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Chapter 5: Detective

    Chapter 5: Detective


    <strong>Chapter 5: Detective</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">A month has passed sinceing to this Marvel World, Benjamin has left his shabby apartment in Hell’s Kitchen and found a better and morefortable apartment in Brooklyn.


    <span style="font-weight:400">During the past month, Benjamin visited various antique shops and even visited Chinatown a few times to look for antiques.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was easy to know which antiques are legit or fake using his HUD Contacts. With it, he was able to buy antiques cheaply and resell them at a higher price in various museums, pawn shops, and such.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This was an obvious way to earn money if one has cheat vision after all based on what he learned in his past life’s web novels andics.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He had also started working as a normal beat cop and the system issued him quests every now and then when he makes an arrest or settles an issue.


    <span style="font-weight:400">However, since he was just a normal cop at this point, he didn’t get to earn many points since all he had solved were petty crimes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At the moment, he now has 155 MP. It was really quite low considering a whole month had passed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin sighed and shook his head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He got out of bed, cooked a simple breakfast and ate for a while then got dressed for work.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Seeing Natasha still sleeping in after a long night, he chuckled and left a note on the table to heat up her breakfast when she woke up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He walked to the 99th Precinct to time in and was about to start his patrol when he was stopped by his superior.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Freed,e to my office for a bit.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Confused, Benjamin did as he was told to and walked into his office.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sir? You needed me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right, sit down.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin sat down and waited.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How long have you been working as a beat cop again?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uhh, just a month sir.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“A month huh? Well, a Detective upstairs just retired and a spot opened. Are you interested?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin was surprised.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This...isn’t this quite fast?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Although Benjamin did want it, he had expected he would only be a detective after a while. Maybe a year or so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">...Is this the string Natasha said she’d ask Fury to pull?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wouldn''t it be too suspicious?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I am interested sir...but is it okay to give this spot to me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His superiorughed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haha, it isn’t that big a deal. Detective work is a lot more boring than you think it is, you know? Besides, in this past month, you have caught more criminals than anyone here has caught in half a year! Just take the damn spot.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ha...haha...I’ll ept it then.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, get out of here and report to Captain Holt upstairs.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you again, sir.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin thanked his superior again and left.


    <span style="font-weight:400">His superior sighed and shook his head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why the hell would SHIELD be involved with this guy…?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">After leaving his superior’s office, Benjamin took the elevator and went up. Inside the elevator was another man with a cored shirt and tie.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He had a Detective’s badge hung on his neck.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin nodded politely.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Morning.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sup. Morning!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The man was rather energetic in returning his greeting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When the elevator stopped, the two of them got out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Different from the beat cops’ floor, this floor had more people wearing cors and neckties as they walked around or sat on their desks, looking at some paperwork.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The energetic man beside Benjamin went to his desk and started spinning in his chair for some reason.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin took a look around the ce.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There was a pantry area at the side, a small lounge area, and a small detaining area at the corner.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At the far end of the floor was a meeting room and the Captain’s Office.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin walked towards the Captain''s Office and knocked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Come in.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin opened the door and saw an African American man with a stoic face. It seemed impossible to tell his expression with a look.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Captain Holt. I’m Benjamin Freed. I was told to report to you by my superior.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sit.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin sat down and didn’t mind Holt’s expressionless look.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let me be honest with you. I don’t like you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uhh, it would be weird for you to like me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why? Because I’m gay and you''re not?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Because we just met?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Fair point.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin smiled wryly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This new Captain of his doesn’t seem to like him very much.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway, what I meant was that I don’t like people like you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Like me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Someone who would rely on people pulling strings for them to get promoted.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin nodded in understanding.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t seem surprised.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s normal to dislike people like that sir. To be honest, I didn’t expect to be promoted so fast. I thought I’d wait a year or so. But in any case, it doesn’t change the fact that I’m already here sir. Although I took a shortcut, it doesn’t mean I will start cutting corners in my job.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We shall see about that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Holt’s eyes narrowed slightly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He then started to read the paperwork on his desk as he spoke.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, get out of here. For now, you will be working with Detective Peralta. Starting tomorrow, I expect you to start wearing a cor and tie. Your badge and ID are on the desk.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Understood.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin nodded, took his badge and ID, then left the office.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After leaving Holt’s office, he looked around at the desk to find Detective Peralta.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When he found the desk with the name, he looked up and saw the energetic man he met in the elevator sitting on it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Detective Peralta?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey! What’s up?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m Benjamin Freed, the new Detective. I was told I’d be working with you by Captain Holt.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Jake Peralta at your service!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jake patted Benjamin’s back whileughing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Suddenly, he shouted to let everyone hear him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Listen up everybody! We got some new blood! You know what this means?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">A buffed man wearing suspenders rolled his eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“For thest time Jake, we don’t do initi-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s initiation time!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Then, a woman with long ck hair and a pink shirt pulled Jake away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t mind him. Wee to the Nine-Nine Precinct! I’m Amy Santiago. The one in suspenders is Sergeant Terry Jeffords, that’s Charles Boyle, Rosa Diaz, and those two are Hitchcock and Scully.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Benjamin Freed.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin smiled and shook her hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa Diaz, another female Detective with a cold stoic face looked at him up and down and said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re hot. Wanna hang outter?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uhh, thanks. But I have something onter, maybe another time.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aight.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Charles Boyle was a short man with an honest look. He also looked at him up and down.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re hot. Wanna hang outter?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...No.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aight.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">After a while of joking around here and there, Benjamin was able to get to know the group for a bit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Basically, Jake is the lively and funny guy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Charles is the honest and awkward guy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Amy is the straightced girl.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa is the cool girl.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Terry is the big brother trying to keep the kids behaved.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hitchcock and Scully are...well, Hitchcock and Scully…


    <span style="font-weight:400">When Benjamin saw the two of themparing warts, he figured it was best to ignore them from now on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin’s desk was right behind Jake’s desk. For now, he started with cleaning up his desk and organizing his things...though he didn’t actually have much with him so his desk was mostly empty.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In the afternoon, they held a meeting and delegated tasks to everyone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jake and him were tasked to handle a murder of a woman a few blocks away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Main Quest: Catch the murderer of Anna Hayworth]


    <span style="font-weight:400">[As a Detective, you must solve the mystery of the murder and catch the person responsible!]


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Rewards: 200 MP, Free Gacha Draw.]


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Failure Condition: The murderer leaves New York]


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Failure: -500 MP, Weakened state for 24 hours]


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was the first quest in a while that he finally got rewards in the hundreds…


    <span style="font-weight:400">Although the failure penalty is a bit severe. Benjamin didn’t mind it as he just simply needed to catch the murderer.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I mean, how hard can it be? I’ve watched one thousand episodes of Detective Conan in my past life!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright partner! Let’s go!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s go!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Not you Charles!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">After Jake shoo-ed Charles away, he pulled Benjamin out and drove to the scene of the crime.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Upon reaching their destination, Jake nodded at the officers at the scene and started to look around.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They were in an alley a few blocks away from the precinct. A bodyy on the ground covered with a sheet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At the sides of the alley were some broken bottles and trash bags.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jake bent down and took a look at the body.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The victim’s skin was pale and they could see some scratches here and there.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Signs of struggle. The victim fought back. What’s the cause of death?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jake asked the M.E. nearby.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Blood loss. She was stabbed in the stomach and chest area multiple times.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And the weapon?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It hasn’t turned up yet. But from the wounds, I’d say we’re looking for a knife about 4-5 inches.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How about her belongings? Does she have a wallet?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“None. I guess some thief was trying to steal from her but she fought back and got stabbed.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How about her phone?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So wallet’s missing, but not her phone? It doesn’t seem to be a robbery gone wrong to me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jake shrugged.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe the thief panicked and only took her wallet then ran?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin shook his head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“She was stabbed multiple times. Each was deep stabs too from the looks of it. It doesn’t seem like something a panicking thief would do. It’s more like the murderer has a deep hate for the victim then staged it to look like a simple robbery.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jake nodded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I guess that makes sense. Alright, let’s go look into this victim and see who has deep grudges with her. Good work.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin nodded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just as the two of them were about to return, Benjamin paused and looked back at the crime scene, frowning.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s up?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...I don’t know, something just feels odd.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jake raised an eyebrow and looked around.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, now that you mentioned it, something does feel off about this crime scene.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Benjamin frowned but couldn’t quite put his finger on it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After looking at it for a while, they sighed and left to continue investigating.


    -----------------


    Note: Nine Nine!


    To those who still didn''t get it, Captain Holt, Jake, Amy, and the rest are all from the TV show Brooklyn 99. I just figured that since I''m doing the police route, might as well use these guys and put them in the Marvel Universe.


    You can just search Brooklyn 99 characters to get an idea of how they look and behave if you''re curious.
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