Junko Furuta Body Found Novels & Stories

My corpse had been decomposing in the rented apartment, reeking, until a neighbor finally discovered it. At dawn, Yoseph received a call from the police. "Hello, is this a relative of Freya Quade? She was found dead in a rented apartment a month ago. Please come to the station to identify the body."

Was he thinking I was Mr Rotman’s lost daughter? ‘Yes. The police found her three days later. Her decomposing body was wrapped in a blanket with a noose around her neck.’ I gasped in surprise. Who could have done that to a child? Mr Rotman didn't cut across to one as someone who had gone through so much pain. Who could have murdered them?

I said and emptied my glass. “Just outside of Aurora, a car was found with a body inside, it was so flattened that they had to pull the car apart to get to the body inside. Took them a few hours at first to realize there was someone in there. They finally managed to make an identification when they found his head under the seat,” Jasper said and looked at me. “Really,” I said and ordered another drink. “The remains were identified as JD Hill,” he mused with a smile as he played with his glass.

Officer Yamaga rolls his eyes wearing his white gloves kneeling beside Chio in front of the body. “Not this kind of updates officer Chio” Yamaga glares at Chio making him bite inside of his cheeks releasing what he really has said. “One of the hitchhikers found this body when she came here to get some water it was floating she said she thought someone must be drowning” The whole body placed as while cold as ice, the lips turned icy blue along with the hair all over its face. “Then she pulled it out and just to find this girl was already dead and then she and her friends contacted us” Yamaga hums in response as his eyes scans all over its body, Turning his gaze towards the camera girl.

She stepped in front of me, her stance protective as she confronted Zenya. Zenya sneered before turning her gaze to Rina. Her smile was vicious when she said. “I guess you haven't heard? Fine. I guess I’ll do you the honours of letting you know.” Then her sharp green eyes found mine again. “A child has been murdered. His body was found just outside the borders. And guess who happened to be around, again.” The accusation cut me deep, digging at old, painful memories. I didn't even realize that I’d moved until I was up on my feet, right behind Nerina.

She told the lady, Ilesha nodded and waved her goodbye as she left the building. When Jacklyn got home, she checked for any bugs or chips but found none. Satisfied with herself, she went to her laptop to check the mail. Several unread mails popped up on her screen but she went directly to Ted's and there it was, she read each words carefully. Garretts Fowler was the body found in the car.... Details where from the driver... Malcolm Hurley. "I thought the man was dead? He died in a blast, so how was Ted able to get this?" She asked herself, then went back to reading the man’s statement

I woke up in the cargo hold of a freighter heading for international waters. The Cleaner looked at me and said, "Dante Moretti found 'you' on a sandbar two miles downstream. He snapped on the spot—knelt in the mud clutching that corpse and refusing to let go. He even forgot to turn off the live-stream cameras." "Did he find the phone?" "He did." The Cleaner let out a mocking smirk. "Arnold fished it out from the gap in your mattress back at the estate.

There was a pause. “Yes. We swept the building and surrounding area for nine weeks. Every trace. Burned IDs. Scattered remains. The fire was intense. No recoverable body, yes—but nothing survived that blast. Judah’s ring was the only thing found near the wreckage.” “But no bones. No DNA,” Fedora whispered. Trenholm hesitated. “No… but we don’t always get remains, especially with IEDs that powerful. Fedora, we loved him too. But he’s gone.”

Jack began, his voice trailing off as he struggled to find the words to articulate his frustration. DRAP! DRAP! DRAP! "We found one of the Foster bodies! It lies not far from the ruins!" The news only served to deepen Jack's frustration as he watched the officers work tirelessly to retrieve the fallen body. His gaze shifted to an object lying nearby, the very object that had been used to explode the wall. Jack scowled as he studied it, unable to fathom how the Fosters had acquired such a device, let alone how they had managed to keep it hidden from prying eyes.

I asked Johnson as soon as we got off and was walking to the old man's little cabin. "Oh, the officers who arrived at the scene opened the drum and found a body in this." Detective Johnson said. "Has the body been identified?" I asked. "No, but the body is suspected to be Nineteen year old Dwayne fudger." Detective Johnson said. "Fudge?" I joked. Detective Johnson chuckled. "Fudger." He mumbled. "That name sounds familiar for some reason." I said as I ran my hands through my hair trying to remember where I heard the name from.