Detective Tsukauchi Novels & Stories

So, Tsuki would be investigating on two fronts, where he could find out more if he spoke to the spirit. Being a murder victim, she might as well wish her attackers dead, depending on everything, she would be thirsty for blood and revenge, even here he was in the Morgue, at that hour, the coroner, a short, bald man was making the report for damage, I say drilled holes. Around her listening to the report of the coroner, an old man, white and stocky, with thick glasses, in the midst of having two young and busty assistants. In which he had Lovecraft County police detectives as investigative colleagues, when Noriko Chan and Jack Lee and another detective on the case, Jason Jet, who were involved

My stilettos clicked the polished marble floor on the way to Jeff’s side. “Wil,” Jeff said. He shouldn’t have seemed surprised to see me. “Gentlemen,” I addressed them. “I assume you’re here to see my client.” The younger detective, a slender Asian man with black tousled hair, politely introduced himself with a handshake. “Detective Yamamoto.” His wrinkled white shirt looked slept in. “He’s working with me on the investigation,” Jeff said looking me up and down. Perhaps I imagined the disapproval etched across his face.

She scrolls through while reading their names. “Bitan… Furuōgi… Rokurokubi… no wait maybe it’s in the other folder.” She says and switches to the other folder to search for it. “Here it is!” she says while comparing the photo of a Tako nyūdō to the tentacle monster that they had encountered. [Author’s Note: Tako nyūdō is an octopus like yokai which is quite similar to the one they encountered… The octopus is a direct translation for Tako. I don’t know what the other thing means to be honest.]

“Goodnight, you must be Akari-chan, nice to meet you. And you are…” He looked directly at me for several minutes. “You live on the apartments above the candy store right. I knew your uniform seemed familiar, my name is Makiba Jouji, your landlord’s grandson.” He politely offered me his card as I avoided looking into his eyes, ashamed at the fact that I did not even remember my landlord’s name. Written with golden letters below his name you could read Guidance Center Special Consultant. “Nice to meet you, I am Taoyama Naruki.” “I did not know you were friends with Matsubara-san.”

‘However, it has been yet to be counted as to be disastrous. All of a sudden, an exceedingly magnetic voice emerged at the edge of Taka’s ears. Taka at once rashly and hurriedly stood up and cautiously survey all around. Although it may be said that this body did not have any whatsoever strength, in her previous life, Taka is nevertheless still accustomed to a bit of martial arts, thanks to her police brother, Baron who sees to it to teach her self defense moves. Likewise, her detective skill had made her reputation that her name alone could shake the criminal’s core in the crime division. Thus, normally whichever person’s odor would definitely be unable to escape from her perception. Yet, w

Even Saeko looks confused. “You have physical evidence?”. He says, his gaze trailing to my throat, “Your hospital records may count as evidence of assault…but why do I feel that is not what you are referring to?”. He puts down his chopsticks, then faces me again, scrutinizing me with one eyebrow raised. “Because it is not sir, I have a recording of Takahashi confessing his crimes”. Saeko looks shocked, did she actually believe I went in half-cocked?. Judging by the look on her face, she clearly did.

Just then, two SWAT officers dragged Makoto to the Tokyo Commissioner, announcing, "Commissioner. Takao Makoto of Inagawa-Kai." The Tokyo Commissioner glared at Makoto and growled coldly, "You've had it easy for too long, huh? Or just feeling suicidal?" Makoto quickly flashed an apologetic smile. "Commissioner… Are we sure there hasn't been a misunderstanding?" "Misunderstanding, you say?" The Tokyo Commissioner growled murderously. "How many men did you send to kill Tanya Sweet, huh?"

My eyes widened and I dropped my spoon when the headline appeared on the screen along with my ID picture and the school doctor’s. The young Senior Investigator Hibara is the prime suspect for the murder of Dr. Celina Marquez, according to our city’s most trusted consulting detective, Arthur Cake.

“I mean it. There’s something dangerous about that Dante guy. I can feel it. Like he’s not who he says he is, high schooler by day, killer by night.” Taiga rolled his eyes. “Oh please. He’s just a regular kid, like you and me.” Tatsuya sighed, grabbed a fruit, rinsed it, and took a bite before heading back toward the living room. “If you say so,” he muttered over his shoulder.

"Withdraw the applications. Freeze the asset transfers. Every legit front we just bought stops right now. We’re going dark." "Prosecutor Miller is expecting our audit reports by noon, Dom," Ella pushed back, her voice tight. "The state is demanding total transparency." "Transparency gets us killed, you idiot," Dominic snapped. Hugo stepped out of the shadows, tossing a glossy photograph onto the desk. "Ichiro Takahashi," Hugo said, his voice dead. "The Tokyo bosses just handed him the reins. He’s the current Chairman of the Yamaguchi-gumi." Ella picked up the photo, her jaw tightening. "Who is he?"