Young Miss Undercover
Make Worrying Only

Rhiana got out of her house on her motorcycle. Just 1 km from her home, the girl tilted her head looking at the fight a few meters in front of her. The motorbike is parked beside the road. There was someone Rhiana knew there. That guy seems to have a hard time fighting 5 guys there.

Although that person did not like her, but Rhiana still had a conscience. Especially that girl. Not to mention, the strength of the girl was not comparable to those 5 people. If one or two people can still. But plus 3 people, the girl's strength was nothing.

"But what is he doing here? I've never seen him in this complex" Rhiana murmured inwardly after taking off her helmet. Isn't that the rich guy's kid? What's he here for?

Rhiana residence complex is a family complex office or family with small businesses. So, seeing the appearance of the same blur girl with him here made him wonder. Rhiana was also lazy to find out the identity of the girl. To him it doesn't matter.

SETS

HUP

BUGH

BRUKK

Rhiana quickly caught a fist that would slightly hit the face of the girl in the same uniform as her. His right hand caught the big fist, while Rhiana's left hand pulled the girl to his side. After that, Rhiana kicked the boxer in the stomach so that the man fell down on the asphalt.

"Shut up at your place!" Rhiana spoke flatly to the shoulder-haired girl and then approached the five men who had mounted horses to fight her.

SETS

Rhiana lowered her head to avoid the beam that was thrown towards her head. As a result, his splinter hair detached and decomposed down. Although wearing large round glasses, but the beauty of Rhiana is able to make anyone fascinated.

5 Minutes later.

The five trash-faced men were already horribly sprawled on the asphalt of the road.

The position of Rhiana who stood back against five men who were sprawled, plus her long hair blown by the wind made her look like a general who defeated the enemy on the battlefield. It really looks cool! The girl that Rhiana helped looked at Rhiana with a reddened face. He was fascinated to see Rhiana.

Rhiana then walked towards the motor and intended to leave.

"Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Rhiana asked after putting a helmet on her head. Before that, his hair had been repainted with a spare hair tie in his bag.

"Thank you."

Rhiana raised next to her eyebrows looking at the nervous face of this girl in front of her. This was the first time he had seen this expression. While at school, this girl always looked at him with a dislike gaze and always tried to justify it. Fortunately there are Brilyan, Dalfa and Dalfi, so Rhiana is always safe from the traps of the females in the school.

"Hm. What are you going to school for?" Rhiana asked as she watched this tomboyish girl in front of her. There were bruises on the tomboy girl's knees and arms.

"I usually take the bus. Waitaminute! Can you keep this a secret?" The girl was still in a nervous state.

"Hide what?" Rhiana asked because she did not understand.

"Hide from my friends at school if I'm not a rich kid."

"I don't have time to take care of other people's business. You should also know, if I had no other friends besides those three." Rhiana answered lazily. His hands also moved to start the motor.

Rhiana also just found out, it turns out that this girl by the name of Alviona is not the son of a rich man. He could have lied to everyone at school if he was a rich kid. Rhiana was now worried about this girl's family. Are they okay? Spending in elite Swiss schools is not small.

All those who attend elite Swiss schools, the average child of the rich. If the poor or ordinary people who go to school there, they are certainly scholarship students. Even so, only a few people get scholarships there because the selection is quite strict. Yang Rhiana knew, this girl did not belong to the scholarship student.

Alviona is a girl who had dueled takewondo at that time with Rhiana for points. They are also classmates, but Alviona has moved classes because her grades dropped by 5 points last semester.

"I hold your word." Alviona breathes softly.

"Good!" Rhiana gave the order without wanting to be denied. Alviona obediently rode on the bike. Rhiana then runs a motorcycle to a nearby clinic to treat bruises on Alviona's body before they go to school.

***

Rhiana yawned from boredom. Nothing happened these few days. Usually if it wasn't Brilyan that bothered him, it must be Artya who bothered him. But nothing happened. Brilyan himself was being watched by Dalfa and Dalfi so as not to bother him.

Rhiana looked at her phone. Usually every day Artya always calls him or sends him a message just bothering him, but for almost two weeks, the man has not contacted him at all.

Rhiana was sure that something must have happened to the man. Ever since they got off the private jet two weeks ago, Artya got a call. The man's face looked serious about receiving a call and quickly drove Rhiana home before leaving.

Rhiana propped her head up continuously thinking about what Artya's work was. If it's a company problem, Felix should be the one handling that problem. But, Felix's expression looks ordinary and it looks confused to see Artya receiving a phone call. That means, Artya has another job that Felix doesn't know about. Butwhat? Looks like that janitor is no ordinary person.

"The hygienist is just worrying" Rhiana snorted and stood up from her seat preparing to come out. I don't know where he's going, he just wants to get out.

Getting some fresh air was pretty good, he thought. Instead of worrying about the man, he better calm down. Shouldn't he be happy because nothing bothers him? But somehow, the disruption that always comes every day does not make it uncomfortable anymore.

Rhiana exhaled softly before putting on the helmet and turning on the motor then left the yard of her simple house.

...

"Do I have to find out where that guy is?" Rhiana muttered in heart. He was a little worried about Artya. Remember that! Just slightly.

Rhiana stopped her motorbike and took the phone in her pants pocket. He sent a message to someone. While waiting for a reply, Rhiana got off the motorbike and headed for the supermarket right beside the toll road.

Rhiana planned to buy a drink as well as refresh her eyes there. Who knows if there's something interesting in there.

Before entering, Rhiana looked at her appearance first. He doesn't want to be the center of attention. Fortunately he was in incognito mode so he was safe now. Rhiana smiled faintly and walked into the supermarket.

"Excuse me, Miss. You're the captain of Switzerland's elite school's girls' basketball, right?" Just entering the main door, Rhiana was greeted first by the guarding officer.

"It seems you're wrong, Uncle." Rhiana dodged and smiled faintly. He thought his disguise was now safe, why keep attracting people?

Rhiana has not known that her identity as the captain of the Swiss elite school of women's basketball is already known to quite a lot of people in Switzerland who are fond of the sport.

They of course admire Rhiana the cute girl for showing her interesting actions during the Olympics. Not just basketball, but takewondo. Of course those basketball and takewondo fans all idolized him.

"Your face is very similar to her, Miss." The officer was still in good faith with his opinion. Not to mention, the phone in her hand that displayed a very clear photo of Rhiana showed her face at school. The officer was sure, he did not misidentify people.

"A lot of people think my face looks like her, Uncle. But we're not the same person, Uncle. Excuse me," Rhiana explained by lying before going inside.

"Captain? It so happens that we meet. Let's go in together!" Rhiana patted her forehead because she heard the roar of one of her basketball friends. I knew his lie.

"So... Miss this is really the captain of Switzerland's elite school basketball?" The officer immediately confirmed.

"Yes, Uncle! He's our basketball captain. Isn't he great? Uncle must have watched the action, right?" The basketball club's friend with Rhiana named Nike praised with passion.

"That's right, Miss. My son and I are big fans of Ms. Rhiana. It's been a long time since the Olympics, we've wanted to meet and ask for a photo and a signature of the lady.

Unfortunately, while we were waiting at the airport, it turned out that we did not meet Miss Rhiana at all. My 5-year-old son was sad and even sick for almost a week. Fortunately the medicine from the hospital was very effective, so my son quickly recovered.

After recovery, the doctor advised to immediately fulfill my child's wishes, so as not to leave inner pressure on him. So, please, Miss. Can you help me? Photolah with me also give the autograph in this book to my son." The officer in his 40s spoke with a sad face. She was very hopeful for Rhiana.

"There's so much pity. Come on, Rhi. help this man." Nike pulled Rhiana to get close to the officer.

Rhiana put on a forced smile and nodded assentively to the photo together as well giving her signature.

After taking a few photos and giving her autograph, Rhiana let out a sigh and intended to go inside. Just as Rhiana was about to turn in, she stopped her intentions as she realized there were some young people standing a few meters away with them.

They stood while holding a cell phone and paper in each other's hands. Rhiana suddenly had a bad premonition. And sure enough, Rhiana was mobbed by 6 young men who might be her age or older. They urge Rhiana to take a photo together and give her an autograph.

Rhiana, who wanted to escape, was arrested by Nike. The basketball club friends with him were very excited to arrange the young men to march and advance one by one in front of Rhiana.

Rhiana thought a little, then smiled and took her phone in her pants pocket. Rhiana put on a pose of receiving calls and slightly kept her distance with the young men.

Looking around, Rhiana quickly ran away before they realized it. As a result, there was a chase action in the supermarket.

Fortunately Rhiana was very fast, so it was easy to escape from the pursuit of the young men and Nike. Rhiana sighed softly and calmly looked for a way towards the clothes shop. He wanted to buy clothes, as well as some equipment to escape.

After getting everything she wanted, Rhiana calmly walked out of the supermarket. He should immediately head to the place said in the message sent a moment ago to him. It was the message of Artya's whereabouts.

Though Rhiana did not want to get this far, but, not being bothered by the janitor made her worry about the man.

Rhiana walked slowly towards her motor. It was still a few meters ahead. Arriving at his motorbike, Rhiana immediately went up and left from there.

...

Rhiana rode her motorbike at an average speed. His gaze was straight ahead. He was calmly riding a motorcycle, until a car on the right side passed him so quickly. Rhiana also quickly turned her head to ascertain if she did not look wrong. Turns right. That's Artya's car.

Rhiana could not be wrong. Although he only saw the car once in the garage of Artya's house, but his memory is still very good to recognize a car as expensive and sophisticated as that. The car's speed is unusual. That's speed that violates traffic rules.

Rhiana guessed, something must have happened. Rhiana immediately turned her motor to chase after Artya's car.

Because the speed of her metic motor is not comparable to the speed of Artya's advanced car, Rhiana can only follow from a distance. Fortunately his eyes were still good at seeing from such a distance.

5 Minutes later.

Rhiana parked her bike quite far away with Artya's car. Rhiana without taking off her helmet, continued to stare towards Artya's car. Until the driver's car door opens. Someone's a man out of there. The man then opened the back door of the car .

Rhiana stared at the multi-storey building in front of her parked Artya's car. This was a special building of the International Intelligence Agency disguised as a motel.

Rhiana narrowed her eyes continuously staring at anyone who came out of the car. Rhiana quickly got off the bike because she felt she knew someone who was carried by two people.

"May I get the wrong person" muttered Rhiana and took off the helmet and got off the bike.

"Help me, Gledy!" Rhiana spoke after pressing the chip behind her ear.