It was on a rainy night around 1 PM.He was walking between the abandoned buildings in his black trench coat.His soft and shiny lips were showing,his delicate skin was enviable.He was using a yellow umbrella.Normally it wouldn't require much attention,but it wasn't just a normal umbrella.Small,perfect blood stains were dripping from the umbrella to the ground as the rain drops slowly reached it,making a thrilling sound.Something happened.
Going back to 13 September 2019,on a windy Friday night Maria Kovacs,a convenience store worker,goes home.It was about 23.30 PM when she finished her shift.A middle aged woman who lived alone with no relatives or close friends.No one would care about her.That is what actually made her the perfect victim.The next day an anonymous call was received by the police saying that she was missing."But what is your na...",David asked until the caller hung up.David Crons,27,young policeman,Chris Hanson's assistant,usually the one who fights with unreasonable people,hot tempered,likes Trisha. "Aishhh...These people are so annoying!" says he while on his way to detective Chris.Chris Hanson,34,crime detective, super intelligent,sarcastic,can't fight."Did you try to track the phone call?" Chris asks."Yes but it was just a telephone booth.".Detective Chris and assistant David go to the victim's house.Chris starts investigating.There wasn't much though.It was just a one room apartment with a little bathroom.No traces of someone being there in the last 24 hours were found.They are about to leave when they hear something,a rustle.David takes his gun out and points it at the balcony ready to shoot."3,2,1...Git you!Wait what?".He was holding a cat."Wow...thought someone might be here.."David said disappointed and puts her down."Wait...there's something on her fur."Chris says."Huh?"David answers."What are you talking about?"."Look closely,there's a stain,it's....blood!Hurry up,we need to take her to the forensics,David!"."How do you know it's not its own blood ,detective?"says he sarcastically."Well I don't know smartass, that's why we need to find out".Oops...forgot to say one thing.These partners are not always getting on well...they usually fight a lot.
*At the forensic laboratory*
"Trisha you need to run a blood test right now."says detective Chris rushed to prove David that he is not wrong."Well,hello there too,sir".Trisha,26,forensic scientist,has a super ability
that's what you are going to find out on your own
,fast learner,sassy,aka Bellatrish,a nickname given by the detective more exactly used always to make fun of her."Hi Trisha...how..how are you?"nervous David."Hello David!I'm good,a bit tired,but thank you for asking...See that is how you start a conversation?"Trisha continues with a bit of sarcasm in her voice.David laughs.Chris gives him an annoyed look."Anyways..PLEASE run a blood test for me!"says he as he is being forced."Of course detective!How can I not do that for you?"she says with a smile on her face."But where's the...blood?",
"Here" and brings the cat."Why did you bring a cat?"Trisha asks."Oh my god Bellatrish...what did you even think about?See?There is blood stain on her fur.Here is a hair of the victim.See if they are compatible."the detective leaves being followed by David."Sorry about that...Bye Trisha!"David apologises."How can they be so different?I mean one is a sarcastic and selfish jerk while the other one is a polite young man."she asks herself.
*In Chris's office*
"Why do you always have to make fun of her name?She doesn't like it!"says David angry at him."How does that even annoy you?I'm just joking with her.She didn't say she doesn't like it. "Chris answers calmly."Maybe because she is polite enough and respects you?"."Oh my god David...sometimes you amaze me!We have a crime to solve and you are thinking about a nickname?","Ohh..sorry,forgot about it for a moment",David realises."How can you even forg...Ahh...Nevermind.Anyways where is the victims data?" , "Right here".They both get back to work as if nothing happened."Ok so..Maria Kovacs,45,not married,doesn't have children or any close relatives,lives alone,works at a convenience store.We need to go there and ask the boss.Let's go!"...........
~TO BE CONTINUED~
