Super Rich Detective System
Eps. 236 Meeting the Right People
The grandmother then crouched down to pick up a basket of flowers on the ground. He looked at the flower basket with a careful look.
“This is right Chocho's basket. There are crown strands of crocus flowers here.” The grandmother was sure of the basket that belonged to her granddaughter whom she knew.
“Choco! Where'd you? Choco!” The grandmother kept walking and looked for her granddaughter around the house.
He was restless after a while of searching and had yet to find his grandson either. Only the small basket was found.
“Uhuk! I need to ask the neighbors around. Maybe they know.”
The grandmother then headed to the neighboring house, to ask her whereabouts of her granddaughter. Did they see it or not?
“Sorry, last night I didn't see Chocho. I came home at 19:00,”, said his neighbor, a man who works at a restaurant.
“Alright, thank you.”
The grandmother had walked a little staggered because one of her legs was dragged while walking, either because of illness or because she was old. He then stopped at the neighbor's house again and inquired about the whereabouts of his granddaughter.
“I didn't see Chocho, really. I just got home from my job at 18:00.” A woman explained.
The grandmother then walked back to the other neighbor's house, if counted there were seven houses that he went to.
“Today I saw Chocho come out with a man who looked shining. I don't know where they are, I just heard your grandson's laughter.” A Russian woman is the same as a grandmother explains.
“What? Tell me what kind of man brought Chocho?”
“I'm less so obvious, because it's dark. But from his posture he looks young. I guess he's a buyer of Chocho flowers, because he carries a lot of crocus flowers.”
Was Chocho kidnapped by a customer?
The old woman panicked after getting an explanation from her neighbor. He became increasingly confused about where to look for it again.
As he remembered, Chocho had no close friends who were customers. Because he had often told his grandson to never believe in strangers, or accept gifts from strangers.
“Chocho where did you go?” Despite walking in a limp manner, Grandma walked back. This time he walked out of the area where he lived. He walked as far as he could with one leg dragged.
“I'm tired once, I take a break and will continue the search again, Chocho.”
After two hours of non-stop walking and sitting in a long chair in the park.
“Where else should I look for you, Choco? You're not on the streets anywhere.” Without being able to hold it, a clear liquid melted from both corners of his eyes.
I don't know how long the old woman sobbed by using someone's attention.
“Excuse me, is there something that makes you sad?” The voice of a woman approached, after coming out of the mini market.
“Oh, you're a police agent? What a coincidence.” Grandma then wiped her tears. “My grandson was missing last night. According to the information from the neighbors, he left with a young shining man. I don't know what that means. I just found the flower basket in front of the house.” The grandmother showed me Choco's empty flower basket.
“Maybe you are talking to the right person. Please explain to me in detail, so that I can help you.”
“Briptu Scarlet?!” The woman read the identity of the name of the police agent who offered her help.