Super Rich Detective System
Eps. 138 Effects of Sea Drunk?
“What's the power failure here?!” he found the room he was in dark.
With eyes still heavy to open, Detective Carl sat down and stared around
“Very bad installation on this island. Last storm, now power off,” grunted by clucking.
He was silent for a while to decide whether to stay here or go out to see the others.
“Maybe just a matter of ordinary power failure. I'd better get some sleep. There can't be any problems,” he said lazily.
In that second, Detective Carl returned to bed comfortably.
That's what Briptu Scarlet hates from Detective Carl. The man if he says tired can not be contested. He would still sleep even if there was a storm shaking or an earthquake struck, his deep sleep would not be disturbed at all.
***
“Sorry Mr. Peter, I didn't see you. I was just surprised when the power went out, so it hit you,” said a man.
Mr. Dorby silently heard the explanation of the man beside him. Because it was dark, he could not see. But he tried to guess who the man was by hearing his voice.
“Mr Archer, is that you?” reply, guess.
“Yes, this is indeed me, Mr. Dorby.”
The sound of the broken glass was indeed Mr. Dorby's broken glass. At that time everyone was panicking, because suddenly the electricity went out. Outside the rain is gone now.
“Ohh, I was so shocked. Yes, it's okay Mr. Archer,” reply.
Activity in the house is currently completely stopped with the electricity out.
They themselves are also curious. What's the matter exactly ? And why is the electricity suddenly going out like this?
“Sorry, Mr. all for his inconvenience this time. I will deal with it immediately, please calm down and keep moving as usual,” said Mr. Noel immediately appeared and informed the others.
The invited guests only silently nodded at the brief welcome from the villa owner. They just hope the electricity back on, because it is very disturbing and makes it uncomfortable.
Clack! a few seconds later, the electricity came back on. But it's from Jenset, the original electricity is still not on.
“Good work,” praise Mr. Noel to the officer he knows takes care of the villa.
“What's the power out suddenly?” ask again, because before the electricity never died when he visited here.
“There are road improvements in some places, sir. So a few nights of power outages like this,” explained the officer.
“So, the new electricity will light up tomorrow morning?!” screeches, surprised. Because of the comfort of the invited guests.
Mr. Noel just nodded in response, at least the electricity was still on. So the invited guests can still move normally as usual.
***
The invited guests present at the villa are still sitting and enjoying the original wine, produced by Mr. Noel himself.
The taste is indeed different from cheap quality wine, where the wine produced by Mr. Noel feels strong, the wine and only a little mixture.
“Mr Scott, Let's have a toast,” invite someone.
“Yes, Mr. Mario,” replied the dark pink tuxedo man in a black shirt, raising his glass.
Not only are Mr. Scott and Mr. Mario the current toast, but there are Mr. Curtis and Mr. Woody also who are participating.
Two hours later the room was quieter as the invited guests had already entered the room prepared for them to say.
Leave a few people there with Mr. Noel accompanying them.
“Mr Noel, it looks like we permission first to rest,” said a man.
“Ya, Sir please. It's already night,”.
Because he himself actually also wants to rest, but it is not good if all the guests have not rested he rests first.
The banquet room was now empty, after three men who were chatting with the villa owner entered their room.
“I'd better take a break now,” great-granddaughter Mr. Noel, then walk quickly into her room on the 2nd floor.
“Why does my stomach taste bad huh?” murmured Mr. Curtis, in the room holding his stomach.
His stomach was nauseous and a little hot.
“What is this seasickness effect earlier?” he murmured, thinking so.
He had vomited after getting off the ship. He also felt tired and chose to rest weigh wrestle about his stomach.
Shortly after Mr. Curtis slept, a man was seen standing by the door, watching him. The man smiled and left quickly.
“Who was that guy? I feel like there's someone?” muttered Leo, as he walked towards his room, which was beside Mr. Curtis's room.
“I'm sure I saw someone here,” again, didn't find anyone there.