“What are you looking for?” he asked, looking down at your outstretched hand.
“Your phone,” you said, looking around.
“I have it here,” he said, handing it to you from his back pocket.
“Oh,” you chuckled sheepishly, “my head has felt a little foggy today. Must be a bit of jetleg.”
Deku tilted his head curiously but you were too invested in going to his quirk registry app to notice his look at you.
“Ok… we need Philip’s last name,” you said as your thumbs hovered over the name part of the registry.
“Oh! I have that,” Deku said, pulling out the guest list paper. “It’s Mystrust.” He looked down at the name. “Philip Mystrust.”
“Ok… is that with an ‘I’ or ‘Y’?” you asked.
“Ok… let me see,” you said, scrolling down his profile. Your eyes scanned the screen before you, and then you let out an almost disbelieving laugh.
“What? What is it?” Deku asked curiously, seeing the look on your face.
“You’re not going to believe this,” you said to Deku, “guest what Philip’s quirk is?”
“I have no idea,” Deku said.
“It’s a sleep quirk. He can put people to sleep by breathing on them when he activates it,” you said, “this is not looking good for Mr Philip.”
“Do you suspect he quirked people?” Deku asked you.
“Well, it would make sense if he did! Now to find out if there’s a way we could trace his quirk back to being used,” you hummed, scrunching your eyebrows as you thought.
“Let me call the Mortician,” Deku said, “he will be able to help us.”
You clicked out of the app and handed Deku his phone so that he could call the mortician and then hopped up onto the bed and lay back as Deku held the phone to his ear.
“Yes, hello sir,” Deku said politely, “this is hero Deku. I’m just calling in regards to breathing emitter quirks.”
Deku then put the phone on loudspeaker so that you could hear as well.
“Yes?…” the mortician asked, “what about them?”
“Is there a way to tell if someone has used their quirk on someone post mortem?”
“Sometimes, yes?” the mortician replied, “but it’s hard because the medium is gas and gas can dissipate quite quickly into the system and leave the system just as quickly.”
“I see… would it be possible to be able to tell if the deceased had been quirked before she died?” Deku asked.
“That… would be quite difficult to prove, sir,” the mortician replied, “but we could look into it if it’s necessary?”
“Yes please,” he said, when you nodded.
The mortician agreed. “I will have it seen to right away then.”
“Thank you, please call me when you have an answer,” Deku replied.
“I will,” the mortician replied, then gave a short goodbye and hung up.
“Ok. Now what?” you asked with a smile.
“Now… we have lunch!” Deku replied, “I’m starving!”
Over lunch, you and Deku discussed more about the case and talked about the coincidence of the counterfeit money.
“Do you think it’s related? I do. I think Maya either found something out and threatened to blow the whistle or she was the one making the money and someone needed her gone so they could cover their tracks after getting her to make it.”
“Either of those are very plausible,” Deku said back as he took another mouthful of pizza.
“Could you please pass me my phone. I’ll look up the deceased’s quirk,” Deku said.
Just then you thought you heard a noise outside your hotel room door and you looked up and over at it.
Deku too, sensed someone was there, and got up to investigate.
He opened the door then looked down the hall, to see Philip walking away.
“Philip?” he called.
The boyfriend jumped with fright and spun around.
“Oh, hello Deku.” He scratched his cheek and looked away.
“Did you need us?” Deku asked.
Philip shook his head. “No. I was working on this level.”
“I see…” Deku replied, “have a good rest of your day.”
“Yes,” Philip replied, then turned and continued away.
Deku came back in and you shook your head. “He’s spying on us. I know he is and I’m going to go and check security cameras.”
You got up and Deku quickly ate one last piece of pizza before running to the door after you. You marched down the hall and down to security, walking in once they called for you to enter.
“Hi. Sorry to drop in on you,” you said to the guy in the chair watching the monitors, “can you please pull up the recordings for a few minutes ago for our level?”
“Sure,” the guard said, asking for your level and suite number.
You told him and he played the recording back, playing it forward again once he had rewound it 10 minutes in the past.
You and Deku watched as Philip walked up to your hotel room door and stopped, listening intently from outside for a good few minutes.
“See. Spying,” you said to Deku.
“May we have a cut of that please?” Deku asked the guard and he nodded then reached for a USB from the pile in a container.
After being given a snippet of that recording, you and Deku headed back to the hotel room and finished lunch.
It was a few hours later that the mortician rang and Deku answered eagerly.
“I’m sorry,” the mortician said apologetically, “preliminary reports suggest that the deceased didn’t have any quirk in her system when she died.”
“Oh. I see. Thank you for your time,” Deku said sadly, “I appreciate you going to the trouble to find out on my behalf.”
“It was no issue,” the mortician replied, “it’s my pleasure to be able to help a hero.”
After wrapping up the conversation, you and Deku decided to have a little walk downstairs and out in the streets- doing a little window shopping.
It was nice to be out and about but your mind was still hooked on the case and you found yourself mulling over the counterfeit money issue.
Deku noticed you going quiet occasionally and he smiled to himself.
“She’s really focused on this case,” he thought as he looked through some clothes on a rack.
“What if he’s been embezzling funds?” you asked Deku out of the blue.
He chuckled. “You’re really into the case.”
“I’m sorry it’s just… I’ve been able to help this time! Every other story you’ve told me has been a physical fight or other, but this one… I’ve been able to assist. It makes me feel… helpful…” You looked away bashfully.