Barry Allen Detective の小説・ストーリー

As he looked around to make sure he didn't forget anything, the door suddenly burst open, and police officers ran in with their guns drawn. "Get on your knees and put your hands up." One of them yelled. Cliff didn't think twice. He got on his knees and put his hands up. He looked at the door and saw a man walk in wearing a grey suit. "I'm detective Dennis Barber. You're under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder and conspiracy to kidnap Natalia Crawford and Hayden Sumner. I'm sure we'll have more charges to add once we get done. We have lots of questions for you and your sick partner. Put him in the car." Dennis said. He saw Cliff shaking, and he wanted to laugh. He should be th

Chris grinned mischievously. “It’s okay. You people can believe what you want to believe. But all of this is just standard procedure and we are going to get that done whether it’s believed to be a waste of time by you or not,” The male officer explained. “My name is Zane Buffay, the chief detective on this case. And we have other suspects, of course, but our prime one is Ms. Linda Wells,” He continued. “This has to be a joke, it has to be,” I said, getting frustrated. “My ex boyfriend literally died and because I found his body, so that makes me his killer?” I was very annoyed and could tell that I had raised my voice a bit.

“Mr. Ken, you’re under arrest for the attempted murder of Mr. Silas. And oh yes, he’s very much alive, just in critical condition in the hospital. You’re also under arrest for so many crimes, but I think we’d leave that for the judge to decide. For now, I’ll just read you your rights and we’ll go from there.” He started to read me my rights as I spaced out. I had to get out of here. I was cuffed and taken to their car. Everything went by like a blur until I found myself in the interrogation room. “Can we talk?” The cop who had arrested me said as I frowned. “I want my lawyer.” He laughed. “My name is Barry. I’ll be the one handling this case, and if you need anything, ask some of my boys and

The detective cursed. "Bloody hell!! Damn it!! He cursed. Allen stood up. "I should head to the hospital. I believe you can finish up here" he said. The detective nodded. "You can be on your way, Allen. We will finish up here" he said. The detective is an old friend of Allen, so Allen touched his shoulder and ran out of the clinic. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“So, you’re claiming ignorance?” “I’m saying I trusted the wrong people,” Richard said, his voice steady. Barrett observed the jury closely, noting how they reacted to each answer. Some seemed skeptical, others thoughtful. “That's all for now,” he said, his voice dripping with false civility. He glanced back at Richard, his smirk widening as if to say, I’ll be back for more. “Your Honor, the prosecution calls its first witness: Detective Louis Grant.” He had been the lead investigator on Richard Stone’s case for years, and everyone in the room knew it.

Allen said as he saw Monalisa's driver, Joe. Allen wanted to say something but Joe signalled him not to. "Are you looking for something?" He asked Alora noticing how she was looking around, "Nope, I saw two people who looked like celebrities inside but I didn't get to see them clearly, maybe some other time”. She said and got into the car ignoring Allen like he didn't bring her here. Joe looked around and as soon as he saw Barry, his eyes flickered, he then smiled at Allen before he drove off.

No sooner had he replaced the phone, than the doorbell sounded. Barry the Biker appeared, his face like stone. “Cops,” he announced. Two detectives had come in. One of them, the older, broad-shouldered and calm, observed everything and immediately established himself as the chief investigator. The other man was younger, his eyes sharp with that restless curiosity of a man still learning how to read a room. They wore plain suits, their badges clipped to their belts. A uniformed officer waited by the door, notebook in hand.

I ask as the Detective moves further into the room and Neil diverts into my office. “How is Olivia?” Detective Dan asks. “She kicked us out of the room. She won't talk to anyone. I want to be in there but somebody thinks she needs space.” Ally rolls their eyes as they speak to Dan. “You must be Ally. My name is Daniel. I am the lead detective on the case. Could we possibly have a chat about last weekend? I need your statement about the break in if that’s okay?” Detective Dan holds out his hand for Ally and they shake it before standing. They both move to my office and I decide to take a glass of water up to Olivia.

My eyes widened and I dropped my spoon when the headline appeared on the screen along with my ID picture and the school doctor’s. The young Senior Investigator Hibara is the prime suspect for the murder of Dr. Celina Marquez, according to our city’s most trusted consulting detective, Arthur Cake.

Police sirens are getting louder and louder, but I’m not taking my eyes off this fucking car. Right when I reach the bushes, the hidden car starts its engine. The tires burn out in the soft dirt for a second before they take off around the tree. I was screaming and yelling for it to stop the entire time. When it speeds past me on the way down, my blood boils when I see a familiar face behind the wheel. Barry. That bastard is dead. He zooms down the hill in the antique Porsche at a dangerous speed, almost hitting a police cruiser on the way.