āWh, why? Why did you call me again?ā
Josh, who they saw again, looked much more nervous than before. He glanced at the two detectives, fidgeting his hands and feet restlessly, as they take him to another empty room, not an interrogation room, and sitting on a chair. His face was blue, and he seemed to realize that he was in trouble. Sitting motionless on the chair in front of him, Jude opened his mouth casually.
āOh, itās not much ā but youāre not good at lying by nature. Josh, let me ask you something. Itās important.ā
āWell, what is it? I donāt know anything other than what you said last time?ā
āHave you had any weird get-togethers with your friends?ā
At any rate, his small shoulder sprang over. The blue eyes grew greener and trembled little by little. Feeling at the same time that somehow they became a villain and mysterious at the situation, Tim spat at Jude in a low voice.
āJude, what are you talking about all of a sudden? What strange gatheringā¦ā¦ā
āSorry, Tim, later, later. Josh, talk to me. Have you ever met your usual friends and talked about anything unusual? I wonāt ask about strangers.ā
āWhyā¦..why? It doesnāt matter what we do among ourselves, does it matter?ā
āOh, of course it matters. Iām a cop, and your friends are dead.ā
āAh, yes. Youāre trying to say theyāve finally freed themselves again. Yeah, well, whatever you think. But I have to care about the people who ālet them freeā. But you know what Iām thinking as time goes by? I donāt think this has anything to do with that teacher. You donāt know, do you? The teacher who passed on the idea of Schopenhauerās pessimism, who was close to the late Reeve and Eli, heās stuck at the police station right now.ā
The childās face, turned a little whiter. Perhaps he did not hear that the teacher had been arrested, because he was brought from the teacherās office quietly ā since the crime was not confirmed yet, and it was demeaning to catch him in front of the children.
āYes, heās being beat up in there now for allegedly causing your friends to die. Heās denying it now, but after hours of interrogation, heāll lose his mind. He wonāt have the energy to argue with others. By then, he might feel like he has done something wrong. Then what if he confesses? That poor teacher will be socially buried. He dared to kill the children on the subject that he teaches.ā
āWait, Jude. What are you saying to the kidā¦ā
āJosh, I knew you knew something. I didnāt know who was behind you, so I just didnāt try to touch it, but now that heās been arrested, things have changed. I donāt think heās the cause. Even college students donāt do it these days because they are fascinated by Schopenhauerās ideas. But if he stays here, well, itās a bit of a quandary, so if he stays here, even if heās innocent, he can still be guilty. Thatās why Iām checking you out now.ā
Judeās eyes were serious, and he kept his eyes straight into the eyes of the child and spoke clearly.
āReally, do you think that teacher killed Reeve and Eli and Carrie?ā
Little by little, the breathing became like a wheeze. His hiccupping breathing made his heart throb several times, and Joshās face twisted. Tears came to his eyes in an instant. Josh, who tried to hold back his tears by biting his lips several times, heard Jude said halfheartedly ā āWell, if youāre not going to talk, that teacher is going to go to jail. Take care of yourself.ā- Slowly, with his voice to suppress his cry and his head down said.
āMr. Lance is not a bad personā¦ā
āJude, you donāt have to push him too hard.ā
Feeling sorry to Josh, who was trying to bite the corners of his mouth with tears hanging in his eyes, Tim held Judeās shoulder lightly. Looking at Tim, Jude sighed quietly. Reaching out a little awkwardly and rubbing Joshās hair, Jude asked in a soft voice.
āNo, you know, itās not like Iām taking them here. I just want you to tell me. These days, no one has seen any suspicious people, and no one has been transferred to another school. So itās just things that happened between the kids who were there, but when I changed the question a little, there was one adult who knew something.ā
āā¦ā¦whatā¦ā¦ā¦.heuk, he said, whatā¦.?ā
āI think he heard the kids at school once at night. He didnāt perceive it when I asked for suspicious people, but when I asked him if there had been anything unusual in school these days, he thought about it for a while and then he told me? By the way, do you know how many times did I dial the phone to hear this?ā
Toward the bewildered little face, Jude smiled altruistically.
āAh, yeah, Uncle Matt. Heās a security guard. You must know something, donāt you? Okay, what did you do there in the middle of the night? Who was there?ā
āā¦ā¦thatāsā¦ā¦ I donāt know, I canātā¦ā¦ā
āJosh, I know youāre scared. You donāt want to be abandoned by your friends, do you? But among your friends, three died, Iām sure they were the ones who gathered there. Itās a big deal.ā
āNo, no. Iām not. Theyāre⦠ā¦!ā
āOkay, Iām out. Iām getting tired of this too. Whatever it is, theyāre dead. Theyāre dead, okay? Itās not something I can turn a blind eye to, and itās not something you can forget. And, you know, is that good? Are you relieved that theyāre gone in the name of being free? No, right? Youāve been having a hard time, havenāt you?ā
āNo, no. No! No! They did it to let them be free from it!ā
The boyās soprano voice split the room with a crackling sound. Unknowingly, Tim looked back at Jude, frowning. The blond detective was laughing like someone who figured out the last word of the word puzzle. Feeling unfamiliar, Tim looked at him with a strong sense of incompatibility. He never looked like this when he was investigating the case.
āYouāre saying they did it, who did it? Who?ā
āā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦.. I really⦠I didnāt know this would happenā¦..I didnāt know it would be this bigā¦ā
āYes, you didnāt know. So who made you do that?ā
āā¦ā¦Iām scared, Iām scaredā¦ā
āItās all right, this is the police station. Thereās plenty of cops, and Iām gonna protect you from anyone hurting you, so thereās nothing to worry about. Who made you do that?ā
The child fidgeted with both hands several more times. When the child, who was rubbing his feet, finally opened his small mouth, Tim forgot about Jude and held on to the armrest in surprise.
āConnie? Is it Connie ā¦ā
āThe boy who came with Clara earlier!ā
āAh, that kid. So, was Connie the leader of your group?ā
āā¦.y, yesā¦ā¦. Connieā¦ā
Tim, who looked at Josh humming with his head bowed, immediately grabbed Judeās arm. After mouthing, āWait a momentā toward Judeās slightly confused eyes, Tim took Jude and left the room. To the partner who nonchalantly said āwhy?ā, Tim asked with a confused head.
āAll right, Jude, I donāt know whatās going on right now. Can you explain?ā
āOh? Explanation, youāve heard everything. A childrenās meeting. Itās what teenagers do often.ā
āWait, so they killed the kids at the meet-up?ā
āWell, Iāll have to ask him the details, but itās better ask the ringleader. I donāt know everything, Mr. Tim, I was just told there was a gathering like that at best of all. But at least I donāt think thereās an adult involvedā¦ā¦but something feels wrong, Iāll have to ask him again.ā
āHuh? Ask what more? Canāt we just call Connie first? Come to think of it, maybe Connie asked Clara to tell us earlier.ā
āHmmā¦. Letās call Connie first. But I donāt think heās the ringleader, heās got a weird attitude. I was going to ask him because he seemed to be lying, but Tim, you dragged me out so I couldnāt askā¦ā¦. Josh!ā
āJude, heās still a kid, go easy! Whatās wrong with you?ā
Holding Judeās arm a little hard as he opened the door, the unintentional green eyes looked at Tim for a moment curiously.
āWhat do you mean, what do I do? Iām just asking, heās no different. You canāt ask him anything if you keep on pitying him.ā
āTheyāre dead, and we want to solve it as soon as possible. If you donāt like it, go tell Beckman whatās going on. Let the poor man go before he makes a hard confession. Okay? Iāll take care of this side.ā
In a sullen look, Jude pushed Tim gently and closed the door. After staring at the closed door for a moment, Tim soon shook his head erratically and began to move his feet. As Jude said, it might have been him who had clouded judgment. When he said children, he just thought they would be pure and kind. He had nothing to say if they were too naive, but it wasnāt right for him to question them.
Still, he wouldnāt do it too hard. As he walked to the end of the hallway trying to silence the commotion in his mind, suddenly the door of Josh and Judeās room opened with a fierce sound. Bam! As Tim turned around surprised by the sound, Jude grabbed Timās arm as the footsteps getting closer.
āLetās go, thereās another question!ā
āWhat? No, Jude, what?ā
āLance! We have to go to Lance!ā
Jude, who ran to the interrogation room in a dangerous three-legged duo with Tim shouting, āUh, well, Jude, wait, Jude!ā, suddenly opened the door of the interrogation room and received the wide-eyed look of Beckman and Lance, who was sitting with a depressed face. Regardless of the obvious signs of doubt in the gaze, Jude came to the front of Lance, letting go of Timās arm.
āMr. Hamilton, I have a question. Itās about a student.ā
āWhat? What, do you have another questionā¦ā
āJude, what the hell is this all of a sudden? Whatās going on?ā
On Beckmanās face, there was surprise and light anger at the same time. It was a situation where he couldnāt say anything even if he was disciplined for trespassing during interrogation. Feeling both puzzled and bewildered, Tim looked at Judeās appearance. I think heās got something, but whoās he trying to ask about?
āItās about a student, just in case you know.ā
āHa, when it comes to studentās privacy, I canāt say it myselfā¦ā
āThis kid is closely related to the death of the students. If you donāt tell me, youāll be in trouble too.ā
Lance, seemed extremely confused, looking through Judeās face several times as if he was trying to read what Jude was thinking, finally nodded his head.
ā When a studentās name popped out of Judeās mouth, Tim ended up clamoring with astonishment.