Different One
Eps. 24 Sports TKP

“Note and pen?” Mr. Charlie reiterates before taking.

Jorell nodded quickly.

“That note will help me, Sir. I can't write it all in my brain. So I can see everything written on my brain on that note later,” Jorell explained.

Mr. Charlie looked at Jorell for a moment. He thinks the kid is smart from what he says. Although still a boy.

“Alright, I'll get you a note and pen.”

Mr. Charlie went into the room and came back with a small note with a pen.

“This is for you.”

Jorell receives a note and pen from Mr. Charlie. He knew he was just a little boy with no detective talent. Nor does it have the equipment that a detective would have, but he would try his best without all of it, armed only with millions of neurons in his brain.

“Alright, Mr. Charlie. I want to know what you were doing six hours ago, starting from when Mr. Richard left the store.” Jorell begins his investigation.

This is the first time he has investigated a case like this. And for this first case for him, he just hopes to find the real culprit.

“What I do is my daily routine as always,” said Mr. Charlie.

He explained that after Richard's return, he was only in the store serving some buyers and serving several hours of buyers.

The store in addition to selling clock components, also serves the service. To serve the customers he was assisted by three servants. But to serve the clock, Mr. Charlie himself did it.

“So, you're not out of the store at all?” jorell asked.

“You could say so. I'm only in the store already at home, because today many buyers.”

“Then you know anyone who is into the kitchen today?” jorell asked again.

“All to kitchen in and out. And I don't memorize what time they go there.”

It's hard to find if it's like that, Jorell's inner self.

Xavier was silent, but he also thought.

“Mr Charlie, is there CCTV in this store? Maybe we can see it from there if there is that facility.”

“Ya, of course there are. There are two CCTV cameras here. One is in the store and the other is in the kitchen. Earlier the police had also checked the CCTV footage,” said Mr. Charlie.

“If there may we see it again, Mister?”

Mr. Charlie nodded. He then opened the monitor in another room in the house.

Jorell and Xavier sit next to Mr. Charlie. Look at the monitor in front of them.

From the monitor there are several buyers outside who come and go. Then in the kitchen also seen Mr. Charlie eating lunch there sitting alone.

Three of Mr. Charlie's shopkeepers also went in and out of the kitchen several times. Some take drinking water, eating and so on. Until a blood-stained knife was found lying on the floor, the same as the current position of the knife that has not changed.

“Excuse me Sir, can you replay it?” pinta Jorell's.

He said there was something strange about the CCTV footage.

The CCTV footage was replayed, Jorell watching closely. Even several times he asked for the recording to be paused in several parts.

“Master, what's the name of your waiter who came out last from this kitchen?” jorell asked pointing at a man dressed in all dark green.

He said the man looked suspicious if judged by other shopkeepers. His movements are suspicious.The man always settles in the direction of the CCTV camera is located for no reason. Strange enough if done by someone who intends to go to the kitchen just for lunch or take drinking water only.

“That Herald. He was the first servant to work here. It is like that his daily life, always looks anxious and anxious. But see there is a problem at all here,” explained Mr. Charlie.

He also added two other servants named Foster and Bernie.

“I felt something strange when I saw this tape, Sir. On this tape it's like there's a section removed. It is impossible for this knife to be located just like that here without anyone putting it.”

“But from the recording it looks connected no severed parts,” refute Xavier.

“Entah, if that's true the police should know about it and not establish myself as a suspect?” please, Mr. Charlie.

“Do the three shopkeepers here know Mr Richard before?” ask Jorell again, before assuming and making a provisional guess.

“They three knew Richard, of course. Who here doesn't know that guy?”

“That's not what I mean, sir. Out of your three shopkeepers, do any of them know Mr Richard well and are in contact with the man? Like also have a loan or attachment to other relationships?” Jorell explained because it seemed like Mr. Charlie had caught his point wrong.

The man was silent and seemed to think. He tried to remember again.

“Herald and Foster borrowed money from Richard first. But whether for now has it paid off or not? Are you suspecting them?”

“If Mr Bernie, does he not have contact with the loan shark?” Jorell asked again.

“Bernie is Richard's neighbor. A little much, if the neighbor must be dealing.”

Jorell recorded everything that Mr. Charlie described on the note he carried. He reread his handwriting.

“Master, this is just my guess before finding evidence. This issue seems to have something to do with one of your waiters at this store.”

Jorell's conclusion, it's not baseless, but he has a pretty strong argument as his foundation. he thinks someone who can put a knife in the kitchen is Mr. Charlie's closest party who knows the whole ins and outs of the house.

Since his family did not live in the house, the three servants were quite close to him as a substitute for the family.

“Are you sure of that?” strictly speaking Mr. Charlie seems doubtful to Jorell's argument.

“I just said that as a temporary guess. And it will be proven if I find the evidence. I have not suspected any of the three of them, sir. But, is it possible if you call the three of them here? I want to ask them.”

At first Mr. Charlie was hesitant about Jorell's words. But in the end he tried it too. After thinking maybe a while more police agents will come and drag him to the bui.

It doesn't hurt to try, does it? inner Mr. Charlie. Because the goddess Fortuna could have sided with him this time. Who knows?

“Good, I will call the three of them now to return to this store.”

Mr. Charlie then called one by one the waiter of his shop and told him to go back in.

“Bernie, can you come to the store for a minute?” said Mr. Charlie after the call.

“What did Mr Charlie you call me? Didn't you just say to go home first?” The voice on the other end of the phone sounded troubled.