IDENTITY: The Dark Story
Early Adventures (Part 1)

"The picture that was familiar to him;

Fire furnaces, rocking chairs, cigar smoke, cold conditions even covered in coats and coats.

The pies presented are enough to melt the atmosphere, without it panic is nothing

Boots that are placed on the table

Relax devouring news newspapers

When a rainstorm undermines the house even if it comes out, it will never happen again,

He felt the truth was all he needed, but all were seeking...

The trees are still searching as well...

He had to completely leave the warm house for his position of truth

A very insincere intention, it is better to sleep/write a letter to colleagues than to meet those who only need it when necessary ....

Without problems, it is nothing.especially with problems, it becomes even more despicable...

Flickering candles invite the train guide to break the atmosphere that should be calm, calm,

They don't want everything extinguished before he makes a decision.

Because the snow at that time should invite to rest and enjoy the view from the window glass

But they fool each other, too,

The warmth of the family left him, like not knowing and not living in that place ...

The paperless little feather was left to dry heartless, not thinking of a full life, not thinking of a full one,

The recliner is better in the stop

Peaceful conditions from inside the house, never invented..

The pillars of the antique house are solidly unshaded, the moonlight is calling to recite memory only in its indifference...."

(It's not a homemade poem borrowed from google alone, you can look for the title "Sherlock Holmes Night")

"Now stop that prank, Doctor."

This man in front of me is a friend and partner every time we face various cases, we are again on a train to the location that our klein is headed.

His name is Fu Chen. Yes he is an East Asian bloody Tiong Hoa although his attitude is a bit cold so but he is a very reliable partner by me.

"Ehem, come on Fu Chen, this is one of the famous poems I read recently and it has something to do with our current work."

"Let me guess for sure the poem 'Sherlock Holmes' Night, this poem is only for that legendary novel and what does it have to do with our current work?"

"Of course this is a relationship, try to imagine we are almost in the same situation by Dr. Watson and Sherlock Holmes."

"Sherlock and Watson. It's just a character from a biographical novel. Why compare it to the current situation?"

As I read it he looked at me and raised one eyebrow and shook his head as if he didn't want to listen to what I said just now.

"Hmm, this job is starting to feel full of shit."

"The business of the time is called nonsense? I think your point of view needs correction."

"While you say this is too much, but I think that's how I feel."

"As if this work is very important to me as well as appreciating our friendship."

"Your answers can always surprise me, Doctor." Bright Fu crossed his hands. "Because you value our friendship, try to explain. Why does Mr. Sherlock in this novel look similar to me from your point of view?"

"It's just a technical adjustment." Answer me in confusion too. "I'm a free and undisciplined person, so this kind of character doesn't understand much."

"It seems you people know yourself enough." He raised a finger in front of me. "My last question is, why should this Englishman be exactly the same as an Easterner like me?"

"Don't misunderstand me first. I respect you and your Asian background. Just know, Asians will never appear in mystery novels." My answer is full of fear because he's a nationalist. "It's not discrimination or prejudice, it's just that westerners assume that easterners are always superstitious."

"In my view, this has become a cultural habit."

"But admittedly, at least you've destroyed all their bad arguments."

"Well, what you say makes sense too."

My name is Ray Wolfa, a writer. Well, for when I was identified as a writer because I was with my best friend talking about the novel. There have been many stories I have written mostly from real stories that I wrote based on various cases I completed, I do not think many people like it if I am a writer.

But my ideal is as a doctor just because I earn a lot from my two identities this doesn't mean I have to leave my job as a doctor, I don't want to betray my ideals even though the income is not much but I am proud to have been able to achieve it through many problems.

Private clinic in Kota Pahlawan No. 21 B quiet as usual. At least his monthly income is enough to sustain the needs of my life. But this is not a big deal my colleague is a famous detective in his homeland, and through this connection I always earn extra income for my own sake.

Two detective consultants who provide services as official detectives. I'm the one who's brainwashed, Fu who's in action, and we're paid handsomely. We have been through a lot and many cases have been resolved by us.

We only help solve various cases from official detective cases and clients. The demand from the clients increased, on the contrary my clinic business got worse.

"Clinic is always quiet why can it?" I asked my partner.

He was a quiet man and a little strange, but he never ignored the person who asked him.

"Are you building a clinic just for police detectives who come to you all the time!?" The reply.

Yes yes too. When there's no case, I'll set a record of what I saw and heard that was the news in the next case.

"I didn't think the city was interesting either."

Instantly Fu broke my daydream. I set my eyes from the train window, looking out over the city with skyscrapers and various other large buildings.

Villa Raja, City of the Sea of Fire. Were it not for the "tragedy" of 5 years ago, this city might have been a great place to relax.

The city called "developing city" is now not like it used to be, I have to travel 9 hours from the city of Heroes to this city.

Colonial-style government buildings and as for the historical Museum that stores relics of the former colony.

"The "tragedy" of the past five years has turned this city full of dark events, but it's just the past that no one can face from the darkness of those events.