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Fanfic: Sherlock Goku und das stumme Haus(Einleitung)

Chapter: Sherlock Goku and the Mute House (Introduction)

Hi you out there!




Actually, I was planning to let my little survey run a little longer, but the clerks that I received make it clear which FF you would rather have.




And I don't think I have to ask any further questions, because most of them would probably choose number three anyway.




So here it is now.


The FF that you chose. But first I have to get rid of something:




I'm NOT making fun of Goku in this FF. I just think he's really stupid compared to a detective. Ok, it's not as bad as it sounds. But I also think that if he wasn't a bit (very) difficult to understand sometimes, there would be nothing to laugh about. And so also in this FF.






But now it finally starts.


MysticAngel wishes you lots of fun




P.S.: I greet everyone who write me clerks or read my FFs or, better, have read them.

At the FF I made a lot of effort for once.




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Sherlock Goku and the Mute House (Introduction)






"My name is Goku. Sherlock Goku. Master Detective. Up until now, my life has been disrupted by one thing:


Criminal cases, sometimes death threats, sometimes blackmail. But I've also come across kidnappings, thefts and murders. I don't have a quiet minute when I'm working on a case. The perpetrators are clever, I have to admit, but no one can escape Sherlock Goku. I've always got them all up until now. Each. My life has often been in danger as a result, that's true. But with the help of my friends and helpers, I have always managed to get through tricky situations.


The eye is always vigilant. So too mine. I literally smell when there is danger in the air. Nothing can cloud my senses. Because I am the master detective. Sherlock Goku ........ "





A gloomy street in the western capital. A house the size of a castle. The CC. At night, when everyone is asleep, you can hear strange noises. Windows clink, loud rumbling stairs, slamming doors and not to forget the terrible screams. This house has been the target of the nastiest criminal gangs the world has ever seen for quite some time. Terrible fellows. Murderers, blackmailers, thieves, kidnappers and bombers. Nothing is safe anymore as long as these guys hang around town. Day in and day out there is always a new case. Usually near the CC, the perpetrators have a very specific motive. You have a tactic that is very difficult to crack. Even as a master detective, I haven't figured it out yet. The police are in the dark. As always. You can no longer rely on them for a long time. Your compartment with the cases is already overflowing. Almost only with the CC cases, as people always say. None has been resolved yet. So neither the oldest nor the youngest case.Soon the police will run out and I'll be making my visits again. Day after day. Another letter will come soon. I'll be ready in advance. Soon the time will come again. The time of the hunt for criminals .........






A rough breeze blew through the night sky. The stars glittered and the moon lit up the entire western capital. He threw only one house in the shade. A house like a castle. The CC. Everything was quiet. No sound in the streets. No sound from the animals or people. It was so quiet that if a pin had fallen you would have heard it. But even on this quiet night, as the people in this city had not seen for a long time, the danger was in the air.


A dark figure flitted through the streets lit by the moon and street lamps. It cast long shadows on the sidewalk and the front gardens. Her steps were silent and brisk. She crouched down and finally disappeared from the brightly lit street into a dark side street.Her footsteps echoed somewhat on the high walls, but the townspeople did not hear them and went on sleeping quietly.


The figure was slowly but surely approaching its destination. Soon she did it. The "big thing", as they called it among criminals, could be started.


She stopped in front of a house. The house that looked like a castle. She quietly opened the little garden gate. The creak it made sounded incredibly loud in the silence. But nothing happened. Nobody cared about it; they all slept on calmly. The figure walked quickly to the front door and opened it with a pin. Silently she crept into the house and first examined the alarm system. She cut one of the cables with a pocket knife and the system was out of action. Now the fun could begin ........




The city was still quiet. Even in the CC everything was still calm .......




A window shattered with a deafening clang.A figure jumped out like a cat with a large sack over his shoulder. The shards were scattered all over the floor and the figure accidentally split into one and cut its hand. But she didn't care. She ran quickly towards the forest. It was followed by screams full of fear.


"OH MY GOD !!!!!! IT HAS BEEN BROKEN !!!!!! BULMA WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!"


These screams echoed across most of the city. Suddenly at least one light went on in every house. The city that had once been so quiet was in a panic uproar. It happened again. A new CC case. But what was it this time?


Kidnapping, theft, or the start of a new mysterious series of crimes?


The police were notified, but they too could not find the slightest thing through repeated house searches. Nothing was stolen or damaged. Except for the alarm system, but any half-sensible criminal would have switched off the alarm system.Only Bulma was nowhere to be seen. Your parents would be worried. Big worries. Or maybe she went to see friends. Nobody was sure anymore.


The police questioned the letters if they saw anything suspicious before the break-in. Both said no, shaking their heads in panic.


Another CC case and again no trace of any clues. One thing was clear. The time had come. New public crimes lurked in the air. Crimes for the nose. Tricky clues for whoever knew how to interpret them. Perpetrators that only he could catch. He whose name was known almost everywhere. The master detective par excellence.


A new, tricky case for Sherlock Goku ......




sequel follows




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So, that was the introduction. So don't be sad if it's not that long.




You have decided which FF I should write first and now you decide whether I should continue to write on this one.



If you're not interested in the bean after all, I'll stop and write one of the others.


This is my condition for continuing to write:


At least two clerks to continue writing.


But I would still be happy if there were more.


So, criticize what it takes !!!!!




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