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M O N D R A G O N H O T E L, C O N T R O L R O O M. "This is the background of the three men." SPO2 reached the white folder and was instructed to conduct a background check with the Chief Intelligence Officer. Mike accepted it without dismissing the CCTV footage. Observing the three men, he watched them as they parked their vehicles in front of the lobby of the doors leading to the party. This was the scene of the incident. Mike couldn't believe that the cause of their death was suicide and if it was, what is the reason why they committed suicide? Based on their clothes and fancy cars, it is obvious from the state of their lives that they have no problem financially. They were still having fun as the three walked into the lobby, based on the footage. On the fifth camera, you can see the pool area, where the party took place. Friends are happy to interact with other acquaintances. It looks like they are the ones who start the party that's why it is so elegant. Mike continues to
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"What did you find about the four primary suspects?" Casya asked him while walking."None. But they look suspicious," he replied. His forehead creased while reading the information of the victims."What?! You found no evidence but you invited them for investigation? Are you insane? That's against the law!" she freaked out.Mike's eyebrows formed a single line as he looked at her. "There's nothing wrong with what I did and I didn't say I would imprison them without a piece of strong evidence, Casya. You're thinking too much of whatsoever." He shook his head and entered the private room where the primary suspects gathered.When Mike entered the room, he saw one of his teammates questioning a suspect. Four were pulled over to the long table while Mike's teammate was in the middle, throwing questions at them. Seat 1 | Seat 2 | Seat 3 | Seat 4=========== Long table ============ (Detective)"Did you know that you have no right to interrogate us? You never
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Currently, Mike was standing at the end of the rooftop where the incident occurred. His arms are folded as he watches the view of the whole city below. When he looked down at the swimming pool where the corpses had fallen, he was frightened. This hotel is forty floors high - surely no one can really live if one jumps from this height. F O U R H O U R S B E F O R E T H E I N C I D E N T. JB Rosales is currently riding in his Lykan Hypersport car towards the Mondragon Five Star Hotel. Today, they will celebrate the successful negotiation between his family and their business partner. He received so much pride from his whole family that he decided to celebrate the achievement. He invited his close friends, Brian Ramos, and Elyano Bagongbuhay. The three have been friends since childhood. Perhaps their fathers are also close to each other. They share in joys and sorrows—even in selling drugs and unlicensed guns, even in raping. In other words, they are not just typical businessmen, t
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The door slammed shut on the three men. JB entered first and turned to his two friends and signaled them to make sure that no one was following them. The two nodded and looked outside before finally locking the door. The road leading to the storage is not covered by CCTV, even if the storage has no camera inside. So that's how the three of them are complacent. "How's it?" was JB's question. The two shook their heads. Elyano replied, "Safe and clean, no intruder." "Good, because this is extremely confidential. If we fail..." he looked around at Elyano and Brian who swallowed at the same time, "...we'll die." After talking, they began administering the drugs to the attendees. This drug is a product of Montevallo Corp., and what they are doing now is a test in order to become a permanent part of the company. Montevallo Corp. officials explained that the new drugs must be tested on a large number of people to ensure their effectiveness. This assured them that the drug was not dead
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O N E W E E K A G O, B E F O R E T H E P A R T Y. P A S A Y, M A N I L A, 1300 S A N L U I S S T R E E T. In an alley in San Luis, a woman in black is walking quietly and with her head bowed. Medium height, wearing All-Star shoes and both hands are inside her pocket. It was past three-thirty in the morning, and only she and a few stray dogs and cats were on the road. The surroundings were quiet, all that could be heard was the rustling and movement of animals and the fast running of a few vehicles. When she reached the destination, she was aiming for, she stopped and then looked up. "JSB Apartment." Her deep voice was uplifting, accompanied by a horrible smile on her lips. She started walking into the building. She even peeked at the guard house and was greeted by a gaping guard who was fast asleep in the chair. He didn't even bother to turn off the open TV. She proceeded to enter the building. Even though she walked normally, no noise could be heard. No one was even in t
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The woman was shocked at what she heard. That woman's voice was strange, very deep as if death had come from the depths of the earth. "W-What? For m-me? What do you mean?" the woman trembled in fear. She squinted her eyes, trying to gaze at this person's face but she failed. The room is too dim. Based on her height, she's not as tall as every guy. She also remembered how slender the hand that choked her earlier. Then it came into her; this person is a woman. A dangerous one. She might lose her life at any given moment due to her strong and creepy aura. 'B-But what is she doing here? 'H-How did she get in? Isn't it... JB sent her here?! But I promised not to speak! Why would they kill me?! Isn't what they did to me enough—their prostitution?!' Sadness, anger, and astonishment enveloped her mind. Until a tear dripped from the side of Maria Labintino's right eye. The mysterious woman, all of a sudden, chuckled. "Why would I work for someone when I can take care of myself? Killing
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P R E S E N T T I M E. Mike stepped down to the end of the rooftop and then walked around there. His meticulousness was restored so he immediately frowned when he noticed the blood stains on the floor. He walked towards it. He sat down and touched the red liquid with his finger to make sure it was blood. His instincts did not disappoint him. 'This is not a suicide, but a murder. A game where the payoff lives and no one is left behind.' "Mike!" He looked away when he heard her name. Casya greeted him with a steady gasp as she stepped closer to him. He raised his eyebrows and then faced it. "Did you find another clue?" he asked in a baritone voice. Casya nodded quickly. "Yes. Derek called me; they retrieved the victim's phones despite what happened. Luckily, the damage it got wasn't severe," she said while nodding. "And... this time, the killer left a code, unlike our previous cases. They found codes for the murder. "Here, takes a look at this," Casya pulled out a piece of paper
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S E R I O U S C R I M E T E A M O N E, O F F I C E, M A K A T I C I T Y. Tony was busy watching the CCTV footage he had asked for in the hotel control room. It was easier here in their office that he continued watching so as not to disturb the technicians in the control room. The headphones were slammed into both of his ears and it was as if his eyes were glued to the monitor. Every move of the video was fast but everything was still clear in Tony’s eyes. He's the eye of the group. That’s why Eagle Eye is his nickname. His sharp eyesight was one of the reasons why he became the facilitator of their group. His outward appearance likens him more to an unruly child than a legendary officer. His keen insight and quick wit made him more than capable of solving crimes. As usual, his hair is messy, he sits on his place in a slouch, and he never runs out of lollipops to eat. Nevertheless, he's the best hacker in their field. Just be careful not to be deceived by his sly exterior, for some
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