
Detective Carl immediately ran towards the source of the screaming voice just now. The sound was from the direction of 5 meters right in front of him. It appears a man is lying around and it is not very clear who it is with another man whom he knows is Mr. Jason.
“Detective Carl, I found Mr. Fredy after hearing a loud thumping sound. And when I checked it turned out to be dead,” he explained.
Mr. Fredy is indeed fat so that when it falls with a weight estimated to be about 80 kilos it will make a loud pounding sound to the floor.
Another man came there to see the incident. There are seven others who came after Detective Carl.
“Gosh! Mr. Fredy, how could you possibly die so soon. I just talked to him 30 minutes ago,” squealed someone.
“I saw earlier Mr Fredy was fine but why did it suddenly end like this?” Another man seemed suspicious of such a sudden death.
Plus there was a murder case that has not been revealed until now. The perpetrators of the murder may be among them. And who knew the perpetrator was carrying with them, so anyone could be the suspect, right?
“Mr Jason, I didn't mean to accuse you. But many cases of the perpetrators of the murder could have been the closest person and even the person who found the body the first time,” said Mr. Smith without filtering his words first.
The light of Mr. Jason's blood when it boils to hear him. Obviously, the accusation was made against him.
“Master Smith, watch your mouth if you speak! Do you think there's any grudge against me to kill Lord Fredy?!” the argument, don't accept.
The man even immediately stood up and approached Mr. Smith, then pulled the man's collar violently. It is easy to identify himself as a murderer. It could have smeared his image in front of everything.
His pride is at stake.
“If you're angry like this means the accusations are true!” Barren Mr. Smith, further corroborating his conjecture.
“Mr Smith and Mr. Jason, please both of you hold your emotions in check. The most important thing right now is that we have to bring Mr. Fredy's body first.” Detective Carl mediates the two men before the problem escalates.
“Review if you dare to say that again!” Mr. Jason took off Mr. Smith's collar violently while giving him a warning look.
“We don't know, you could be lying. All will be revealed later after the investigation is completed.” Mr. Smith stared at him sharply. He even flicked his collar from the touch of Mr. Jason's hand.
With the addition of one more victim of this murder, making all the invited guests who are currently in the wine marketing office, scatter out.
The show there was broken without anyone ending it. All of the invited guests who were there returned to the villa, following Detective Carl who brought Mr. Fredy's body.
***
In the villa now the atmosphere is increasingly gripping after knowing the latest news about Mr. Noel, who is currently still lying due to the influence of poison mixed by the perpetrators in wine.
“How is it, a holiday event that should be joyous or at least a relief, is now even a bloody event like this.”
“Yes, when can we go home? Can I just get home?”
“Hopefully Mr. Noel comes to his senses soon. So the agenda home for tomorrow is not delayed.”
Detective Darcy was there and took advantage of the situation for his image.
“Honored gentlemen. I hope you all believe me and leave everything to me. I promise I will fully investigate this case and soon find the culprit before our departure back,” his fiery koir.
Many of the invited guests were annoying and not a few were sighing, one of them is Detective Carl.
“What's the progress of the case you're handling?” he said right away, next to Detective Darcy.
The man looked at her coldly as he put both his hands in his pants pocket.
“You'll see later. Maybe you'll even acknowledge my superiority!” cynical Detective Darcy, smiling obliquely.
The man then leaves Detective Carl and goes straight to the middle of the guests.
“Alright, I'm asking for a little time from you. I'll start checking it from the CCTV footage,” Detective Darcy said confidently.