Detective
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Izuku scribbled down the date, then his signature. Finally nearly done with his report on the hijacking gone wrong case. From the corner of his eye he saw someone standing at the corner of his desk.
"Deku." The gruff voice said, placing a calloused hand in the corner of his desk to get his attention. Izuku only hummed, giving half his attention to the blonde man while he continued filing.
"There's another body. Crossfire is back." Katsuki said, his tone serious. Izuku froze. His hand gripping onto his pen like life depended on it, making his knuckles turn white.
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