DEATH WARRANT
DILEMMAS

...THE DILEMMA...

Hear Hana's statement. My body unconsciously stood up to find her.

“Did you see his thumb hurt?'' My words were panicked.

“I don't know exactly, we suspect the writing is blood... Maybe it was from his hands, for more certainly Riko and Surya who know it.”

“Senior, what's up? Did you find any leads?” Welcome Andi who was silent.

‘’Ya..’’

“I don't want this case on hook-link with the stuff that's in your head!’’ The commander cut off the conversation before I could explain. His eyes spontaneously opened.

“Commander! I haven't even explained,’’ my voice is a little raised.

“You're a cop, not a shaman or a psychic. It's better to use your head to solve the riddle written here. Murder cases like this we have often dealt with. So stop to associate it with occult science, records or whatever it is,’’ said the commander riled up.

Hearing that answer made the theories in my head collapse to decompose along with the blowing breath since then.

“Commander, Do we continue our discussion? We should not wait for Riko and Surya first. To have our team report right perfect.’’ Hana raised her right hand trying to make things right.

"Alright, then the meeting we postpone for a while," continued the commander, "Andi, go copy this note!’’

“I've copied the note the commander, but free.’’

“Free?" Murmuring commander. My words seemed to make his mood worse. His face wanted to scold me.

I snorted no matter. “Yes, that paper can't be copied! The result is blank paper, I mean the writing is gone.’’

“Already Misya, save your magical story, at least until they come," the commander replied while forcing a smile. "Andi quickly copy this note to room C!’’

“Any commander.’’ Andi stood up slowly from her chair.

“Andi, I hope you don't ruin it, that's the only evidence we have,’’ I said a little irritated.

“Good senior.’’ He then left us in the room. I play the pen between my fingers. Occasionally looked at the commander and Hana who was silent in her seat. I know their minds are in a fog. But they try to look calm. I guarantee that nature will disappear after seeing the facts brought Andi. Sure.

However, the commander's words were actually also sticky at heart. His words made my soul feel empty and dissolved with the gusts of wind in this 110 m² room. Every now and then my eyes glanced at the emblem of the country and a picture of the president who looked dashing attached to the wall of the room.

His words have a point. How can I think of such a stupid theory without analyzing and probing according to the concepts I have learned so far. But, that theory and analysis could not explain this state at all. Could there be a clue that was missed?

Maybe he was right.. Surely, I missed something? I put my head on the table and thought. How stupid and naive I am. My heart and mind are so full. I felt myself drowning in a bottomless pool of water.

“Misya, you I recruited in this case because of your foresight in executing something even complicated. Your sharp mind is what makes you the best graduate. I didn't know something like this could outwit your brilliant mind. So, I hope you return to being the Misya we know.’’ Pinta commander. His gaze was as if looking at how pitiful I was.

I nodded in response to the praise or reproach he had just said. I don't know.

Maybe he's right. There were a few murder cases I've been through, all solved with my little head. An S-level murder case that has been almost a month unsolved by the police. However, it only took me two days to dismantle it. Right from that day on I got the nickname Sherlock Holmes.

I suddenly thought about handling the case 10 months ago. At that time the news spread of the disappearance of seven children in the capital, all the victims were men. Of course to satisfy his desire and then so satisfied.

killed him.

The perpetrator of the unknown kidnapping made the residents afraid. What a terrible event. However, for me who have long struggled in the criminal world. Such a murder is not surprising. Even I feel like that is the true nature of humans, which is to oppress those who are weak.

It's been almost a month that police have had trouble finding the culprit. Just because I didn't find a clue. For me it's not a problem. Before I was even called to reveal it. Actually, I have got the clue. I didn't know what the police were thinking until I didn't see such a clear clue.

That clue I got from a newspaper I bought from a girl at a red light.

The newspaper reported on the children who were victims and the work of their parents, seeing that it made me realize something.

The first victim was the son of a watchmaker, the second a hat maker, the third a jeweler, the fourth a car loan keeper, the fifth a tailor, sixth, although the work of his parents is not described, the boy works as a messenger.

While sipping coffee at my favorite cafe my face smiled widely as I read it. How not? They may not realize the point that will lead anyone to the culprit. It's really amazing.

Then not long after that I called Riko my close partner. He finally came.

“What's up? Not usually you call me.’’ said Riko when he just arrived.

"Please order first! There's something I want to talk to you about."

Riko ordered a hot cappucino and sat down in front of me.

“See this! do you know?’’ I threw the newspaper in front of him.

“This news, yes I already know.’’

“Okay, I didn't pick it up. The last few days I have been quite busy. Who cares about that anyway." He was silent for a moment after seeing the expression I displayed.  "alright... Didn't they look for him?’’

Riko has long been my partner. In almost every case I run, I always ask him. Not because he saw something. Because he understands my nature.

“Already, but almost a month has not been resolved.’’

His face was so tense after hearing my words. “Misya.... Don't tell me you want to rub it.’’

I'm nodding.

“Misya, it is not your duty let only those who do it.’’

“My stomach feels nauseous these few days... It seems, because no case was given to me." I nodded steadily then smiled. "Then I volunteered. And the commander allowed it."

"Oh no," his voice was lethargic. "Then…"

“You will help me!’’ I showed a sweet smile again.

“Sial, basic lady thirsty mystery.’’ He smiled then. “Have you found the clue?'' sis asked.

“Yes, the instructions are in front of you!’’ My eyes are pointing at the shirt.

“This newspaper?’’ He said with a confused face.

“Just look at the contents.all the victims are children of businessmen. Have you ever heard of a dark joke that recently went viral, he said the most delicious person in the world is a blind man.”

“Hah... You mean?’’

“People never want something they've never seen. People will want something he has seen.’’

“I don't understand you yet.’’

I scratched the head because I saw it objected to digesting my sentence. “Try to see the work of the parents of those missing children! All of them are types of work that are often related to the upper class.’’

He looked surprised. “You mean the rich?''

I'm nodding. “When buying vegetables and meat, rich people will not come to the store and buy it directly.’’

BUT…

“They will visit the store when buying jewelry, as well as when buying a car they will come to choose it.’’ Connect Riko who already understands my point.

SIPS…

“Possibly that's where the perpetrator met the victims. It is not strange that the son of a businessman often helps his parents while studying,’’.

“I can also meet with the sender of the message in the place he used to visit.’’ he continued again with his tangled face.

PROPER…

“He has no need to bother looking for his victims. There he found a victim who could satisfy the desires of the surrounding environment.’’

“People always want something they've seen, pretty interesting.’’ He repeated my actual sentence that was the cursory sentence I had just thought of.

“Yes, if only one or two people may be just a coincidence but if it's up to five or six, this is a planned event.’’

“Means...’’

“How to already understand the outline.’’

“Excellent," his words came to a halt as his eyes fell on the newspaper. "But the seventh victim was a busker who lived on the side of the road, then what about him?’’

“That's the conclusion of this news.’’

“You mean?’’

“Children of the rich and children who live on the streets. Both of them live in very different worlds. If you want to know the answer let's go straight there?'' I got off the bench to pay.

“Eh, where? My order has not even come yet, Misya!’’ He stood in a hurry following me.

“Get someone.’’ My answer is short.

''Who?''

"P-E-L-A-K-U."