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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."

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE Are You Alive? Here Are Some Muffins Detective Bridger stood outside the door for a second before knocking. He felt rather silly holding a basket of warm muffins, but his wife had insisted. The detective cleared his throat and tried to look extra official. Rikki-Tikki answered the door. “Yes?” The detective’s eyes narrowed. “What are you doing here?” “Good to see you again, Detective Bridger. How’s our homicidal home invader?”

I deduced and he chuckled. "You're sounding more and more like a detective Ria," he giggled and I rolled my eyes. "I'm a fan of Sherlock Holmes and Professor William James Moriarty, I might have picked up a skill or two." I grinned. Hehe, if you're watching me Sherlock, please don't disown me as a fan. "Then surprise me and solve this case, DETECTIVE RIA." He emphasized on the words 'Detective Ria' as he went out for a while.

In less than three minutes later, the person who was asked by the chief to send for Mr. Liberta descended back to the lobby by herself, quickly approaching the officers who did not seem to realize her presence, “Officers, Mr. Liberta said he will be here real quick.” The chief nodded and with that Ms. Gardeer as well went back to her receptionist desk. The chief was still pretty busy discussing with the officers of his team whether who to suspect. It had been almost half a day for them and yet they had not found anything worth more suspects even though the case was not seem to be too complicated. The chief got his back to the couch finding a more relaxing position, inhaling the cigar he had

Gently, she dipped one leg and another into it before sinking her entire body into the bath. ~~**~~**~~ The room was quiet for a while no one talked to another. The silence was getting unbearable for Mr. Wright who robbed his right fingers on the side of his head. “Are you saying for two years you’ve been on this case, you have no lead?” Wright Junior yelled angrily in his deep voice. Making his voice sound deeper and darker. “What I’m saying is, we are dealing with a very intelligent culprit. He has been two steps ahead of us, leaving us to chase shadows. Whoever feeds him with information is very current.” The detective said in her defense.

-———————————————————— A week after Rico’s death, the police report was released, the headline flashing across newspapers and television screens: **"Detective Rico Morales Found Dead in Apparent Suicide." At the precinct, detectives gathered in somber silence, discussing the details of the report. The forensic team had found a glass laced with poison, Rico’s fingerprints smudged across it, alongside a handwritten suicide note. The note was short but sorrowful, expressing his regret over his failures in solving recent high-profile cases, including those of his friends Jack and Carlos.

She had her phone out, and she scrolled down the screen a couple of times while she examined them one by one. Nine ridiculous riddles. Each referencing some important moment in Rinaldi's relationship with his fiancée, Alyssa Berry. Each, theoretically, leading to a piece of the fortune. The Set had a handful of Rinaldi's old journals, and his well-loved atlas - which had proven to be an invaluable resource - but it wasn't enough. To people who knew little about Rinaldi's relationship with Alyssa, these were only pieces of clues.

Not long, I receive a phone call from an unidentified number. "Hello Mr Lucas, this is Detective Joe" a voice came from the other end when I picked up the call. "Detective Joe, what's your findings?' I asked as I was eager to know the culprit. "We had a hard time finding a clue since the camera was covered with a partially covered fingerprint. But we have a distinct fingerprint that we acquire. From this, I guess we'll be close to our lead suspect", Detective Joe explained as I dropped my hope. "In essence, who could it be since I am interested in knowing this person?"

But the most mouth dropping fact was that each of them read null. I snapped my head up at the detective and glared at him. "Is this some kind of joke?" I spat. The detective shook his head. "I honestly wish it was," He sighed with a grim look on his face. "Why is there no information about Elliott?" Felix asked. "That is what I would like to know too. I did my research as precise as I could and I still could not find anything on him. It felt like some higher power was intentionally hiding Elliott's Information."

Dominic shouted. “Well there's no reason to hid it anymore since you already know, I am Detective Avery, yes I work for the cops and Red Talcum head? I've been trying to pin down the Mafia ring you work for but it's been very difficult, Andrew Richardson” Avery said smiling and packing her hair in a bun.