Super Rich Detective System
Eps. 192 Guests To Octo's House
The plane sped up rapidly splitting the clear sky this morning. By plane it only takes 2 hours less to arrive at the destination.
“Better I close my eyes briefly.” Detective Carl tries to keep his mind calm and remain stable just by closing his eyes despite not sleeping.
The passenger next to him looked noisy. A couple who brought a 5-year-old child, a little girl who had been whining for this and that.
Two hours later the plane landed at a French airport.
Why so noisy? Even today it's noisier than ever, Detective Carl's inner.
The man had to open his eyes. He also fell asleep during the trip.
“Has this arrived? That's fast. It feels like five minutes.” He looked around. Sure enough, all the passengers were already standing from their seats. One-third of the seats were empty and even the noisy passengers beside them had already left first.
“Lucky, I'll wake up soon.”
Detective Carl then got off the plane. Outside the plane, he was wearing a black hat plus his sunglasses.
He then walked out of the airport and sat for a while in a chair near the airport exit. Then take out another cigarette that he immediately smoked.
He opened the phone and saw the address he had to reach. The home of Jeremy Viedra, a famous coal businessman in France.
Assets abundant. Besides coal entrepreneurs, she is also a jewelry entrepreneur. However for jewelry he please on his son to be managed.
“At the time to go now.” Detective Carl dumps his cigarette butt on the ground, then steps on it.
He rushed out to find a taxi. Many taxis that passed in front made it easier for him to call her.
“Taxi!” A taxi then stops after Detective Carl yells.
The man got into a blue car that stopped right in front of him.
“Where to, Mister?” ask driver. Without speaking, Detective Carl then handed over a small note with the address he was referring to the driver.
The driver reads the page and returns the note. Without asking also, the driver immediately forwarded the car to the intended address. For him the address is very easy to find, like with the eyes closed he will get there.
“Merci.” Detective Carl handed a piece of money to the cab driver. He speaks a little French. For easy words like thank you and so on.
The man then stood staring at the majestic building in front of him on the seven-story. Light yellow paint dominates the building which combines with dark brown, a combination of contrasting colors but looks different from others.
Immediately he swung his footsteps and stopped in front of a three-meter-high black fence.
The man looked for the bell button and pressed it after finding the bell button that was on the east side wall.
“There can be helped, Mister?” A man dressed in white chime black came out of the house after.
“Yes, Sir I want to meet Mr. Octopus Viedra.”
The man who appeared to be the servant had his face immediately turned pale as soon as the name of his master was called.
How not to be surprised if the name spoken is the real name of his young master and rarely knows it except the police agency.
“Sorry, Mr. Octo is not home, Mr.”
Detective Carl was silent for a moment. He had thought before that maybe the housemaid would give a less pleasant welcome as well as a lie about the whereabouts of Octopus.
“I want to talk about the jewelry issue I bought some time ago,” Detective Carl said lying, forcing me to meet.
“Sorry, but Mr. Octo is not home. Maybe you can meet another time.”
“Master, I came from far away. I came all the way from Switzerland here. If I have to go back and come back here I don't think I have much time so I have to meet him now,” Detective Carl denies.
“Aland!” From inside, someone's voice called out to him.
The waiter pretended not to hear and just silently responded to someone calling him.
“I heard the voice of a man from inside. Is that Mr Acto?”