Hey * wink *!




Before I start, I have something to clarify.


Yes ............ * throat * ..........................


The criminals seem to turn out to be stupid. I'm pretty surprised by myself that I make the criminals look so stupid * grin *. I do not know why either. But in this part you will learn what the criminals are trying to do to remove their fingerprints (Well then, have fun ....... * sneaky grin *)!




But now it finally starts and I wish you a lot of fun again ........




mysticAngel




P.S.:@Gorilla:Inspiration?......... You're right. I am always "inspired" by other things, but just so that you don’t think the wrong thing about me. I didn't (!!!!!) steal it. Then sorry, because of the similarity * beg your pardon *!


P.S.S.:Thank you everyone for writing me a pickup last time.




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Sherlock Goku and the Mute House (6)






"Damn it, that wasn't planned!"


"Boss, what can we do now?"


"What I told you before! We can only hope that they don't get us and that they are too stupid to identify our fingerprints ......."


The boss and his assistant stood in the dark hut as if moved by thunder. The helper had widened his eyes in shock, but the boss narrowed his eyes to nasty slits. He didn't like the fact that they'd made the stupidest mistakes ever. And he didn't like the fact that sooner or later the alleged master detective would be on their backs. A few drops of sweat ran from his forehead and dripped onto his shoulder. Bulma whimpered from the back of the hut and tried desperately to hop the chair a few meters somewhere. But in vain. It just caused a loud scratchy sound, which was later followed by a rumbling sound.Bulma stopped immediately and listened to the angry voices of the two men.


"Now it's starting to thunderstorm! Well, great!", The boss cursed, but half of his sentence was drowned out in another monstrous thunder.


"I'm so AAAAAAFAR !!!!!!!"


"Shut up, you creep !!!!! You can hope for yourself that the hut won't be struck by lightning!" He snapped in a cold voice,


"What is much more important now is what we do with the little one."


He pointed with one finger at Bulma and a devilish grin crossed the second man's face.


"You already understand what I mean, don't you?" Said the boss again with an expression on his face that even the worst mass murderer would have run away.


"Of course, boss. I'll start right now if you want."


"I ask you to. Have fun!"


The boss broke into a cruel and demonic laugh and the second went to Bulma and released her from her bonds.When he took off the blindfold, she wanted to take the chance and run away, but her liberator held her arm.


"Well, well! Where do we want to go?" He hissed.


He pulled her arm outside in front of the hut and both disappeared into the depths of the forest. Followed by a tremendous thunder and a bestial lightning bolt.








The next day the weather was still bad. The rain pelted down on the streets and houses and the puddles got bigger and bigger. The canal threatened to flood and the people had all taken shelter in the houses. Only one dared go out in this crap weather. A short man in a gray suit and a black umbrella walked hurriedly along the empty sidewalks. He never met a soul. Not a single car drove past him. Even the shops seemed to be closed. But it didn't seem like he wanted to go to a restaurant or takeaway, or the supermarket, or the newest clothing store.His way led him to the small detective office in the heart of the western capital, where he had an appointment. When he got to the building, he quickly disappeared from the flooded street through the front door into the hallway. From there he climbed a flight of stairs and a little later knocked on a wooden door with the inscription:


"Sherlock Goku Private Investigator / Office"


After someone answered him, he opened the door and stepped into the small, musty room. Directly in front of him was a desk where the detective sat and read the newspaper. When the man was standing in front of him, he looked up and unceremoniously put the newspaper aside.


"Kuririn! It's good that you're here. Shall we?"


Kuririn widened his eyes and stared at Sherlock Goku in disbelief.


"Are you crazy? With the bad weather you have to be afraid that you will be washed away! We should rather postpone that to another day."


He took off his wet jacket and carefully hung it over an empty chair.Then he took another chair and sat on it. Sherlock Goku had jumped up in the meantime and went to the kettle and dug out two tea bags {Son-Goku is trying to make tea ......... * giggle * ............ face it before ^^! } .After ten minutes there were two steaming cups in front of them and Kuririn leaned back with relish.


"Have you thought about it again now, Goku?"


"Not very many. That with the boy, we have to check that again."


"His alibi is worth just as much as a drop of water on a hot stone. He can't prove anything. He's pretty deep in the shit!"


Kuririn sipped his tea and looked out the window. The rain almost splashed on the window and made a loud rustling sound.


"Do you think the criminals will strike again?" Kuririn asked further.


"Sure ........... these attacks are far from over. I would love to know what they are up to ............."

"Believe me, you're not the only one. Who do you think it could be?"


"Mhhhhhhhmmmmmmm ................ let me think quickly.", Said Scherlock Goku and scratched his chin, "Well, one thing is certain. It wasn't Piccolo ... ..... "


"How do you come up with that?", Kuririn interrupted him indignantly.


"I have a feeling for that.", He replied, "Trunks? Well, I don't know. I don't feel very comfortable with the boy."


"Ha, who are you telling this.", He interrupted him again.


"I know someone like that. I would trust him ........"


"Who????"


Kuririn's eyes widened and he looked at his friend with interest.


"The guy's name is Vegeta and he's a really bad guy. I've interrogated him before, but he could talk his way out of it and the amount of evidence wasn't exactly what I call" big "."


"And you really mean that it could have been him? Do you know where he is now?"


"Not the slightest clue. And I guess he has an assistant.But I just can't imagine who it could be? Vegeta is a loner. He's got it all behind his ears. An assistant would probably just get in his way. ", Goku just kept talking.


"You already know a lot about the guy, Goku."


"Sure. This is my worst nightmare. I know that he has committed a lot of crimes, but every time the decisive evidence has been missing. How I would like to let this guy go to jail ..........."


"But let's just assume he has an assistant. Do you still know any guys who you've interrogated or who have since been released from prison?" Kuririn asked quietly.


"Of course I know a lot. I was ultimately responsible for the fact that they were even convicted. I tell you, they all hate me like the plague. One who was really bad. His name was Yamcha and he is the biggest idiot I ever have I wanted to blow up a jewelry store back then.But it didn't work. Didn't combine its explosives properly and half blew itself up. The result was; second degree burns and two fat, ugly scars on the face. And the punishment wasn't that harsh either. Only got five years for the attack. Most of it was because of illegal possession of explosives. And then there was this little boy, Chao-zu. He was also called the "handbag thief". Always stole the handbags of old and rich grandmothers. Bad spirit. You couldn't hang anything on him because he was the size and looks of a toddler. At that time I was forbidden from working on the case. Instead, I was given the "phantom" case. He always disguised himself as a phantom and frightened people and sometimes even killed them. Too bad that he chose me as a victim ............ "


Sherlock Goku and Kuririn couldn't suppress a giggle.


"But surely those were just the simple cases, weren't they?"Kuririn asked after recovering from his giggling fit.


"Yes, these guys made it really easy for me. But this Vegeta, he's a pretty tough guy. He was and remains the worst of them. So to speak, the boss of all criminals. It could be that he worked with the others Maybe that's why I got so many people online. She let her do the work while he was just sitting around lazy and making further plans. And you know what I think is weird? "


"No what?"


"Lately the criminals have only one target. The Capsule Corp .. I wonder what that might mean. I've already solved a lot of cases, but those around the CC are still untouched. Well, except for this one. I guess there's a whole lot behind it. And this Vegeta probably as the leader. I just can't figure out what the motive is for the whole thing. Do you have any idea? "


"No, unfortunately not .......", Kuririn replied in a depressed voice, "We'll probably just have to wait and see what happens next."

"But we shouldn't wait too long. My feeling tells me that something will happen again soon."








While Sherlock Goku and his loyal friend Kuririn were still talking about the good old days in this bad weather, there was extreme tension in the hut by the forest. The rain pelted the small rotten house with a deafening roar and the water found its way through the cracks inside. The boss paced restlessly up and down and swore softly to himself. His assistant has not been back since last night and who knows what