Detektif L Novels & Stories

He sat up now and looked at me with his full attention. "Yes, how can I help you?" he asked in an accented tone. He gestured for Sam and me to sit in the chairs in front of his desk. They seemed to be the only clean and clutter-free areas in the room. I hesitantly took a seat and Sam followed. "Thank you for meeting with us Detective Loh," I started. He held up a hand and quickly interrupted. "Luke, please." "Luke, we appreciate your time. My name is Sara Deverouix, and this is my associate Sam. I was hoping to talk to you about the murder case at The Sacramento. I heard you were the head investigator."

"Hello Mrs. Hudson, I'm Luca Alistair. I'm Leo's friend and also a detective. Can I ask you a few questions about your husband, Mr. Tai Hudson?" She nods, giving him the signal. Luca took out a voice recorder, notebook, and a pen. He starts, "Hello, Mrs. Hudson. I'm Luca Alistair, a detective who's going to investigate the case of your husband. Our conversation will record for data purposes. Do you give your full consent to this?"

A laugh came out from inside the room: "Ha-ha luckily you finally came, I was advised by Director Vincent to cooperate with you in this case. I'm Leonard, deputy captain of the city A police department, nice to work with you” He entered to the surprise of the police. A female police officer shouted: “Could it be that he is Albert, the famous criminal psychologist detective who has solved many difficult cases. I still have his book The Punisher here. The book is about the tough murders he has solved, including his analysis of the psychology of criminals in detail. I didn't expect him to be so young and handsome."

Bang. Bang. A slight knock echoed into the office. Dante sat at his table, focused on his system. His eyes didn’t leave the screen. “Come in,” he uttered. Creak. The door glided open. Victor walked in, one hand still on the door, holding it wide open. “Dante, he is here,” Victor announced. A man walked in. Andrea Lombardi—the best and most well-known intellectual detective in Rome. Dante’s gaze didn’t leave his monitor. He leaned back in his chair, one hand resting on his mouse.

Once done, they went back out to discuss the case with Anders and Reinie. "Hi Lili. We are so sorry to bother you this weekend, but we wanted to ask you a few more questions about the case." Anders said before introducing Reinie. "Oh, pardon me for being rude, this is Detective Reinie, who is helping out on the case with cracking all of the computer crimes." Reinie held out his hand and shook Lili's before saying, "Hello, Lili. It is nice to meet you. Sorry that it is under these circumstances."

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.

The assistant is serious as his eyes were squinted and his brows were scrunched to each other, his lips in a thin line as he wrote in his notepad at a fast pace. “Indeed, at the same time, no fingerprints can be detected in both letters.” Jack added, skimming through his notepad. “Let me go through my notepads, there might be some similarities that can give us some clues.'' The both of them then heard footsteps coming their way and only Azrick turned his head, seeing Detetive Olive going towards them. “Tell me again how Auria became acquainted with you two?” the detective asked.

In the end, Meredith and George decided to arrange a meeting with the police detective assigned to Helena’s case, Detective Sergio. He was a tall, lean man with clean-cut hazelnut hair. Alice could make out the wrinkles in his forehead and cheeks as he settled himself in front of her. She watched the man remove his black coat and placed it on the table before taking out a medium-sized notepad and a pen. Alice loved comic books about detectives. Her favorite was James Gordon; he was Batman’s acquaintance and a respectable captain of the Gotham City Police Department. Whenever she saw a detective, she could not help but be mesmerized by their badges and work.

It was like he was kissing my storms in life. “Faith, the detective is here.” Lucas said as he went there to call me. But then, I already saw the detective behind him. “Detective,” “Are you okay?” He asked Elijah who was lying on the bed. “Yeah. Thankfully, I am alive.” I glared at him when he even chuckled like it was something that we should be thankful about. “Tell me what you saw,” the detective said, holding his notepad and a pen. “The culprit is a man. I didn't see his face because of the mask. But from his physical body, I could tell that he is not a woman.”

one of my co-workers said. Officer Rankin, Officer Douglas, and their assistants walk out of their offices and splashed a huge smile on their faces. It's as if something miraculous happened for the first time. "You're here!" Officer Rankin walk towards the man, offering him a handshake. I turn my chair to see them closer but they remain blocked by the plant in front of me. I sighed in disappointment. Officer Douglas follows them and offered his hand, too. "Detective Clayton Jones." He formed a warm smile. "Welcome to The Detective Tag firm, the L.A. branch."