**L, I've recently got word from the United States of America that eight of their agents are dead.** "..." **It must...no...it has to be Killer how did this.** He grabbed the microphone. "If you stay calm and listen to me, we'll be able to get through this...was there anyone who knew all 12 of their faces, or had done some kind of data on them?" "Only myself, until today." "What?!" **A request came in today, they specified for all the names and photos of all of the agents in U.S., so they could collaborate with each other. I sent the email and the photos as an attachment.** "That's it! Killer must of obtained contact information from that agent, tell me which agent you sent that e-mail to." "All of them." 'I see, it makes sens-' **L...those …show more content…
83% of his victims are in the U.S. alone so I'm sorry for this L...but, the FBI is terminating its investigation in the United States.** …show more content…
Susan laughed in response. 'This isn't working out...she looks so weird up close I need to find a way out of this mess...uh...' "ODDLY NON-SPECIFIC EXCUSE!" Stan flew out of the booth and knocked over some trays of pasta as she ran off. "Yikes.." OoO Out of the corner of his eye, Dipper caught an ominous door blatantly labeled 'Dipper Memories'. "Hey look guys," He hollered. "Memories about specifically me, I'll just-" Ryuuku could already see where this was about to lead. "Don't forget, dipshit, you're still the owner of the Death note." "I'm a reasonable guy, if he speaks about me in negative connotation I can control myself..." Dipper arrogantly added, "don't underestimate me." "-yoink!" "Gah! I hate it when you pinch me like that!" Dipper fell back on the door, rubbing his sore cheek. "Mab-wait, Soos?! Huh, you're awake?!" "Yep!" "Hey." Ryuuku said. "-and now I'm back out again! Following Soos' loud thud on the ground, Mable along with Xyler and Craz waltzed over to Dipper. She peered at the door Dipper was standing behind. "-I just wanna see what the old guy thinks of my, no big