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Chapter Three: L

CHAPTER THREE: {L}
L was bored. He'd just solved the easiest case of his career, and yeah, that had been boring, but still. It was better than this nothingness.
"Watari," he said in his usual semi-emotionless tone. "Can you find a case for me?"
"I'll try my best," the kindly old man said, turning away to look at his computer screen.
After awhile of silence broken only by the sound of L stirring his tea, Watari spoke.
"...A suspected homicide of two entire families down in Bath?"
"That's a long drive."
"A case with thirty-seven teenaged girls killed after being sexually assaulted, all of their throats slit with the same knife?"
"And...where is it?"
L clicked on an old folder on his computer. It hadn't been touched since at least three years ago.
"It's over in...the surrounding suburbs of London," Watari read from the screen.
"Longer still."
The sugar cube tower L had been building toppled.
L, however, ignored it, having been looking through cold cases in his surrounding area.
"Watari...look at this."
"Mm?" The young detective's rather old helper and fatherly figure turned in his swivel chair.
"Six heart attacks in the same area, all in less than a week," L said, picking up one of the fallen sugar cubes and dropping it into his tea.
"And?" Watari was confused, and it showed on his aging face. His brows furrowed and the amount of wrinkles on his face doubled. He'd expected a murder case, one of L's favorite types of investigations, not...something that wasn't even worth investigating.
"There's something odd about that number. Statistics show that in a small, countryside town like this, there are typically only ___ heart attacks per year, and only ___ percent of them result in death. And that's talking about a year, not a single week."
When you were in this business, even if something really was a coincidence you couldn't treat it as such. Watari knew that well, seeing as plenty of "coincidences" had actually been key information to solving cases.
"So..." Watari furrowed his eyebrows further and frowned, thinking. "You think somehow someone managed to rig six heart attacks."
"...I don't know," L admitted, his dark eyes not showing even a fraction of the confusion and curiosity he was feeling. "I didn't say that, merely that it caught my attention."
"Ah."
"I wonder why it was placed under investigation. I was just curious, really." L stared intently at the computer screen.
"Well, you said you wanted a case, right? I'm sending you the link to the two cases I just mentioned," Watari said in a businesslike manner. "You might want to print off a copy to take with. We'll be doing a lot of driving."
L took one last look at the heart attack cold case. On instinct he printed it, then exited out of the tab.
Coincidences are often never such. L knew that, being in the business he was, but what he didn't know was how important that cold case was about to become.