A/N: okay, I kno ur probably sick of the author notes but me sry. Anywho, this chapter will reveal Darien's last name… if I had already revealed his name and I just don't remember come and tell me so I can fix this chap. K? k.
In Today's Case: Obsession of Murder
Tess was sitting up in her hospital bed. Her hands were folded on her lap. Well, she didn't have them folded considering one hand had a cast. She placed her hand on her head feeling the bandages. She looked over at her I.V. These things in her room were all too familiar. She was hooked up to a Blood Bag that was AB+. She needed the blood anyway.
She sat there in her bed looking at her hands. She then looked up to see her right foot wrapped up in an ace bandage. She had about 5 or 6 stitches on her foot from the broken glass and about 8 stables in her head.
Tess hated hospitals. She hated them with a passion. And she knew that they must've hated her. She's been in a hospitals way to many times. In New York, she must've been there at least 5 times a month. Since there are 12 months in a year she had visited a hospital for her needs 60 times. That's a lot.
Tess's door opened. In came Darien with his black eye. On his bottom lip he had a few stitches but it wasn't bad. He came in wearing the hospital gown like she was. Following him inside was Conan, in the same gown. He also had bandages wrapped around his head.
"Hey guys." Tess said with a smile. Conan climbed up onto the chair and Darien set himself slowly onto her bed.
"What's up?" Darien asked. Tess threw her head back as it hit the wall gently.
"I want to get out of here!" she shouted at him. Darien blinked a few times as he looked at her.
"Don't worry, you'll get out of here soon. Conan said to her. tess looked at him and sighed.
"But when…?" Tess asked as she lowered her head onto her upper chest.
"Well, um… then I'm not telling you." Darien said looking away. Tess looked at Darien.
"Tell me what?" she asked Conan sighed.
"You said something now Darien… you have to tell her." Conan said sighing. Darien sighed as he nodded his head.
"Yeah… I know." Darien looked at Tess. She sat there with her arms crossed looking straight at him.
"What do you have to tell me?" she asked.
"Me and Jimmy are getting out today." Darien said softly. Tess blinked. She heard him. She then flipped out.
"WHY DO YOU TWO GET TO LEAVE! YOU WERE STABBED AND HE WAS HIT IN HIS HEAD AND NEARLY DIED! AND I HAVE TO STAY!" she shouted on the top of her lungs. Darien and Conan blinked as Tess sighed. The doctor walked in. Conan and Darien looked over at him as he closed the door.
"Good morning there Ms Moore." He said. Tess crossed her arms as she rolled her eyes.
"Good morning doc." She said with a slight attitude. The doctor looked at his chart as he rubbed the back of his head.
"Well Ms Moore…"
"Cut all the details." Tess said. "How long do I have to stay here for?" she asked.
"About another two or three days." He answered. Tess's mouth dropped open. She wanted to yell but it wasn't right to yell at a doctor who was only trying to help… or was it?
"WHAT! He's got a knife injury and he was hit so hard in his head nearly died! And they get to leave?" Tess shouted. The doctor looked at his chart again.
"I'm sorry Ms Moore. Mr Edogawa and Mr Rodgers didn't have serious injuries like you do Ms Moore." He said to her.
"What do you call that!" Tess shouted pointing at Conan. "He was nearly killed! And he was bleeding to death!"
"Mr Rodgers wasn't really bleeding to death. Yes he had a serious injury but he wasn't bleeding to death. You Ms Moore went around for an hour with an open wound on your head and let it bleed. I'm surprised your still even here because of it. Now, no more arguing. Mr Rodgers and Mr Edogawa, you have to leave and get ready to be checked out." The doctor said opening the door. Darien looked at Tess.
"See ya latter Tess." He said. Tess crossed her arms as she leaned back up against the wall.
"Bye Tess." Conan said leaving the room behind Darien. Tess rolled her eyes as she laid back down in her bed.
"This is bull…" Tess mumbled.
Darien and Conan were soon out of the hospital and in the car with Rachel and Richard. Rachel looked back behind Darien to see his hand on his wound as he pressed against it.
"You all right Darien?" Rachel asked. Darien looked at Rachel as he nodded his head.
"Yeah I'm fine, I'm just in a little bit of pain." Darien answered. He looked at Conan. "At least I'm not like him who has to wake up every hour while he's sleeping and walk around the house." He added. Conan looked at him and glared.
"So what? I have a concussion alright, leave me alone." Conan said looking out his window. Darien smiled.
"Aw, I'm just picking on you." he said. Conan rolled his eyes.
"Sure." He said. Rachel looked at Conan.
"Be nice Conan." She said. Conan nodded his head as he looked at Rachel.
"Alright Rachel."
When they entered Richard's office. It soon started to ring. Richard walked over to his phone and answered it.
"Richard Moore's Office. Oh hello there Inspector Maguire… there's been a murder? Right, okay on Mane Road? Alright I'll be there soon." Richard hung up the phone. He turned around to face Rachel, Conan, and Darien but they had already left the office. He shook his head as he left locking the door behind him.
Something made a racket. It came from Rachel's room. There at the window someone was coming in. They pulled their body through the window after knocking out the screen. They looked around and smiled to see Tess's bureau. They walked and began searching through it. But they didn't find what they wanted. They turned and looked at Tess's backpack that was sitting there leaning up against the wall. They walked over and opened it searching through it. They pulled out a file and opened it. Inside was all of the information that tess had gathered.
Whoever this person was they pulled out a cell phone and dialed a few numbers.
"Jack? I got it."
Good. Bring it back so we can see what she had discovered about us. And Dojoma.
"Yes?"
Don't cut it so close next time. You don't know if one of them decided to turn back around. Be careful next time.
"Yes s-…"
Click.
Dojoma growled as she hung up. She picked up the file and looked around the room. She was able to tell which on was Tess's and which one wasn't. the neat one she knew belonged to her cousin Rachel and the messed up one with the blankets twisted together was Tess's. but it looked like no one has been it in for a day. She smiled.
Dojoma walked over to the bed. She pulled something out of her pocket and slipped it underneath her pillow. She then turned and looked to see Tess's bureau again. There was something there that she had missed. And it was her gun. Tess's gun laid there like someone had just put it there carelessly. She walked over to the gun and pulled out the cartage out. She saw that it was fully loaded except for a few bullets missing. She didn't care. This was her ticket.
She emptied out the cartage and put it back into the gun. Dojoma placed Tess's gun back like nothing was touched. She walked to the window and began to climb out closing the window. She climbed down the side of the house and landed on her feet with a jump. She walked out of their yard and looked around on the sidewalk to make sure no one saw her. She then proceeded onward down the street.
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Richard pulled up to the house where the murder was done. They looked out the window to see it was a fair size. Like a family. They got out and walked up the walkway. They entered the house. On the rug of the first room they entered which was the living; there were bloody footsteps on the floor. Next to the foot prints was followed by a trail of blood that lead upstairs.
They followed. Walking up the stairs following the bloody trail. Soon they came to a stop in front of the master bedroom. There on the bed covered in blood was a woman. Inspector Maguire was looking at the bookshelf that was full of fantasy books that he has never heard of. He happened to look over and see Richard, Rachel, Darien, and Conan standing there.
"Aw, Richard, you came." He said walking over. Richard nodded his head.
"Yes, why wouldn't I?" he asked. Inspector Maguire looked at the group and then at Richard.
"Tess still in the hospital?" Inspector Maguire asked.
"Yes, and she wasn't to happy when she heard the news that she had to stay there for another two or three days." Conan answered, Richard glared down at Conan.
"Last time I checked he wasn't asking you punk!" Richard's fist came down onto Conan's head. Conan's face froze as pain went through his head.
Then... SLAP! Rachel's hand went across her father's face. "DAD!" she shouted.
"What!" he shouted back placing his hand on the red mark on his cheek.
"Conan has a head wound! Remember! He has a concussion! Remember!" Rachel shouted at him. Richard looked at her as he blinked a few times. Darien sighed.
"Looks like he doesn't remember." He said, "last time I checked it was Richard who had the concussion." Darien added. Richard whipped his head around looking at Darien.
"Shut it will you!" he shouted at him. Darien blinked a few times. Inspector Maguire blinked as he watched everyone basically argue with each other.
"Alright! Coming back to the murder!" Inspector Maguire yelled shutting them all up. Inspector Maguire turned and looked at the woman who laid on the bed covered in blood with her eyes and mouth wide open. "This is what is left of Sheila Dickson." He said. "She was murdered around the time that looked liked was 3 o'clock PM." Conan walked over to the bed and looked at the body.
On the body laid slash marks all over her arms and legs. On the right side of her face was another slash that started from her temple and traveled all the down her to shoulder.
'Whoever killed her made sure she was dead.' Conan thought to himself. He turned his head to speak with Tess but she wasn't there. 'I forgot! Tess is still in the hospital! Now what…?' Conan looked around and saw Darien looking at the books. He walked over to him and tugged at his pant leg. Darien looked down at him. He blinked as he got to his height on his knees.
"Yeah?" he asked softly.
"I'm going to need your help with solve this murder." Conan said to him. Darien blinked a few times. "Since tess is in the hospital, I'm going to need your help."
"Are you sure I'm cut out to do this job I mean… I'm not all smart like you and Tess are." Darien said. Conan sighed.
"You don't have to be smart to know what your talking about Darien. Hanging with Tess as long as you have you must've picked up seomthing from her." Conan said to him.
"Well… maybe a little bit." Darien said thinking about his ability to solve murders. "But I only watched Tess do the murders my parents set up. I never really did anything." Darien said.
"Doesn't matter." Conan said, "now stop being a baby and help me out here." Conan said to him grabbing onto his hand and pulling him to the bed. "What do you think about this?" he asked.
Darien looked at the body long and hard. He noticed the position the hands were in. it was an odd position and they had rope burns.
"She must've been bound or something. See, look there. Rope burns indicating that she was probably bound to something." Darien said to Conan. Conan looked at Sheila's wrist. He nodded his head agreeing with Darien.
"Who are the witnesses or suspects?" Richard asked. Conan and Darien turned and listened to the conversation going on between the two adults.
"We really don't know. There are maybe two of them. But one is the husband of Sheila and the other one is the daughter. And she's maybe nine years old." Inspector Maguire.
"You never know. We've dealt with murders caused by kids before. This one is no different." Richard said placing his hand onto his chin.
"But shouldn't her daughter get a break? I mean… if that's her I hear crying downstairs then I believe that she should be consider no a suspect." Rachel stated. Something in Darien's mind told him to speak up and he did.
"No not really." Darien said walking over. "That saying 'Innocent proven guilty'. Well there's another saying that mobsters of gangsters would use, which is: 'Guilty till proven innocent.' And if its true that you guys have dealt with a murder done by a child then there's no doubt that Sheila's daughter killed her mother." Conan blinked. That sounded like something Tess would say. He really did pick something up from Tess.
Richard looked at him oddly. "Since when did you become an genius when it comes to this kind of stuff?" he asked.
"Well, I have been hanging with your niece for my whole life. And maybe I picked up a few things or two." Darien said. Inspector Maguire nodded his head.
"It makes since really. Tess seems like one of those kids that will explain everything to you till its sunk into your head." Inspector Maguire stated. "And with him hanging around with Tess as much as he says he has… I wouldn't doubt that he picked something up from Tess."
"Right." Richard said crossing his arms. "How about we just go downstairs and question the suspects?" Richard asked heading out of the room. When everyone was gone. Conan walked up to Darien.
"Told you." Conan said. Darien looked down at him.
"Told me what?" Darien asked.
"I told you that you picked something up from Tess. What you just said sounds like something that Tess would say." He answered. "Now come on. There might be a question I want you to ask the suspects." Conan said walking out of the room. Darien shrugged as he followed him walking down the stairs and entering the living room and then into the kitchen.
"Where were you around 3 o'clock?" Richard asked the little girl sitting at the table crying her eyes out.
"I was-was at my-my friend's house-house." She said repeating a word that a sob might have cut in between. "I have her to back me up." She added.
"And what about you Mr Dickson?" Richard asked looking at him. Mr Dickson looked at Richard. He was maybe a few inches taller then Richard and looked tough as well.
"I was at work." He answered. Conan looked at this man. He seemed to fit right. He looked strong enough to hold a woman down. And powerful enough to bound her tightly. Maybe it was him. Conan went to tap on Darien's leg when he walked forward.
"You look like a man that could hold a woman down on a bed and brutally kill her." Darien said again sounding like Tess. "Maybe you did it."
"Why would I kill my own wife?" Mr Dickson asked.
"I don't know. You tell me. Maybe you wanted her dead from cheating on you or for something else." Darien said to him. the man stared at Darien. More likely glared. Darien backed away slightly from the man's glare. It sent shivers up and down his spine.
'Maybe Darien will end up solving the murder himself.' Conan thought. Conan then caught eye of something. He walked over and found a book on the floor. It was opened and flipped upside down like someone had dropped it. He turned it over with his shoe and began to read. His eyes widened at what he was reading. This is what it said:
I want to see her blood on my hands. Knowing that I'll kill her makes me happy. But how should I do it? I have to do it when my daughter is sleeping. And then kill her. Even though I love my daughter but she has to go.
I know how I'm going to do it. I'm going to take a knife from the kitchen and cut open her arms and legs. Then I'm going to drag her upstairs and bound her to the bed. I'm going to rape her. Yeah. I'll rape her and then kill her. And as soon as I'm done I'll lick the blood off of my hands. Blood never tasted so good unless it comes from a helpless woman. I'm strong enough. She'll never break out of my hold.
And my daughter. Well, that's another story. I'm going to rape her and then snap her neck. Maybe cut her throat open and make it look like she suffered from that. But I doubt the police will fall for that.
I'm a man who wants to see blood. A man that would kill to see it. And a man who is obsessed with killing. I've killed four other women and I'll kill her to make it five.
Conan couldn't read anymore. It was disgusting and disturbing. Conan picked something up from the coffee table and placed it into the book. He closed it with his foot to see it was journal. And I was obvious that it wasn't Sheila's daughter's writing. It was a man's. It was her husband.
Conan ran over to Darien and grabbed a hold of his hand dragging him away from Mr Dickson's glare he kept his eyes on Darien. And he saw where he was headed. To the journal on the floor.
"Don't touch that journal!" Mr Dickson shouted out. Darien now stood in front of it. He looked at him.
"What are you? Hiding something?" Darien asked. Mr Dickson didn't answer. Darien picked up the journal and opened it the page where Conan had it on.
"Leave it alone! You're messing with evidence!" Mr Dickson shouted. Darien began to read.
"I want to see her blood on my hands. Knowing that I'll kill her makes me happy. But how should I do it? I have to do it when my daughter is sleeping. And then kill her. Even though I love my daughter but she has to go.
I know how I'm going to do it. I'm going to take a knife from the kitchen and cut open her arms and legs. Then I'm going to drag her upstairs and bound her to the bed. I'm going to rape her. Yeah. I'll rape her and then kill her. And as soon as I'm done I'll lick the blood off of my hands. Blood never tasted so good unless it comes from a helpless woman. I'm strong enough. She'll never break out of my hold.
And my daughter. Well, that's another story. I'm going to rape her and then snap her neck. Maybe cut her throat open and make it look like she suffered from that. But I doubt the police will fall for that.
I'm a man who wants to see blood. A man that would kill to see it. And a man who is obsessed with killing. I've killed four other women and I'll kill her to make it five." Darien read. Mr Dickson growled and lunged at Darien. He jumped over the coffee table and tackled Darien to the floor with his hands wrapped around his neck shaking him violently.
"You'll be the first teen that I'll ever kill!" he shouted. Officers pulled out their guns but Inspector Maguire began to yell.
"DON'T SHOOT!" he shouted. "YOU COULD PIERCE RIGHT THROUGH HIM AND HIT DARIEN!" he shouted. Conan backed away as Darien tried to get out of his hold. But Mr Dickson's grip was much to tight.
"It only takes 3 minutes to strangle someone!" he shouted gripping harder. Darien's face began to turn red. Conan looked down at his shoe. He then threw his leg up hitting Mr Dickson in his Adam's Apple. But that did nothing but made him gag. He swung his fist knocking Conan into the couch. Darien threw his fist up hitting Mr Dickson in the face. His grip disappeared off of Darien's neck as did his hands. Darien coughed getting to his hands and knees. Officers rushed and cuffed Mr Dickson.
"DADDY! WHY! WHY DADDY!" his daughter shouted from the kitchen. Mr Dickson was dragged away.
"I'll get you kid! I'll get you!"
Next Time on Case Closed: "Finally, I'm out." Tess is out of the hospital and she's never felt this good, she's also back in school. But when someone high-jacks the school it gets rough. For the reason, they took a hostage out of Tess's class: Darien.Now, Tess, oddly turns to the help of her cousin Rachel and her best friend Sirena to get this high-jacker. The problem is… is Rachel and Sirena good enough to bring him and his men down? And will they save Darien without getting themselves killed in the process?
Next Time: High-jacked School
Next Conan's Hint: Speaker