Novel & Cerita Detective Persona 4

Regardless, I maintain a poker face as I watch the detective bow respectfully. “Your Grace….”. He says and lowers his head cordially. How courteous. “... I'm Detective Asher Glen and I'm in charge of the case of Vander Djik Gerald who was found dead in the early hours of this evening”. I nod in complete understanding. “It's nice meeting you, detective”. “We are questioning everyone in case anybody heard or saw anything that might be helpful to the investigation. We'd appreciate your cooperation, Luna”. I glance at Draaven but his face is once again empty and expressionless as he lets the detective and I have our conversation.

he says, and I smile. “That’s okay,” I let out, staring again at the detectives as they talked. I wish I knew how to read lips. It would be useful right now. This might not even have anything to do with the criminals I am trying to sort out, but hey… My phone rings in my pocket and I Ignore it as the officer pulls me aside. “Who do you work for?” He asks, and I shake my head. “No one, I am just a true crime addict, and I try to investigate things myself,” I say, and he chuckles as he pulls me aside and gives me his card. I stare directly at the name and smile “Henly Potter,” I read.

"It's nothing. Paying your bills is just something I do sometimes to help those I save." "Save? Wait, what's your profession?" Mira asked curiously. The man took out his ID and badge from his jacket pocket, which caught the overhead light, making it glint. "I'm a detective. I often encounter incidents like this." Mira squinted at the ID, trying to read the name. "Dy—Dyt—Uhm..." "Dylan," he said with a smile, extending his hand. Mira shook his hand. "I'm Mira, by the way."

Erica tensed instinctively. The woman offered a tight smile. "Good morning, Madam. I’m Four. May I come in?" Erica hesitated, her hand instinctively reaching for Julian’s. The movement roused him from his sleep, and he blinked, sitting up straight. “Four," Julian said. "What brings you here?" Four stepped closer, glancing at Erica before addressing them both. "I wanted to update you on the investigation, is it a bad time, sir?” Erica shifted slightly, her heart rate picking up. “Did you find something?”

“I’m John Grant. Thank you for meeting us on such short notice.” The baby blue-eyed detective shook Fabian’s hand next. “Fabian Williams,” Fabian voluntarily introduced himself. Something he rarely did. The other detective remained standing near the jeep, taking in his surroundings. "The CEO of Virtuex. I’ve heard of your name, “detective Grant offered a smile. Fabian chuckled a little, surprising Amber once again. He did not strike her as someone who would warm up so fast to a stranger. This is no stranger. This is a cop! she looked to Fabian as he continued chatting pleasantly with the detective,

Every operation is insulated by layers of plausible deniability. Finally, I had enough to at least brief Four. He deserved to know who had been targeting his family. I drove to his estate and found him in his office working on legitimate business deals. The irony was not lost on me. Four had spent years trying to leave his criminal past behind only to be hunted by men who pretended to be legitimate businessmen. "Detective Rivera. What brings you here?" "We identified M. The person who coordinated Jason's kidnapping." Four set down his pen. "Who?"

he told him and Matteo just nodded, thinking of what Spade wanted the guest list for, last he checked the man was a Don and not a detective. Spade could feel it in his bones that something was definitely amiss here, and something tells him that it's not just a coincidence that all those targeted were people close to him, and now the cops have his car in custody, everything was already forming a pattern and he could see from a mile away whose handwork this was Matteo relaxed back on the couch, the leather making a loud noise. Spade looked back at the laptop screen, whoever this mystery man was, they didn't even know half of what they were messing with.

A man across from me is sleeping with his head against the wall. I stare at the floor and sight the blood on my sneakers… Jade’s blood. A detective comes out. He’s in his mid-forties with his tie loose… “Sosa?” I stand. He walks me to a room with a metal table in the centre with two chairs. I can sight a camera in the corner due to the red light blinking. He points to a chair. I sit, he sits and then opens a folder. “You want to tell me what happened at 422 Park Avenue?”

one of the agents spoke, "He isn't one of us anyway-" "Wait!" Detective Binns pushed through them, holding up a light brown colored file, "Let me help you. Your name is- Celestine... Celestine Baker." Celestine Baker, such a pretty name for a ghoul as myself, could I trust the police, No. Could I trust the detective, Maybe, it's W.I.K.D I didn't trust, but whatever it is, they have in that file, I need it. Putting my lips against Clarke's ears, I smiled, remembering what he told me,

My eyes caught a random message, the reflection of the bright screen light piquing my curiosity, i clicked on it right away - unsure of what to expect. [ Hi, I'm detective Davis from PD and I'm hoping we could meet.] I sighed, taking a stretch - it had been just three hours since I'd asked Marceline to report Camille missing and now i was already getting an invite from a detective. I scoffed - the police were truly efficient. I set the phone aside, casually swinging my legs to kill off the boredom - Since i was invited,it would be bad if i didn't go.... wouldn't it?" ******************