She could see her sisters going over head, they didn't see her or else they would have stopped. But she wasn't in a mood to talk, what she wants is to break this case wide open and that requires to be in disguise.

She enter the water's edge, the place was well lit and filled with noise, smoke and a lot of steel balls making their way to the many goals. But as she wonder around there was another side to this building, behind one of the rows of pachinko machines was a narrow hole, one would have to crouch beneath a thin board between the machines, crawl through the black curtain that is easily mistaken for something solid and maneuver one's self through the cramp corners into a normal stairwell. Down the stairs Buttercup was lead to a dim bar with bright neon on the dance stages where the women (and some gender benders) were performing acts that were very illegal, both in private and public.

But she payed no attention to them as she walked around the room looking for a seat, in doing so she saw a image of the woman and Pep Edge sitting at a table with Him! Buttercup shook her head and sat down, the past image didn't really offer anything useful except that now a villain of chaotic proportions is involved and there were at least five others involved.

She needs to get back to headquarters.

--1--

Ruiji was back in his apartment, the red booklet was out and open while he was busy dialing the numbers. The first one on the list was a busy number, the second number was disconnected. But the third was a answering machine.

"This is Geoff Kisistav, I am not home right now but I'll be back soon."

Geoff Kisistav? Ruiji thought as he written it down on a note pad, he tried the fourth number.

"Citysville city hall offices, may I help you?" A feminine voice answered, Ruiji blinked and looked down.

"Sorry, wrong number," Ruiji lied as he hung up. The letters next to the number read H. T. - or Herbert Testdor -. The mayor of Citysville. The last number was another dead end.

Ruiji rushed as fast as he can to get back to the agency, as he enter the chief's office he notice a black haired woman standing there.

"Sorry," Ruiji said as he try to back out. "I got some important news on the case."

"Mr. Narrator," the chief said as he beckon him to come in. "This is Buttercup Utonium, she is also working on the same case; she also informed me of a villain's involvement in this."

"Really?" Ruiji asked as he closed the door behind him, he felt kind of stupid for being such a rush. "I also found out the mayor of Citysville could be involved in this."

The chief and Buttercup both looked at him, Ruiji quickly explained about Dwayne's apartment, the booklet that and the phone calls. In turn Buttercup told him about the water's edge little secret bar, and Him's possible involvement. In the end it was up to the chief to decide the best course of action.

"The mayor thing could have been place in that book as a decoy, but it is possible that Mayor Testdor is involved," the chief said. "At the moment that's on the back burner, both the bodies and that mystery woman have been identified."

The two detectives blinked but said nothing.

"The one in the morgue is Steve Waldo, he's a chemist that worked at a local company, the other is senator Gevan."

"A senator and a chemist?" Buttercup said blankly, "what do they have to do with this?"

"I don't know yet," the chief said. "But the woman, one Daphne Fras, is convicted of several crimes in this state."

"Did someone found out where she lives?" Mr. Narrator asked.

"Yes, but unfortunately she wasn't there."

"And this chemist's place?" Buttercup asked.

"Empty, stripped over everything even carpet."

"Wow," Ruiji said. "These guys are thorough, but there is another name I did manage to get, a Geoff Kisistav. Is there a way to find where he lives?"

The chief thought about it for a second than tapped a few keys on his computer, opened up a internet connection than enter the white pages of the city to search for the person's name. "He lives at 254 N. Metalgear street."

"Thanks chief," Ruiji said. He and Buttercup left the office and walk down to the elevator.

"Need a ride?" Buttercup asked as she press the call button, "it's going to be a long walk over there other wise."

"Sure," Ruiji said as the doors opened.

--2--

The ride was a bit quite, Buttercup was use to driving a lone and Mr. Narrator was use to being on trains. That didn't stop the constant failed attempts at small talk.

"So," Ruiji said, "what's your psychic talent?"

"Talent?"

"How does your talent present itself?"

"You mean how can I can use my abilities? I guess I can see past events, you?"

"I can link up with a person's sight," Ruiji said.

"How's that work?"

"Well," Ruiji thought on how to explain it. "When I am within a range of someone I can tap into their own eye sight than see what they see, I can't really tell what they're thinking or hear what they're saying but it has it's uses."

They slowed to a stop, the duo had reached 254 N. Metalgear street. A place with a small one story red house with white trim, there wasn't a car in the driveway and everything looked peaceful.

Buttercup and Ruiji got out of the car than approach the front door, Buttercup stood away and around the corner just in case while Ruiji knocked on the door. There was no answer after a minute and Ruiji walked over to the window to see if anyone was in there, there was a soft click from inside that Buttercup could hear with her superhearing. The door was turn to splitters as a hail of bullets came through it, Ruiji was a little dazed from nearly being killed but he manage to pull out his PPK to fire a few shots through the door.

"I'll go around back, you go through the front," Buttercup shouted as she flew around the house while Ruiji kicked in the front door. Sure enough the shooter was trying to escape, Buttercup was in the backyard when she saw the blond woman emerge from the house.

"What the hell?" She said as she spotted the floating puff, but it didn't stop her from raising her gun to shot. Too bad Buttercup was faster and unloaded a single round into the criminal's forehead.

Ruiji had emerged and saw Buttercup had taken down the shooter. Before Buttercup could say anything Mr. Narrator held up something. "Found it on the floor while chasing her, Geoff is a gun store owner and on the back is mayor Testdor's number."

"Gun store owners? Chemist? Senators and a boat load of criminals> tie in somehow, but how?" Buttercup asked. "Let's go report this."