ＡＭＢＥＤＯ 偉殴ゴ

02; 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

it had an arrow printed on it 'what the fuck' it made him chuckle, his eyes followed to where the arrow was pointing at, it was another mirror, it was on a wall this time " so what, a camera is taped on the other side?" he sneered as he climbed on the bed (he took his shoes off don't worry) and taped the screen making a double-tap noise

his eyes became dots in a comical way as stared at the mirror "I was just...joking, that- what?" he stammered with his own words, he yelped as he was interrupted with a ringing of a phone, it wasn't his phone, it was Violet's house phone that was in the room, he snapped his head towards the side where the phone was placed, he sat there deciding whether he should answer it or not 

'it could be the kidnapper' he popped out his lips

taking the good to be true idea of that happening, he picked up the home phone and placed it near his ear, he didn't speak cause who does that? the [h/c] haired pursed his lips as he waited for a response of some kind, after a while of no response— a cough went through the other line "dude is this even the right number?" "We used it to find the girl last time!" "well, what if we had the wrong one?" "it's the same number fatass!" "DON'T CALL ME FAT, YOU FUCKIN-" "Uhm.."

the unknown men from the other line abruptly stopped as [y/n] had cut off their childish interaction, as much as it was amusing, they had just told him in some context that these dudes kidnapped his benevolent, brown-haired friend

[Y/N] figured that they had set the camera, so he turned his head towards the mirror as if to talk to the person's face to face, his face was blank — as usual — it seemed to hold no emotion — which was a lie because [y/n] is amused at the two's interaction

he heard a cough but this one seemed to be forced—as if they had done something embarrassing and treated it as if it wasn't there anymore— "Detective [L/n], It's nice to finally be in your presence" "Charmed, I'm sure" [y/n] snarled as he glared at the mirror camera, the man from the other line chuckled darkly making the [h/c] haired male grimace in cringe — earlier he was just yelling with the other guy he was with.

"cut the crap, where's Violet?" [y/n] was surprisingly calm at this interrogation, he is an expert — is what his co-workers and friends would usually say if they worked with him(most of his friends are from work)— but it's just a norm for him since he's been doing this in high school with Violet 

"the chick with brown hair? yeah, she's here...and a couple of others" the guy explained but muttered the last bit— thinking that the male from the other line, [y/n] deadpanned as heard the last bit 'this bitch—' he sucked in a deep breath "so— there are multiple— pardon me for assuming— multiple women? that you have abducted?" "why, that's partially correct detective! did he hear that?" the man muttered again making [y/n] deadpan