Chapter Twenty: Guessing Game:
-Watari’s Lab-
April and
Kyosuke waited for their manager to arrive.
“What exactly
did he call us over this early for?” Kyosuke asked.
“Beats me,”
April said. She looked at her phone. “His text sound like he found something
big.” The assistants lifted their heads when the door opened.
“Good morning,
guys!” Watari said.
“What’s this
about?” Kyosuke asked. Watari held up his hand, smiling.
“Patience,” he
said. “I just need to make a quick phone call here.” The scientist pulled out
his cell phone.
“Hello?” a voice
asked on the other line. Watari’s eyes lit up.
“Ah, Tsuzuki!”
he said. “Just the person I wanted to talk to. Is Hisoka there with you?”
“Yes…”
“Good, I’m
putting you on speaker right now.” He pressed the button to switch the speaker
on. “Can you hear me now?”
“Yes,” Tsuzuki
and Hisoka said.
“Alright. You’re
going to play a little game with me,” Watari said. April and Kyosuke made
perplexed faces.
“What?”
Tsuzuki asked.
“What does this
have to do with the case?” Hisoka asked.
“Patience,”
Watari said. “Humor me with this, okay?” His assistants tried to grasp where
this was going.
“What are you
talking about, Watari-san?” Kyosuke asked.
“Ready?” Watari
asked, ignoring him.
“I guess…”
Tsuzuki said.
“Great. Which
one shall we start with—the corpses or the baby’s parents?”
“The parents,”
Tsuzuki answered.
“Good choice.”
Watari turned to his assistants. “April, boot up my laptop.” The British
shinigami stood up and walked over to his desk.
“Good,” her boss
said. “Now, Tsuzuki.”
“What?” his
friend asked.
“The father was
a human, that’s all I know as of right now. I am still running the tests.”
“And mother?”
“Ah! Here comes
the fun part. First, demon, dragon, or monster?”
“Huh?
“Demon, dragon,
or monster? Take a guess.”
“I don’t know…”
“Come on,
guess!”
“Demon?”
“Correct!”
“What?”
Watari glanced
behind him. “April?”
She pulled up
his research notes. “She was a yaoguai, sir.”
“A yaoguai?”
“Her fangs
didn’t look like any shape I saw in this country. After days of looking through
the database and turning up nothing, I decided to widen the search through East
Asia. Guess where our yaoguai was from.”
“Uh… South
Korea?” Tsuzuki asked.
“Try again!”
Watari said.
“North Korea?”
“Go further
inland.”
“China?” Hisoka
asked.
“You’re close,”
Watari said. “Try Hong Kong.”
“Hong Kong?!”
the shinigami on the other line asked.
“Apparently,
that little baby is half yaoguai.”
“But what’s a
yaoguai doing in Japan?” Tsuzuki asked.
“Hold on,” his
friend said. “One issue at a time. I still don’t have any ids on the bodies.”
“So… are you
going to call the Ju-Oh-Cho in Hong Kong?”
“Probably. Oh,
there’s something else.”
“Something
else?”
“Yeah,” Watari
said. He turned to Kyosuke in the lab. “Hand me the test results.” Kyosuke stood
and bowed.
“I got back the
baby’s blood test results,” Watari said to the phone. Kyosuke handed him the
paper.
“Thank you,” the
scientist said, taking the paper. “I noticed a peculiar spike.”
“Does it have to
do with her being half-yaoguai?” Tsuzuki asked.
“No. I have
never seen anything like it before.”
“Does the mom
have the same?”
“No.”
“No?”
“I don’t even
know where to start.”
“That is
strange.”
“We are still
working on it.”
“Anything on our
case?” Hisoka asked. Watari grinned.
“Where do you want me to begin?” he asked.