You Haunt The Living Space of a Cute, Lonely, and Broke Detective [MMF4A] [Mystery] [Cute]

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I don't care what your husband does for a living, if I could afford to be parenting I wouldn't be living in a hot apartment. Thank you, madam. Pleasure doing business for you.

Hope we can do this again sometime. That should cover expenses for the next two weeks. Hello, Private Eye Riley speaking.

How may I be of service? Missing file? Family secret? Deceased friend? I'll take the case.

I need to integrate you to get some leads. I would also like to discuss the payment. Of course, we could do that over the phone, but I'd prefer if you would meet me in person.

How does the cafe at Nusperin Street sound? Great! Yes, Mr.

Juanes. I'll see you there at 11. Just look for the person with a red scarf.

This is the first stimulating case since I left the police force. I'd rather eat my guts than take another wife wanting to follow her cheating husband. Not my partner's picture, stupid ghost.

If all of my things drop in the middle of the night, I would get a bloody cat. You hear that? If you don't behave, I'll have you exorcised.

Damn ghosts living here rent-fucking-free. Hm? What was that? I can't afford an exorcist? You are right.

We're going to be stuck with each other for a long time. Or at least until I can get an exorcist. Sorry, sorry.

That was uncalled for. So, what do you want? I've heard that spirits that haunt have unfinished business.

You don't remember anything. I mean, do you at least remember how you died? Leave that to me.

I'm a detective after all. If anybody can find out how you died, it's me. Anything else you want to know? Hm? About the picture? Look at you, asking the personal question already.

Okay. They was my lover. They died.

Was murdered. I left the police force after that. My lover had to pay for something I did.

You see, there was a lot of messed up events happening in the force, and I just couldn't turn a blind eye to all that corruption. The higher-ups thought that hurting my partner would shut me down. Needless to say, it only strengthened my resolve.

Oh, look where that got me. Do I regret it? That's a loaded question.

No, never. Evil triumphs when good is silent. That was something they used to say.

Me? A good person? I wish.

After I quit the police, it was quite difficult to fill my hunger. I mean, you can't focus on your goal if you have a calm mind, and for a calm mind, one must have a full stomach. My mama told me that.

You know, she was a shaman. Maybe that's why I can't see you. Yeah? Is that so? I mean, why don't you accompany me today? I've got a date with a client.

I bet it would be nice to see the world outside after being stuck inside my dingy apartment for this long. Great! Do you need a coat? Do you feel cold? Huh? Shoes? What about shoes? Eh? You're all good? Okay, we have time till then.

Do you wanna see the countryside? Alright, let me just get my coat. Yes, yes, yes, we're early.

It's really cold outside. I thought it would be better inside. Did you like the ducklings? Yes, they were so cute.

And their little tails. So fluffy. Could you feel them? Well, they were fluffy.

Can you eat? Do you want something? Ah, don't worry about that.

I got paid today. I need to eat. I mean, it wouldn't hurt my wallet to feed another.

Stop talking. Why? People are going to think I'm crazy if I'm talking to you.

Ah, let them. Do I look like I care about anybody's opinion? So, what do you want for lunch? Good afternoon.

I was wondering if you were Private I. Riley. I'm Mr.

Johannes. Ah, Mr. Johannes.

Thank you for coming in. Ah, you don't look so good. Are you okay? Who are you talking to? I'm over here.

Oh, I'm sorry, but. .. Ah, I'm so sorry.

I'm not feeling very well. May I leave? We'll just discuss this over the phone.

I'll give you a discount. Give the coffee here a try. It's to die for.

You alright? Do you need anything? No? What happened there? You don't know? That's alright.

Let's just get you home. Are you alright? Have you calmed down? Do you need anything? Okay, alright.

This here used to belong to my mama, the shaman. I never thought I'd ever have to use it. Let's see.

It should be somewhere here. Ah, ghosts and possessions. A spirit may feel a surge of energy if encountered with its cause of destruction.

Oh, no, no. You don't need to worry about it. Just make sure you're comfortable here.

I'll deal with it, okay? I told you that I'll take care of your case. Hello, Private Riley speaking.

This is Mr. Johannes, right? So, uh, shall we discuss your case? Please? We'll talk about it later.

I know, I know. I said that. So, uh, your friend, where did you say they died? Your friend? Uh, uh, right.

So, your friend died in an accidental fire in the kitchen, and you want me to find your deceased friend's family recipe. Where did you say they died? Ah, yeah, yeah.

I've heard of that. That restaurant was a hit, wasn't it? I mean, I could never afford it, but I've heard people from all over the place came there to eat.

So, you want me to find their family secret recipe. Did they, uh, did they not leave behind any will? What about the other family members? Oh, they were an orphan.

Right, right, right. I'll let you know if something comes up. Good day.

I'm leaving. I would love to take you with me, but I think I'll be best if you didn't. I wouldn't be able to stop you anyway.

Fuck, it's dusty. Looks like no one has been here for a while. Christ, that scared me.

This must be the kitchen. And that must be where Mr. Johanna's friend was burned.

That must have been horrible. What? That smells like kerosene.

Why would anyone use kerosene in the kitchen? Christ. I think I'll drop by the police station.

Hm? Oh, uh, this? It's Mr.

Johanna's friend's file. I dropped by the police on the way. I think I solved Mr.

Johanna's case. Hm? Yeah, yeah, I found the recipe.

It was with the file. You see, the file has all the details of his friend's death. It also has their belongings, including the recipe.

It would be claimed by anybody. His friend, as per record, died in an accidental kitchen fire. I mean, nothing out of the ordinary, but quite frankly, I don't think that's how it played out.

I just need one last piece of evidence to be sure. You think I'm impressive? Thank you.

I don't get told that very often. You don't mind if I ring Mr. Johanna's now, do you? Hello, Mr.

Johanna's. It's me again, Private I. Riley.

So, uh, I found the recipe. Yeah, it's at the police station at the moment. You can claim it if you prove that you know your friend.

It shouldn't be hard. You're business partners, right? I saw a picture hanging on the walls of the restaurant.

They'll do. Ah, don't worry about that. I'll accompany you to the police station.

We'll take care of it together. So, that's set. I know I told Mr.

Johanna's that the recipe was at the station. He doesn't know that this detective has got an ace up his sleeve. Oh, and before I forget.

Where was it? Ah, here it is. So this is, well, I really want you to come with me to the police station.

And I have a feeling that you may experience a sudden surge of energy. But there's a way. You could possess me.

What? You don't want to enter me? Am I not good enough? Okay, okay, sorry.

That's too far. I know. But seriously, I don't mind.

I really want you to be with me. It would mean a lot if you could come. You will? Thank you so much.

So, just, let me. Okay, okay. So just place your hand over this pretty drawing.

Yeah, I don't know what it is. Yeah, I don't know what it is. And I'll just place my hand over yours like so.

Okay, perfect. Now just focus. Oh, wow, that's amazing.

It feels a little heavy. Ah, no, no, no, I'm fine. I suppose we should only do this once in a while.

How is it on your end? Hmm? That's all?