Episode 6: Detective

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November, 9,2025                                            Writer of the documents: DF

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Hello, I am Detective France, a month ago I got a call about there being a really loud bang that came from the factory. When I got to the factory, I saw the factor's doors blown off its hinges and the building on fire with three teenagers turning to where I was standing and in front of them was a dead body with no lower right arm and neck slashed. The one on the right looked at me confused. She had red dyed hair tied in a bun and red contacts in. She was wearing red beige pants, a black tank top, brown boots with red leases, and a purple jacket with a sheath that held the katana she was holding on the back of the jacket. The other two were not really excited to see me. The one in the middle had blond hair that was short and blue eyes with a scar beside his left eye. He was wearing a shiny red shirt, black pants with two red lines going down the side of his pants, and a jacket with the middle of it being dark blue but his sleeves and hood being a dark red along with having a fluffy inside, but his left shoulder jacked was burned. The one on the right has long blue dyed hair and brown eyes. He is wearing some jeans, and brown work shoes, and a zipped-up jacket that is white and has a big red line going down his sleeves. The blond and blue haired both shouted, "IT THE COOPERS," when they saw me.

The red head turned to the two and asked, "What's a cooper?" as if she did not know what the cops were. Then the blue hair ran over to the red head and grabbed her before putting her over his shoulder and then the two ran off well the blond one ran behind them. I chased after them shouting at them to stop but they never did. They then ran to an opened window and the blue head one jumped out the window. The blond haired one stopped at the window before turning to me and waves at me before then fell backwards out the window. I ran to the window and looked out it to see nothing. Since that incident that day I have been seeing the redhead and the blond hair one every night and always see two dead bodies with them but when I look at the security camera in the area it showed some random guys run up to the person and kills them but I realized something, and it was that every time I've seen them it's been around 10:00 pm-6:00 am. so, I decided to make a trap for them. The trap was that every alleyway would have a fence that would close and lock anyone in it so when I got a call on my phone telling me that someone heard shouting from the alley by them, I turned on the trap and drove over to the place. When I got there, I saw the blond hair trying to jump from wall to wall trying to get to the rooftop but failing to do so. He also was still wearing the burnt jacket, but it looked cleaner than before meanwhile the red head looked up at him and just watched him fall to the ground before getting up and try it again just to fall again. "That is working so well," the red head says after a few times of him falling.

"Shut up, I don't see you doing this," the blond hair says, sounding a bit angry as he gets up. "Why don't you just fly us out of here," he says as he gets in the red headed face.

"Well as you said because that's no fun," the red haired says as she leans closer to his face.

The blond head steps back and says, "don't remind me of what I said." I then draw my gun and aim at their legs and then shoot but out of nowhere the blond hair nailed down and put both hands in the pace of the bullets. He then caught the bullets with lightning that came from his hands but after doing that the blond hair guy fell to the ground.

"What the," the red head says, turning to where she heard the bang from by gun. I snapped out of shock and immediately pulled my taser out and shot it at the red head. She dodges it and runs at me. I saw this so I pulled out my baton and went to hit her head but as if she already knew I was going to do that moves to the left and grabbed my wrist that held the baton, punched me in the ribs, then swept my legs, and pinned me on the ground. "Who are you," the red head says, a little angry.

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