Murder Of Junko Furuta Novels & Stories

The assistant stopped and looked at her in surprise while Rory stood behind the corner and listened. Freyja continued. “The murderer pretended to be the deceased and carried out a perfect crime through the surveillance camera. He allowed everyone to confirm that the deceased had indeed gone to the rooftop and jumped off the building, and the police would deem the case as a suicide based on the depression drugs found on the deceased.”

It was my Kuya Jac’s turn to speak. “I solicited the murder! I only ordered his father but his wife became so stubborn so Jandro had no choice–” “Jandro. . . ” “The murderer. You killed him? ” I preceded Kuya Jac in asking questions. I turned sharply to dad who was also almost uneasy in his place. There was a sudden silence in that room. My chest was pounding so hard that it seemed to come out of its place. “You killed him, right? He’s the only one who knows what happened, that’s why you killed him, too–”

Ryu interrupted Kenji, asking Murakami. "I’m the only one left," Murakami replied. "The only one? Were there others?" Kenji asked, already envisioning how many people he would need to eliminate. "There were some, but the others are dead. Cleared out," Murakami said, his body trembling even more. He knew what Kenji was thinking. "Oh, the dead ones." Kenji instantly knew who Murakami was referring to—those killed by Matsuda, the same person who had almost killed him too.

I nod, snapping my gaze towards her, “Yes, I do! You’re just repeating what I already know. Stay clear of A-Jun… I get it. I’d rather sit on a cactus than share the same air with him… again.” “Good,” Jane says. Getting up from the bed, she walks over to a chair, sitting facing me with her legs crossed. Second on the list is Kaito.” “Kaito?” I ask. “Who the fuck is Kaito?” “He is a Japanese prisoner; he committed massacre, terrorism, and a lot of atrocities,” Jane announces. “That’s a lot of crime.” I chip in.

And despite her glare, all three Phantoms could still see an emotionless expression within those orbs. “A child?!” Tohya gasped in horror. “Did we get the wrong person?” Ren wondered. “No,” said Yuri, shaking her head. “She’s the one who killed Sanada Fujiwara.” She gestured towards the blood that could vaguely be seen on the coat which is a little difficult to be seen with the naked eye because of the dark colour of the coat. Yuri knelt down to the girl’s eye level, and Tohya and Ren knew enough to be silent. Yuri is the one who is skilled at interrogations and dealing with people. Most of the people whom they have captured usually confess their crimes by the time Yuri was done with them.

"A terrible plane catastrophe did not claim Jonathan's life. He was killed.” In Freda's ears, her pulse roared. "Murdered?" She repeated. "By whom?" Margaret pivoted on her heel and left. "If you keep digging, you'll find yourself next," she murmured over her shoulder. Freda felt chilled all over. Jonathan Harrington was killed. Who did it? And why? Williams put a hand on her shoulder for protection. "We'll discover the truth." Freda balled her hands into fists. "We must. Because the inheritance isn't all I desire anymore. I desire retribution.”

Zack explained but Harris was quite confused. "Human Flayer? What do you mean?" He asked. "14 years ago, there was a popular serial murder case called the Flayer Murder case. The culprit was called The Flayerman. The case was titled Flayer Murder case because all the victim's corpses were discovered without furs. Flayerman would flay his victims alive after torturing them and rendering them helpless and defenseless and then he'd use the flayed furs to make garments and cashmere which he'd sell to the families of the victim." Zack exclaimed.

Marco's POV He tried to use that opportunity to kill me. Too bad for him, I’d never put myself in an unprotected situation—it’s basically suicide for a mafia boss. Elena fired immediately, the bullet going right through his head. After that, I found out who was backing him—it was none other than Ito Hiro, the son of Kenji Ito, the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi in Japan.

"Yes, and I'll come by every day with a new letter until I get to leave with the cauldron." Ellen could not help the tears that welled up in her eyes. "Okay. I wish you all the best." Wilbur wandered around for a bit after leaving the museum, before checking into a nearby hotel. Just as he had set his bags down, his phone rang with a call from Beverly. "Hello, Beverly? Is anything the matter?" "I'm afraid so, Deacon Penn. Jiro from Cherrytopia was killed last night. The murder was a swift one, killing him in one hit. The investigation shows that Jiro had not made any enemies before his death, and you were the last person he met with. So…"

“Ms… Ms. Jasmine?!” Jasmine looked at Kazumi in disgust and asked, “Mr. Kazumi must never have thought that I, Jasmine, would still be alive, right?!” Kazumi’s body began to shudder nervously. He knew that his actions of trying to murder Jasmine were heinous. Previously, Jasmine’s whereabouts were unknown, and her two assistants and driver’s bodies were all buried in the man-made accident site. Putting aside the other crimes, just killing three people was already considered an absolute felony. Under the felony of murder, most cases revolved around extremely evil scheming, and the methods used to murder were extremely cruel.