Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ Silence of the Angels ❯ Shocking Discovery ( Chapter 4 )

Later that night still…

At the Baltimore State Forensic Hospital…

Agent Shinji Ikari had already phoned the local authorities to the storage garage. After giving his statement and phoning director Fuyutsuki, he drove twenty minutes to the Baltimore State Forensic Hospital to see Dr. Asuka Sohryu.

He needed answers from her.

His arrival was sudden and unexpected by Mr. Kaji who was in charge of the night staff.

Apparently, he needed to consult with Dr. Akagi before he could question Dr. Sohryu again; however, since she was at her home and there was a homicide that only Dr. Sohryu knew anything about, Mr. Kaji decided to allow him the leeway to go meet with her again. After heading through the various security checkpoints again, he passed through that hallway of freaks to arrive at the good doctor's cell.

Strangely, none of the mental patients looked or made a sound at Shinji while he passed. He found a new person had already taken over Mig's cell.

Then there was her cell.

Her cell was absent of any illumination. Shinji could only discern the vague form of her body. She was sitting up in her bunk against the wall. Apparently, she was expecting him.

He became somewhat timid.

But Shinji knew now to keep his fear hidden. Signs of weakness are a disadvantage when it came to her.

He took the rusty chair from the corner of the bricked hall and unfolded it to sit down.

"Good evening, Dr. Sohryu."

"Good evening to you too, but what happened? Couldn't hold your dinner inside?"

Her figure moved slightly in the dark.

`She still has a good sense of smell' Shinji thought.

But he wasn't going to let that get to him.

"I found your disturbing handiwork: one mannequin body and a head in a jar."

Shinji could have sworn she smiled in the darkness of her cell. But he continued.

"Pretty clever too, giving the victim an anagram as a name. Ms. `Hester Mofet' or `THE REST OF ME.' Or in a more formally manner: `Ms. THE REST OF ME.' That's a clever trick on words."

He was sure now she was smiling.

"Oh Shinji, you really need to get a sense of humor."

He stiffened. After seeing her actions now, he didn't want to get personal with Dr. Sohryu.

"I would rather you call me Ikari, Dr. Sohryu" he said solemnly.

She leaned forward in the dark.

"That's very rude. After all I did for you, can't we be on a first-name basis?" she replied playfully.

"You made Migs kill himself."

"Exactly."

Shinji decided to get back on the topic of Mofet.

"So what was his real name, and when did you kill him?"

"If I had killed him, he would still have his body…more or less…intact."

Shinji thought about it for a moment. He still wasn't sure if he could believe her, but he played along.

"Good point. But who was he?"

She leaned back against the wall on her bunk, and crossed her legs.

"His name was Makoto Hyuga; a former patient of mine. Just an average bipolar depressive…with some sex problems. He had a hobby of collecting vintage cars. He also liked to go through the backdoor, if you know what I mean. His problems were very tedious, really. I found him decapitated after he had missed several appointments. So I stored away his body. Did you enjoy the artwork I left for you to find, hmm?"

"A man is dead; there is no enjoyment in that." He said coldly.

"But it's a man" Dr. Sohryu jokingly rationalized to him. "Besides, his pancreas proved to be an excellent meal for some guest I had at one time" she added casually.

Shinji was sickened. Dr. Sohryu noticed this and ate up his discomfort.

"Would you like a towel? I wouldn't want you ending up sick; you're too much fun to tease."

"No thank you Dr. Sohryu."

"Suit yourself."

Shinji pressed on.

"So who killed him?"

But she didn't give him the answer.

"Why haven't you asked me about Wild Carl yet?"

"Excuse me."

Shinji didn't know where this was going.

She got up from her bunk and came into the light. Her face was different now with more emotion, but he could not discern what kind.

Finally…

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. The FBI is buzzing over Wild Carl. I expect Old Kozzie to be very frustrated at this point seeing that the investigation is getting nowhere."

"I'm not assigned to that case" Shinji replied truthfully.

She looked at him intently.

"Strange, I actually thought you were."

But Shinji was curious about Dr. Sohryu's interest in the Wild Carl murders.

"Why did you mention that case Dr. Sohryu?"

She looked up in thought.

"I'm bored. Do you have any idea what spending the last five years in this cell is like? Yes there's Kaji to keep me company, but I other needs. I need a new diversion and the FBI's problem with Wild Carl is the answer to this monotony."

She turned her body around and walked towards the darkness of the far wall. Her head was still up in thought.

Dr. Sohryu continued to speak.

"But I also want a room with a view, and to be far away from that bitch Akagi. A federal institution…where there's a view of the outside…and a chance to take a walk out in the fresh-air instead of this smelly cave."

She turned herself around to face him in the dark.

"And to help each other, all I need are the case files on Wild Carl."

She gave him her cute smile.

Shinji's mind was up in thought at all this information. Could she really help the FBI capture Wild Carl? There has got to be more to it than that.

"I don't see how."

Dr. Sohryu smiled.

"You have no idea how much I know."

He made a guess.

"You know who he is, don't you? That's why you told me about Mofet; he and Wild Carl are somehow connected."

Dr. Sohryu walked forward into the light. She was smiling.

"Good guess, you're right. I suppose there is some intelligence in that little head of yours after all. This is a free bit of information: Wild Carl and Makoto were lovers you see; actually, it was more of a sex-only relationship. Makoto wanted out of the relationship, he was getting bored of his partner. Well, our friend Carl, as you can imagine, doesn't like rejection. I would venture to guess that Makoto was his first victim."

Shinji stood up from his seat.

"I'm not in a position to accept your help."

"Then go tell Old Kozzie about my offer, idiot."

Shinji stood there for a minute, just looking at her. Should the FBI trust her? Can HE trust her? Shinji was just going to have to wait and see.

"Goodnight Dr. Sohryu."

Shinji turned to leave.

"Oh one last thing" Dr. Sohryu stated.

Shinji stopped and turned around to look at her.

"What is it?"

"Another condition on the deal is that I can call you Shinji…and you have to call me Asuka…starting right now."

Her face was emotionless now.

He still wasn't too comfortable being on a first-name basis with her.

"It isn't appropriate for us to be on a first-name basis, Dr. Sohryu."

Her face contorted into anger.

"Accept it, or the deals off from this end, SHINJI."

Her blue eyes pierced into his own dark blue eyes."

It is just a small request Shinji thought.

"Okay…Asuka"

She smiled again, but not with any wickedness he could detect.

"Better hurry Shinji, our boy Carl could be looking for his next victim.

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