Super Rich Detective System
Eps. 211 Hunt is over
Octo commented that a big smile on the tip of his lips saw the arrival of six colleagues here and even his colleagues are now pointing their rifles at Detective Carl.
“We see who will die here.” Octo stared intently at Detective Carl, feeling he had reinforcements.
Detective Carl didn't respond to Octo's remarks. If he wanted to he could just end that man's life. But not done by him. Torturing him first until satisfied was appropriate for Octo.
He wants to play with Octo like he's playing with Leo or the victims who've been killed by that crazy guy.
“Ck! You guys just interrupt!” Detective Carl flips up and stares at the six people who are pointing a long barrel at him.
He looked hard at Alex. How could the man break the deal he had made with him by pointing a long barrel like this at him.
What slides off someone's lips ex-but can't be trusted right? Although it was only a sense of solidarity with his partner and did not really want to shoot or indeed renege on his promise, clearly pointing a long barrel was the same as waving the war flag.
But Detective Carl doesn't bother about it at all. It was a risk to him. There is nothing to believe but himself.
“Who are you really?” hardik one of the inmates.
“I?Have you forgotten what my name is? Didn't I tell you earlier?”
“Why would you hang Octo like that?” the other cecar.
“Do I have to explain to you? Can't you see for yourself? Okay, since you don't know, then I'll explain to you. I want to play with him. It's clear?” Quietly and casually Detective Carl, gazing at the six pairs of eyes that were in front of him. “It looks like you guys also want to play around with me?” Detective Carl even commented a faint smile.
“What's your purpose for coming here?” pick up one more person and start aiming for Detective Carl.
“Hunting.”
The six men were slightly horrified by the smile thrown by Detective Carl that was different from before, the smile of an angel of death.
“Okay, we fight speed who can shoot fast then he will win.”
Five ex-convicts are further burned with emotion with the arrogant and pretentious challenge of Detective Carl. Who does he think he is? Can you fight them?
Akhs! But the missed bullet lodged in Octo's body, penetrating the man's thigh and arm.
“Stupid you!” octo jolt felt pain after being hit by five shots simultaneously.
The six men immediately lowered their long barrel, not expecting their guesses to fly and even hit their own partner which further aggravated the situation.
“You're sneaky! You set us up on purpose, didn't you?” sue an ex-convict.
“Licik? You challenged me yourself. So don't blame me for just avoiding it. Blame your hand, why is it less accurate to shoot? How do you still want to play with me?”
The six prisoners were silent and did not answer. Turns out they were wrong, already playing around with Detective Carl. If they accept this challenge again, it's possible that they could kill Octo indirectly.
“Say, what do you want now?”
“What does that mean you're giving up now?” detective Carl's Insinuations.
Everyone was silent, nobody responded.
“Free me. You guys shoot this rope. I can't hold on anymore. Shoot yet I'm really dead!” octo said, staring at his six colleagues who were still standing frozen.
None of them dared to move. A misfiring alone can be fatal, can make Octo's life floated.
“Workers of all of you!” It's not Octo who's talking, it's Detective Carl who's talking like that.
“I'll let you go.” Someone's coming down the other end. And then there was the sound of gunfire.
Dor's! The bullet shot right at the rope that tied Octo until it broke and made the man fall to the ground.
The seven pairs of eyeballs then locked their eyes on the figure who had just shot earlier.
“Sherif Tasman?”