Chapter 397
Chapter 397
Kyon returned to the department and picked up ten easiest “A” rank cases to solve. He copied and attached step-by-step instructions to each of them, following which even a complete fool would solve the case.
Elsa had offered him to work for her for six months, but why not cut his obligations 180 times? Lovr’s logic was simple. He couldn’t wait to see Elsa’s reaction when she found out how quickly he got rid of her?
Soon it was evening and then night.
Leila threw a tantrum before going to bed: she refused to sleep and demanded to watch cartoons. Kyon had to calm down the naughty girl, threatening to deprive her of her favorite pastime. An amazingly effective approach!
At night, Lovr noticed Leila tossing and turning and groaning in unsuccessful attempts to fall asleep. Eve did not sleep either. However, it wasn’t because she wasn’t sleepy – her sister kept kicking her. Kyon had to go to their room, sit in the corner of the bed and tell them a story. He would never forget the way the girls looked at him then.
The next day, after breakfast with the girls, Kyon went to the department. He took the elevator to the top floor and headed straight for the head office. The green light turned on, and he went inside.
«Dick Baker?» – Milan adjusted his glasses, surprised to see him. – «What are you doing here?»
Without saying a word, Kyon walked around the office, turning all the recording formations into dust, then he sat in a chair and slapped his hand on the table: «You must see this!»
«See what?» – The head of the department asked, puzzled.
When Dick removed his hand, Milan saw a nephrite under it.
«Something that will blow your mind! Watch carefully.» – Liquid light formed a screen over the entire ceiling when Lovr infused the visual formation in the nephrite with pure energy,
Milan saw a dense forest. The first prince of Liberia, a hefty naked guy, was hanging from a tree branch, suspended by his balls with a fishing line. He was swaying unconsciously from side to side like a pear in the wind.
«Sorry, wrong recording.» – Kyon instantly changed the nephrite.
Milan’s eyes nearly popped out of his head: «WHAT WAS THAT?»
«A mistake.» – Dick coughed dryly into his fist and activated the next recording.
«A mistake? A MISTAKE?» – Milan looked at Dick Baker as if he were a maniac. Where did he get the recording of the first prince hanging by the balls? The mere idea of it was so absurd that Milan thought he had imagined it.
Another screen lit up, showing the head of the department a different recording or rather its copy. It was obviously no original:
In the middle of the night, someone was making a recording through a small hole in the curtains (how did it only get there) from the outside. The room’s interior suggested that there lived someone very rich.
When the girl who was sleeping in bed turned over, Milan could see it was Lindia, Patriarch Clinton’s daughter. Suddenly, a tall man entered the room, and Milan recognized Andrew, Lindia’s personal knight. Andrew put a collar on the sleeping lady’s neck and a bracelet over the family formation on her wrist, then he woke her up, hugging and kissing passionately.
Lindia didn’t come to her senses at once. She screamed in horror and kicked, trying to break free, but she could not use the elements because of the collar. The bracelet blocked the alarm signal in the family formation. It was easy to guess that the knight had set various barriers in the room.
Andrew played with Lindia, kissing her on the lips, on her tummy, down her legs, and even between them, forced her to please him with her mouth and do other obscenities, and then he pounced on her and raped her. He looked like a hungry wolf tearing a poor sweet bunny apart.
«It’s… terrible…» – Milan muttered, clutching his head, his gaze focused on the disgusting scene that could turn the entire Dantes upside down.
As soon as Kyon heard Lindia mention the symptoms that suggested taking the Red Beetle Energy Tincture, he immediately suspected something was wrong. His suspicions were confirmed a thousand times after talking to the doctor and later observing the girl’s reaction to his last question. To get irrefutable evidence, Lovr sent the birds to the Clinton territory with a nephrite in their beaks, made a hole in the curtains with Synergy, and recorded everything that happened late at night in Lindia’s chambers.
«My guess is like this: during the world tournament, Andrew met the patriarch’s daughter in the audience and immediately fell in love with her. He found out who she was and persuaded his father to move to Rosarrio. Over a couple of years, they made a name for themselves and got the Clintons to trust them. Albert became the senior family alchemist, and Andrew proved to be a strong and devoted family knight. But it was only the first step of their plan. To get closer to his target, Andrew organized a setup of the century: at Rosa’s birthday party, he put Stein and Lindia to sleep, making everyone believe that the couple had made love, when in fact, it was Andrew who had raped the girl and made her a child. While society condemned Stein for what he had done, Lindia’s ex-knight was executed for incompetence, and Andrew was appointed as her personal knight because, according to Horace, there was no better candidate to protect his beloved daughter. The patriarch still believes that the new knight performs his duties while this dirty pig rapes his daughter every night.»
«But how… Why didn’t she say anything?» – Milan said in a gruff voice.
«Apparently, he gives Lindia oblivion pills made by Albert with the resources of her family! She considers her knight the best protector in the world and respects him for his loyalty and devotion, not suspecting that this bastard fucks her every night. However, the pills are less effective if taken without breaks. Therefore, I dare to assume the knight has started giving the lady sleeping pills and rapes her while she is asleep. That’s why he needs the Red Beetle Energy Tincture to get rid of symptoms like drowsiness.»
«Оh… great… goddess…» – Milan looked like a simpleton who had discovered the great secret. He still considered Dick Baker a monster but this time, in terms of talent, not his looks. He had too many questions and too few answers. It’s impossible to describe the whole spectrum of emotions that Milan was feeling at the moment.
«I can’t believe it! You have solved this case in two days?! How did you do it? Who the hell are you?» – Initially, the head of the department considered Dick Baker to be stinky scum given to him to spoil the air around. Then he understood that this overly narcissistic young man was talented but had to be taken down a peg. Now Milan was afraid of this brilliant maniac! How else to explain the recording of the prince of Liberia hanging by the balls and the fact that he had solved the sensational case in just 2 days?
While Dick Baker was explaining the details of his investigation, Milan had almost calmed down.
Finally, Kyon said: «It’s not as simple as that, boss.»
«What do you mean, son? Ah well, the bet… I can’t call you son anymore, can I? He-he. And I also need to find a wizard’s cap and glitter! Ha-ha! I still can’t believe that you did it! With this recording, we’ll finally get rid of public criticism and regain our honor! WAIT! What the…?!» – Milan Valentine’s eyes widened as he saw the nephrite with the irrefutable evidence split in two.
Kyon interlocked his fingers and said solemnly: «I cannot turn in the evidence, sir. Not today or anytime soon. It’s my condition.»
«Are you kidding me?» – Milan stood there dumbfounded.
«I don’t think it’s funny. I’ve destroyed a copy of the recording. The original is safe.»
Milan glared at him until he realized that Dick Baker was not joking and yelled indignantly: «Are you fucking crazy? I’m your boss! It’s because of me you are enjoying the privilege of being untouchable! Give me the damn evidence at once! I’m not playing games with you!»
«What evidence, sir?» – Kyon smiled coldly. – «I didn’t see anything, did you? What if you were dreaming? How can you prove otherwise? Who will believe you? The fat novice has solved the “1-S” case in two days… Sounds like the ravings of a madman.»
Milan finally realized why Dick Baker had destroyed all the recording formations in his office. Their conversation and the irrefutable evidence didn’t seem to exist at all!
«Dick… I guarantee your safety and promotion to the second rank! I’m even willing to pay you a bonus equal to the annual salary of a second rank investigator! Turn in the fucking evidence, or else…»
«Don’t threaten me.» – Kyon warned him coldly. – «The original recording is kept in the VIP box in the Golden Pig trade guild. I am the only one to have access to it provided I have no subjugating formation. If anything happens to me, the recording will be sent to the Clintons, and they will do everything to bury the story.»
«Then why did you bring this fucking evidence at all if you’re not going to hand it over? Are you messing with me?» – Milan barked, his face crimson with surging anger.
«It’s obvious, isn’t it?» – Kyon asked with an innocent smile. – «Now that you know who you are dealing with, you will value my opinion, which means you will do whatever I ask you to.»
{The damned freak wants to take advantage of everyone!} – Milan thought and hissed through his teeth, adjusting his glasses. – «I’m no donkey that will move the cart with a carrot dangling in front of him!»
«Any request of mine will benefit the department and you as well. The purpose of my visit is to make you appreciate my talent and my personality in general. As for the evidence, I cannot turn it in now. I need some time. You will get it no later than Lindia has a child.»
«You are going to blackmail the Clintons.» – Milan mumbled wearily.
«Everything is possible.» – Kyon nodded nonchalantly.
«Then think twice before choosing which side you are on.»
«Like any reasonable person, I will favor the strong over the weak. The Clintons will be my enemies anyway, so why not take advantage of them? However, I need time to protect myself.»
Milan realized that he once again had underestimated Dick Baker. He must have had it all planned out, little demon! Milan had better not mess with this guy. It was good to have the fat investigator on his side… Before he changed sides…
By the way, if Dick Baker had not expressed his intentions to blackmail the Clintons, Milan would have had to intervene to save the poor girl from daily abuse. Soon patriarch Horace would learn everything anyway…
«Thank you for your time.» – Kyon got up from the chair and left the office in complete silence. Well, now it was time to start blackmailing the Clintons, but before that, he had to deal with something, and it was not about Elsa.