Detective Casanova

Chapter 5 "Mansion"

There was one murder that happened. Janina, a kindergarten teacher, reported she heard a woman yelling for help when she reached there with her husband, Cyzus, and they found the woman dead. Valerie Neowalker, a famous vlogger, is visiting her grandmother here.

“Dead on arrival? ”I asked, and Warren nodded. “Janina and Cyzus are being questioned. It was someone tall in a costume. They can't really identify what the costume is because it happened at 7:24, but they believe it was a bear costume. The Neowalker family is inviting us to their mansion. It's a 4-hour drive,” he explained.

“We’re invited? To the Neowalker Mansion? ”And I squealed, “We’re invited there for questioning, and the Neowalker offers to help our investigation. It's work stuff, not a vacation,” said Warren, and I rolled my eyes.

“Your so bitter," I said. “For the sake of the people in Richershell, can't the two of you just get along? ”The Chief interfered.

"Sorry," I said in my sweet voice. “Sorry,” Warren mocked, and I elbowed him. “Your son is a jerk” I said, and the Chief just laughed.

“Pack your things; you're staying there for two days. Inform your team. Casanova, Quelorens, dismissed.”

“Heck yeah! ”

When I reached my car and started the engine, I was shocked when the car wouldn't start. I kept turning the key, but it wouldn't start.

I almost jumped to my seat when someone knocked on the window. I looked at the window and saw it was

“What the heck, Warren! ”I scolded when I opened the window, and he chuckled, “What do you want? ”I said, sounding annoyed.

“Just wanna say your ugly,” he commented and walked away.

I wanted to yell at him and curse him, but I calmed myself down. I opened my car door to check what's wrong with the engine when Warren called my name.

“I'll take you home. I feel sorry for you,” he said, turning around and walking towards his car.

Fine!

I followed him, and when he unlocked the car, I ran towards it. “Shotgun! ”I yelled happily and opened the door.

“You sound and act like a sixteen-year-old,” Warren commented again. “At least I'm young and beautiful," I answered and smiled.

He drove me home, and I went straight to packing my stuff and things that I would need there.

It was already 8:56 PM, and I realized that I had nothing to eat or cook. So I walked towards the nearest convenience store wearing my panda pajamas.

While walking, I looked across the street where the entrance of the forest is located. A lot of people are surrounding something in there. I got curious, so I walked closer.

I was taken aback when someone in a rabbit costume was dead. It's the same person I thought. It looks like it was stabbed to death. I saw Warren and Davan talking to some locals, and I walked closer when Davan noticed me.

"Cassie,” he called and looked at me head to toe and burst out laughing. “Shut up. If you still want to live,” I warned him, and his face turned serious, trying to hold his laughter in.

“That's the one I saw who stabbed the girl at the hospital,” I said. “By the way, the girl was discharged yesterday, but she left before the police could even call her for questioning,” Warren added.

“We should look for her," I said. “You should get some sleep.” Warren suggested, “I'm the detective of this case. It will kill me overthinking about it.” I defended.

Warren sighed. “My team has been looking for her. No one even spotted her. Maybe she left town.”

“Go get some sleep, detective. We leave early tomorrow,” Davan said, and I just nodded.

I don't have an appetite to eat now, so I just went straight to Amy’s apartment.

“What the double hockey sticks, Cassie. Its 10 PM,” she said, confused and annoyed. Amy never curses; she’s a softie.

“Sorry, b***h. I need to tell you something." I smiled. "Language.” She sighed and let me in. We sat down, and I started blabbing about my plan to privately investigate Marice’s case.

“That’s one good plan. Does Cleira know? ”

"Yes. I called her this morning," I answered.

I stayed in her apartment for a while and left at 12 AM. I just can't sleep at a time like this. We're going to a famous vlogger’s mansion while murders are happening in my town. It's really killing me.

The next day, me, Warren, Davan, Amy, Vincent, Marco, and Chief Arnold went to the Neowalker mansion. We took Chief’s motorhome.

I was enjoying listening and reading the novel I was reading. I started smiling when there's a scene where the female lead and male lead go on a date.

“So cringe”

My reading was interrupted by Warren’s comment, “Who the f**k ask? ”I shot back, “Instead of reading your case’s file, you read that s**t,” he commented again.

“No one cares about your opinion," I rolled my eyes. “I pray that one day you two will get along,” said Vincent.

“I don't like getting along with a bratty, childish, ugly woman.”

Ouch?

“For your information, I'm not a brat nor childish, and I'm freakin’ beautiful. So beautiful that I have many suitors in my high school life," bragged, and Amethyst, Vicnent, and Davan started clapping.

“Where are they now? ”He asked, smirking.

“I pushed them away,” I answered. “With your bratty attitude,” he added and chuckled.

"No. With my high standards.”

“Both of you stop. We're here,” the chief said, and the car stopped. We went out and were awestruck to see a big modern mansion.

I took a picture and smiled like an i***t. "Cringe,” he says again. "Asshole," I murmured.

The staff welcomed us and led us to the living room, which was so beautiful. Whoever designed their mansion is now my hero.

There we saw an old man, Valerie Neowalker’s grandfather Alfred, the richest man in this town, and a couple, Valerie’s parents and her sister Vania Neowalker.

Chief shook hands with Alfred Neowalker. “Thanks for coming here,” Alfred smiled. Despite being rich, they are not the snobby high-class people. That’s what I admire about them.

“Good to be here, sir.”