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CRIME BOOK 101 Shopping Bag
"There is nothing upstairs, all places have been searched, the victim's belongings are not much, and the woman is quite good at cleaning her room"Sam came down and approached Dakota who was still in front of the cabinet, looking quite serious."Dax, what did you find?" he asked.Dakota pointed to the bottom of the cabinet."Eh Sam, please look at what's on the bottom, I can't see it clearly"Sam frowned, he lowered his body to look at the bottom of the cabinet."Um, plastic bags, shopping bags, small cartons for taking away""Did your men move something from inside the cabinet?" asked Dakota.Sam straightened, and he shook his head."Shouldn't be. Aris and the others are quite observant and won't just move things without procedures, although they must have done the documentation beforehand, really, what did you find?" asked Sam curiously.Dakota looked at the top shelf, where the glasses and small bowls were placed, some parts were shifted or taken because the placemats were visible.
CRIME BOOK 101 Still Inside
Nguuunng!A police car with colorful fluorescent lights had come to the apartment complex. Several local police vehicles arrived there first to secure the location while Rina and others were still on their way.“Please stop there!” shouted uniformed officers at several people who were about to go to the apartment, securing the in and out gates blocking the suspect's access to escape.Some Farmer Market customers ran after uniformed policemen who were seen rushing towards the apartment."Whoa, what happens?"On the twelfth floor, Sam climbed the stairs to the roof of the building and prepared his handgun, but from the stairs to the roof, there was no way Edi would take Dakota there, no way for him to climb the little stairs. Sam was just about to turn around when he saw something near the door."This"Dakota's id.How could that person carry Dakota who had difficulty walking, up to the narrow stairs? But there's no harm in trying, he turned the doorknob to the roof, settling slowly with
CRIME BOOK 101 Crime Scenes
Sam waved his hand in annoyance. It's been two hours and they haven't found Dakota yet. What are they really doing there?The suspicious man is none other than a homeless person who lives in the ex-substation room after the building owner no longer cares about building maintenance and such. The residents also don't care about what happens on the basement floor as long as their apartment remains safe, and so far the tramp was hitchhiking and never done anything bad.Sam returned to the lobby, past the stairs next to the toilets where hardly anyone had ever passed. The stairs are dark and full of goods, of course, no one will pass there, not to mention the atmosphere is eerie and a bit scary at night like that time."Damn it, how can that person disappear when everyone's eyes are so wide open”When he arrived in the middle of the stairs, Sam stopped and looked at a room door that was tightly closed, only that room they didn't seem to have checked, he looked at Aris."Have you guys checke
CRIME BOOK 101 A Mad Man?
It didn't take long for the sun to shine again that morning. Sam had just laid his head down for a moment and the sky was bright again. The young detective now occupying his own room in Dakota's apartment lifted the pillow and covered his face."Ouch, why is the sun so annoying, give me a break, Gosh!"Sam is back to his sleep. However, a strong smell wafted into his room, making the worms in his stomach that had not been fed since the night rumble in his stomach, as if protesting."Grrrkkk"He will not pay attention to it. His eyes need sleep more than the worms that need to eat. He would sleep again until ten o'clock.But..“Arrhhh” Sam finally couldn't help himself and got up, his eyes were big, his nose was puffy and he smelled a very good smell coming from the kitchen, how did the smell get to his room? They say a first-class stove that can throw all the smoke and smell of food out, did Dakota scorch their breakfast?Thinking that Sam immediately got up from his bed and still wit
CRIME BOOK 101 The Book
Late afternoon.Ron walked into the team’s office. Putting the submission file that he signed in front of Sam."Are you sure all these cases are over? If Edi Yoke was the killer of Rita Faris and also Bob? Then what about the death of Dan Royce? You haven't found out how the man hung to death on his own house balcony," the man asked.Sam straightened his seat and reached for the suspect's handover documents that were finished and ready to be passed on."Dan Royce was suicide, what else do we need to investigate?" he asked back.Ron stuttered, frowned, and looked at Dakota who looked calm in front of his laptop screen."Is he really suicide?" asked Ron to confirm.Sam nodded.“Of course, Emma found no evidence of self-defence from the victim, and the surveillance cameras in front of the house street did not show anyone was coming when the victim was estimated to committed suicide. Ben Arson came to the house a few hours before Rina and Luk found the body, so it's very unlikely that the
CRIME BOOK 101 Amateur
Edi Yoke almost jumped out of his chair at Dakota had he not been handcuffed to his seat, and Sam could have guessed that would happen."Heh, Dax, it's really annoying, I just get dizzy looking at it, let alone this crazy person?" said Sam.Dakota smiled. He finally put the pen on the table placing it neatly in front of him, while Edi's eyes were still looking at the pen with big eyes."Mr Yoke, you know that a madman won't be charged with murder for mental reasons, but, you forget, you're a psychopath, a psychopath will get the heaviest sentence in a maximum security prison outside the city limits. Have you heard about that place? All the number one serial killers are in there, even their killing ability is far crueler than nonsense words like the one you just said, please, don't embarrass yourself, because all your words just now will only be the subject of ridicule. The jokes in that maximum security prison, you, are nothing more than an amateur who acts as if you are a very good ex
CRIME BOOK 101 Losing Weight
"This class is taking too long" he grumbled looking at his watch.Dakota finally approached. "What are you doing here? I told you I can go to the office later.”The two headed towards the door and out of the hall."Well I'm dropping by, your class is too early, and I'm not even going to the office, so why not just pick up then?"Sam helped Dakota push his wheelchair into the lobby, Dakota stopped his way and turned to Sam, looking at him with sharp eyes. Sam's odds act like there was something."Sam, what's wrong? Is there anything that you want to tell me?” asked Dakota.Sam pulled his lips and scratched his head, it seemed he really couldn't hide anything from his partner.“Heh, Dax, erm, this, might come as a surprise to you, so, I hope you prepare yourself for the news you're about to hear.”“Sam” Dakota stopped Sam's rambling, his partner should already know how he is.Sam held his breath for a moment, looking into Dakota's eyes for a moment."Um, they found Katrina this morning,
CRIME BOOK 101 No Notifications
Sam was standing in front of the office looking at Dakota who was sitting facing the window behind his desk. He had been like that for a few minutes since he left him for the meeting, and hadn't changed his position yet. Katrina's death might be a big blow to Dakota. Whether he thinks about it or not. No matter what, he knew the young woman quite well, he must be feeling a little sad now, poor Dakota. But wait, Dakota has never felt sad, he doesn't know what it's like to be sad.Sam came in and approached, frowning at what his partner was doing because he couldn't see it clearly enough from the outside."Dax, what are you doing?" asked Sam.Dakota did not immediately turn around, he was still focused on seeing the thick book in his lap, there was a small notebook that he had written earlier. He flipped through the book which was his own that he gave to Katrin when she was in prison, from the famous author of the book entitled 'Seeking the Sun at the Bottom of the Ocean'. Quite a thick
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Sleeping Like A Baby
The young man’s face… it was like the face of the stabber at the mall yesterday. He was clearly a special needs child, possibly one of the children from those secret laboratory experiments.Dakota looked at the three campus security guards standing watch, batons in hand. A few more guards were just appearing behind them. Luke moves in front Dakota to keep him from harm.“Hey kid, calm down. Do you know what you’ve done? You just killed someone. You’re smart, you don’t want to die stupidly or go to jail, right?” Luke asked, though he knew it was too late to talk him down, he still had to try.The young man grinned, raising a long, kitchen-knife-like blade that gleamed sharply. He wiped the remaining blood on the blade with his tongue, licking it clean. Luke fought back a wave of nausea.“Oh.”“They study air theory, let them feel what it’s like to fly through the air. That&rsqu
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Bad Feeling
Emma sat back down, and it was now Rina's case. Sam looked serious until his phone in his pocket vibrated. A call from someone he wasn't expecting, just as he thought. Jack Moris from the federal agency."Yeah," Sam said, getting up from his seat. He glanced at Ron across from him, then got up to answer the phone.“You’re incredible! We haven’t even released any reports to headquarters, how did you know about this? Did you plant spies in our office?” Sam asked. Jack Moris’s voice boomed in his ear; Sam had to pull the phone away, his ear aching from the man’s thunderous tone.“Ouch, that’s loud,” he muttered, pressing the phone back to his ear.“This might not even be the same case. Why don’t you let us handle this first? You won’t be late getting information, trust me. It could just be a random attack, like what usually happens. Anyone can go crazy, right? Are you sure this is
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What's Your Desire ?
Morning comes. The sun shone brightly until it hit the highest part of the Bayward One tower and reflected all around it. The busyness of the metropolitan city has been visible since the sun was bright. Far below, the city's main roads are starting to fill with vehicles of all sizes sharing the pollution.Sam had just put on his leather jacket, today was going to be a busy one. He had to go early in the morning to the office for the weekly routine meeting and to analyze the various cases that were piling up.The bombing case at the center has not yet been resolved and several other cases have emerged. He came out of his room, and saw Dakota who was ready at the dining table in the kitchen. As usual, chef Edi looks quite busy in the kitchen.Don't look at his appearance like that, what is clear is that his monthly salary is much bigger than Sam's, he knows that from Kim. Sam just wanted to resign and become Dakota's personal driver, that would be more profitable
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A Killing Machine?
It was getting late, midnight, and Sam had just finished cleaning up. He came out of the bathroom, toweling his hair with a small towel, his upper body bare except for a towel around his waist. He approached the bed where Dakota was already sitting, opening his laptop."Wow, it's midnight, my dear professor. Time for bed, why are you still working?" Sam said, stopping beside Dakota.Dakota looked up, seeing Sam's slightly wet, bare upper body displaying his muscular chest. Sam seemed quite proud of showing it off.Dakota just pursed his lips, ignoring Sam and continuing to look at his laptop screen. Sam smirked; he'd intentionally teased Dakota, but the young man was completely unaffected. He'd hoped for some kind of reaction.Sam sat down next to Dakota. But before he could sit on the soft bed, Dakota moved the pillow from his left side onto the bed, preventing Sam from sitting down."You can get a blanket from the closet. The couchis very s
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More Than A Family
Dakota looked at the takeout container Luke had placed on the table. He watched him slowly sit down."Aren't you with guests? Why aren't you eating with them?" Dakota asked. Luke waved his hand dismissively."Let my secretary keep them company, I said I had important business. Look at this, supposedly amazing steak, almost perfect reviews. Next time we have time, we'll eat at the restaurant, they say it's much better there."said the man excitingly.Dakota looked at the logo on the box."I tried it last week with Sam."said Dakota.Luke's hand movement stopped; he looked disappointed."Oh, really? Was it good? How’sthe rate?" Luke asked."Yeah, pretty good," Dakota replied casually.Luke placed the plate in front of Dakota and carefully took out the neatly arranged steak from the box. Even though it was in a delivery container, the restaurant paid attention to quality, keeping it aesthetically pleasing wit
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What's The Connection ?
Rina approached their office just as Sam came back in after dealing with the attackers. She looked annoyed.“Boss,”Sam turned. He was applying a compress to his jaw, which was swollen and slightly red from the hard hit.“What about the woman? Did she confess?” Sam asked.Rina and her boss went into their office. It was dark outside, and the air was getting cold. Everyone was exhausted.“She’s very good at making excuses, Boss. According to her secretary, there was information about a room that couldn’t be used; she told Amelia because she was in charge of the seminar. After that, she got word to move everyone to the auditorium at the last minute. All the information fits Amelia Roy’s alibi,” Rina replied.Sam sat down, wincing slightly from his bleeding lip, a souvenir from the thug’s punch.“She must have planned everything meticulously. Find out the woman&rsquo
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A Brawl Broke Up
The wail of sirens echoed in the distance. Fire trucks had arrived and were tackling the blaze that erupted from an explosion of some electronic equipment in the now-destroyed auditorium building. Several ambulances pulled up, administering first aid to the victims, including Dakota, Luke Osborn, and Sam, who sat on the side of an ambulance, their faces and bodies covered in dust."Here, let me brush off your clothes," Sam said, brushing thick dust from Dakota's sleeve. They both looked like they'd just cleaned out an abandoned warehouse.Dakota had some scrapes on his forehead, and his clothes were torn; besides the aches and pains from the impact of the debris, they seemed alright. Medics bandaged a gash on Dakota's arm and Luke Osborn's forehead scrapes."Why did they target this building? Man, this was built less than two years ago. If they wanted to blow something up, they should've gone for that old building behind the lab," Luke said, propping his chin in his hands.Sam sat b
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Not In A Good Place and Time
"Having no one to eat with is kind of weird, right? Is Mr. Meyers still reaching out to you?" Luke asked as he opened his takeout bag and pulled out his food, setting it in front of him. Dakota closed his laptop, watching Luke unpack his meal from the carton and arrange it neatly. The guy even opened the chopstick wrapper to hand it to Dakota."Why would he reach out to me? We're not that close," said Dakota.Luke raised his eyebrows at Dakota's response. "Oh, really? I thought you two were close. He often invites you to lunch and waits for your class to finish. If that's not close, then what is?"Dakota opened his lunch box. For some reason, he felt like trying the wet noodles Rina had recommended a while back; they looked pretty good."We have lunch together too,
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No Time for Fever
The sun shone brightly, breaking through the curtains and hitting the long sofa in Dakota’s room. Sam lay face down there all night, still in the clothes he wore yesterday.“Ouch, my body,” he turned over, feeling sore after sleeping on that couch all night.Even though it was the softest, highest-quality sofa money could buy, it would still be more comfortable to sleep in a bed. He remembered that last night because he was so tired, he fell asleep on Dakota’s very tempting bed, so why did he end up there?“Boss, let’s go out!” Edi’s voice still echoed in his head. His forehead was hot, and he was sweating even though the room was cold. He pulled himself up and sat, glancing at Dakota’s neatly made bed. It was nearing noon, eight in the morning when h
