Different One
Eps. 25 First Investigation
Three of Mr. Charlie's servants finally arrived at the store. Herald, Foster and Bernie came in the store together.
“What's Mr Charlie?” ask Foster.
Mr. Charlie just kept quiet and didn't respond. He wants to explain what.
“Come on you three. There's someone inside who wants to talk.”
The three maids were confused, then entered and were increasingly confused to see who they had met the two boys.
“You searched for us what is it?”
“This is Mr. Richard.” It wasn't Jorell talking but Xavier.
“We will only ask, so please cooperate,” explained Jorell. There's no way he's gonna say he's looking for a perp who put a blood-soaked knife in the kitchen.
Directly Jorell conduct investigations as the detectives usually do.
“Master Herald do you have a loan at Mr Richard?”
“Yes, I once owed him but paid off six months ago.”
Jorell paused his conversation for a while. He saw him the other guy was also Xavier.
“Xavier, you dragged me here. So you have to help me. You ask them too. Record all the results you ask and leave them to me. It would take a long time if I did it alone. Maybe a police agent will be here soon.” Jorell whispered softly in Xavier's ear.
Xavier was forced to nod even though he could not do as Jorell did. But he'll help.
“Mr Bernie and Mr. Foster, you both come with me to the front.”
Xavier deliberately invites forward to separate from Jorell. And Mr. Herald. He did so that the question and answer process took place smoothly.
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“Master Herald, what have you done during this one day in store?” ask Jorell again.
The man, who was about 27 years of medium height, then told him what his alibi was for a day.
Jorell records what the Herald said.
“Have you previously had any problems with Mr Richard or Mr Charlie?” Jorell asked the question again.
A little while the man was silent, but then replied in the end.
“I have no problem with both of them.”
Jorell noticed the Herald's expression and facial expression as he spoke. Whether the man said it was true or not.
Several times the Herald's eyes avoided Jorell's gaze. Makes Jorell suspicious of her.
“Are you an IT graduate?”
“Not, I graduated the machine,” reply Herald.
“Are you proficient at cooking?”
The Herald threw a big smile.
“What question is it? So ridiculous. I can't cook. I don't want to be able to cook even though I have free time. Bother.” Herald.
Jorell again threw in some other questions. Until he finally did something.
“Excuse me, I want to see your palm.”
The Herald opened his palm wide. He didn't know what Jorell meant and flipped his hand.
His nails are short and clean. No scars on the hands.
“Alright, thanks for the cooperation. Please sit down, Sir to wait for your two friends.”
The Herald then sat down as requested by Jorell.
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Jorell this time sat opposite Foster.
“Mr Foster, I have something to ask you. Precisely about today's activities you do in the store.” Jorell asked.
“I work as usual. I went to the kitchen a few times to drink. The rest spend a lot of time in the store. Many buyers.”
“Yes, I borrowed money from him three months ago and still lack one deposit,” Foster said.
Jorell continued to pay attention to the man's face and eyes during the questioning. To see if Foster was honest or lying?
“How big is your loan?”
“It's funny that I have to give a big debt to a kid like you. Amusingly. You could say it's worth the price of two motors.”
Jorell started thinking. A waiter like Foster what his salary is with a debt range of around $ 5000, it will certainly be difficult to pay it off.
Is it true that three times? If true, it must be a large amount to be deposited plus the interest is very large. Is he just one less? Where could he pay such a large deposit?
“Master, do you have any other side jobs besides here?” search Jorell to prove his doubts.
“Yes, at night I open a small cafe on a big street near home.”
Jorell's doubts were answered already. So the man could pay off the debt with the proceeds from the cafe he opened.
“If you can know what menu you sell?”
“I'm a France food specialist. So all the French menus I made. You come by my cafe next time to try it. Guaranteed you'll be hooked.”
Jorell simply commented on the faint smile of hearing it. Foster is still promoting.
French food cuisine requires special skills to make it with qualified skills. It could be Mr. Foster using a knife.
“Do you understand IT?” ask Jorell. Because only people who understand IT can delete records neatly without being seen.
“Yes, a little bit I understand that. Even I can design my own logo cafe also installation CCTV and so on there.”
Back Jorell asked the man to open both of his palms.
“What do you want to see in my hand?” ask Foster to feel weird. The topic that Jorell discussed was different from the one discussed earlier.
Foster opened his palm, and Jorell immediately examined it.
His nails are a little dirty. May be exposed to cut and unclean vegetable marks when cleaning it. Wait, there's an incision mark on the index finger, like a sliced scar. Didn't he say master cook? If it were an expert, it would be impossible to get hurt like this.
“Good, Mr. Foster, thank you for the good cooperation. Please sit down with Mr. Herald. I'll talk again.”
After saying so, Jorell walked out of the room towards where Xavier was. Right at the moment when he went in there, Xavier was done asking Bernie.
“This is the note you requested.” Xavier handed Jorell his little note.
Jorell checked the note and read it carefully.
“Wait, Mr. Bernie. There are some questions I want to ask you.” Jorell stopped Bernie's move from the room.
The man stopped by linking his two dark brows. It turned out that after getting a lot of questions, there were still questions that he had to answer.
“Yes, what are you asking?”
“Can I see both palms of your hands?” Jorell.
Bernie breathed a heavy sigh. He did not know, what Jorell meant, but he opened his palm as well.
Jorell looked at Bernie's palm. There's an incision wound there. Also the nails on the middle finger are dirty. It's black and it looks like the shit is clumping.
“One more time, do you understand about IT? Can you monitor CCTV?” ask Jorell.
“Yes, I understand. Sometimes I fix CCTV here too.”
“Good, Sir. Please join the others there. I'll be back in a while.”
After Bernie joined the others, Jorell now appears to be sitting alone with Xavier.
He reread his notes.
“Have you found the culprit who put the bloody knife in the kitchen?” ask Xavier.
“I still have to check one more thing just to find who did.”
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