Chapter 2

We started questioning the suspects yesterday, none of the suspects seemed suspicious, most of them probably shouldn't have even been suspects. Today is now us questioning her friends

We arrived at 10:00 and went for a snack to eat before going to the house of the victim's family

"You are the detectives, right?" We nod and she leads us in to the living room to sit. We pull out our paper and pen and I start the questioning "You are her mother?" She nods "Why did you order an autopsy for her death?" I click my pen "My dear Miharu didn't seem suicidal, I know suicidal people don't usually show it but I was in denial" she explained which I wrote down

"What is her main hand, left or right?" I ask because the bullet came from the left side, if she was right handed, there would be sufficient evidence it was a homicide "She could use both of her hands well, but she used her right hand in eating, writing, waving, and more" I nod and write it down,

"Who do you think could've killed her" her face became a look of anger "I know it is her boyfriend, he had tattoos, bright blonde hair, and a delinquent. She would always have bruises on her neck when we visited" I held my laughter, I think that bruise didn't come from abuse, ma'am

"That was also our assumption, at first, but he had an alibi from multiple co-workers he was at work" she seemed shocked by that, then started caressing her chin "I don't know anyone else who would do it then. She has always been friendly and didn't have any enemies that I know off"

"Thank you for you're time ma'am" she nods and hugs me "Thank you for trying to solve this" she breaks the husband smiles before we exit the house

"What do you think" I put both of my hands behind my neck "I think we could get more from her friends. People have become more close to their friends than their family now" I nod before raising my walking pace when I saw the train coming in

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"May we enter?" I say to the young woman, who looks 5 years younger than me "Of course" she guides us to her living room, pulling out our papers and pens we sit down

"What is your relationship with the victim?" She sits straight "I am her close friend. We've known each other for more than 5 years" I write it down before preparing my next question

"Who do you think is her killer" her face turns to a face of anger that was similar to the face of the victim's mom "It's her stalker" I get surprised by the answer. We didn't know she had a stalker,but wasn't in the case file, or list of suspects

"Who is this?" She seemed surprised "You don't know him?" I nodded while she keeps her surprised face "I'm also surprised by how we didn't know that" I did a nervous chuckle "Who is this?" Her face turned to her face of anger, again "Douma, he was her stalker for a few months. I told her to get help from the police or get a restraining order, but she didn't listen" she gritted her teeth

"Did he do anything violent you know of?" She nodded "He pinned her once in our college campus, he was escorted out by our security guards though, who would've guessed he had the guts to kill her too" she scoffed

"That is all, thank you for your time. We will contact you if you are needed again" I nod at her and smile before exiting the apartment

"You look mad" Giyu tells me, which I nod "Why?" I turn to him "I know Douma, he was my high school stalker"