Chapter 37

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Ms. Kim sat in her chair, waiting for the autopsy to begin. Two weirdly outsiders were suspiciously the only ones there. It was awfully weird, but it didn't matter anyways. Ms. Kim sat in horror as they constructed an autopsy on him. Her eyes watched in pure terror, they examined his body, all types of things they do. She was quick to run out.

"I'm sorry Kim. Really, I'm sorry. I didn't know it would be serious, most cases alike happen out of small towns like this, but it was unfortunate. Truly." He pleaded for forgiveness, but she walked out the room, stomping past the others.

"What happened?" Vikk asked, turning to the lady behind the counter.

"I guess she was angry because the people interfering with the autopsy are out of state. The older ones were kicked out." She answered, receiving a call. "Hold on please." That reminded him of Phil. He swiftly darted out of the building and towards Phil's house, where Technoblade was making coffee.

"Oh hey bud, do you happen to know where Phil is." He asked, which Technoblade slowly looked over. Then he pointed towards a door, and which Vikk crept in. He fumbled with his pictures and folders of evidence against the department of energy. Apparently from what he understood, there was a secretive lab that had foreign connections, which threatened the Marryton government with.

Slowly, Vikk started to piece this together. They had framed it like some child kidnapping, and the death of Crew was fake. Or at least he thought. He shuffled out the house, thanking Technoblade, and his running up to his car, where he stored all the information in his front car storage area, and backed up his car into the old dirt road, where he headed for the autopsy building.

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