Young Miss Assistant
Protecting Suspects

The flame of the bonfire began to extinguish, the sound of a young man's singing had also disappeared. Slowly, Clarissa's body was lifted, lying in the front passenger seat.

"Basic weight.." - His curse stretched his muscles sitting in the driver's seat. A moment to tinker with the cellphone of the unconscious woman.

The car started driving, followed by a black car behind them. Clarissa's face seemed to be sound asleep, Farel exhaled a rough breath, palpating part of his own neck."How to hide it from the lady?" muttered worriedly.

A few tens of minutes drive, the car began to be parked in a large area of the house with tight security."Is Mr Lery around?" ask the guards.

"He's inside." replied the guard.

"Clarissa sleeps on the way, please take me to her room." Farel told the guard, grabbing Clarissa's body. Continuing her romantic drama, make an impression of true love in front of everyone.

"Well.." the guards quickly walked over, leading their way to Clarissa's room.

***

Slowly the body was laid down, along with the arrival of Lery who was now in the doorway."Farel, thanks for driving Clarissa around..."

"It's okay, don't hesitate." the young man smiled, starting to rise from the edge of the bed.

"What if we play chess before you go home?" he asked the young man before him.

***

"Supervisory..." Lery chuckled, moving her ministerial piece.

"I misstep again, you're very good at chess," Farel exhaled harshly as if disappointed, but silently a smile turned on his face, looking at Lery's happy face.

Strategies to be liked by others, if you play any game, give up. Down, do not boast, try to look reliable, if he has difficulty, be an invisible parasitic caterpillar.

A young man staggered, embracing a woman in a hallway, momentarily clenched his forehead staring at a pair of different-aged men who were rearranging their pawns."Daddy's? She who?" tanyakanya.

Farel smiled kindly, slightly lowered his head in respect, "Include me, I'm Farel..."

"Which other law is this? You're my father's new subordinate huh!?" he said in a semi-conscious condition, due to the influence of alcohol.

Plaque ...

One slap landed on his son's cheek,"Deren!! He is dad's business partner!! Brother's best friend!! Go home drunk!! You should have followed your sister, helped me take care of the company." Lery's words stopped.

Deren approached Farel, "When my sister (Clarissa) slept, don't forget to wear safety.." patted her on the shoulder, walked into another hallway followed by the woman he hired.

Wearing safety? I was rejected, from the beginning my body was only for my non.

Lery clenched her hands in annoyance, trying to be patient, her current goal was to convince Farel if his daughter's good woman was not touched, "Don't listen to him, Deren did not get along so well with Clarissa. His words were a joke." he told Farel.

"I get it, Clarissa's a good girl..." Farel smiled amiably, his eyes looking down at the family photo displayed on the table. Photos that were not previously noticed.

"This?" he said as if asking, grabbing a photo on the table.

"This is our family, Clarissa, Deren, my wife Sasha, and my half-sister Gabriel..." Lery smiled, grabbing the not-so-large photo from Farel's hand.

"Step sister? Does Clarissa have a cousin?" he asked, wanting to know more. Haven't heard any explanation from her father.

"No, Gabriel's wife is dead, she never remarried until now. Though, I've arranged it a few times, but he loves his wife too much." he lie.

"Is that so?" Farel exhaled a rough breath, unable to ask any more, not wanting to arouse suspicion."I went home first, it was too late." he said.

"Be careful on the road, sorry uncle didn't drive forward..." Lery said with a smile.

"No need to be confused..." Farel smiled, starting to step out of the living room of the house.

Cousin? So he's Clarissa and Deren's cousin? The question that Farel refused to ask his father is now answered. Keep Jeny out of Clarissa, send bodyguards. This was because Gabriel was one of the people from the Lery family. However, it is not on Lery's side.

The car started to go, today Farel did not go home empty-handed. The contact numbers of everyone on Clarissa's phone were copied when she fell asleep. The car is traveling at medium speed.

The young man exhaled a rough breath, starting to walk up the stairs. Passing the figure of his best friend's double assistant in the hallway to his room.

"Sir..." Tomy's down.

"Why wither so?" Farel clenched his forehead.

The young man tried to smile, taking out his little notebook, "After this I'm going to Japan. So question the witnesses who are here first..."

"Witnesses?" Farel clenched his forehead.

"What do you know about your dead aunt?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, maybe you're the suspect who made your aunt kill herself. Think about her motives, she's pregnant and her sister has only adopted children,"

"Sweety and cunning boss!! You influenced your aunt to commit suicide in order to master your grandfather's treasure right!?" snapped Tomy in a high tone issuing just any prediction.

"You're crazy, aren't you!? Aunt Hyeri passed away 29 years ago!! I haven't even been adopted yet!! Just born yet!!" snapped Farel irritated.

"Sir, even if you are innocent, please confess. I'm tired of playing detective, I don't want to stay in Japan just to investigate cases..." Tomy was welding, with teary eyes.

"It's not your own problem..." Farel smiled widely, walking towards his room.

"I pray that bigger problems will befall your life!!" the swearing came out of Tomy's mouth.

The door of the room began to close, like lightning striking rapidly. Karma immediately walked, a noise came from Farel's room.

"Ren br*ch!! What have you done with him!? What's with your neck!!" jeny's voice cried, and some things fell down.

The door opened again, Farel's body pushed by his wife, "Jeny listen to the explanation first." The blanket and pillow drifted towards Farel.

Brakes...

The door slammed, locked from the inside, Farel breathed rough, carrying his pillow and blanket.

"Sir..." Tomy held back her laughter, bowed in salute.

"Will you feel after letting go of virginity, then being chased out of the room!? Like an unbidden desire. Hurry up and get out of your virginity, so that you feel the slash to the seventh sky.." he muttered, walking towards the living room at the end of the second floor hallway, about to sleep on the sofa.

"Fly to the seventh sky? Even if it's a virgin, just to fly, I can rent a jet!! If need be I'll learn to chop down the plane myself." Tomy's lips are upset.

***

Japan.two weeks later...

A young man stared at the house that looked abandoned in a not so big city. The young man let out a rough sigh, many vines covering his outer side.

Kriet's...

The sound of the wooden floor squeaking, the items laying randomly. Adrenaline's like a race, my hair's standing up. A house with a suicide in it? Of course it feels creepy.

The room was quite humid, just had the living room without lighting passed through it, just a flashlight as the only source of light at this time. The dusty old photo accidentally highlighted his flashlight.

A photo of a man accompanied by his two daughters, one of whom was dressed in SMU. Beautiful, the face looks beautiful, but considering the girl is not pregnant. Of course, we'll take the picture as odd.

The young man wearing glasses, complete with his bow tie, began to sing loudly harboring his fear, remembering the face of the SMU girl in the dusty photo he had just placed."The whole town is a fun playground. Oh happy.I'm so happy... Then I get busy, trying to catch up with him. The sun shines on all feelings of love, but why am I the only one being scolded..."

That's right, Sinchan's crayon is what he sings. His hands trembled even more, when, when he touched a door, there was the sound of objects falling from it.

His singing stopped, his cold hands began to shift the Japanese-style door, his cold sweat pouring out. There was nothing in the room except a bat flying towards him.

"Taka's room.." he muttered in relief, staring at the room with katana decorations as its display.

The journey continued, the cold grew. Finding the victim's room, is the goal.

Until it looks like a room, with proper sleep is not so big. Neat even though dusty, simple decorations are beautiful, even though the wall paint is peeling and mossy. Tomy's flashlight was pointing upwards, his hands were shaking, "The victim's room." he said, staring at the strange scratches on the building's wood, like rope marks or something.

I'm brave, I'm brave, I'm a masked hero, Tomy said in her heart, starting to open drawer after drawer of the study desk in the room. Dare not look at the mirror on the dresser.

Sus...

The wind blew through the broken glass window, and Tomy's hair was getting on her feet. The things he achieved were original, with trembling hands, not wanting to look back.

The breeze returned, "Auntie, detective Tomy did not intend to steal, this is your father's creepy request...!!" he muttered, yelled, passed away, and knew what he could carry. Didn't get checked.

Tomy's breathing panted, starting to sit at a nearby bus stop after buying a drink. There were no special objects, not even a diary, just a few textbooks. However, the odd thing he found, a call from the police station for Hyeri, in the case of the disappearance of someone named Jimy (a private teacher who almost harassed Hyeri).

"What's the connection? Try to investigate first.." murmured, sucking drinks with a lot of good bacteria (Yakult).

Using the power of attorney given by Taka, Tomy begins to investigate from the police station.

Strange data found, the police wanted to call Hyeri again, because 15 years ago, Jimy's body skeleton was found near the stream. However, the woman had already died by suicide, the murder case of a private teacher who found a dead end, because the only witness was dead.

Hyeri's testimony recorded 30 years ago, before the private tutor framework was found in old data, began to be read by Tomy. Testimony that reveals if the teacher goes home first. The suspect? Why wasn't Hyeri named as a suspect? His body was too small and weak to drag or kill a man who weighed 90 kg.

"Hyeri knew the culprit, but protected him!? He's protecting a killer?" Tomy knocks his forehead, while finding the dark side of the case he is investigating. Sitting silently, in the police station yard, reading a copy of the files he found.

Seriate