The Fox and The Wolf

Chapter Summary: Lang and Klavier start investigating, will they manage to get along and work together to actually get some leads? [LangxKlavier]

Special Thanks to: Rugiku

If not for Rugiku I honestly wouldn't have continued this.

If there was one thing that Klavier had to point out that he hated the most when working on cases it would be the investigating part. Usually he would have his partner detective do the dirty work leaving him to just piece things together as the information came. Lang, however, had other ideas as he immediately proposed that the two of them head directly to the place where the suspect was apprehended by the authorities just a few days prior.

The place where they went was a warehouse and old and dusty one at that. Klavier repressed a shudder as he stepped inside and started looking around.

"…missing from everything else." Lang finished with an irritated tone as he kicked a box filled with smuggled Zheng-Fa money.

"Sorry…what was that?" Klavier asked absent mindedly as he grimaced at the sight of a cockroach skittering towards the boxes by the wall.

"Are you even paying attention, kid?" Lang asked, his patience growing thin. "I have no idea why Edgeworth assigned you to this important case but I swear if you're going to just bring me down I'm going to request for a change in prosecution."

"You can't do that, Agent Lang," Klavier pointed out with a frown.

"And why's that? Your precious reputation would be tarnished?" The older mocked and Klavier bit his bottom lip to stop himself from retorting. "As expected of most prosecutors," Lang scoffed before grabbing Klavier by the arm.

"Hey watch it!" Klavier exclaimed.

Dragging the younger towards one of the open boxes, Lang forcefully made him stand in front of it. "See this box?" he asked sharply. "This box is empty. Care to deduce why?"

"….the contents have been taking out?" Klavier tried meekly.

"At least you've got one fucking thing right," Lang snarled as he released Klavier's arm. "This is where the most important item that those smugglers took from Zheng-Fa was contained." He pointed out. "The crown of the current King."

"So let me get this straight, this case is about some jewelry from the Zheng-Fa monarchy. Then why are you insisting that the case be tried here in LA?" Klavier asked.

Lang resisted the urge to punch the man.

"Because the crown is still missing and if we relocate to Zheng-Fa the chances of finding it would become more and more slim."

Klavier blinked and stared at the man, comprehending after a while. "Oh…" he said in a small voice as he looked away.

"Well…let's just look around some more. We might find something," he said as he turned around and walked towards some other boxes.

Lang took in a deep breath before slowly letting it out in an attempt to calm himself. "Brat.." he muttered under his breath before stalking off to inspect some more.

'Shize…I really screwed that up...' Klavier thought to himself as he crouched down, checking the labels of the boxes if there were anything comprehensible to read. 'Working with this guy is really no walk in the park,' he admitted to himself.

"Gavin!" Lang suddenly called out and Klavier slowly turned his attention to the man. "My men will finish the investigation here, you can go."

"What do you mean I can go?" Klavier asked with a frown. "Are you suggesting that I'm not of any use here?" he asked in irritation.

Lang smirked, "You're not so slow after all, kid," he complimented.

The blonds' frown turned into a scowl. "Fine then…I guess I'll just have to investigate somewhere else," he muttered before walking out of the warehouse.

Lang shrugged and turned his attention back to what he was doing.

As soon as he was outside, Klavier walked straight to his motorbike and got on. "I'll show you," he muttered darkly before pulling out his phone and looking at the images he discreetly took. One of the boxes had its label intact. Klavier had taken a picture of it as a lead to trace where the remaining smugglers must be.

With a smirk he gunned the engine of his bike. "I'll show you," he repeated, more confidently this time. Pocketing his phone, he placed his hands on the handlebars before kicking up the stand and zooming off towards the harbor.

TBC