Super Rich Detective System

Super Rich Detective System
Eps. 223 Hallucinations Or Not?


Briptu Scarlet immediately stood up from her seat when she saw Detective Darcy standing at the door of her room.


The entrance is made of glass, so anyone who is outside the room can be seen from the room.


“Can I log in?” detective Darcy said at the door.


Briptu Scarlet took a deep breath, seeing who was coming. Honestly, he was lazy to meet some people, one of which included Detective Darcy.


What's the matter with that guy here? Clearly he doesn't like it. Maybe not a job but something else.


“Ya, come in.” Briptu Scarlet remained seated in her seat, she just rolled her eyeballs as a gesture.


As Detective Darcy had guessed, the woman in front of him looked disheveled and a little muddled. Probably still hit with the news of Detective Carl who has not been found until now.


“Is there anything you need here? Quickly say. I have business after this,” lied Briptu Scarlet, whereas she just didn't want to meet the man for long.


Detective Darcy reviews his sweetest smile in front of Briptu Scarlet, of course to attract his attention.


“Briptu Scarlet, I'm not here to find information about someone's data. But I came here specifically to cheer you up.”


Detective Darcy paused his words. He then turned to the door stammer and entered the room and sat down after being welcomed.


“Don't tell me you're here looking for me personally?” bruptu Scarlet said, still sitting in her chair and just turning her body to face Detective Darcy.


“I don't know why the guess is always right.”


Briptu Scarlet does not like to talk at length and talk bouncing everywhere, especially with the man.


“Then tell me clearly what's your purpose for coming here Detective Darcy?”


“I just want to say Bela Sungkawa only. I'm sorry for the loss of Detective Carl.”


Briptu Scarlet raised both eyebrows. Actually, there's no need for that guy to come here just to be condolent.


There's got to be another goal, guess Briptu Scarlet. Her eyes turned and tried to read what Detective Darcy was thinking.


Suddenly Detective Darcy stands up, then moves in next to Briptu Scarlet.


“I know you're sad and grieving. But it's good for you to keep hoping like this. Forget her. There is still someone out there waiting for you.”


“What do you mean? Did you say Carl was dead, did you?”


“I didn't say so Briptu Scarlet, don't get me wrong thinking you yourself said it.”


“Your words lead there. Tell me clearly what you want or I'll leave now.”


Briptu Scarlet was standing from her seat right now. He doesn't like to waste time like this.


Briptu Scarlet took a deep breath. I don't know what the brain in front of him is.


Did he not know anyone was happy with this kind of trouble? Or is he stupid? He's even more stupid than Carl!


“I don't need entertainment from anyone. And remember I'm not sad,” said Briptu Scarlet.


He deliberately said so, because he did not want to appear weak in front of others, especially his male rivals. Showing weakness in front of others is tantamount to giving them a chance.


“I'll pick you up later if you can't come,” urges Detective Darcy.


Briptu Scarlet just glanced at Detective Darcy and left.


“Hey! Briptu Scarlet where are you going?” ask the police at the office.


“Let's go out for a minute.” He did not even look at the interlocutor when replying.


***


At night, at Briptu Scarlet's house.


“Scarlet..” I heard someone calling. Even that voice sounded familiar.


“Carl? Is that you, Carl?”


Briptu Scarlet who was sitting leaning on the long sofa until getting up from the chair then ran out towards the direction the voice was calling out.


Arriving outside. He swept his eyes around.


“Carl! Where are you? Are you home?”


Briptu Scarlet was like a confused person after not finding anyone there. He was sure the voice was his son's.


He ran further forward to look for the voice that suddenly disappeared.


“Am I hallucinating? Or is my hearing a problem?”


Briptu Scarlet once again looked around. Maybe that's Detective Carl.


after a while he decided to go back home.


“Scarlet..” A voice called out to him as he closed the door.


“Carl, don't joke with me!” his jolt. He opened the door again and glanced outside. “Nobody there.”


Just as he closed the door again, a car stopped in front of his house.