Chapter 9: Interrogations

Uhh ... Michiru stammered on her words, it was hard to think when the headmaster gave that kind of look. We were just delivering a letter that somehow came to our corridors. Makoto cut in, hoping that Setsuna would buy it. I see, carry on then. The two briskly walked off not looking back until they returned to Mako's chamber. Phew, that was close. Michiru sighed, flopping onto the bed. You're telling me. the brunette laughed as they spread out all the false evidence they collected.


So let me get this straight. A district attorney mumbled to a detective, watching their two felons from the opposite glass of the interrogation room. These two _minors_ managed to hack into the security system, evade all security personnel, get into the supposed no-entry vault, crack open the safe, and still manage to get out without being even remotely seen? The detective nodded his head, completely shocked himself. So how were they narrowed down to suspects? An anonymous package came in; video surveillance tape clearly showing these two as the culprits. I see ... The D.A. sighed and entered the interrogation room.

Just curious, why do they always put those glass windows up when everyone knows that someone is watching them? Are they too afraid to show themselves? Haruka asked, staring at her reflection. Don't get cheeky with me, girl. I said I was just curious. she sighed, looking down towards her hands. It had been over 12 hours, and still no extraction team had been sent to release them. Where's Ryu? She asked, hoping that he hadn't freaked out yet and broken protocol. Mr. Matsouiki is in the room just across the hall. You two will be allowed to leave if you give us what we want. It's been a very, very long day for you, just give us your confession and we'll let you guys return home to a warm bed, good food. Haruka glared at the D.A., trying to trick her into saying what they wanted to hear. Hey, I know my rights. I'm entitled to a lawyer before I have to talk to you guys.

The prosecutor sighed and left the room, joining the detective who came from Ryu's interrogation cell, They're good. Too good, someone must be supplying them. What do we do now? We have no choice but to let them call their lawyers, no doubt they must have one if their this prepared. Right ...


Now, how can we link all of this into back to Meiou-sensei, and maybe even, whoever she's working with? I don't know ... Michiru glanced down at her watch, let's head down to dinner. Meiou-sensei might think that we're still conspiring if we make stop showing up at meals. Mako nodded, the two carefully hiding the stuff they collected in her closet. Anyone who dared to enter it would only be ambushed by junk and dust bunnies.