Super Rich Detective System
Eps. 115 Missing Evidence
Master Adolf nodded with a slightly bent face.
“Alright, it's not wrong that I submitted the case file to you. Please, said the culprit,” replied in a whisper anyway.
Detective Carl just nodded in response
He returned after discussing some matters with Mr. Adolf.
Because it is still a mourning event, then Mr. Adolf returned to the event. It's not good to leave his business partners and relatives too long.
“Ouh!” Someone hit Detective Carl, halfway.
“Sorry, sorry Sir. I didn't accidentally,” said a man seemed to hurry then paused for a while, and felt guilty.
“Ya, it's okay.”
Detective Carl stared for a moment at the man. From his age he can estimate about 30-35 years. From the way his clothes look neat and wear a suit he can judge if the man is a business colleague of Mr. Adolf.
But the man was still standing in his place.
“Really, I'm fine, sir. You can continue the activity,” Detective Carl said, not knowing why the man was still standing there.
“Thank you.”
The man then walked back. Instead, he half ran into Mr. Adolf's house.
“Lexy! I've been waiting for you.” cried Mr. Adolf, as soon as I saw and heard someone who had just entered.
“Sorry, I'm late. There's an event at the office that I can't leave,”.
“Yes, it's okay. I did not expect you to attend this event even though you are no longer in touch with my daughter,” replied Mr. Adolf, then immediately invited him to join the others.
Lexy is Sarah Michelin's future husband. The man who cancelled his wedding, one day before the wedding.
He himself was deeply saddened by the death of Sarah due to suicide, which may have been the trigger is himself.
But trust me, it's not without reason that the man canceled their wedding. He was forced to cancel it, because at the insistence of his parents who did not approve of their relationship.
“Sarah, I shouldn't immediately cancel the wedding so you don't commit suicide like this,” regretfully stare at Sarah Michelin's photo on the table, next to the candle that was burning dimly at that time.
“Who is that guy actually?” muttered Detective Carl, looking at the face of the figure of the man who had hit him and now also looks sad even the hardest among the invitees present.
Detective Carl, then continued his steps after pausing to look at the man, then got into his car.
In the middle of the road leading to the house suddenly his phone shook violently.
He pulled out his phone quickly to see who was calling or there might be an incoming message for him.
The system has recovered. The next mission has been activated.
“I guess who,” decaknya after knowing it turns out notifications from the system.
And immediately the clock on the dashboard of the man's car is now turned into a mission execution timer.
“Gosh! Why is this the next mission coming so soon? If I don't know what the mission is, please stop,” he refused.
To be honest, he was still tired after finishing the previous case. The case of the blue police force is quite draining of mind and energy. It feels tired it has not disappeared even though it has been resting all day.
This mission is a case mission from Mr. Adolf.
“Oh, what a coincidence.”
Detective Carl smiled peed amid his fatigue because he felt lucky his mission was a mission that he had handled at this time.
Three-day mission execution deadline. And the reward is 30,000 points if successful in completing the mission before the deadline.
“Shiit!” detective Carl's curse is loud, condemning the system.
Why doesn't the system recover tomorrow or the next two days? He really made a fog like this if the time is too sudden. Moreover, he had already missed a few hours but the system did not count them.
Along the way the man kept cursing the system. Until in the middle of the road he stopped wearing because it passed Lake Eire.
Actually he would rather go home soon but due to the mandate of the system he was forced to stop there.
“Tnight like this, are there any clues I can find here?”
With a sigh of annoyance the man got out of the car. He parked his car in front away from the entrance to the lake.
Detective Carl walks slowly lazily out of the deserted lake, there is only one of him there.
He stopped at the area where he had previously found the rope left there.
“There are footprints here?” he muttered, seeing wet footprints.
He immediately stared at the rope.
“Gosh, that rope is gone. Someone took it!” pekiknya, saw the rope had disappeared from the mine.