Black Butterfly, Where Does the Black Butterfly Go Drink Water

-Oh, it's annoying, annoying, annoying. It's not even my case, why are you doing this to me? Do you want me to get some kind of police medal of the year?"

Muttering angrily, Jude rummaged through the case file. While searching through documents containing the addresses, family details, and living records of the children who had given the testimony, Jude soon sat down and picked up the phone. He sighed at his situation.

It was quiet for a while and all of a sudden, the voice that came out of the phone which belonged to a man with a delicate, musical chord said hello, laughed once, and brought up the story of the elementary school incident that Jude hoped he would not bring up.

All he said was a single word.

-It's like Disneyland in reality.

"Damn Disneyland... Oh, my stomach hurts..."

Humming hard, Jude began to press the phone's numbers. At the end of all this, as he said, there had to be one or very few parents. The beginning of all of these connections, which started everything.

"Hello? Oh, yes, this is New York Police. I'd like to speak to your son..."

There were many places to call, and Jude began to feel a little regret that he didn’t brought Tim.

"-You want to get Josh?”

"Yes."

"What are you talking about all of a sudden, Jude?”

Feeling a little confused, Tim opened the door and looked at his slightly worn-out partner who returned. Sitting in his seat, Jude waved his hand gently.

"Well, I'm not sure yet, but I have something to ask.”

"What... Oh, do you want to ask if that teacher is related to Josh?"

"Well, well."

"Well, what. Make sure, Jude. If you summon him for no reason, you could get sued.”

"I'm not interrogating him, I'm just gonna ask him something. It's an interview, interview. I need to check something.”

"But you, if you did that, Josh might be in danger... ...Oh, maybe it's all right, because Lance Hamilton is already in the interrogation room. Well, then, should we leave Lance to Beckman and quickly have an interview with Josh in the meantime?”

"Yes, that's it, Tim. We can finish it quickly."

"Well, yeah. Then let's give a call.”

"I’ve called the school. He'll be here soon."

Looking at Jude with a slightly refreshed look, Tim shrugged once. Working is a deathly nuisance to Jude, but sometimes he works surprisingly fast. He wondered what wind was blowing, but it’s rare, so let's just follow along quietly. Tim got up from his seat, straightened up his slightly crumpled clothes. It was not yet known what Jude was trying to do, but it was undeniable that his heart was pounding with a little anticipation.

In contrast to Tim, Jude with a blasé face, murmuring something like a complaint in his mouth, took a glance at Lance in the interrogation room and stepped out of the door first.