Another 'talk'.
Suspect of murder!
A collab between Conman and Gerontis.
Summary :
Jugo has another interrogation session. This time with Kona Omari, who had been sighted with ending the life of a wounded woman on the street.
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Another interrogation. Though a bit weary of them it seemed he wasn't the only one who was being tasked with one after another interrogation session. During the last break he already had overheard from some conversations of his co-workers that they still had to interrogate a few people. Both people that were arrested on sight as those who could lay off a report as eyewitness. Which caused the police office and department to be buzzling with activity. Rubbing his forehead Jugo read the profile of the person who he would hold an interview with. Again, a rather young person. A genin who had been seen killing a woman on the street.
If that wasn't bad enough the woman who had died had served in the Shinobi corps for the past twelve years. A rather clean record so far Jugo could make up from the profile that he had requested. Hualing Chai. Born and raised in the southern districts of Amegakure. Served ever since she gradudated from the Academy as a genin in the shinobi corps. Only much later did she gain promotion under the leadership of Soru Deshuga. Perhaps under a bit of ominous situations, but judging from her record and what Jugo read how she performed missions as the psychological review on her personality the man couldn't say anything bad about Hualing. Other than she had died on the streets, with a few broken ribs and being literally punctured to death by Kona Omari. As a co-worker came to his desk and brought him his ordered ramen dish, Jugo mumbled a thanks. Studying the profiles quickly, he would wrap them underneath his left arm and hold his food with his right hand up.
Heading towards the room where the genin would be waiting for him. Two guards were at the present of the door, though Jugo doubted two were needed. The genin wouldn't be able to likely take even one trained and experienced police offer on, let alone two. A guard would open the door resulting that Jugo would mumble a thanks as he entered the interrogation room.
Kona looked up quietly from where she was at the interrogation table. THe chakra binder was still around her throat and the handcuffs around her wrists. It left her to wonder whether or not the police would truly be on her side after what happened. The woman she had killed, the mere thought of it made bile rise up into her throat.
The officer that had entered was a man, holding papers under his left arm and a bowl of ramen in his right. Ramen..... the mere sight of the food made her stomach grumble, reminding her that she hadn't had any food in a while. Kona lifted her wrists up and spoke addressing the newly entered man.
"Are the handcuffs really necessarry?"
"I can ask that about a lot of things." Jugo answered as he would take a seat. Placing the papers he had with them down in front of him, the man would lean back in his seat. He had noticed the grumbling of the girl and glanced at his ramen for a moment.
"You won't mind, do you?" He asked friendly, but wouldn't really wait for an answer as he would already take a bite of his food. Chewing on the bite, the man eyed the genin in front of him.
"So, how many kunai did you throw at Hualing Chai, miss Omari?"
Kona's eyes narrowed as the reply came back to kona. The second question that came wasn't really a question at all, in fact, the man had already started eating. With his mouth full the man questioned her about how many kunai she had thrown, quite rude, and it made her wonder where his manners were.
"Who the hell is Hualing Chai?"
Then it hit her who the woman must have been, if they were questioning her about thrown kunai, and she felt a wave of cold pass over her. Regret, again..... How many kunai had she thrown? She thought she remembered somewhere around four or five. She had thought the woman might dodge them after all. However, Kona said nothing more.
"Let us see." Jugo would finish another bite of his ramen. Straighten his back he would place the smal bowl of ramen down and open Hualing's profile.
"Born in a small hamlet east of Amegakure. Thirty-two years old, born on the 6th of May. Four other siblings, all younger than her." Jugo summed up in rather a friendly and calm manner.
"Worked for a long time in the Shinobi Corps of Amegakure. A very clean record. Now," Closing the profile Jugo looked up at Kona.
"I will ask again. How many kunai did you throw at miss Chai and also, for what reason?"
Kona silently looked at the man, saying nothing. Kona hadn't been aware that the woman was in the Shinobi Corps for the village, she hadn't even considered that the woman had a name or a family when she had killed her. A fresh wave of regret and repulsion at her actions hit her.
".....It was somewhere around six. When she came crashing through the door in front of me after I landed, I wasn't sure whether the woman was a friend or foe. I threw a kunai near where she was on her back, and warned her not to get up or i'd throw them at her next time...... When she did, I made good on what I said I would do."
Kona quietly resumed staring at the man.
Continue his ramen dish Jugo would hear what the girl had to say. He didn't make any notes and he had a good reason for that. Not that he considered that Kona would really understand that now.
"So you threatened a wounded woman of whom you weren't sure if she was friend or foe? Then when she attempted to defended herself or at least, let us assume trying to get up because of you posing a threat you decided to end her? Cause you wanted to press on what you said?" Jugo said, his eyebrows perking up by a bit.
The man's words made Kona feel quite stupid in retrospect, but then again, hind sight was always 20/20. What was she to do? At the time, Kona didn't quite
"You speak like you know what it was like in the streets at that moment. People had been shooting crossbows from the post office, I was down in the street trying to make sure other villagers could get away. I didn't have time to worry about watching her to see if she was a friend or a foe. She got up, I threw the kunai. I didn't plan on killing her, that was simply something that was an effect, officer. To top all of that off, it wasn't like I could restrain her either, not with the impending threat of a crossbow in the window, and not knowing if she was an enemy."
Once again Kona finished speaking and contiued watching the man carefully. Their verbal and mental fencing was resuming, the man was on the offence ever since this conversation had started, and he had forced Kona to stay on the defence. Either way, it was time for Kona to ask a few questions of her own.
"What I want to know is how so many enemies infiltrated the village in the first place. It shouldn't be so easy to get in to our village, do you not agree?"
Listening to the genin Jugo continued with his ramen. He seemed to not really take much of an interest in what Kona said or tried to suggest. Finishing up his ramen, he let out a satisified sigh. Placing the small bowl down, he would fold his hands together on the table.
"I am quite aware of what happened on the streets. Perhaps I wasn't there, but if we are going to speak in such a manner, I am not the one being restrained and confined. Let alone being suspected of murdering and aiding the culprits that assaulted the Post Office." Jugo calmly replied.
"And are you sure? You just made it clear you posed a threat. A threat upon which the woman reacted on and you decided to press on without being sure of what would be wise. Now," Jugo took a pause as he leaned back and crossed his arms out front of his chest.
"I already know that the crossbow armed hostile was dealing with another person. Meaning that is nothing but an excuse and frankly, I think that your fate and conclussion lies with what I believe and can conclude from your story. So far I don't really see any prove that you did something that would neutralise the problems you are in and you're certainly not in the position to ask questions back. Think that we else should trade jobs, do you agree?" He spoke the last sentence in a more friendly manner as he would let the words sink in.
"So, let us begin with the start. Why did you go to the Post Office in the first place?"
Kona sighed at the reply, sadly it seemed she wasn't going to get the answers to her questions, and it seemed in a moment that she was once again on the defensive in the duel of words. She had to be careful, the words of the man made it quite clear he was not on her side nor did he wish to be.
"I unfortunately didn't have the all seeing eye of hindsight and eyewitnesses during the post office fight, and I was dealing with the woman at the same time I was dealing with the crossbows, so pardon me if I happened to miss the crossbows not being in the windows, it happens you know, i'm only a genin, and only human."
Kona quietly resumed her silence until the man spoke again.
"I was simply on my way to go get food from the market. I was just out the door at my home. When I saw the fire I moved to it, then I saw an injured man in the street and moved to his defense."
"I doubt that any of us has that, kid." Jugo said, once more on a friendly tone.
"Perhaps you had good intensions that gone wrong in the heat of the moment. Even if for some chance the woman was a hostile her record prove otherwise. Those who saw what happened state that she was already wounded and that you finished her off. This all makes it clear to most that you should be held responsible." Waiting to let the words sink in that she could argue and state whatever she wanted that it wouldn't help her. Slightly tilting his head to the side, Jugo started to speak again.
"So you came from the market, saw the injured man and then moved to his defense. Are there people who can testify that you were on the market?" Jugo asked, though he would add something as he raised his right index finger - as a warning.
"And think well. Not that I am here to make you look like a murderer. The situation already makes you look like one. What I want is to learn on what happened before. Perhaps in order to give you some help and prove that you're not with those who are behind the attack. If I wanted you behind bars I could end this session now and it would be done before the next day would dawn upon us."
Kona shook her head, she didn't come from the market, she was on her way to it.There was no use arguing the first point, since she knew the man simply wasn't going to listen to it. Further more, the man was simply stating that cooperating the best way to refrain from remaining in the collar and in a cell longer then she had to.
So much for the justice system.... ugh.....
"You seemed to have misunderstood what I said earlier, I wasn't coming from the market, I was on my way to it. I saw the fire after I had just left my home. Someone could probably verify that, after all, my neighbors have basically been my parents for half my life."
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"Ah," followed as Jugo thought about her answer.
"Then you probably have to give the names of your neighbours once we're done. I would love to have that information so that we can indulge a bit further before it is decided what will happen to you." Briefly the man glanced at the chakra restrainer. He wasn't sure if it was making the girl nervous or really anxious. She had the same kind of calm almost as the four tailed jinchuriki, which was not really making Jugo feeling content. Perhaps the genin these days were being trained to be more resilient to the effect of the restrainer? Probably not.
"Very well, think that we're done here. I would love to stay and talk more, but I got a Godai match to watch soon. I would wish you a pleasant stay, but doubt you will like another evening at the cell." The man paused for a moment as he would get up and gather the papers he had brought with him.
"I hope you can sleep well. Good night in advance, kid." The man said as he would walk towards the door, knocking twice on it. As Jugo left, a guard would move into the room to bring Kona back to her cell.
Kona tugged at the collar once she was in the cell again, the handcuffs still around her wrists. It was annoying, confining, stuffy, and worst of all, she could feel the collar beginning to grate on her ever so slowly. She had managed to stay calm during the interview, if nothing more for then the looks, but on the inside, she was panicking from the restraint. She needed to get it off, somehow. With those thoughts in mind Kona placed herself on the bed, and quietly went to sleep, ignoring the ever present want to cry about her current situation.
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