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The two young doctors sat on their office in order to sign the paperwork and prepare themselves for the visit in their patient's wards.

They were late this day because of Hannah's Palmincton case as Dr. Hakaru assigned the procedure of necrotomy to them.

He thought it would be a useful experience for the girl to see from so close the inside of a human body in real life, before she has the chance to participate in a surgery, and after all there were not much to do in a suicide situation.

"I will undertake Mister Arthur's and Miss Agatha's case. You can continue the small girl's treatment." Law spoke and separated the papers with information he needed about the patients he chose.

"Wait… I will take just a flu and you will take an exocrine pancreatic insufficiency?!" Elga replied feeling deprived.

"You are still in your first week here… I don't want to give you more responsibilities." he explained with a blank face.

The girl just rolled her eyes in annoyment and headed towards the door grabbing aggressively her own papers.

When she was about to exit the room, she almost bumped into a familiar blond female.

"Oh my, be careful darling! I don't want you to get my new dress all dirty! Fufufu." Lana commented, giggling at the brunette's face.

Elga opened her mouth to say something but the other girl didn't let her say a single word and pushed her over waving at Law.

"Lawwww-kun! I thought you must be tired and brought you something to eat! All made by my hands!" she said cheerfully and placed a basket full of bakery products on his desk.

The said boy just sighed exhausted as she was the last person he wanted to see right now and took two steps away from her, securing his personal space.

"You should leave, I've got work to do…" he replied in a serious tone, trying not to give her leeway for chitchat.

"I learned about poor Miss Hannah's suicide! I heard she suffered from depression, though she was always so joyful every time she entered the shop to buy sweets and bread! I would never thought she would do something like that on herself! But who am I to judge her, right? And Mister Palmincton looked awful! He loved his wife so much! After all he would have been nothing without her! Miss Hannah's father was the one who gave him the seat at the bank and the woman, I heard, was very rich! Now he is going to inherit all of her fortune!" she started telling all the gossip she knew at the boy.

"Did you say he is going to inherit everything?" Elga asked, noting this detail on her mind.

Lana turned her gaze towards the other girl and for a moment thought it twice if she should give her attention or not.

"Yes, sweetheart! Does your ears have a problem with hearing?" she answered harshly, trying to insult her.

Elga shrugged off her words and glanced at Law.

This moment the boy knew pretty well what she was thinking and rolled his eyes in reply, wishing she won't do something stupid.

"Is this Miss Hannah's file? Her photo looks awful! Look at her hair, all messy and dully and her face is so pail! I never saw her like that before!" Lana commented taking a hold of the photo in her hands.

"This is how dead people usually look like…" Law responded in a matter-of-fact tone on his voice.

"And where's her scar?"

"Which scar?" Elga asked her curious about the blonde's observation.

"Miss Hannah used to have a scar right under her mouth across the left side of her jawbone. She fell from her house's balcony when she was still a little girl. Irony, huh? Maybe the quality of the photo is not good enough… You should put filters next time!" the girl replied.

"The file's information are supposed to be secret.", Law stopped her as he got tired hearing nonsense and took the photograph from her hands, placing it back inside the file and whisked it away from the girl's view.

"Buuuuut Lawwww-kun, you know I can keep secrets!" she whined and grabbed his shoulder, rubbing her face on it.

*No you can't…*.The boy tried to set himself free and looked at Elga who was smirking devilish at him.

"It serves you right…" she whispered at him keeping a low voice and moving her lips emphatically.

Elga walked off and headed herself towards the ward where her little patient was kept, leaving behind a frowned Law in trouble.

~…~

It was lunch time already and Elga found herself outside of the hair salon where Shachi worked.

She didn't have time for eating as she had to find the truth behind Hannah's Palmincton death.

She was sure there was something more terrifying hiding behind her 'suicide' and many thoughts kept swirling on her mind from the time she realized the woman got killed and specifically who was the murderer.

The girl decided to make a small research on the area as the clock tower was located on a rather crowded place, right in the middle of Pleasure town and its biggest square, and believed that someone might had seen something.

So it was natural to begin her investigation by firstly visiting her friends and asking them what they knew about this case.

Elga opened the door of the hair salon and entered the place, making a small bell ring. Immediately, a very pleasant smell of shampoo and other hair products hit her nose and she turned her gaze searching for her friend. The owner, a raven haired female, who was cutting another woman's hair turned her head to face the girl.

"Hello! Is Shachi here?" she greeted the woman and gave her a kind smile.

"Hey there! Shachi is currently cleaning the storage room. It is located at the back of the shop. You can find him there." she answered smiling back at her and returned to her client.

The brunette thanked the other female and walked some steps towards this direction.

She met a door in front of her and knocked it waiting for an answer.

The red-haired boy opened it and took a surprised expression on his face seeing the girl right before his eyes.

"Elga-chan! What a beautiful surprise! You came for meee~~~?!" he said excited and went for a huge hug but Elga moved some steps behind to prevent the physical contact while sweatdropping at the boy's extra reaction.

"Uhm, I want to make you some questions about this morning…"

"Oh, you mean Miss Hannah's suicide? I didn't see something… You see these days we have a lot of work because of the festival that will take place this weekend at our town, as a result many ladies wanted to refresh their style and have a new haircut.", he answered taking a more serious look.

"Hmm… Alright! Thank you for your time!" the girl replied and went to leave the hair salon.

"I'm at your service, anytimeee Elgaaa-chaaan!" the boy yelled and Elga couldn't help but giggle.

*He is such an idiot… *, she thought and waved him back for reply before she exited the shop.

~…~

"Could you please make me a coffee? I would like it black without sugar and add a pinch of cinnamon." the said girl made her order at the local café and walked towards Penguin who was dusting off the tables.

"Hey Elga-chan, how are you?"

"I'm fine! You know, I wanted to ask you some questions." she prepared her friend and took a look outside from the shop's window.

She could discern the clock tower clearly from there and observed the architecture. It was a tall, narrowed building with its clock right in the middle of it. There was also a small window above the clock face that probably leaded to the tower's attic.

She then focused on her friend and turned her gaze at him.

"Did you see something this morning?"

"I was late for work today and also got scolded for that, so I wasn't able to see even the incident! Don't mention this detail at Volff though, I don't want him to yell at me again, heheh…" he responded, whispering the last sentence near her ear.

"Don't worry I won't tell a single word." the girl replied, closing her one eye at him to ensure she will keep safe his little secret.

"Do you know at least something else about Miss Palmincton that could help me solve this case?"

Penguin glanced at a distant table behind the girl's back, where Law was having his lunch while reading a medical book about pancreas.

Elga didn't seem to have realized the boy's presence on the shop or else she would have left and planned to meet Penguin another time when he would be alone.

She received the message that the boy wouldn't help her with this case and was sure he didn't even believe her in the first place.

He gave his answer clearly, after all, back at the necrotomy room, previously the same day.

Well he didn't exactly say that he didn't believe her right on her face but his body language indicated his true thoughts. And that sign couldn't be wrong, right?

So the black haired boy was hearing the girl's conversation with the other teenager without saying a word or moving from his seat.

He only gave a look at Penguin to cut the discussion there.

The boy shallowed hard some saliva on his throat, feeling anxious as he had the girl standing right in front of him waiting for an answer and Law at the background, looking at him with a dead serious expression, warning him not to give any more information.

"Well?" Elga asked him again trying to catch his attention.

"Elga-chan, you should stop searching for evidence. You don't know if the killer comes after you if he finds out about your intentions! Please keep a low profile and leave the police to do this job." he tried to change the girl's stubborn mind, whispering at her so as not to be heard.

"Wait how do you know, it's a murder? I never mentioned that!" Elga questioned him curious and looked at the direction of the place, Penguin had locked his eyes before.

She turned her head and when she beheld the familiar face of her coworker, she frowned in annoyance.

Elga grabbed her hot coffee and started walking with big steps in order to leave the café.

However, when she was about to wander away from the coffee shop, Penguin took a hold of her hand.

"Maybe taking a look inside the tower will help you solve the case!" he suggested, letting her know that he was by her side.

Elga responded to him with a big warm smile and nodded in agreement.

She knew Bepo would be earlier home today than usual in order to help Volff with the renovation of the place she was going to live, so the clock tower would be her next destination.

~…~

After some minutes of walking she reached the place and stood right before the tall building.

It was an old tower that connected an older era with the modern one as its history reached 200 years before the current days.

It was covered by sharp grey rocks all around and there was an old wooden door in front of her, leading to the inside of it.

Elga decided to open it and pushed it slightly, causing a cricking sound.

She crossed the entrance and saw a caracole with numerous stairs, guiding at the top of it, probably at the attic as she guessed.

She began climbing it and after some time she found herself in a dusty room with a lot of old objects around.

There was a variety of different tools and boxes with cables and metallic bars.

She wandered a bit around the place, contemplating the area until a rather familiar scent hit her nose.

The scent of oxidize blood.

She lowered her head to look below her feet and saw she was standing in the middle of a pool of blood.

She kneeled down and touched the thickened, red-colored liquid, to check the texture on her fingers and ensure herself for its source.

*This must be the place of murder…*, she thought and turned her gaze towards the closed window on her left side.

She approached it and opened it to look down at the ground in order to check the height.

The time was already 14:05 and Elga took a shocked expression on her face and her eyes widened as she realized how Patrick Palmincton killed his wife.

~…~

Inside a dark room of a luxury villa and in front of the fireplace which consisted the only source of light, there was a woman with dark chestnut hair color, big blue almond shaped eyes and a scar across her jawbone, sitting comfortable on a red velvet sofa.

"Miss Palmincton, you've got a call.", a maid talked and the lady left her drink on the table beside her to hold the den den mushi.

She waited silently for the other line to talk.

"What do you mean Patrick, this girl knows you are the killer?", she said in a cold and calm voice."So you are looking her now from your office's window… She went to the clock tower and saw you in the forest?!… Idiot! Now she has evidence on her hands too… We can't leave a small fry like her ruin our plan!", she answered again furious, clenching her fist on the table, making her drink fall on the expensive carpet.

Then, she hanged up and left the room.