Author's Warning: There's a bit of disturbed, very R rated content in this chapter. Please read with caution.

Chapter 4: Discoveries

„Did you find something out?" Haruka asked exactly one hour later, entering the chemistry department with an impatient look on her face. Fujiko looked up at the tall blonde and nodded. "In fact, Haruka, yes. You were right. We found tiny tracks of copper in the blood of the last victim…which means that he probably transported the blood into the city with a bin made of copper." Haruka nodded, slightly satisfied that she had been on the right track. "So now we know that he doesn't kill them in the city, but somewhere else…and that he probably lives in the forest. Now we just have to find out where." Fujiko nodded, smiling up at the detective. "That's your job, Haruka." She then informed me. Haruka grinned back and nodded, before saying her goodbye and leaving the chemistry department again.

Michiru sat in the corner of the kidnappers hut, staring down at her feet, while the man himself sat at the couch, just staring off into nothingness. He snapped out of his trance when Michiru softly spoke up: "Could…could I get something to drink?" The kidnapper sighed, then stood up. He walked over to the door of the hut, locked it and placed the key in his pocket, before he moved over to Michiru and untied her wrists. "Get yourself something from the fridge." He then ordered. Michiru nodded and slowly stood up, walking over to the small fridge that stood in the far corner of the small room. She opened it, and when her eyes fell on what was inside, she started to scream. Staring back at her with dead eyes, kept in a glass filled with formaldehyde, was the head of her kidnapper's son.

Haruka sat in front of her computer, tapping the desk with her fingers impatiently while she waited for the search to finish. After a short talk with director Takeshi, she had gotten the allowance to search for people who had a house or hut in the forest in the police' database, and now the blonde waited for the results. Finally, the computer produced a small beeping noise, showing that the search was finished. Upon looking at the result, Harukas eyes nearly doubled in size; there were almost one hundred people who owned a place to live in the forest. "Oh no!" the blonde called out, frustrated. "How am I supposed to check all of them in time?!" She ran one hand through her blonde hair, letting out a desperate sigh. If she would check all of the people the list, she never would find Michiru in time…suddenly, an idea hit her, and she started a new search, this time searching only for men who were single and older than thirty. This decreased the number of people on the list extremely, and in the end, only five names were left. Grinning, Haruka wrote them down and started to get info about them.

"Stop screaming!" the kidnapper yelled, grabbing Michiru around the waist from behind and covering her mouth with one hand. The aqua haired girl started to struggle against her captors grip, her screams muffled by his palm while he roughly pulled her away from the fridge. He violently threw her away from him, causing her to hit the floor with a hard thud. With two fast steps, the man had taken the rope he had tied her up with before and grabbed her wrists, ignoring her struggles and sobs. He quickly tied Michirus hands behind her back, then grabbed her shoulders and turned her around, forcing her to look at him. "And now shut up." He spoke, glaring at her with hate-filled eyes. "You could upset him." Michirus eyes widened at that, and she tried to scramble backwards to get away from him. Her avoids stopped though when the killer suddenly lashed out and punched her face, the force of the blow making her fall on her back once more. She could feel how her lip burst open and started to bleed, but the man simply ignored that and gave her another glare. "Shut up. Now. Or he'll get mad at me and scream at me again. So shut up." He ordered before he walked back to his couch and sat down, staring on the wall ahead of him again. Michiru slowly sat back up, trying to ignore the immense pain that raged through her head after the punch. "It's the only thing I have left of him." The kidnapper suddenly spoke, looking at the aqua haired girl with a mixture of anger and sadness in his eyes. "She took him from me. That bitch. Took him away from me. We just needed the money. No reason to kill him. He robbed the bank for me. He loved me. I loved him…and she killed him. She loves you, doesn't she? I'll kill you. Justice. That's the justice I need." "Please don't do this." Michiru whispered, her eyes filling with tears. Soon, she was sobbing heavily, continually whimpering the same thing over and over: "Please…don't kill me, please…let me go…" The killer shook his head, a demonic grin appearing on his face. "No. You will die…she will pay. She will feel the pain I felt." "It's not her fault!" Michiru suddenly screamed, before she broke down crying. The killer just looked at her expressionless, then returned his gaze to the wall, ignoring his prisoner.

Haruka stared at one of the names on her list, trying to figure out why he seemed so familiar to her. "Goro Nagana…" the blonde thought to herself, mindlessly playing with her pencil while she thought. Then, realization hit her. She did know the name of this man; it was the father of the bank robber she had killed seven months ago. "And two weeks after I killed him, the serial killer showed up." Her eyes widened when she realized who hot the lead was she had just discovered. And another flash of memory came up in her brain; it were a few words that the father of the killed bank robber had said to her before he had left. "I'll make you pay. Believe me, I'll make you pay."