Chapter 7

Looking at everyone and everything that moves is frustrating and nerve-wracking. But it was not as bad as the feeling of being watched. JJ, Emily and Rossi have stayed in the police station as they go through files, reports and crime scenes again. There has to be something in these that might give them a clue of the one pulling the strings. So far they have not heard from the other group yet; telling tall tales of their whereabouts to the police in order to keep the operation as low as possible. Garcia did managed to pull something out from the CCG database, and their suspicions were right. The CCG really did have more power than the government which indicates that the agents were meant to be kept in the dark, having the police to be working for the Ghoul Investigators by keeping Ghoul reports to themselves and to the newsreporters (controlling how much they let out, of course.)

"What are we missing here? All I'm seeing are blood-cleaned scenes and false reports, do we even have to ask who wrote them?" JJ sarcastically stated, staring at their board with all the clues that they have written so far. "How long do you guys think that they will fall for this?"

"Long enough before either of them finds out. Right now I'm more worry about those…ghouls. They looked human, which is everyone we meet. Differentiating them is difficult, some of them might be working here." Rossi muttered the last line to himself as he was deep in thought. It really is a scary thought that someone you meet everyday might be a monster that is planning to eat you one day.

The door to their office suddenly burst open and in came some gentlemen in white overcoats and briefcases, looking around the office as if searching for something before stopping at the three agents present. The agents were feeling a bit threaten as the eyes of these strangers pierced through them, reading the details that were present but the agents were not so easy to read and proved to be challenging.

An officer sudden came in panting as he tried catching his breath before speaking frantically in Japanese. The man leading the group of gentlemen came up front and spoke a few words to the panicked officer before sending him away.

"Sorry for the sudden intrusion but the CCG have the right to know the FBI agents that we are assigned to work with. Please do take care of us." The man said in perfect English and bowed with his men, stunning JJ, Emily and Rossi with the declaration. No one told them that the CCG would sent their agents to work with them. Hell, they didn't even expect any help from the CCG.

'So they are suspecting us in uncovering the truth, hope the others have more luck than us.' The three agents could only hope and pray for their safety, while wishing that these people won't cause them any trouble.

Meanwhile inside the CCG headquarter in the 20th ward, Hotchner was talking with the receptionist while Reid and Morgan were looking around the lobby and noticed that the entries into the deeper part of the building have these metal detectors that are usually found in airports. Having these in this kind of organization was strange to them until they saw a few men in overcoats walked through them without sounding the alarm. They seemed to be armed and yet nothing happened. Reid noted to himself that they are not metal detectors.

"One of their investigators is coming to greet us, the receptionist admitted that the CCG sent their agents to these places that have the suspicion of 'criminals', that's what she told me." Said Hotchner while inspecting the detectors. "She also said that those are special kind of detectors. Not for detecting metals, that's for sure."

Just then, a bulky man in black suite came to them. With a suitcase on one hand and and a bandage on the other. He seemed to have been through a war, and those scars of his indicated that it happened for quite a while now.

"Hello, I am Koutarou Amon. You can call me Amon for short. Me and my partner, Akira Mado, are the ones that investigate the crime that have recently occure. We heard that the president of America had sent the best agents here to solve the case, it is an honor to be of any assistants." He said as, reaching out to shake. The three agents shook and were led to a room after passing through a detector, comfirming Hotchner's theory that they aren't for detecting metals as they are currently carrying guns.

Once inside, they were greeted by a young blonde woman in dark suite. With her were files about the victims, and by the looks of it, she was trying hard to find a connection other than they were Americans and naïve tourists.

"Amon," the woman raised an eyebrow without looking up at him, "who are they? You know we don't let other people see us hunting gho-"

"Akira, these are the FBI agents that were sent here to sole the recent cases." Amon cuts her rather quickly, earning questionable looks from the agents. Reid took note of it.

"Oh." That was all Akira said before she looked at them. "I'm Akira Mado, Amon's partner for this case. What is the pleasure that I own to you all?" Straight to the point, with no knocking around the bush.

"I am Aaron Hotchner, Unit Chief of BAU team. This is Spencer Reid, our Supervisory Speacial Agent. So is Derek Morgan here. We are investigating the deaths of these American victims, we're here to comfirm that this is not a terrorize attack and if not, we're here to arrest the one that is responsible for their death." Hotchner knew that that was a lie, he and the rest of his team already found the ones responsible. They still couldn't believe that those ghouls are the ones that did it, and also the fact that one of them saved them. But after meeting with these investigators, they didn't want to turn Kaneki in. Something about them tells the agents that the investigators are not to be trusted.

"Then you're in luck. We have narrow it down to one suspect, he is a very unstable and dangerous young man. We faced him once, he was the one that gave Amon here those scars." Akira pointed towards Amon, later gave them a file regarding the suspect. Not that the agents expect anyone they knew, but to have a suspect that may be another ghoul is worse than having another human criminal. Just as Hotchner open the file, he doesn't really expect to see a young man's face. It was a shy boy with black hair and dark grey eyes. Every detail of him screamed anti-social and shy, so why would they be suspecting him? That was until Hotchner got to the second page where there was a sketch of an older him with white hair. The thing that shocked him the most was that it was the same young man that had saved them from the other ghouls a week ago!

"You're looking at Eyepatch, been a problem for nearly two year now. And these scars were inflicted by him, so it is better for us to deal with him. You can help with the search, after that we will deal with him. He's not someone you want to mess with." Amon stated, looking at his injured arm. "And I should know, this arm of mine hasn't heal yet, thanks to him."

"Do you know his name?" Morgan asked carefully. Trying to think that it was not possible that a kid that young would be able to cause such damage. But he and the others had seen what Kaneki could do, he could kill effectively and afficiently.

"Ken Kaneki, 20 this year. Used to be a student in Kamii University. Quite young if you ask me." For some reason, Amon started to look uncomfortable having this conversation. If the agents knew better, they may have gotten themselves into a very deep trouble.

Somewhere around an abandon building.

"Have you heard? Another gang of ghouls were killed and devoured! Do you think that was him?"

"Who knows, he is an unpredictable specimen. He saved those FBIs from them. He's up to something."

"Should we interfere his affair?"

"No, it will only cause us more losses. He is becoming a full Kakuja now. And you know what that means."

"Oh, yes. I can't wait for his completion. He will be perfect."

"Yes, my dear. A perfect artificial one-eyed ghoul. My perfect creation."