A man sat in a soft wooden chair with red cushions. He stared at the television with a coal black gaze. He lightly pressed the replay button on the remote. Swiftly running a hand through his messy, jet-black hair, he watched as the officers fell like dominoes. "It just isn't possible…" He murmured, the edges of his lips twitching downwards. "Or…is it? After that last case…almost anything seems possible now..." He shook his head, dropping a sugar cube onto the building mountain on his tea cup. "There must be something I'm missing…" He muttered, rubbing his bare feet together. His legs were bent up against his chest.
"This couldn't be related to that case though…this person's work is too messy; at least he was subtle about his work at first…" The man shook his head. "Watari, bring me the security tapes from inside the bank today." He ordered, his eyes never leaving the screen. "I have already gone over them, sir, someone cut the wires just before the crime occurred." An older man answered, standing behind the chair.
The younger man's eyes widened. "Cut the wires..?" He murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why am I not surprised..?" He muttered, shaking his head. He sighed quietly and closed his eyes.
"Ryuzaki, what are you thinking?" Watari asked, raising an eyebrow. There was no response. "Sir…he's not back, you watched the execution yourself; Kira is dead." At those final words the man tensed, at least that's what Watari thought he saw, for Ryuzaki showed no sign of this even happening a split second after.
"I know, Light-k-…" He stopped himself. Watari stiffened a bit, not daring to say a word. Ryuzaki continued after closing his eyes for a moment. "Kira was smarter than this, he had some value for human life; he only killed those who had committed crimes…" He paused, shifting a bit. "These murders have no pattern…they seem to happen at random."
He paused once again, his eyes snapping open. "Random…" He echoed. "Watari, get me a file of recent deaths in London from three months ago up to this date." The older man frowned. "Ryuzaki, where are you heading with this?" The man gave a hint of a smirk.
"If my hunch is right, this person left one flaw in their plan…"
