Lincoln and Luna receive help from the rest of their siblings in catching Luna's killer.

When, a few minutes later, Luna Loud returned to the living room with a kitchen knife, she immediately discovered two things. The first was that her brother was already there, and the last was that he must do well as a private investigator because his computer wasn't cheap. On the contrary, it was expensive because it was the latest model with a thin casing and a screen wide enough that everyone could see its contents from a distance.
What's more, anyone could do it with ease, and Luna was a perfect example of this, as she could clearly see the detective start typing in his password. In other words, she saw him doing something so private that it made her cover her eyes, or, in short, she started doing something that soon, she learned was pointless. More specifically, she learned it thanks to Lincoln, who, as soon as she started trying to sit on the Texas-style leather couch, remarked with mild amusement:
-Pff, you know, Luna, I appreciate your goodwill, but since this will be our shared laptop, and you'll need to know the password, so maybe you stop before you kill yourself.
In short, he presented her with such a convincing argument that all she could do was agree, stop covering her eyes, and look at the screen, which, as it turned out, was a good decision. All because, thanks to it, she got the opportunity to see her brother enter the years of her life separated by a dash into the password field.
Exactly, apparently, Lincoln was so sad about her death that he chose to honor her memory in a way that was so special she couldn't imagine anything that could overbeat it.
Well, or at least that was what the chestnut girl thought until his laptop displayed a wallpaper that left said password far behind in terms of being touching. More than that, it left it so far behind that they weren't on the same planet, and it's for two reasons.
First was the use of a black, gothic letter "A", stylized as the Ace of Spades, and the outline of a hooded angel holding a cross-shaped guitar, as if it were a sword pointing down.
The last, in turn, was that both logos, which, respectively, belonged to Ace Savva and her old band, were cut in half and folded along the cut line.
In short, they were folded so that it made clear they were equally important to him, and their backgrounds that blended in with each other intensified the message. More specifically, it intensified so much that only because Lincoln started calling Lisa, Luna stopped herself from crying joyfully, and it was the right decision.
Moreover, it was a brilliant decision as just moments later, Lisa picked up their call, silencing her for two reasons. The first was that she had to keep quiet or she would spoil the surprise, and the last was that Lisa had changed so much that she was speechless.
Well, or at least she was speechless on the outside since inside, she couldn't stop complimenting her, and no one could blame her. Eventually, not only did her sister stop wearing glasses, put her hair in a messy braid over her left shoulder, and become plumb, but she also began to look healthier. Moreover, she started looking like virtually any healthy girl, and the only symptoms of being overworked, which made her look like a mad scientist, spoiled this effect. This, however, was only one minor flaw, which, by the way, suited the girl so well that Luna didn't comment on it only because the detective spoke first:
- Hey Lisa, I'm sorry to call you so late, but it's a really urgent matter, so can I still ask for a moment of your precious time?
- You don't have to apologize, brother. After all, we're a family, and it's natural for us to help each other, so don't apologize. Just tell me what you need help with this time
- Okay, Lisa. Long story short, I've just made sketches of a few things related to one case I reopened, and I want you to find a match for them. - The private eyes explained.
- And that is all? Lincoln, sorry if I sound rude, but why don't you email them to me instead of interrupting my work with such late calls?
- Well, here is a problem, Lisa, because this matter isn't trivial at all.- The white-haired replied, then added: - But maybe it would be better if you saw it yourself.
With these words, he made some space, allowing Luna to enter the camera area, and that's what the rocker did, saying:
-Hey, little Einstein, it's been too long. Bet you missed me.
In short, she said something that people usually say after a long separation, and she definitely said it, hoping that Lisa would recognize her. This, however, of course, did not happen, and instead, her sister merely looked at her suspiciously, then asked Lincoln:
-Umm, sorry brother, but can you tell me what some actress who looks like our late sister Luna is doing at your house and what that has to do with your case?
-Actually, a lot, because this case reopened by me is a case of Luna's murder, and it's not an actress, but Luna herself. -White-haired explained.
-Luna herself? Lincoln, is this another Luan's joke? If so, can you stop it- I have significant research to do. - Genius said matter-of-factly.
-No, Lisa, it's not a joke. The girl next to me is really Luna.-The detective said, then added:- And she just returned from the grave to help me solve her murder case
- Pff, Sorry, brother, but is this the best you could think of as a cover story? After all, it is totally impossible for someone to ...
The girl began to speak, but she could never finish because before she could say anything more, her older sister said:
- Project beyond the curtain.
And that one simple sentence was all that was needed to not only make the chestnut girl stop talking but also to force her to babble:
- Wait, how do you know that codename? After all, only one person apart from me has heard of it, but...
And with that, she probably wanted to add something about being dead, but she never did it. All because before she could do so, Luna suddenly showed her hand, causing her sister to stop mid-sentence in confusion, which did not last long. Moreover, this confusion lasted short because soon the woman did the same with the hand with which she was holding the knife, and then, without any warning, first stabbed her own hand, then jerked off a knife.
In short, she'd done something that would have made anyone panic, so, obviously, the chestnut girl did it too and then started babbling about calling for help.
More specifically, she started babbling about that in the way that if anyone had been there with her, they wouldn't have ignored it. On the contrary, they would probably be really concerned about it and cause an unnecessary fuss, so to prevent that, Luna showed her how her hand was regenerating.
In other words, she showed her something that would shock anybody and Lisa was the best example of that because seeing it, she fainted. Exactly, she fainted, or to put it simply, led to a practical repetition of the events of a moment ago, only with her brother in the leading role, since he also panicked unnecessarily. All because before he could grab the phone, Lisa suddenly woke up and, still slightly dazed, said:
-Oh, wow, what a crazy dream it was.
-Really, sis, what exactly were you dreaming about, if I may ask?- Luna asked her.
-Ohh, about nothing special, Luna, just that you're back from the dead.. -
Lisa started replying, but before she could, understood with whom she was talking, and, in total surprise, looked at Luna, who playfully raised her hand to welcome her with words:
-Hey, sis.
Briefly, she welcomed her in so common and unfitting to the situation way that it made the detective almost burst into a laugh. That, however, was only almost, because then he saw Lisa's face, which made his face fall, and that was no surprise.
After all, it was the face she always made after some ground-shaking discovery, and, unfortunately, this time was no different. On the contrary, this time, it was the same, if not even worse, because as soon as she whispered in shock, "For Einstein, it's true," her almost childish excitement exploded with redoubled force. Even worse, it exploded with such force that it took Lincoln to shout her name to calm her down and thus got a chance to ask her:
-Listen, Lis, I know it must be exciting to discover something this important, but can you curb your enthusiasm for now? We really don't have time for this right now.
-Umm, sure, brother, but why this hurry anyway? Is something the matter? - A confused brown-haired asked.
-Actually, yes, Lisa, because you see ...
Luna replied on his behalf before starting, explaining everything while the genius listened with curiosity. More specifically, she listened with interest, which she showed by nodding or giving comments under her nose, and only when the chestnut scientist finished speaking did she show it by stating:
-Okay, I think I have a basic idea now, Luna, but there's still one thing that puzzles me.. - As she said this, she looked at her sister with a suspicious look to ask:
-Why would an all-powerful being like a God even bother giving you some seven-day limit on catching your killer?
-Exactly, Luna, I can't understand it either. - the white-haired added.
-Because he didn't really do it, and it was all my idea. - The woman revealed, making her siblings couldn't help but have questions for her, which, however, they never had to ask because she quickly explained: -
to make the bet I made with Him about my stay on the earth, if I manage to catch my killer, to be a little more interesting.
-Wait, are you serious? Did you really make a bet over it with a God? - Lincoln stated excitedly, making his sister nod, so he added excitedly:
- Omg, that's incredible news, don't you think, Lisa?
-Indeed, big brother, this is certainly incredible news, although I really don't think we can handle it, just the three of us- Lisa noticed, then started thinking, and after a while suggested:
- And that's why I suggest restarting our old special Loud Sibling chat to deal with this.
- Hmm, you know, Lisa, I think you can be right here..- The teenager agreed with her, then ordered as he stood up: - Alright, go call them all, as well as explain everything, and I am going to send you those sketches we did.
After these words, the man, ignoring Luna, who was sitting next to him in total confusion, got up from the couch, grabbed the sketches, and ran to his office. Well, or at least, he planned so because before he could do it, the rocker grabbed his wrist to ask him for an explanation:
-Hey, wait, man, I know you're in a hurry and all, but can you at least explain to me what the hell is going on?
- What's going on, Luna?- Her brother, still in hyped mode, asked as he looked at her, then, taking her hands, added excitedly:
- It's going on that soon we will get nine more people to help, and that's all thanks to the chat group I set up after your death to find your killer with the help of our sisters.
- Oh, so that was it...- Luna started to say as if everything was fine now, but then she realized what exactly the detective had said and couldn't help but ask:
-Wait, did you just say you created a chat group with the rest of our siblings to find my killer?
- Yes, I did it. Pretty crazy, right? - her brother confirmed and then added:
- But it's 100% true. We were so shocked by your murder that we created a chat group to help me search for your killer, and what's more, we even achieved some success in this field.
-Really? – the rocker asked, causing the detective to nod, which confused her:
- But then, why did you ever stop since it was going so well?
- What can I say? The prose of life. - The man explained, shrugging, then he clarified:
- All of them simply decided that in three years of operation, we had not done enough to make it worthwhile to continue, and decided that instead of chasing ghosts, they would make the world a better place for your honor.
-Pff, and apparently, they were right. After all, it only took seven years, and the spirit came to them on its own. – Luna joked.
- Hehehe, I think you meant zombie, but yeah, you're definitely right. You finally came on its own, and I bet they'll be pretty confused when they find out. - The teenager agreed with her, then showing pieces of paper, she asked:
- So, can you explain everything while I send Lisa these sketches?
-Sure, bro, no problem. -The rocker agreed.
-Thanks, Luna. -The man thanked her, then kissed her on the cheek, and ran to his office, where he took care of sending sketches to Lisa with her PC. To be exact, he took care of it when simultaneously eight girls disseminated around the western part of America received a call from chat that none of them had used for a long time. Long story short, he did it when his sisters received a very unexpected call that they would otherwise have thought was a joke, but since it was from Lisa, neither of them did it this time.
After all, their genius sister was a very busy woman, so whatever reason she had to call, it must be something important, and that's why each of them picked up immediately. What's more, they did it so quickly that it didn't even take as long as it took Lincoln need to put sketches to the scanner before he started hearing the conversation typical in such a situation.
That is, it started with all kinds of complaints and threats that it should be something important or else. Then, it continued with all kinds of disbelief born from Lisa and Luna's explanations. Finally, it ended with an eight-time replay of Lisa's reaction to a trick Luna had shown her, followed by a catch-up of the last ten years. Well, or at least it would be followed by that if it wasn't for the man, who, after pouring himself a brandy, returned to the living room and apologized:
-Hey, girls, sorry I interrupt your reunion. However, I must remind you we do not have much time, so don't you think we should focus on looking for the killer rather than chit-chatting?
- Not at all, Lincy. After all, I already found a killjoy, so the case is solved. - Luan joked, causing a few of her sisters to laugh, and then added:
- No, but seriously, girls. Honestly, I think Lincoln is right. You know we'll have time to catch up, and if we don't catch her killer, we won't have anything to catch up on, don't you think so too?
- Yes, Luan, we do, but the problem is, where should we start?
-Well, older siblings, I think the obvious choice should be to find the objects sketched by Lincoln, and since I've been assigned to do that, I'll take my leave to deal with that matter.
With those words and sharing goodbye with her siblings, the genius left the chat, leaving the rest of the group in awkward silence. More precisely, she left them in an awkward silence caused by the fact that neither of them was sure what to do now since they had exhausted their logical options by this time. After all, by now, rain washed away, traces, monitoring didn't work in that area, and so on. In short, there was nothing they could clench on to start the investigation, and that's why, after the moment, the only question that came out from Lana's mouth was:
-Well, then, guys, does anyone have any idea what we should do next?
-Hmm, actually, as a cop, I think now we should... -
Lynn started answering her but never got a chance to finish as surprised Luna suddenly interrupted her to ask with confusion:
-Wait, did you say as a cop, or maybe my ears play tricks on me?
- Nope, Luns, you heard well, I said as the cop, and it's because I am one.
-Are you? But what about being the best Olympic sportswoman in history? Wasn't it like your lifelong dream?
-Nothing, I am still reaching it, but since the Olympic game happens once in five years, and I have to fulfill time between them somehow, then why should I waste it on sitting on a bench when instead I can use it to show these dabblers from the police how to catch killers correctly?
-How to catch killers correctly?- Luna repeated after her, then, when she understood the shallow meaning of her words, added being touched:
- Wait, girl, are you telling me that you're a cop just because you decided to take the catching my murderer into your own hands?
- Well, that is part of the reason, but frankly speaking, if I didn't love this job so much, I would quit it long ago, and as you see, I not only stayed but also became their commissioner. - The cop clarified, as she showed her badge, then added:- But yeah, to put it simply, I became who I am due to your death, and I am not the only one. Lori, for example, became a lawyer, Leni became a Psychiatrist, Lisa started creating inventions for people's safety, and...
And, well, nothing because before the girl could report any more information about her sisters' life, their brother, who till now tried to get her attention, now screamed:
- Lynn!
And that, finally, got her attention, letting the detective remind her:
- Lynn, I know that you missed Luna very much and want to make up these last ten years, me too. But I remind you that if we don't catch Luna's killer within seven days, we will lose a chance to make even more memories with her. So, can you please abstain from chit-chatting with her until we catch them?
-Ehh, sure, Mr. Stuffy. If you ask nicely, then alright, I'll focus on this matter for now. -The chestnut agreed, dissatisfied with being interrupted but also understanding his reasons, then she added:-
And speaking of which, as I was saying, now we have to select the suspects that only you can point, Luna. So how about you tell us who might have wanted you dead enough to kill you?
With that, she looked at the rocker, who, seeing her gaze, couldn't help but get confused and, rubbing the back of her head, stated:
- Well, now you've lost me, sister. I mean, don't get me wrong, it wasn't like everyone loved me or anything. Damn, Surely, there were a few haters that circled like vultures lurking for my mistake, but, sorry, now I can not point to any specific names.
- Don't worry, Luna. Just take your time and try to remember everything while I prepare my notebook so we can write everything down, okay?
The white-haired calmed her down, making the girl nod, after which he did as he said when she did as he asked her. More specifically, she did as he asked her for the next few minutes, which the detective needed to prepare a notebook with the same logo as his computer wallpaper and a working pen, then asked her:
- Alright, Luna, I am ready, what about you?
- I'm ready as well. Let's do it, guys!.- Luna confirmed, giving him a raised thumb.
- That's spirit, girl! So, who do you think should be our first suspect?- Lynn asked her, making, like the rest of their siblings, curious faces,
- Hmm, I think that it should be...-
The girl began to speak, thus starting an hour-long brainstorming session, during which she suggested names of potential killers, and Leni, Lynn, Luan, Lucy, and Lincoln, on behalf of their siblings, were rejecting not matching ones. More specifically, they were rejecting them so often that soon, of the twelve suspects Luna had proposed, there left only four for questioning and one who already passed away, so they could only check his past. Briefly, they had five potential culprits and a tone of red tape to do, but luckily, it wasn't all so problematic. After all, having in a family such big fish as a police commissioner, a successful prosecutor, or a renowned psychiatrist, most of the documents to obtain were not a problem for them. What's more, it was so simple that this evening, they managed to prepare all the necessary documents in less than two hours, leaving only the fieldwork for tomorrow. In other words, they managed to do everything they could do for today, so Lincoln, who was a natural early bird, decided to take his leave and, getting up from a couch, stated:
- Okay, Girls, I think that is all we can do for now, so if you don't mind, I call this the night, goodnight.
With these words and eight different wishes for him to have a good night and the information that they would stay a little longer to make up for lost time, he headed to his bedroom. Well, at least that was his plan because before he could carry it out, Lincoln remembered that Luna didn't know where her bedroom would be. So, of course, he had no other choice but to stop and, looking over his shoulder, inform her about that:
- Ohh, by the way, Luna, your bedroom is upstairs on the right, with a door on the left.
And just after that, he could go to bed, leaving his sisters for girly talk.