Book 1: Chapter 4.3


    Trna did not object. She fell silent, and seemed to be willing to wait there. Matoba walked through the front entrance of the building and stepped into the elevator, heading back up to Room 603. The main hallway was crowded with people. The residents of the apartment gathered around the entrance to Room 603, whispering worriedly.


    Move out of the way, this is the police.


    Splitting apart the crowd, Matoba walked into the room.


    The room was still heavily scarred from the gunfight that had taken ce within it. The dead body of the Colombian, Alvarez,y sprawled out on the living room floor. In the bedroom was a half-open Boston bag, with various pieces of clothing scattered around it. It seemed that he had been nning to run away, and had been caught in the middle of his packing.


    He examined Alvarezs body. He found a wallet and a set of keys.


    However, he did not find a cell phone.


    Matoba searched through the bedroom for andline phone, but there were none to be found. Even the phone in the living room had seemingly disappeared. Someone hade in and forcibly removed them, ripping out the phone lines in the process.


    Damn it.


    He had been tricked. Without the phone, he wouldnt be able to recover any of Alvarezs calls. Right as they had left the room to chase after the assassin, someone hade into the room to get rid of anything that could be used as evidence. It was a pretty bold move.


    The suspect must have manipted the assassin into fighting back and running away as a diversion. Their goal was to get Matoba and Trna to leave the room.


    Of course, they would still be able to recover his call history by consulting the phonepany. However, he could only do that by order of the court, and the process would take a while. The enemy would use that time to finish destroying all other evidence. But without the recordings, Matoba would have no idea what kind of people Alvarez had been talking with, and what they had been talking about.


    Matoba returned to the main hallway and asked around to see if anyone had seen a suspicious man enter the room. No one had seen anything of the sort. But Matoba did not give up, stubbornly searching every corner of Alvarezs room for any possible evidence. He found nothing. He had no choice but to wait for the forensics unit to arrive, but he wasnt expecting them to find anything.


    Their enemy was clever.


    Up until now, Matoba had assumed that this entire case had been caused by gang drug trafficking. He thought that it had resulted from a war over the highest quality drugs that happened to escte into something bigger.


    However, he now realized that there was much more to it.


    The incredible lengths taken by the suspect to destroy all evidence reflected the severity of the case. That fairy must have been important. Or maybe it was not simply a matter of the fairy being important. Maybe there was a deeper reasoning behind all of it.


    And what about Trna?


    Though that Semanian knights desire to take back the fairy was genuine, she had to be hiding something. Now that he thought about it, it seemed strange for her, of all people, toe to the city to work with him. More than 10 years had passed since the Semanians began to cooperate with the Earthlings. After 10 years of cultural exchange, theres no way they didnt have someone more ustomed to Earths society.


    Despite this, this little girl was the one to arrive. Was there some sort of hidden motive?


    (What does this mean?)


    Matobas mind was flooded with questions. He shook his head and clicked his tongue.


    He could hear soundsing from the street. The local police cars had finally arrived, their sirens ring loudly. They werete. Recently, it was bing more and moremon for them to arrivete to the scene. Unfortunately, the police department did not have the men or resources to keep up with San Teresas steadily rising crime rate.


    Matoba hurried out of the apartment building when he saw what was happening outside. Trna was standing in front of the dead body, arguing with the police officers.


    Roth did not me Matoba at all for rushing into Alvarezs room without his permission. He respected Matobas decision to do so. If anything, Roths own n had backfired, as they would have been able to capture Alvarez alive had they entered immediately.


    But more importantly, I want to talk about the time of the assassination, Roth said on the other side of the phone call. Was Alvarez being monitored? Did they find out about our investigation?


    Just as Roth said, it would be difficult to believe that the timing of the assassination was entirely coincidental. Maybe the suspect had known that they were nning an investigation on Alvarez, and killed him before they had the chance. How did the enemy find out so quickly?


    I have no idea. There are an endless number of possibilities.


    What about the informant, that ONeil guy that you talked to?


    Its definitely possible that he alerted the suspect. It might be his friend Kenny. It might be someone from the Seventh Branch. It might be you, and it might be. The only person we can rule out is this brave young knight here, as she doesnt even know how to use a phone.


    Sitting in the passengers seat, Trna looked at him annoyedly.


    I do know. I read it in a book.


    Oh, is that so? How impressive. You really know a lot of things, dont you?


    Matoba ignored Trna as she red at him angrily.


    So, I will only include the basic details in the report. Id like to talk about this directly.


    Thats fine. However, be very careful. As I expected, theres much more to this case than just gang conflict.


    Understood Lets go.


    Cutting off the call, Matoba stepped on the elerator.


    Where are we going? Trna asked. Her clothes had already returned to normal. The armor that she had been wearing was nowhere to be seen.


    From ce to ce. First, we need to make sure that ONeil didnt snitch. Then, well confront everyst one of Alvarezs acquaintances. Well start with his brothers, and then well ask the owner of the boat that he used to transport the fairy through the gate.


    So hes a smuggler, right? Do you have any idea who he may be?


    What department do I work in?


    The Special Vice Squad.


    Theres your answer.


    The Special Vice Squad mainly dealt with the smuggling and trafficking of drugs, weapons and other illegal items. They were involved in countless undercover operations, and had umted tons of information on smugglers, many of which they still kept a close eye on.


    After the smuggler, probably his girl. But I dont even know if he has one.


    You think thats gonna get you anywhere?


    Well see. Were gonna have to take this one step at a time.