BBDW 4 [Black Butterfly] - Nevereverland

By noname but i'm cute ||

Section 4 (UNEDITED)

"You’re here!"

The prison was a complete mess. The sound of running around, interrogating, and shouting out the truth that no one knows was everywhere. When the person in charge popped out, Tim’s voice rose unconsciously.

“What the hell happened? How could a guard bring such a felon out of the dangle and monitor him so poorly!”

“I, I don’t know………. I’m investigating right now, but the guard is already dead……there’s another reason why I called you in a hurry.”

“What is it? Is there a bigger reason than that?”

With the face of a person who has been disturbed by sleep for a week, Jude asked. Feeling a little bemused, the manager hurriedly moved his hand through his pocket. Soon what came to his hand was an envelope of evidence, and as the two detectives mysteriously looked with their eyes, the person in charge opened it with a slightly trembling hand and held it out in front of their eyes. Tim opened his mouth suspiciously.

“……letter, is it?”

“Yes, I think it was probably left for Detective Jude…”

The writing was short.

-See you again. I’ll write to you, Detective J. I wasn’t joking.

As soon as they checked the content, Tim turned to Jude reflexively. On his expressionless face, not a change can be seen. It’s the first time I’ve seen his face like this twice a day. Clenching his molars, Tim looked back at the note written in concise and elegant handwriting. A chill ran through his spine. It was ringing, the bell that signifies the new act.

The press has waned a little. It was, of course, a big news, that a serial killer who instilled irrational fears in people that a young man he met on the street was more likely to die than the chance of dying in a traffic accident. However, after he escaped from prison, the police have not been able to achieve anything, and the escaped criminal also hasn’t done anything for about a month or so. People were still a little nervous, but little by little they forgot about it. At the morning show, he occasionally appeared and made headlines, and it seemed that Alvin Jones, the cause behind articles criticizing the incompetent police on the news, could no longer be a daily threat as before.

Working on the police side was actually much busier than that, but one thing is for certain, one detective who arrested Alvin Jones had a taste of hell. As soon as the news of Alvin Jones’ escape from prison came in, Jude was almost taken away and forced to have an interrogation-like conversation for several days.

‘Didn’t he hint at you the last time you spoke to him?’ ‘Why didn’t you take any precautions?’ ‘Why do you think he only asked to talk to you?’ ‘Did you have a personal acquaintance before?` `How do you think Alvin Jones escaped……’ Jude was on the verge of neurosis and Tim protested bitterly at the sight of his partner who couldn’t sleep well, but the logic was simple. “Is it a problem that he is tired when another person might die again?”

Most of the cases that have become serious have been handed over to the FBI, and little progress has been made since then. All kinds of speculation and unhelpful reports were going rampant, while the investigators’ nerves were getting tired of the malicious pranks of enthusiastic fans. Everyone couldn’t just hang on to this case, and there wasn’t enough manpower.

Around that time, a letter that Alvin Jones had promised arrived. When Jude, who had continued endless interrogations at the police station, returned to his post exhausted, there was a mail with his name written on his desk. The moment Jude, who was surprised to see the sender, said, “Alvin Jones….?” an investigator standing next to him snatched the letter. A little dazed, but Jude didn’t say much. It wasn’t the kind of letter he wanted to see anyway.

But when the investigator who snatched the letter from Jude went missing that night, Jude was a little flustered. And when the new letter was on the desk again, Jude put it in his pocket without telling his superior. Tim who knew the situation seemed a little worried but said nothing.

With so many heads in confusion, Jude and Tim were being called back to the scene with their guns loaded at the report of a new incident.

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