First Case To Solve

Mr. Bee's eyes gleamed with excitement as he gazed at the screens displaying the faces of the vampire and werewolf kings. "Alright then!" he said, his voice dripping with anticipation.

The screens showed the two kings, both handsome and classy men with unique hairstyles. The werewolf king's face appeared on one screen, while the vampire king's face appeared on another. The biggest screen displayed a split image of both kings.

The werewolf king's face twisted in anger. "You need help?" he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "Actually, you rascals need help. Because of your kind, our kingdom is in chaos."

The vampire king's face darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. "You rascal! You nerd toothpick!" he retorted, his voice rising. "Oh, shut up, you hairy animal! Looks like we don't need to talk to humans... let's get ready for war... huh!"

Just then, the serum started working, and all the skills of Mr. Freeman were activated in Mr. Bee's body. "Wait... wait! Listen to me!" the werewolf king said, his attitude changing suddenly.

The vampire king's expression turned curious. "He looks like the new boss," he said, his voice filled with interest.

Mr. Bee smiled, his eyes gleaming with confidence. "Yes, I am the new boss! And I think we can solve this together. If you two start from the beginning, from where it all started!"

The werewolf king nodded, a calm expression on his face. "I'll tell you," he said, his voice measured. "The thing is, we lived happily and safely, with peace and no violence... then one day, what happened was our kingdom felt like a deadly earthquake... when I knew about the murder of an innocent little girl by these vampires..."

The vampire king interrupted, his face reddening with anger. "All lies and rubbish! I'll tell you! The moment I heard that news, our kingdom was facing an earthquake... I was very ashamed to hear this... that they killed the girl... these werewolves did that."

Mr. Bee listened attentively, sipping his tea as he absorbed the information. Officer Swan sat beside him, looking worried and confused.

As the two kings continued to argue, Mr. Bee finished his tea and handed the cup to his staff member. "Okay, okay... alright, I got the case," he said, his voice calm and collected. "And to see whose mistake it was... we need to get to the girl."

Officer Swan's eyes widened in surprise. "What?" he asked, his voice filled with confusion.

Mr. Bee smiled, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Yeah, no other way I see of solving the case."

The two kings pressed a button on their thrones, and a portal appeared. Mr. Bee and Officer Swan stepped into the portal, finding themselves near the place where the incident had happened.

There was no body to be seen, and the two kings appeared soon after, looking like young, classy, and handsome men with thin beards. The vampire king wore a long red and black cape, while the werewolf king wore a leather jacket.

"I don't see any body here," the vampire king said, his voice filled with disappointment. "Let's go back."

They returned to the split screen, and Mr. Bee communicated with both kings. "You couldn't do anything," the vampire king said, his voice calm and collected. "Should we get ready for war now?"

Mr. Bee smiled, his eyes gleaming with confidence. "No, no... get me a chance! It's a strange case, and I need time."

The werewolf king showed some impatience. "Look, Mr... Mr. Bee," he said, his voice filled with urgency. "We need a solution now. If we don't get it by morning, we'll start the war, and your world will be affected too."

Officer Swan looked worried, but Mr. Bee remained calm. "Don't worry, Officer Swan," he said, his voice reassuring. "I'll solve this case."

As the screens went dark, Mr. Bee turned to his staff member. "Hey, remember to close the windows and put on the veils in the morning," he said, his voice matter-of-fact. "I hate sunlight, you know."

Officer Swan stood beside him, looking confused. "What are you doing?" he asked, his voice filled with frustration. "Not even trying to avoid... so we can go home!"

Mr. Bee's expression turned serious. "What home, Swan?" he asked, his voice filled with emotion. "What home? The society has never done good to us at all... but finally, we learned to survive... now they need our help, and someone has to get them some help... and we have everything here... finally, these men respect......."

Mr. Bee's gaze drifted off, lost in thought. "I mean, how did the suit come out of me?" he mused, his voice barely above a whisper.

Officer Swan shrugged, his expression nonchalant. "Strange technology, maybe it's better for us to be here, hmm."

Mr. Bee nodded, his mind still reeling with questions. But for now, he pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand – solving the case and preventing war between the vampires and werewolves.

As the night wore on, Mr. Bee's determination only grew stronger. He was convinced that he could find a solution, no matter how complex the case might be.

The fate of multiple worlds rested on his shoulders, and he was determined to rise to the challenge.

With a newfound sense of purpose, Mr. Bee set out to gather more information, to piece together the puzzle and find the truth behind the murder of the little girl.

The clock ticked away, the hours passing slowly as Mr. Bee worked tirelessly to solve the case. And as the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, Mr. Bee finally had a breakthrough.

With a satisfied smile, he turned to Officer Swan. "I think I've found the solution," he said, his voice filled with confidence.

Officer Swan's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?" he asked, his voice filled with hope.

Mr. Bee nodded. "Yes, really. Let's go and tell the kings."

Together, they made their way to the split screen, where the vampire and werewolf kings waited anxiously.

"Well?" the vampire king asked, his voice impatient. "Do you have a solution?"

Mr. Bee smiled, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Yes, I do," he said, his voice calm and collected. "And it's quite simple, really."

The werewolf king leaned forward, his eyes filled with curiosity. "What is it?" he asked, his voice eager.

Mr. Bee smiled again, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "The truth," he said, his voice dramatic. "The truth is, the little girl was killed by neither the vampires nor the werewolves."

The two kings exchanged a confused glance. "What do you mean?" they asked in unison.

Mr. Bee's smile grew wider. "I mean that the killer was someone entirely different," he said, his voice filled with conviction. "Someone who wanted to start a war between your kingdoms."

The vampire and werewolf kings looked at each other, shock and realization dawning on their faces.

"Who?" they asked, their voices filled with anger and determination.

Mr. Bee's smile faded, replaced by a serious expression. "That," he said, "is what we need to find out."

And with that, Mr. Bee and Officer Swan set out on a new mission, to uncover the truth behind the murder and bring the real killer to justice.

The fate of multiple worlds still hung in the balance, but with Mr. Bee's determination and Officer Swan's support, they were one step closer to solving the case and preventing war.

As they journeyed on, the sun rising higher in the sky, Mr. Bee couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. The adventure had only just begun, and he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.