Super Rich Detective System
Eps. 93 Overcoming Riots
That morning also a group of eccentric men who rode an antique motorcycle was convoyed, making the road they passed again jammed.
In the middle of their convoy, they finally stopped at a large field, doing their group's regular activities.
Some snake-tattooed men broke into a bank. They quickly robbed the bank.
“Quick deliver us to the main safe. Give us the safe code, if you still want your lives safe!” hardik one of the men tattooed a snake, filled with a gun to one of the bank clerks.
Another woman who was afraid of the incident actually contacted the police, but of course you know the actions of the bank employee easily.
“Stop contacting the police! Or your lives won't be safe here!” threaten the other snake-tattooed man.
Of course, the woman did not dare to continue calling the police number, she put the phone back with a body shaking violently.
Outside, their group of several other members scuttle several motor vehicles on the streets.
“No, please let me go. Fine, I'll give you my wallet,” said a motorist who feared his life would be lost, if only someone pulled the trigger of a gun that was now right at his temple.
With trembling and heavy heart the man opened his wallet and took out the contents to be handed to the snake-tattooed man earlier.
Unsatisfied with their crime, another member of the group set fire to a roadside shop.
“No, shop!” a man saw his shop being burned by someone.
But he did not dare to protest or do anything after seeing the perpetrator of a snake tattoo.
That morning the police station was bustling with the sound of his endless phone ringing. A policeman then picked up the phone. He looks panicked to get reports from residents if there is a riot caused by a mob and the like.
After receiving a report from the residents, the police agent entered the Sheriff Sherma's room and reported all the incidents.
“What mob group is rampaging in the streets? Quickly assign several people to the location immediately to control the situation!” tell Sheriff Sherma, right then and there.
“Where did those police agents go?” muttered Detective Carl, seeing not only three people, but ten police agents on duty.
Briptu Scarlet stood up and approached one of them.
“You get a task to where?” ask her, not only to satisfy Detective Carl's curiosity, but to herself as well.
One police agent then told me what and where they were headed. After that they immediately moved quickly according to orders.
A police patrol car rolled down the road quickly to the point of location, Park Ring D.
When they got there, the atmosphere was no longer good. The police managed to rescue several hostages as well as victims who were captives of the snake-tattooed mafia, although none of their members managed to catch them.
Elsewhere, in a house similar to an orphanage that houses many children aged 10 to 15 years, there was a thin man, tall, tall, with a metallic bracelet in his hand symbolizing a fish swallowing a bomb, approached them all.
“Eat the nourishing you all. Soon there will be a client who came yesterday and chose the best one of you to become a kidney donor.” he said with a slanted smile, bringing their breakfast.
Just contact them all who were there goosebumps of fear and no appetite at that moment.
On the other side of the street, a man of medium stature, white skin and a fairly Brad Pitt-class face seemed to stop at a gym, not the five gyms mentioned earlier but other gyms.
He did not enter and just stood outside, observing the atmosphere of the gym also staring at the instructor there.
With a slanted smile then the man left from there.
“Carl, then what will we do next?” briptu Scarlet asked, after sitting for an hour more struggling with the previous information data.
“I dare not move before there are any more clues. Maybe I'll walk out for a while and come back here.”