Doppelganger: Detective Frans' Adventure
The God's Wing: Dr. Q!

“Actually I don't want to keep hiding like this.” Lala held up a sling bag and she rushed out. Jonah followed and locked the door, and the two of them walked down the stairs.

“If so, we'd better come and surrender.”

“Then we died together in prison. That's not what you mean?” Lala belittles. Her short hair was swaying on both sides of her cheeks.

“Although we escaped, will not be able to live quietly, right?” Joe nodded long.

They entered a car and headed to a port. After arriving at their destination a short break. There were clouds hanging like cotton and marching north as if blown by the goddess of nature. A group of birds flew in unison and the wind gushed softly. Jonah dropped his butt in the long chair and took a deep breath. Lala took off the wide hat she was wearing and sat down next to Joe.

“Thames River!” chirps Joe. “Many histories happen in this legendary river—all England stands to this day. What are we gonna do? Traveling and taking a slow boat ride?” Joe pointed to a fairly large ship leaning against the shipyard and many tourists were busy talking near the ship.

“Follow what I say. We'll meet Doctor Q on board the ship.”

On board they looked calm with expressions without the slightest admiration. The appearance of Lala and Jonah will be no one knows, not with a new face and status as a couple who are enjoying the Thames wind. They both entered the main room for dinner. There will be a banquet and all can enjoy the atmosphere on board without awkward. In a corner of the room is a shiny black piano that seems to only be played when dinner takes place. Some waiters went around carrying trays and offered drinks to some passengers.

“Hotel on water.” Jonah.

“Don't be childish, Joe. We are not here to enjoy all this.” Lala looked serious.

Joe stared at Lala. “Can you stop ruling me? My brain could explode and I would die of boredom. At least enjoy tonight. At least an hour and we've been pulled over. It's dinner time, you should shut up, sit down in front of me, and we'll enjoy the banquet on this ship. Comeing! Let's see if this ship's restaurant has a reliable cook.” Joe pulls Lala's hand.

“You really suck. I hope after meeting dr. Q you can't speak ill of me anymore.”

“Talk about later. I don't know who he is, Dr. Q, J, K, As, or dr. Joker, I don't care. My stomach is hungry and it feels like all my intestines have been trying to creep out through my esophagus and want to strangle my neck.”

“Huh! Alright-good. We'll eat now.”

The surface of the water in the glass was calm, so calm without the slightest sway. The ship was very stable and Jonah seemed to be chewing his food voraciously as his eyes looked around and his brain thought about why it was so calm. Ah, gravity, Jonah thought. A ship is as silent as a building on land.

“Rain?” chirps Lala.

“Yes. Rain's coming. The atmosphere is more delicious, right?” Joe chuckles.

It was indeed a truly melancholy atmosphere, but all of it was broken with a sudden great shock that made plates and glasses crackle. The fork, spoon, and knife on the plate also shifted. The ship really shook. The explosion!

“What?” jonah shouted almost choking.

“Heard the explosion at the stern.” Lala immediately woke up.

All the passengers looked like they were running. The butler seemed to run away from the kitchen and was also confused. A woman spoke through a microphone and asked the passengers to calm down. The ship calmed down again and no longer swayed violently, although it still felt a little like going up and down slowly.

Lala and Jonah slowly stepped out and found the fire had been burning in the back stern of the lower part. The roar of the cold wind typical of the river stroked the face accompanied by rain water that slapped the surface of the deck of the ship. Among the thick smoke were seven figures standing. One of them appeared to be holding a long-barreled firearm.

“Code Breakers!” peekik Joe's.

“Do not be rash. Calm down, we're in disguise.”

“They came with detectives from Asia it—si Ray and another, parents ... who is he?” Joe whispers.

“Entah. I don't know who that old man is either.”

They walked up to Lala and Jonah, another passenger standing there looking at the gunmen. Not yet had time to blink, Rachel immediately pulled his firearm and fired at visitors, the bullet hit the floor deck and did not hit the person— seems he deliberately. The atmosphere became more terrible because the screams and cries of the visitors coloring the Aurora ship that sailed right after the magrib. Along with the rain, the terrified cries of the passengers made the ears itchy.

“Jonah! The lala! You can't run anymore, I know you're on this ship.” Shouted Ray loudly.

Amidst the commotion, Lala and Jonah looked at each other. They have been perfect in disguise, never experienced anything like being caught—which is like tonight they experienced.

“You two. Blonde and like Dora! And you're a pale-faced man. Joe and Lala, that's your name.” The old man standing beside Rachel pointed towards Jonah and Lala. The old man was none other than a Mockingbird.

“Sial!” peekik Joe's. He immediately pulled Lala's hand and turned around.

Dor's! The explosion of firearms was heard again, this time it came from a different direction, near where the lifeboat was, a black shadow was seen and had just fired his weapon.

“Need help? Lala-Jonah?!” shouted the short-faced red-faced man highlighted the lights on the deck. He stepped up and aimed at Rachel. The weapon Rachel was holding had been thrown away from being shot by a foreign man just now.

Lala and Joe who had been intending to run had stopped their steps and caught their breath. The other visitors had entered the dining room and only the security guards showed up and were on standby with guns each and there were four ship security officers.

“Yes! It's me!” sahut. Q while pulling the trigger.

Ray and the Code Breakers run away and hide behind the main mast of the ship. No one expected and no one could guess the nimble movements of an old man whose head had been full of gray hair. Mockingbird ran fast and his legs rested on a long chair—straight then he jumped high and only took a few more steps, he had been in the presence of the doctor's contet.

“Halo, doctor. Let's dance. Bullet speed you can't follow my movement.” Mockingbird said as he waved the fist and the firearm held by the doctor bounced far enough to hit the fence.

“Damn you!” shouted dr. Q.

Mockingbird swung his fist again and landed on the doctor's face. The doctor grimaced in pain, his nose was broken and fresh blood instantly flowed. The blood was swept away by rainwater flowing from the doctor's forehead.

“You are very weak, Doc!” Mockingbird sneering.

“Shoppers! Don't underestimate myself!” it's standby. Damn, if it hadn't rained, my view would have been clear. The doctor nodded.

“The girl mentioned your name dr. Q, right? How interesting, I seem to have to paralyze you and dig up a lot of information from you.”

“Stop that formality of yours! I'll crush your porous skull, old bangka!” the doctor is angry.

The doctor swung his right hand, immediately pushed away by the Mockingbird. Now it was the turn of the Mockingbird again launched the attack with a lightning blow, the doctor seemed to grimace at the return of receiving the bogem on the right cheek. Mockingbird took two steps back, he put the horses—both hands he positioned in front of the chest and clenched. He was preparing to attack again, his left leg he used as a pedestal, the right leg with a nimble he swung and hit the doctor's waist. There were hardly two seconds in preparing for the attack and the doctor really did not have time to dodge. The doctor immediately slammed—ia groaning in pain.

“Come. Wake up,” says Mockingbird.

Bruk! Instantly a hard object hit Mockingbird's head. Apparently Joe did this, hitting Mockingbir on the head with a small paddle lying near the lifeboat.

Rachel and the other Code Breakers had come out of hiding and picked up the long-barreled weapon earlier.

“Give up or this hot bullet will talk!” shouted Rachel.

Lala and Joe are increasingly unconcerned, as the Mockingbird groans, they rush to save dr. Q and memapah doctor the contet. River Thames, a large river that has turbulent water resembling sea level. No one expected, the three fugitives, Lala, Jonah, and dr. Q jumps freely into the river from the top of the deck.

“Damn it!” rachel shouted as she ran towards the Mockingbird.

Rachel looked down, only a turbulent stream of water a moment after the three fugitives jumped into the river. The ship goes further and further.

“What will we do? Should I go diving and chase them?” said Antonio.

“No need. They certainly will not last long in a river this wide and in the midst of heavy rain. If they survived, then we just do the search again.” Rachel lit up a cigarette and looked at the sky covered with dense clouds and the rain had subsided a little.

***

“Cold, dark, tightness, limp. That's what I can feel when I'm in the water.” Lala said while shivering.

“Ah. Much the same. However, I don't know how they tracked us?” timpal Joe's.

“Entahlah. Our disguise may be imperfect and too careless that the plotters have smart people and turn off.”

“Yes. Youre right. So, this is dr. Q it?” Jonah turned to look at the doctor who was rubbing his palms because of shivering.

“Yes. He was the one who kidnapped my papa's body and also put the bodies in the hotel that we were investigating at the time.” Lala looked at Joe.

 “So he who beheaded and ransacked the entrails of the corpses?” chirps Jonah.

“Yes. And if you don't want to help me and even betray, then you will also have the same fate.” Lala looked glared.