Disclaimer: If I owned Neuro, it would be turned into a REAL reverse harem.
Neuro tapped his foot against the ground rapidly, irritation growing, but smiling none the less. The man he needed to give them the A-class information they wanted was leisurely strolling about the crime scene, asking questions he already knew the answers to. It bothered Neuro of course, but he wasn't going to let that spoil his good mood.
Neuro was in a very good mood, not only because he'd managed to give Slave Number 2 an aneurysm, but because he was now on the path to eating another delicious mystery, bite-sized though it may be.
He sniffed the air as he plunged his fist into Slave Number 1's mouth, and after shaking her about again, took a deep breath and just continued to smile. The case was as good as solved.
"Smell that Yako?" he asked, not actually expecting her to reply. If she did reply it was to merely raise her abnormally large head and give him the doe eyes. "That's the smell of a delicious mystery. This mystery is on the tip of my tongue!" he licked his lips, removing the drool that had made its way down his chin and then threw Yako up in the air as the gloomy officer began to approach them. Neuro's eyes grew wider with each closer step, and brought back his act by using Yako as a puppet, waving to the officer fervently—mostly so Yako would have a very sore arm the following day.
"Officer! Have you any interesting details?" Neuro asked happily.
"No, just the usual ones, which I'm sure you're aware of." He replied, not even looking at the assistant. Neuro smiled pleasantly and whapped his slave on the back, earning a glorious retching sound from her.
"No matter! I'm sure teacher will be able to solve the case easy-peasy!" he threw his face into Yako's and gave her his favorite menacing smile. "Right teacher??" she gulped and nodded nervously, then was dragged away from Officer Sasazuka to be thrown past the yellow tape and land right next to the body.
"Watch it!" a forensics man growled and she quickly rose and backed off of the scene. Neuro came swiftly behind her and latched onto her neck, making sure something sharp from his hand was jabbed right next to her jugular.
For awhile Neuro stood while Yako didn't even bother pretending to be searching for any clues. What a dolt that louse was! However it was only the image he needed of her, and a few "a-ha!"s from her probably wouldn't do much anyway. His eyes moved back and forth, taking in with superior abilities every nook and cranny of the scene.
Had Neuro said the case was as good as solved? He had meant solved.
Taking his slave by the hair, he pulled her up and threw her out to center stage, a.k.a. right over the dead body. Yako shuddered a bit as her favorite shoes were now covered in blood while Neuro showed off his most dazzling smile yet.
"Say it Yako!" he whispered.
"The culprit is...you!" Yako pointed out and was shocked, nay confused, when her finger landed on a police officer. Actually, it was the forensics officer that had warned her to watch it.
"Bravo teacher!" Neuro clapped eagerly. "Now per her request I shall detail everyone in the matters of the Vitruvian Killer!" faster than humanly possible, Neuro shot around to point his middle finger at the culprit. Beady eyes darted about madly, and the sweat he was currently emitting smelled something awful. However, it was meal time, and nothing could make him lose Neuro lose focus. If the little pig didn't kill his appetite nothing would. "This murder, like the ones before it, have several things in common. Aside from the common description of each victim, there is also the very important detail that there are no witnesses." As Neuro watched closely he could see one eye of the man going into the back of his head, as the other ran about wildly in his skull, looking at all of the people staring in shock as their coworker was being accused to a heinous crime. Neuro's smile grew as it became clearer the hateful energy around them was growing. "You murdered them in the dead of night! A forensics officer has indeed knowledge surpassing most in the art of killing. A forensics officer knows more about death and its disturbingly probable causes more than anyone."
The stage was set and all hands at the deck, eyes darting from the criminal to the young girl to her assistant.
"You lured the victims to a secluded area. Then, once they were enclosed in a single room, you shut the door and your process began. You shocked each victim before their death and in their unconscious state stuffed a piece of cloth down their throat and held closed their nose, thereby suffocating them. Then the theatrical part! Taking the golden proportion and nearing it to human possibilities, the perfect height would be 5'7" as a selection for your victim. You chose Da Vinci's work as a model for the death pose, knowing that the police would be more inclined to notice the theatrical posing of the dead body rather than the actual cause of death! Notice the stab wounds—each line is carefully drawn and perfectly cut. Only one who had dissected a dead body could do this, limiting the murderer to a person of medical education. What marks the culprit is this—the time of death. The time of death couldn't be 5 a.m., for if one looks closer one can see here the body is already halfway through the process of rigamortus. After the scene was set you'd come back to work on every case, to 'clean up' after yourself and to remove any clues you may have left behind. You gave the police false information on the time of death to cover your alibi. The Vitruvian Killer is you!" Neuro pointed delightedly and madly at the man, now soaked wet from his own perspiration. He looked around, and seeing as no one was coming to his defense, his trembling turned to twitching.
"I knew I should've taken better care to keep you away!" he hissed at Yako. Yako stepped back a bit, trying to further herself away from the criminal. "DON'T MOVE!" he shouted. "YOU'LL RUIN THE DESIGN!" he dropped to his knees and put his hands on the floor. "You were wrong about one thing girl...I LOVE THE POSITIONS!" he licked his lips and bared his teeth, showing crooked yellow teeth and red gums. "Each new position gives way to a new philosophy! Da Vinci was right! Only men have the perfect body structure, women are meaningless. Look at the beautiful body lying there!!" Everyone looked skeptically to the ground to see the bloated dead man and the pool of blood being absorbed by his hair. "I DID it to show what REAL ART IS! Not some petty women in a geisha house! Our country doesn't know REAL ART! REAL ART lies in the bodies of MEN!" His tongue ran loose and free from his mouth and in the heat of the moment, he jumped up in pursuit of Yako. Yako let out a horrified yelp as panick overtook her small frame, shaking it needlessly. She backed up but in her haste tripped over the dead body, landing on her back. She held up her arms in defense as the forensics officer held up a measuring tape, ready to bludgeon her head in with it.
All in the moment when Neuro smiled, the forensics officer's bag went flying into the air. The fingerprint dust flew around obscuring the image of the young girl, the murderer, and Neuro.
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Isn't that what they say? For I would call this—" Neuro held up his hand, covered in slimy snail-like creatures with pointed teeth and quivering eyes. Each had oozing sores all over their body, and on seeing the defenseless man before them, smiled and laughed with glee, heads becoming larger and smaller, teeth becoming sharper then duller in anticipation of their new food. "True beauty. If I put these in your brain, you should have a whole new concept of beauty!" Neuro smiled and before the criminal could cry out, shoved them into his ear to his brain.
Author's Note: Uh...TBC.
:Author's head is repeatedly smashed into the keyboard by Neuro because he's wondering why the FUCK she made him WRONG:
Anyway, this is a really bad mystery, seeing as I made Neuro wrong. But that was really only about the motive, everything else was right...So, suggestions? I honestly hate the way I wrote this. It's not nearly as detailed as I like. I really just need to read more Neuro, I haven't his voice down, so this is proving harder than I'd like. Not to mention I really don't do mysteries. Love them, yes, write them? Not so much.
So there'll be one more part to this, and then I might make plans for another one. I'm really not sure because 1.) I'm not sure how I want Yako and Neuro's relationship to be. I don't want to ruin Neuro (wait, too late) but the fanart I've seen where he's being sweet is SOOO cute that I might not be able to help myself. And 2.) I'm kind of in the middle of another fanfiction that I really should be devoting my time and energy to. This was really just a whim. So if you have any complaints, suggestions or preferences? Write me!
Oh and real quick; I was going to make this little collection of mine in one story, but then I would lose your nice reviews, and that made me sad. So...yeah.
