Super Rich Detective System
Eps. 164 Mr. Jason Conscious
From back there Detective Darcy is still quietly listening to the exposure of his eternal rivals. Both of his hands were clenched perfectly from earlier. His jaw muscles seem to tighten with the look of the eyes full of a burst of passionate emotions.
It's enough Carl that you humiliate me in public like this.
“Stop that! Save all that shit!”
Now all pairs of eyeballs turn to look at Detective Darcy. Including Mr. Smith, along staring at a pair of eyeballs that had been channeled with hot energy of anger that could burn anyone.
Mr. Smith smiled at Detective Darcy. The smile on Mr. Dawn's lips was wiped out and changed with a violent tremor shaking every nerve in his body. Fearful...
“So who exactly is the culprit?” said an invited guest. Feeling confused because there are now two lists of names of the perpetrators of the murder.
Their minds are fucked now.
“All I have explained in detail and very detailed. Its clear. What is less?” detective Carl said it looked very calm.
Even he rolled his eyes, raining down on Detective Darcy, as if challenging him. Don't miss a smile on the tip of her lips.
There's nothing more you can deny, Darcy.
“Detective Carl. You violated the detective's code of conduct as well as Article 37 B about the sabotage of cases that have been handled legally. You also gave false information to bring someone down. You will be ensnared in Article 187 of defamation and dignity of a person,” Detective Darcy said.
It's not Detective Carl if you can't face such cheap charges. Bacteria behind the soil he can see, let alone germs that appear before the eyes?
“Save all that snare of yours. Who said I sabotaged your case. Need to be corrected again is there anyone here who officially talks and leaves the case entirely to you?”
“Ya, right it. None of us gave the case directly to Detective Darcy. But he took the initiative himself to take his case,” said one of the invited guests.
“True. Not even Mr. Noel himself has handed the case to Detective Darcy.”
Detective Darcy looks back to tighten the fist in his hand, hearing the remark. It almost flew into the air and hit someone nearby. Luckily, there was Stuart beside her who calmed down and eased the man's anger.
“So whose exposure is correct?” repeat the other guests.
Back the invitee meet made ambiguous and confused by the existence of two alleged killers. They alternately looked at Mr. Dawn and then at Mr. Smith.
“What Detective Carl said is right. I'm not the culprit,” said Mr. Dawn.
The invitees did not necessarily believe what Mr. Dawn said. Given outside, the man's temperament was indeed a little bad and there was some skewed gossip also about it which was somehow the truth.
Amidst the confusion that engulfed all of them, someone walked into the room. Even all the eyeballs are pointing at him.
“Mr Jason?” all the invitation equipment was not there.
The man who still has a familiar relationship with Mr. Noel was already awake and declared his condition has improved since three hours ago.
After all his consciousness returned, and his health gradually recovered. He insisted on coming to the villa to reveal what he knew even though he had to be accompanied by medics when present.
I'm not taking off that fucking killer!
Mr. Jason walked over to Mr. Smith. With a smile rising on his lips the man placed his hand on Master Smith's shoulder, patting him three times lali pressed down on him.
“My childhood best friend. No... How exactly do I call you? Dirty-handed killer or cold-blooded killer?”
Highlight the sharp eyes rained down and stabbed Mr. Smith into the center. The man looked creepy even though he was unmoved.
“What's up? Why are you keeping quiet? Do you think I'm dead?” The man chirped, laughing at the stupidity of the man in front of him.
Mr. Smith who is actually not the type of man who talks a lot, increasingly trembling looking at Mr. Jason.
“Thank you so much you gave me a lethal injection to send me to heaven. But baby it seems like my life is a lot. You dare not confess your actions?”
“Coward you!”
Mr. Jason's last words whipped through Mr. Smith's defensive wall.
“Yes, I confess all my deeds,” he admitted and turned to look at Mr. Dawn. “And you're Mr. Dawn. You don't deserve to be a businessman with a lot of dark cases behind you.”
Instantly all pairs of eyeballs returned to Mr. Dawn.
“What are you accusing me of?” said Mr. Dawn, dismissing all the sharp glances that led to him.
“You two explain it all now at the police station!”
The police officers came with handcuffs, barging into the middle of the invitations.