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35. Early stage research

"Excuse me, what?! You didn't forget the purpose we came here for, did you? Mr Naryono?"

Hasan patted his forehead as Pak Naryono shouted the woman's name and ran up to him.

"If it's like this we won't be able to get the job done quickly." Hasan looked at Mr. Naryono in frustration.

Unbeknownst to Hasan, Pink Man who was beside him was colonized by the abk.

His face was covered and his mouth gagged, Pink Man was bullied by the slightly rude mischievous children.

Hasan who saw his friend contested like a banana immediately pulled him.

"These people are like monkeys. You okay, buddy?"

Hasan opens the face of Pink Man.

"No papa."

Hasan and Pink Man looked at each other and then ran to the side of Mr. Naryono.

"Why are you guys?! What are you running from?"

"The abk's there playing rough sir. Pink Man's time smothered wearing black."

"Sorry, it's my AA." Said the woman in the white shirt.

"YES?"

"Foster child."

"I'm sorry to represent them,"

The woman was very beautiful, her hair was ponytail, her skin was clean, white, and soft. It's really like a village flower in a movie, but most of the movies Hasan references are horror films whose village flower ends up dead on G*****g.

"Hasan, Arif, this is my niece Nina."

"So you said that nephew who ran away a long time ago? What did I run away for?" Hasan asked Nina.

Nina slightly glared at Pak Naryono.

"That was 5 years ago. Because of a problem in my family decided to run away from home, so." Nina explained the outline alone.

"We're looking for a whiff of a smelly nugget case. Did anyone do anything today or yesterday?" (Pak Naryono)

"There is, but the man is dead,"

The eyes of Hasan, Pink Man, and Mr. Naryono were perfectly rounded to hear that the complainant was dead. They each had their own reasons for surprise.

Hasan mourned the departure of the complainant.

Pink Man was just surprised.

While Mr. Naryono thought deeper. "Could the complainant have died from the nuggets she had eaten? If so, then it's Smell Detective's live stream." Inner pak Naryono.

With escorted by Nina, the Rotten Food team immediately moved to the deceased's house, where there were still many deceased families.

Hasan was told to come to their house because he was the most good looking. Hasan wants to do it too.

Hasan lowered his head as he passed in front of the fathers sitting in plastic chairs, not forgetting that Hasan greeted them one by one and put on a friendly smile.

Funny thing is, all the people here are autistic. Even though they were sitting in plastic chairs like normal people they were still special people who somehow had similar ones even though they were not blood. Hasan did not ask where the victims' families were.

"Excuse me,"

Hasan approached some hijab-wearing women at the door.

One of the 3 normal-looking women suddenly cried, the other woman told Hasan that Bagas Hartono was dead.

"He died last afternoon from food poisoning. If not wrong, this is the famous BPOM officer in Banjarmasin right?"

Hasan smiled faintly before confirming the woman's question.

Unexpectedly the two women asked to take a picture with him.

Hasan took them some distance away, about 20 meters from the deceased's house so as not to disturb those who were mourning.

Because Hasan even took pictures with the girl, Naryono sir immediately approached her and asked her to focus. After the two girls left, Naryono invited Hasan to the nugget seller's house.

"Our main task is to check the freshness and feasibility of consumption of a product. I suspect the man is food poisoning."

"You're too parno sir, not everyone dies from poison. What you say is not necessarily wrong either. Oh, where's Pink Man?"

"He was meeting with the local rt chief to ask for a stay permit. Because after this we'll continue our journey to further afield."

Hasan had the idea to make this trip a piece of content. Their report of 3 cases that are very time-consuming and labor to solve this will be very suitable as content. For example, the outline, 3 cases that make detectives stink in the fog. The outline was very suitable with the first case, namely the terrible case in the mall, and now the mystery of the nugget smelled bad in the village.

Hasan's imagination is increasingly wild, the idea of the idea in his head grew absurd until he was not aware he was exposed to the same rabbit trap as Pink Man.

Hasan's shoes and trouser legs became very dirty, they met again with Nina who wanted to go to the mosque because the adzan maghrib was already reverberating.

"Ehh om Yono, where is dusk like this?

"You go to the house of the nugget seller Nin, he said his house is on the edge of this housing estate. Why is it always on the other end?" Pak Naryono snorted in annoyance.

"Do you want me to tell you a shortcut to the seller's house?" Nina offers a solution, Hasan accepts any solution.

"How's Nina doing?"

Nina walked past them and opened a shortcut fence in the middle of the rice paddies.

"Through here, the road is a bit slippery so you better be careful." Nina Said.

"Where should we go after passing through this rice field?" Ask Hasan.

"Actually the house you are looking for can be seen from here. That's his house, which is green at the far right."

Hasan was looking in the direction that Siska pointed to, seen to be close but if they take the initial path that is to go around the rice fields will be very far away. Because their time is narrow due to the day that starts at night, Pak Naryono also sends sharelock their location to the Pink Man and then take the slippery shortcut.

Several times Mr. Naryono almost slipped, Mr. Naryono was surprised when he saw Hasan walking calmly even though his legs could not be silent.

"I practiced walking techniques during silat and karate training first. They also teach you how to walk on slippery surfaces." Terang Hasan's.

Finally Hasan arrived first in the house leaving Naryono sir who was still in the middle of the rice field.

"Curtain! I shouldn't have been through here."

Dear thousand dear, Mr. Naryono failed to maintain his balance and ended up slipping. 

His face smelled the black mud, Hasan who was on the other side could not help but laugh. 

Outraged by his own decision, Naryono finally took off his shoes and began to climb the slippery road.

Mr. Naryono turned towards the back. It is not supposed to come to the house of Naryono people with dirty clothes, which is why Mr. Naryono handed the task to Hasan.

Hasan rang the bell, and the owner came out with a butcher knife in his left hand.

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