[X] Plan The Future Rhymes and We are a Heavenly Poet
First of all, you need to take a look at the crime scenes. You take out your phone and type the number given to you. "Hello Aleister. I am in need of two favors."
"Their natures?"
"I would like to give a look at where Kihara Gensei was killed." You cup your chin. "I also need a mean of travel that can bring me to Italy and back within the day."
"Both are easy to deal with." He gives you an address.
"Go there for Kihara. Meanwhile I will arrange for suitable transportation."
"Thank you very much. I will be sure to repay your kindness."
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"Is this the place?" You ask your guide, looking around the room. Desk, bookshelves, computers and the like: it has all the stereotypical equipment for a standard study. The only thing out of place is the large hole in the moquette, likely made to remove the blood stains.
"Yes." The security guard replies. "Doctor Kihara was found here. Do you need anything else?"
"No. I only need to remain there, alone, until I am done." He nods in understanding and leaves the room, closing the room behind him.
"Now then..." You lean against the wall and raise a hand, palm facing upward. "
Show me how Kihara Gensei died."
The History of this room answers your command. Reality flickers like a TV when someone changes program, and an old man wearing a doctor coat is seated at the desk, talking on the phone.
"-Yes Kouzaku-kun, I believe this is the best course of action. Contact me again when you manage to obtain one of the clones. By then I will have Exterior's location." He finishes the conversation and lowers the phone. Standing up Kihara Gensei walks to the window.
"What is going to happen now?"
It appears suddenly. One moment there is only Kihara in the room, the next a figure garbed completely in black is standing in the center of the room.
"Pause." You command, and the memory stops. You walk to the mysterious figure and looks at it from various angles. Proportions suggest male gender or a very fit woman. Voice is completely bland like a robot. The heavy coat has no distinguishing features; the pants and shoes are the same. The head is covered by a hood.
There is no face. At first glance it appears it is simply shadowed by the hood, but it is not so: the darkness is too thick, and it doesn't follow the light from the window. You don't need to ask the local spirits to confirm this being is not natural even by the Prosaic Earth's perception.
"Did anyone sense when this one entered the room?" You ask instead.
An unified feeling of negative answer. So the answer is either very good stealthy abilities or teleportation.
You step away from the figure. "Keep going."
Kihara turns around and looks at the figure with curiosity. "Who are you? How did you get here?"
"What is going to happen now?" The figure repeats, ignoring Kihara's questions.
The aged scientist smiles and presses a hidden switch on his sleeve. "You are going to get arrested by the guards I just called of course. And then I will have you-"
"Wrong answer."
With a fluid movement a sword - a simple, straightforward double-edged sword with no decorations - appears in the right hand of the figure, who steps forward and runs it through Kihara's chest.
"The correct answer is: I am going to kill you now."
The scientist gapes, eyes open wide in disbelief. And then the figure is gone, disappearing just as it appeared. Missing the support Kihara's falls on the ground, his life ending ten seconds later. One second after that the guards enter the study and discover the body.
"That's enough." With that command you're back in the present days, frowning slightly.
The mystery is thickening.
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"We're going to pass above Rome in twenty seconds." The pilot informs you.
"Got it." After investigating the crime scene you were informed by Aleister that a special plane was waiting for you. Greatly exceeding the speed of sound, it took only two hours to reach Italy from Japan. How very convenient.
You open the hatch, the strong wind not bothering you in the slightest.
"Wait! You're forgetting the parachute!"
"Oh, I don't need it." You smile at the gaping pilot. "See you again in five hours."
"Wa-" You jump out.
You enjoy the free-fall for the first thousands of meters. At 500 meters you whip out your white cape and tie it around your neck. It spreads like a pair of wings, allowing you to slow down your descend.
Gracefully you land on a roof, dramatically remove your cape for the enjoyment of a couple of pigeons, smile in satisfaction and walk down to the street.
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Finding the place where Biagio Busoni was killed is easy. Reaching it? Less so. Aware that you're an outsider here you do your best to pass undetected, but luckily being faster than even the fastest man alive and able to jump from rooftop to rooftop helps immensely.
Of course the last two are necessary only after you enter the Vatican like all the other tourists. You are a proper gentleman, not a ninja.
"I wasn't aware they make monasteries so gaudy." You comment while entering the room where Busoni was killed. "Then again, this is supposed to be the residence of a Bishop."
In the latter's defense the room itself is pretty Spartan, the only exception a large and, you have to admit, very well made crucifix.
You're in the middle of admiring the artwork when the door slams open, four arrows aimed at you coming out.
You lead backward, dodging them. Then you have to do a literal backflip as the arrows keep coming. Now it isn't as if they can
hurt you, but you need to keep up appearances.
It ends with you needing to jump out of the window, glass shattering as you roll to absorb the fall and use the momentum to stand up.
Right in the middle of a circle of nuns. All of them armed with weapons like swords, spears and bows. Curious.
"Ahahaha! It is as they said: the culprit always return to the scene of their crimes!"
And is that a
miniskirt?
"Uhm..." You raise a hand. "Sorry, can you tell me what is going on?"
"Obviously, your capture!" The little girl points her metal staff at you. "For the murder of His Grace Bishop Busoni I, Agnese Sanctis, am taking you into custody!"
"That doesn't make sense." You frown. "I admit I sneaked inside private property, but what proof do you have that I committed a murder?"
"I don't need proof! I was told that the culprit would return to the crime scene today. The one who appeared is you, thus you are the culprit!"
What? She was told the culprit would come today? Who told her that? And how did they know you were coming, since you decided that only a few hours ago?
....Is this the mysterious manipulator's doing?
Because, to send a group of
humans after you, you aren't sure if feel annoyed or glad at being underestimated so much.
[] Write-in.
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Yes, Academy City has passenger planes that can reach Mach 3. Who auto-destroy when they become incapable of flying. Because.