Super Rich Detective System
Eps. 131 Bomb Blasts
Detective Carl makes a small homemade bomb the size of half a palm that he sticks in a cake he ordered at a nearby bakery from his office.
He deliberately set up a mini bomb like that. Because what? Although mini does not mean the explosive power is small, the explosive power is the same as the type of bomb assembly is larger.
It's just that if the mini size will be more difficult to defuse the bomb, and it takes longer than providing a larger homemade bomb.
“Package!” leo exclaimed louder than ever, for there was still no response either.
Clack! Shortly after, a man came out of the super-luxury house.
Foster Bridge himself went out to meet Leo.
“There is a package for Mr. Foster Bridge,” Leo said, once the man had reached the fence, in front of him.
“Package?”
Foster Bridge frowned.As he remembered he did not order any packages today.
Who sent me the package? Is it the Client, or Mia?
Mia, is her new lover, her own secretary in the office. Because the face is okay and body-bodied anyway, then he also dated it.
“From whom?” ask Foster Bridge, curious.
“Sorry, Sir. The sender of this package is not willing to mention his name,” said Leo, like a real package sender.
“Then the contents?”
At least if he doesn't know who the sender is, he knows the contents. So from there he could understand and know who was sending the package to him.
“Birthday cake, Sir,”
Today, May 17 is indeed the date of birth of Foster Bridge and he is birthday on this day. Detective Carl has been searching for information about when the man's birthday is.
And just surprised it turns out his birthday today, then the moment is right. And he laid out that plan.
Brarti this cake is from Mia. He wanted to surprise me. But, it could be that cake from Daisy, Inner Foster Bridge again.
Daisy is another woman, precisely her date whom she knew in a bar shortly.
“Please sign here,” said Leo showed me the receipt the man had to sign.
Foster Bridge immediately signed the receipt and brought the package into the house.
Click! Leo then presses the remote to activate the bomb and leaves immediately.
Inside the house, Foster Bridge immediately opened the package. There was no Happy Birthday to her or any other meaningful writing there. There are only 39 birthday candles in existence.
He then glanced at his watch, but his voice felt different. He also instilled his listening senses.
“That sound is why it comes from this cake, yes?” mumbling again.
He immediately took the knife that was with the cake and cut the bread.
“What?!” he was surprised to see a mini-assembled bomb there.
“Badjangan! Who sent it to me?” jerking, furious.
There was no time to be angry because it was only three minutes to defuse the bomb.
“Badjat!” meaning, annoyed. Now he must quickly turn off the bomb.
Foster Bridge ran the bomb to the front of the house with the equipment he took.
“Must be, I can tame it in time!” ergan, frustration.
The time on the bomb goes on and this time in less than 10 seconds the bomb will explode.
“How is it?!” screeches, confusion. There's no way he killed himself with the bomb.
In front of the house was a fish pond. He quickly threw the bomb at the fish pond, before it exploded in his hand.
Foster Bridge then grossed as quickly as possible into the house as he could run.
Booms! The bomb went off, though it was slightly muffled by the water. But still destroy everything on the front of the house Foster Bridge.
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At the police station, Detective Carl hands over the ring, which must have belonged to Foster Bridge. He also handed over the same piece of white hair, as well as Sarah Michelin's diary, along with a record of the case and chronology of the murder.
“Gosh! Foster Bridge?!” Sheriff Sharma, to the surprise of receiving a report from Detective Carl.
This time it is indeed the man himself who intervened in handling the case because some of his subordinates are on leave of duty for the next few weeks.
“Just yesterday he came here, and now he's been involved in a murder case?!” pekiknya, still do not believe it.
An ex-police agent and a businessman could be inmates like this.
“Sherif, please punish him as hard as he is!” said Mr. Adolf, with emotion. After finding out who the killer of his daughter.
Yes, Mr and Mrs Adolf went to the police station after Detective Carl revealed to them who the real culprit was.