Book 3: Chapter 1: (13)


    The group of four got in the elevator, and when they got off on the first floor, they passed each other with a young man. He was wearing a New York Yankees hoodie that covered his eyes, so they didnt get a good look at his face.


    On their way to the car, ONeill startedining with no hesitation


    Goodness gracious, you just med me for everything! That mans underling just pointed his very illegal fully automatic weapon at me, an unarmed, unresisting civilian,he was clearly doing it with murderous intent, right? Arent you supposed to get paid precisely to protect upstanding citizens from dangerous crises like that? Im constantly getting annoyed by your methods Well what could I do? If I had left it up to you, then the negotiation that took ce wouldve been doomed anyways Impossible! After I introduced you with such passionate devotion to him. Did it not ur to you that I couldve just shouted that you were a detective?! If you had done that then I wouldve beaten you to a pulp Thats it! Brother Kenny! Did you hear that?! Thats awful, sir. Well, its not like I dont get it, but


    Kenny grumbled


    Right? There is no way that I was going to check whether this guys ns were going to work. If I had left it all to him, we wouldve ended up with a few holes in our bodies at best, and like a swiss cheese at worst How deplorable! Do you not know piety at all?! Even in dealings as filled with immorality as that, the unseen hand of god is always present and moving. That atheist way of thinking is the authoritarian like enlightenment that is rotting todays people from within, like- Shut up. Do you want me to send you back to prison? Oh no that again! Oh Lord, please forgive this man!


    Trna was just there quietly right by ONeills side as he sighed. Matoba noticed and he asked her about it as he was opening the car door


    What happened? Hm


    She answered vaguely, and got on the passenger seat. ONeill and Kenny went off muttering among themselves to their own car  a one box vehicle with an exaggerated James Brown portrait painted on it  and drove off.


    ~o~


    A short whileter, just as Matoba was about to start the car, Trna finally opened her mouth


    Kei. We passed by a man back there as we exited the elevator, remember? Yeah That was Nyath Maybell. From high school What?! I have no doubts about it. I dont think he noticed me, but


    It was all full ofpletely illogical things from the very beginning, with Nyaths out of ce appearance Trna was just getting more and more confused.


    Why him? And why was he in a ce like that?


    Matoba was wondering whether it was just someone else, but that was unlikely. She had just had a fight with him a few hours earlier, so there was no way she would mistake him with someone else.


    Thinking about it, normally


    Said Matoba shyly, as he turned moved the car to a spot where they could observe the entrance to Mendozas building


    Mendoza talked about a well behaved young kid, so wouldnt that be Nyath? That would be the logical conclusion Absolutely not


    Trna denied it immediately.


    How can you be so sure? Nyath is not that type of person. His personality is quiet, and he almost doesnt have any friends in school. If youre going to start selling drugs, then you probably need some customers, right? Its not him So theres no possibility that hes just acting like that? If the guy is well aware of his surroundings, then he will avoid standing out and instead have someone do the business for him as a proxy Well thats


    Trna had no words.


    She had taken a liking to him, but its not like she knew Nyath very well either. She only talked with him on the way home from school, so there was no way she actually knew what he was doing at night.


    Well, just by looking at his database record, there was absolutely nothing suspicious about him. Hes just a hard working high school student Record? Did you look Nyath up? Dont look at me like that. I just looked him up to know about him, since you were talking to him so much I- Its not like Im talking that much to him But you were. Every day. look, this is his record Matoba extended his hand with the portable terminal, and she took it with an awkward feeling. The screen, which had turned yellow from all the tobo resin, was disying his extremely short profile.


    Thats it? Thats it. I also looked up his adoptive parents, the Maybells, but they were also spotless. Well we need to get to it and look into it. We cant say anything just yet Its just as his record says. Its not him.


    Trna returned the terminal


    In that case, how do you exin this situation right now? Its not like hes here as a tutor or something for the Mendoza household. This is not the kind of ce a spotless underage kid visits I dont know Ah if only we had a long distance mic. We could perhaps point it towards his apartment and eavesdrop on their conversation A device like that exists? Lets use it! I dont have one. Besides, you need to get legal permission to be able to use it That fundamental human rights god at it again, huh?


    She said with a worn out tone, as Matoba exhaled.


    Well even you eventually got to understand it! Anyways, if Nyath came out, I was thinking that we couldnt just go up to him and restrain him on the spot We cant?


    Trna was half thinking about it seriously, so she opened her eyes wide. Matoba sighed exasperated.


    Heres the thing. Youre undercover, remember? What kind of idiot would just go around showing themselves and risking being-?


    Right at that moment, a part of the apartment building exploded, and his words were cut short. The fumes from the explosion were raging together with the violent attack that came from an apartment on the fifth floor. Almost at the same time, the ss windows of all the surrounding buildings shattered, and even their car that was parked on a separate street started swaying from side to side, and some of the ss splinters came flying their way,nding on the roof of their car.


    Wha-!


    Immediately, the two of them that were hiding below the dashboard, raised their heads timidly and looked up astonished at the gigantic body of mes and ck smoke that were rising towards the night sky.


    Is that Mendozas apartment? Obviously


    Matoba recovered himself from his daze quickly and turned on his wireless earphone


    V21 to HQ! We have a code 21 at an apartmentplex in Corinthos! The address is Mayroad number ah one three nine one! I repeat, an apartmentplex in Corinthos no, its not all of it, as far as I can tell its only the fifth floor. Its an emergency, call the firefighters and a few ambnces as well no, I dont know yet. It just happened. In any case, send them over quick!


    A lot of screaming and yelling was flying around all over the ce. Matoba cut off hismunication, and started cursing at the sight of the destroyed hood of his car.


    Nyath


    Trna mindlessly got out of the car and only looked at the mes rising from the apartment.


    ~o~


    They were made to wait two hours inside the car until the drenched firefighters at the scene extinguished the fire and told them toe in.


    Within those two hours, the head of the seventh department, and the head of the crime prevention department argued intensely about whose responsibility this was, and the firefighting offices investigation team and the forensics team were talking all over about crime scene preservation, as the police department supervisors were repeating the same useless. The ADF (Alcohol, Tobo, Firearms) department investigators were offering information to the citys insurancepany representatives.


    And the two of them stuck waiting inside the car spent the entire time arguing and throwing insults around.


    ~o~


    In the end, along with the authorities reaction protocol, and all involved parties, the forensics team managed to carry on their scene preservation duties, and atst after establishing a minimum entrance zone, they let Matoba and the Special Vice Squad into what once was Mendozas apartment.


    I didnt expect that. To think that these guys would be so nonchnt about this


    Water sprinklers kept spraying intensely. Matoba looked up at the ceiling, andined


    Isnt that typical of extreme bureaucracy and hierarchies? I wonder how they would be acting if this were some kind of modern violent terrorism or something Thats easy with terrorism. The terror unit from the police department would immediately unify everything and take control of the area. With great gravity and imminent danger, a higher up would be granted amand right. Its all defined in the protocol


    Said chief Zimmer as he opened his umbre ready to go. Ultimately he too had been involved with the management problems, and ended up leaving to inform everybody of the police department headquarters intentions.


    Since this time drugs are involved, its all a mess So, what do you think?


    Zimmer was constantly staring at the ckened, distorted spring mattresss remains. There was no way Matoba even knew what actually happened. However


    It wasnt an explosive


    Said Matoba


    These kinds of explosions usually result from gasoline vaporizing or something and then starting a fire. We even found the remains of an empty tank, so Im pretty confident about it. I talked to the forensic guys earlier, and they held the same opinion About how much are we talking about? Gasoline? With a ce this size, that would be about seven gallons. Its an amount that a single guy could carry by himself. I see. So in that case, it would be that high school kid that Exedilika saw who was carrying it within his bag?


    He asked Trna who was standing in a ckened corner, lost in thought. Her metamorphosis was already undone, and she was back to her usual golden hair, light skin appearance.


    Exedilika ? Yes, boss? I was asking you. That Nyath Maybell or whatever was carrying enough explosive materials with him? Well I dont think he was


    Trna answered devoid of energy. Matoba looked at Zimmer in the eye, and seconded her words.


    Mendoza is a drug dealer. He was probably saving some gasoline just in case he had to deal with the police or something. That sometimes happens, with his kind of people. When pushes to shove, theyll use it to avoid having their merchandise confiscated upon their arrest, and instead just destroy it. No matter what, facing a fire is a lot more desirable to them than being sentenced for trafficking. But theres also no way that Mendoza justmitted suicide with all that gasoline Well yeah


    The bodies at the scene still hadnt been subjected to an autopsy. Looking at them superficially, they didnt seem to have any external wounds, but nothing could be said for certain at the time.


    Besides, Mendoza had a very rough bodyguard watching his back with a submachine gun. It didnt have a suppressor or anything, and its quite a loud gun. However, neither me nor Trna heard the sound of a gun at all. I dont think those guys would just be killed by any guy without putting up a fight Maybe they were doused in gasoline suddenly, and didnt even get a chance to do anything about it. And he couldve started a fire with a lighter while they were still recovering from the shock, or something But in that case, the culprit would have been caught in the explosion as well, and we would be looking at five bodies. We were only able to find four.


    Trna asked in return


    Four? Mendoza and his three underlings. Four people in total. That Nyath kid you saw was not among them His corpse? Theres no corpse. None of them match his size Ehya Narsdahme


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