Genius-detective Novels & Stories

When the front of the fan’s face turned up on the screen, Alex quickly said, “Pause! Captain Pannell, you can get a professional to do a comparison. The person who detonated the bomb should be the same person in this frame — a retarded fan of Exo Quirke!” Captain Pannell stared at the fan’s face carefully and when he covered the image below her nose bridge with his hand, he too felt that she looked slightly familiar. It really did look like the face of the person, who detonated the bomb, that was captured on the hotel’s cameras. This left him stunned as he did not expect that Alex would be able to confirm the identity of the culprit in such a way. Nevermind ordinary people, even a profession

“A huge loophole, a simple method, coupled with a sophisticated and perfect psychological misdirection—the effect of deceiving everyone was achieved! The Death Judge is definitely the most genius psychologist in the 21st century!” “That’s right! The most talented psychologist! Who is the Inquisitor? ! It can’t be an old man, right?” “It’s also possible. It’s impossible for a young psychologist to do such a thing!” “I don’t believe it. The Inquisitor is definitely a handsome young man!”

"I'm just sayin-" "Okay stop" I cut him off sharply. "With all due respect Detective Edwards, Detective Deckor is just doing his job. This man held a gun to my head! He's connected to Mia. If he speaks, I wont have death following me around me around with his evil stick or whatever it's called. So if you don't mind, let the man do his job." I ended, taking him by surprised. "And for the record, instead of treating Tristan like he's some inexperienced kid who will only be a burden, maybe try working with him because he's a damn great detective and a way better one than you in my book"

My body tensed up, “So am I your mate?” “Um,” I almost choked on nothing, “Ah!” My thoughts weren’t aligning correctly for me to say something that made sense, ‘Um that,” How does he know?? I can’t even let anything slip since I can’t shift nor mind-link. “Don’t be surprised,” He smirked, “I’m a detective, A senior detective at that so I know about you lot.” “Oh…” I nodded, “I see…” That actually made sense for some reason. I paused and thought about it when something clicked in my mind, “Does Derek know?”

I sat beside her then the host speaker continues his words. “At this juncture, gentleman and ladies, let’s hear some inspirational words from the only women who set the bar too high to be reach by a normal individual with her average mark of 1.00% for 4 years in a row. This girl’s known to be tough, brave, wise and freaking gorgeous, she’s known as the Genius Queen and a campus superstar, everybody rain a cheer for this year’s class Valedictorian, Khloe Maureen Neufeld!” Introduced by the host. I calmly rose to my feet and walked slowly to the stage like a runway model.

Detective Gomez could be seen searching in the internet all the creatures that matched with the beast. He kept seeing gorilla's and apes but that's not what he wants, what he really wants is a gorilla with sharp fangs on claws. Mrs. Gomez soon walked there with a cup of coffee . She dropped it on the table and he gulped in all the content. "Hey ain't you going to bed now." She asked placing her hands on his shoulder. "Not yet dear, we needs to come to a conclusion in this investigate, we need to be sure what creature we're Against." Mr. Gomez said.

If the task is only something host can do, then it can't help. Agatha massaged her aching forehead and then confusedly asked, 'H-how can it help me complete missions like this? Is it a skill that cheats the system? Like some sort of mission pass?' As if it heard something funny, it began to laugh loudly. Then it mockingly said,

New! New! New! Previously on ADWTD: Everyone took a step back, eyebrows furrowing. "The killer is a am butler?" Liam asked confusedly. "That doesn't make any sense." Colton was still staring at his hand before his head snapped up, his eyes twinkling with excitement and a huge grin forming on his face, showing off his perfect teeth. "It's not 'The killer is a am butler.'" He said, delight at solving the last clue evident on his face. "It is 'The killer is A M butler' Abel Mackenzie's butler!"

My name was Percy Wittington. I was a part-time dog feeder and trainer, as well as a senior at my college. I often posted dog-sitting and training services on the college forum, mainly for pet owners who couldn't bring their dogs home during winter and summer breaks. Today, I received an anonymous order. [Garden Community, Unit 1302. Please feed the dog tonight at 8 PM. Door lock password: 658732.] [No problem. That'll be 30 dollars per service,] I quickly replied, and the payment hit my account almost instantly.

I played the video. "Bonjour Detectives! Je' m'appele Morse! Haha! If it isnt the selfish infamous Leounet detectives. Let's see if you can be such a saint this time around. I'll give you a clue. Following the nostalgia of the game." He laughed maniacaly, "Raise a toast to us! You've been a good sport" He held a glass cup of what seemed to be wine and took a sip.