Arabella And Beauty System
First Interview

Arabella had just arrived at a large police station, where she used to go for detective tests. Yeah, he works there, too. He should have gone there when he called.

When she reached the front yard, the girl turned to look towards Nael who was just about to enter the car. When Arabella approached, the man did not turn his head at all. Then the girl frowned.

This sister Nael told me to come but why is she pretending not to see me?

"You can drive a car?", asked the man.

"Eh.. Not brother, hehe"

"Then, come in"

Arabella turned to the right and to the left, "Where are you going?"

Nael clucked, "Get in the car, of course"

"Eh? Where are you taking me?", asked Arabella plainly.

The man sighed, "Of course for an interview"

"Oh, all right!", Arabella opened the red car door, and went inside.

The man shook his head, then walked around and entered the driver's door.

*

About 5 minutes drive, Nael's car stopped at a small parking lot on the side of the road, precisely in front of an empty shop.

After removing her seat belt, Nael retrieves something from her bag that she placed on the bench next to her. A false curly hair, round glasses, and also a small voice recorder that is no bigger than a jar.

"Wear this hair and these glasses" the man said and thrust the curly hair and glasses on Arabella.

Arabella stared in wonder at the wedge-like fake hair. But a little while later, he realized something, "Well, this looks like my old hair!", she said plainly and happily.

Nael chuckles small, "Immediately put on. Wear it well, because this interview needs to be done undercover. I don't want that wig to fall when you do the interview "

Arabella cleared her throat, "If anything happens, brother? We know god's plan"

Nael gave him a flat look.

Fake hair falling, you say god's plan? What did this girl think?, Nael's inner wonder.

"If that happens, I'll fire you right away"

"Oh, my gosh, good brother. Here, I was wearing", Arabella put on a big smile, then quickly put the fake hair on her head.

First he tied his hair. As much as possible he made it not look bulging. Then she put on the fake hair. The fake hair had a strong adhesive, Arabella was sure that it would not fall from her head.

"Glass eyes too, sis?", asked Arabella, Nael was nodding.

After he finished wearing the glasses, he took a small mirror from behind the car seat. He smiled broadly at the sight of himself who looked different.

"And another one.", Nael offered Arabella the voice recorder she had held, "Put this in your pocket"

Arabella picked up the little thing, and watched it for a moment, "It's not a bomb, brother?"

Nael clucked, "Of course not. Why did I bomb you?"

Arabella nodded her head. Although he was still astonished, but he still put the small object in his pocket.

"Well, you remember the dialogue I said, right?"

Arabella nodded steadily, "Remember sister!"

"Alright, madam the burger seller is in front of this shophouse. All you need to do is have her talk after ordering her burger. You understand, right?"

"Faham sis!"

"Alright then.", Nael paused while looking at the situation outside his car, "Start"

*

After five minutes, Arabella returned to the car with a cheerful smile on her face, leaving Nael astonished. The man glanced towards the few pelastics that the girl had brought. A lot, he thought.

"You didn't forget to do the interview, did you?", asked Nael after Arabella entered the car door on the passenger side.

It's good that you remember, Nael murmured in his heart.

"Goodoo. I thought you were just focused on buying a burger"

Arabella did not answer. He was busy removing and separating burgers of various types that he bought. Seeing that many burgers made Nael shake his head.

This girl was told to buy a burger for the experiment, instead bought a sack, her mind.

"Oh, the burgers are a lot, brother. This sister, eaten", Arabella thrusting one of the plastic burgers in her hand.

"No. Your fault bought a lot. I didn't tell you to buy a lot"

"Ng. but brother, if you buy only one, there will be little time to interview him. So I bought a lot of kak, hehe", replied Arabella.

Hm. true as well. Why don't I think about it?, asked Nael in his heart.

"Alright here" Nael took the burger that Arabella had been offering.

While the man was enjoying the burger, Arabella took out a voice recorder that she had placed in her pocket before exiting the car. He looked back at the little thing. There was a bright red light dot on the top.

"How does this thing work?", asked Arabella curiously.

"That's a voice recorder from afar. And the recorded voice will be directly stored on my phone", replied Nael.

Arabella rounded her eyes, "That means my voice is also my sister?"

"Of course"

"Why.. sister why didn't you tell me that you were going to record the sound?"

Nael frowned, "Why should you say it?"

Arabella hesitantly replied, "Sorry sister, can this record a sound... fart?"

"If the sound is heavy, of course it can be"

Arabella looked a bit panicked.

Jesus, I had a chance to waste the wind after getting out of the car, and the sound was quite heavy, Arabella was afraid.

Where there is a voice recorder that can record the sound of farting, strange base, Nael's inner while holding his laughter.

"Hm. By the way, what I got from the interview, it seems that Madame Liana with her husband is very romantic" said Arabella to shift the topic.

Nael did not answer, the man even took the voice recorder that is still in the grip of Arabella. Then the man opened his phone, and hardened the volume slightly.

And sure enough, the recording of the voice recorder was immediately heard through Nael's phone.

Yes, my husband is a good man. He never gets angry..

There was one of the words from Madame Liana on the phone, from the recording of the voice recorder, of course.

Hm.. Burger sales this idea who is the mistress, if I may know?

Actually, it was both of our ideas. We changed sales ideas often

Well, the burgers are delicious, the hot dogs are too. Thank you very much, madam!

Same

Foeto.. Record finished.

"Good"

Arabella raised her eyebrows dumbstruck, "Huh?"

"good. You interviewed her without being nervous, and it sounded natural"

Arabella smiled broadly, proud of the man's praise.

"Ng.. Is there another task, brother?", asked Arabella to switch the topic.

"none. For today, it was quite so. We have to go home and deliver the footage to Mr. Steve", Nael replied as he turned on his car, preparing to return to the main police station.