Author's Note: As promised there will be one new chapter for this story daily for the next fifteen days. At least that is the plan. Still finishing up a few of these, but won't be difficult to do.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z. At all. I only own my fond childhood memories of it and some of the movies on DVD.
Fight 36
Investigation
Videl hadn't believed in things like magic or super powers since she was a little girl. Truthfully she had never been the most imaginative child either. She had always wanted answers. For her the world needed to make sense. The supernatural only ever made it do the opposite.
In other words, The Great Saiyaman didn't sit well with her. Videl hadn't seen any gadgets that would let him fly, but there had to be a logical explanation. She kneeled down and picked up the bullets her supposed savior dropped. They were definitely real. But surely couldn't be the ones the criminal shot.
If they were then that meant the oddly-clad hero had actually caught bullets being fired from a gun. Which was impossible. Or should be. There was a pretty easy way to prove it too. Just had to check the weapon.
Finding it wasn't hard as it laid right next to the unconscious man. She shuddered as she lifted it up. Not twenty minutes ago this very revolver had nearly killed her. Maybe.
Videl swallowed hard as she realized that the gun was the right model for the bullets. Which meant she needed to check the bullet count. If only four were missing then she was left with two possibilities. One would align with her world view and the other would make her question everything.
Her blood ran cold when she opened the cylinder. Out of the six slots two of them were not empty. Which meant exactly four bullets had been fired from this weapon. Videl really wished she could believe that was a coincidence.
So either Saiyaman actually has powers or he was working with the criminals and this stunt was to gain her trust. She couldn't, wouldn't, believe the latter. It was a gut feeling. Yet the former wasn't possible. So instead Videl chose a third option.
Keep her world view and instead assume he had some unknown technology built into that ridiculous costume. Was she cheating? Yes and was unashamed of it. Videl took a deep breath and laid the evidence down on the ground for the police.
That answered one riddle. The next is how he got into the bank. She had an idea, but needed to check. Though for once she hoped she was wrong. Videl smirked as she knew what her after school plans are today.
The bank surveillance cameras had to of caught it on tape.
Word Count: Approx. 417
