Chapter 5

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Chief Inspector Satori Tadashi and I is now busy looking for an evidence that can prove that this is not a suicide.

"Kai, what are you doing here?!" the inspector said and I saw this young man in a baseball cap, wait he is the one who bump me earlier.

I didn't pay attention to him as I keep on looking around the room for something, and I'm beginning to lose patience.

When I stand up I looked around and I saw this painting of the last supper, placed on the top of bed head. I walked towards it, I examine the surrounding of the said painting.

I became curious, when I flip open the painting wide enough to see what is on the back of it. Everyone in the room gasped when they saw me opened it.

"Inspector, I need a hand over here." I demanded, the vault was a door type, means it has something inside of it that can maybe help to this case. Inspector Tadashi and the young man named Kai, moved the bed further enough for me to open the said vault.

"Police Officer Akashi Seiko, can you call my uncle, now. And also the Lady of this house."

"Uh, Yes."

"You got a good eye Olivia." I just smiled on Chief Inspector Satori Tadashi complement, a meanwhile I caught something glistening under the nightstand, just beside me. I lean down and looked at it.

"What is it Olivia?"

"Look, something is really off around here."

Now five questions are now swirling around my head. First, why hang him, second, why they have to look like it was a suicide, third, what is inside this vault, fourth why shut the door and litter tissue paper around the room, and fifth what is the motive of the culprit?

I immediately asked the forensics if they saw any fingerprint of the victim in the rope used for him to hang himself. And they both answered me in shocked that even a single fingerprint was not present in the said rope.

"Olivia? What is happening?" my uncle asked as soon as he arrived.

"Angelo Lucas De Lucca didn't commit suicide."

"What do you mean dearie?" my aunt asked with her mourning friend in tow.

"He has been murdered."

"Murdered?!"

"What she said is true." The young man named Kai said. Now he is wearing glove like I am.

"What do you mean Kai?"

"This sister here, asked the forensics if there is any fingerprint of the victim in the rope used for him to hang himself. And they answered none. Am I right Ms. Olivia?" I looked at him like he knew things like I am, and I smiled in amusement.

"I like this young man over here, what's your name again?" I asked

"I'm Kai Tadashi." He said and I looked at Chief Inspector Satori Tadashi and he said "Yeah he is my son."

"But who did it if he didn't commit suicide?" my aunt asked.

"Let me explain something aunt. When you plan to kill yourself all you have to do is to tie the rope by yourself and hang yourself on your own. Then my question is, why is that the rope used to hang himself, doesn't have his own fingerprints?"

"What? Is that true?" my uncle asked the forensic man and he answered yes.

"Oh uncle I also found this under the nightstand." I gave him what I found earlier. "Now, as for the vault, Mrs. De Lucca, have you known this?"

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