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- Takanori, come to the police station now, we need to talk, it's a serious matter! - Uruha's voice trembled through the phone. - What happened, Kouyou? - Ruki had woken up scared, his senses were still weakened. - There's no way to talk on the phone, come soon! - Takashima's voice was altered. - Okay, I'm coming, give me twenty minutes. - The blonde replied hanging up the phone. - What does Uruha want now? It's half past one in the morning. -He asked himself. Ruki went to the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth, his hair would be wanting. He went downstairs, grabbed his coat that was on his coat rack, put on his belt and grabbed his revolver and his car keys, headed to the garage. As he got into the car, a black Alpha Romeo, he felt his stomach turn. - Good thing must not be. - He said to himself, calling the contact of the car. Ruki's P.O.V. - I'm Matsumoto Takanori, a detective specializing in "unsolvable" cases, I often have to put myself in the suspects' shoes and appear to be a Serial Killer to solve the riddles, and I think I'll have to do it once again, no matter how hard whatever. - Ruki's P.O.V. Arriving at the police station, Ruki ran to Uruha's room, who had an astonished expression...
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View profileLee e Di, muito prazer.Lee : Hey you! Sou Leticia Fernanda e tenho 17 anos. Tenho sérios problemas com a minha criatividade, me desmo...
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