Genius-detective Novelas e Histórias

Allison's POV: As I sat at my desk, pondering the identity of the mafia boss, I absentmindedly chewed on the end of my pen while staring at my laptop screen. Suddenly, an email notification from Josiah grabbed my attention. Opening the email, I found the details of the mysterious businessman. The email contained his name and other relevant information. To my surprise, the billionaire was identified as Jacob Hayes, a 25-year-old. I couldn't help but wonder how he amassed such wealth at such a young age.

In the prison. Sir Harris pushed No. 13 and arrived at the computer room. No. 13 looked up and caught sight of the 360-degree surveillance cameras above, with their seductive and enticing corners of the lips. Sir Harris was quite embarrassed and said, "Don't take it personally. My colleagues have no ill intentions towards you, they are just very curious about how a genius like you works." No. 13 sneered coldly, "Hypocrite." Sir Harris buried his head in shame. He silently reproached himself for going overboard. No. 13 was not only blessed with a genius-like brain, but also possessed eyes that could be considered as mind-reading abilities.

"No mastermind? What about the mysterious person we uncovered, the one pulling the strings?" Detective Turner sighed, the weariness etched on his face. "There's no trace of the mysterious person. The killers insist they acted alone, and our investigations haven't uncovered any evidence to the contrary. It seems the truth of this case is shrouded in the shadows we can't penetrate." Sophia, grappling with the implications, felt a sense of resignation settle over her. The intricate web she had sought to unravel seemed to slip further from her grasp. The elusive mastermind, the puppeteer orchestrating the events, remained a phantom in the shadows.

Having listened to Merlin breaking down the details, Charlie asked, "Then, as a veteran detective who is experienced in fighting crime, do you think the AI's analysis is reliable?" "Yes," Merlin replied, nodding. "There's no direct evidence that Duca Mines is housing a dead soldier base, but the AI module's multi-faceted examination produced enough circumstantial evidence that makes this good enough to be a solid lead. In comparison, the other suspects can no doubt check a few boxes too, but not enough to make them a lead.

5 MINUTES LATER Lucy dropped the file back on the table “I’m done” “Hmm, so what could you deduce from the report? “ Lucy smiled “the killer was probably someone the victim knew since no form of struggle was recorded in the report and at the victim apartment there was no form of forced entry, so we can assume the killer is someone who the victim knew or is even close to since the killer was let into her bedroom, The killer is a drinker since particles of glasses that contained whiskey was found in between her flesh, so we can say that a whiskey glass bottle is the weapon of murder, The killer is obviously a special must probably a rogue special and the toxin found on her body was probably fr

The detective was irritated by this and snapped his finger twice “I said who amongst you is the cyber genius ?” they didn’t answer yet again but only mumbled words that Levi could not understand. “I presume you are looking for an individual with a high intellectual quotient with a mixture of technological genes who is void of any atom of stupidity” a voice spoke from the end of the room. As the detective saw the person who just spoke he smiled for he knew that at least there is one person in the world who still understands simple English.

Her companion or considering their situation, he was nothing just a. 'Good Samaritan?', the voice in his mind his laughed at him. "SHUT UP!!" Vincent yelled and kicked the table fiercely, it crashed on the wall with a loud thud. "Planning to bring the whole building down today Chief?" Vincent swiftly turned back hearing the familiar sneering tone. "What do you want Matt?" Introduction: Matteo Valentino -29 years old -Senior Detective in Central Police Department (CPD) -Also known as the 'Budding Genius'

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Sighing in discontent Once off, she tosses the light piece of fabric atop a chair with padded, floral handles that protrude from each side. She glances over at the safe, open, empty. She grimaces but has no time to ponder the outcome of her naïveté for her smartphone vibrates. She walks to the bed, picking it up—displeased when it displays the name DETECTIVE DICK. She answers with a grimace. Bea Larson: I don't have it yet. Detective Dick: You promised me intelligence, Larson. That son of a bitch needs to be locked behind bars. Bea Larson:

He says and laugh. “You know I knew you were joking.” I say and he laughs. “No, you totally believed me.” He says and I shake my head no. “I’m a neurosurgeon actually.” He says. “Wow that’s amazing.” I say and he smiles. “That’s brain right?” I ask and he nods yes. “You’re not joking again? Are you?” I question him when he smiles. “I’m not,” he says and I laugh. “Okay I think I believe you.” I say and he laughs.