The Riot

The Riot
The Secret Code


This time Agatha returned


he looked at the sheet of paper in his hand. Observing every word that


it is written there as well along with the image that was attached. But, still


nothing strange had managed to attract the attention of the girl. All of them


looks so normal. Just the same, not much different from what they discussed


in the office earlier.


Agatha until not


thought up. He really doesn't understand. Which one is meant by


Jeffs. Why not just tell them right away. Why make an opponent


he thought half dead like this. Agatha has given up. No


no matter what his eyes are, he will not find them


the awkwardness that the man was referring to earlier.


“Tell me who


where!” chirp Agatha while shuffling her hair in frustration.


“Ck! How could you


didn't find? Though already clearly emblazoned there,” protest


Jeffs.


Without further ado, man


it immediately snatched the paper from Agatha's hand. Take it easy, Agatha


you will not be angry just because of this little thing. At the beginning it was that


ask Jeff himself. There is no reason to be angry anymore. Let


the man explained everything in his own way.


“Try to watch the bullets


it!” jeff's orders.


This isn't the first time


the man said that. He also previously ordered that


similar. Looks like the awkwardness lies in that thing. But, no


no matter how hard the girl tried, the result was still nil. It's the same


once didn't find anything strange and looked suspicious on the bullet


those. It looks like a regular SS195LF bullet.


“What's with the bullet


this is it?” agatha asked doubtfully.


“You sure don't


found something strange?” ask Jeff again. Then reply with


weak slingshot by his interlocutor.


“Then let it be


I show you where the weirdness is,”.


Hear sentences


here he really is curious. What's with the bullet


until it caught the attention of this man.


“Didn't you see


posts on one side of the bullet?”


Jeff pulled one out


the tripping question made Agatha squint her eyes. Now it's new


get on. It turns out that's been the subject of the problem since then. An


the writing seems to be made with pressure on one side of the bullet. No


they usually write there.


“What is this writing?”


ask Agatha.


Although I have found


the highlight of their conversation tonight, but that doesn't mean that


everything is clear enough. Not at all. This is just the beginning for


that girl's. There's still a lot he needs to figure out, and Jeff is the guy


first he will testify.


“Try to remember


again!” the man's orders.


“You've written


this code is on your report paper!” hatchlings.


It's enough to get to


there Jeff gave the girl a hint. The rest let him


resolve itself. Jeff believes that his current interlocutor is capable


think further about it. He knew Agatha could


relying on himself.


“Paper report?” muttered


Agatha pulled her hair back.


“But, report paper


which one is one?” continued.


“There are so many


the report paper that once came into my hands, and I always wrote


something there as an extra note,” he concluded.


Although the choice


quite a lot, Agatha did not give up just like that. Without certainty, it continues


trying to guess. Which paper did Jeff mean


so many report papers that he scribbled.


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