Clarius was prepared to hear his sister's "master" plan. They were never masterful, always left collateral damage, wasn't worth much, and always ended with Clarius taking the blame for her, or cleaning it up on his own. However, this was the norm for Clarius, and as long as is sister stayed herself, she should be able to pull strings to make sure nothing appeared on his record.

If having an evil genius of a sister had one benefit, it meant that nothing bad ever really happened to him. If something bad did happen to him, it was because of Diana. There was no middle ground, it was Diana's fault, or nothing bad happened to him. Honestly, she was more like a trouble making cat that loved torturing their owner, but Clarius would have preferred the cat. At least the cat didn't speak.

Maybe he should get a white fat Persian cat and name it Diana. Yes, that would be perfect.

As Willard began to formulate his plan on how to get his cat, he heard a high pitched scream.

Instinctively he placed his bookmark inside of his book, and made his way to where the screams occurred. Hopefully nobody noticed his bookmark, as it happened to be a scary picture of his sister's face with the words 'Big sister is watching.' He really hated using it, but his sister made him, and doing that was much easier than listening to one of her fits. They were always the worst. 

Clarius was already calculating a few things inside of his head. The victim was obviously female given the scream, as well as the location being fairly close. This means that the culprit couldn't have gotten very far, which meant anybody they see in the hallway could be considered a suspect.

By the time he made it to the crime scene, there was already a small group, and somebody was carrying a girl off. He also noticed the boy carrying the girl was applying excess pressure to an area, as well as a ring of red around the area. She also seemed like she was knocked out, which added a lot to the case. Obviously, that girl was the victim, which meant it was time for him to get some clues. And given her current shape, he was more than likely going to bring her to the nurse. Hopefully, this would be an easy case.

However, before sprinting as fast as he could, Clarius looked straight into his sister's eyes. His usual uninterested, bored eyes were serious, which would tell his sister everything. This look would be more than enough for his sister, and it would also tell her what she needed to do. They spent so much time around each other, that they could probably think for one another, so small signals like this were nothing.

Clarius began to follow the pair, which eventually lead him to the nurses office, like he figured. Hopefully everybody would cooperate with him, and this could end quickly.

" Hello, excuse me sir. I'm Clarius Branford, year four, and head of the detection club. Given the events that have just transpired, I believe it would be best if you could tell me everything you know. I'd also like to examine the girl once the nurse is done with doing what she needs to. I already noticed something fairly weird. So please, cooperate with me so we can find out the truth of what happened. 

It was show time for Clarius, and now wasn't his time to screw up. He spoke as slowly, clearly, and respectfully as he could. He needed to get these things done, and fast so that nobody else got hurt.