Detective Horror

Chapter 19 - Flashback

Mr. Danu was already on the top floor of his company office building. The top floor is his private area that is forbidden for employees to enter. All the elevators have been set to arrive just on the floor below. To get to the top floor, there is a special elevator guarded by security. Only certain people were allowed to take the elevator.

Now Puspa has been in a special elevator to the top floor. Mr. Danu told Puspa to meet him on the floor.

While waiting for the elevator to arrive upstairs, Puspa was seen daydreaming about something.

Ting!!!

The sound of the elevator door opening made Puspa's daydream stop. He walked out of the elevator to a room on the top floor.

In front of the door of the room, two large-bodied men saluted Puspa.

Mr. Danu was waiting in the room. There were also some strange men and .. men in the village full of flowers at that time were also there.

The man dressed in eccentric clothes with a row of agate rings on his finger looked at Puspa with a sharp gaze. It seems like he is upset with Puspa.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Mbah? Is there a problem?" tanya Puspa relaxed.

"Nothing." Answer the man named Mbah Jambrong.

"Sit down first, Puspa!" mr's orders. Danus.

Puspa pulled out a chair and sat on one side of the round-shaped table.

"You did your job well, Puspa. Instead, Mbah Jambrong and his men almost got us caught." Mr. Danu started the conversation.

"If only there were no two suspicious photographers, of course until now we can still supply organs from the Bloody Flower sect," said Mbah Jambrong.

"Don't blame others for your own mistakes. The two photographers were just running the task of his office to take photos of the beauty of the village. If it wasn't for your people chasing Roses all the way to my villa, then the two photographers wouldn't have intervened." Puspa said casually.

"Why are you going after the rose? Isn't he our client?" ask Mr. Danus.

"He's broken the deal, Boss! We have paid for it, but he did not deliver the goods as per the agreed date" Mbah Jambrong replied.

"You're too rash, Mbah! By making a scene in the villa where my son and Puspa were, you attracted the attention of the two photographers instead. Fortunately, Puspa is good at acting and can blend in with the two photographer men so it is easier to watch their movements," said Mr. Danus.

"That's right, Boss! The best way to spy on them is to make friends with them. Mbah Jambrong often peeked at them and almost got caught," said Puspa.

"Okay, I know I was wrong! But the two men were very suspicious. One of them could see ghosts. I'm also a psychic, so I can see there's a female ghost guiding you into that forbidden forest. And one of the photographer's men was communicating with the ghost" Mbah Jambrong told Puspa.

"That's true. It was like a ghost was guiding us into the forest. But wouldn't it be natural for anyone to have a 6th sense? It's not just shamans like you who have that ability. You keep saying that both men are suspicious. Precisely the most suspicious in the village is you and your men. If you're on a mission from Boss, you better go undercover and mingle with society, rather than clandestinely looking like it's very suspicious." Puspa blames Mbah Jambrong.

"Puspa has a point too, Mbah. This time I forgive you. Go!" mr's orders. Danus.

Mbah Jambrong left with an annoyed face. He really dislikes Puspa continuing to corner him in front of Mr. Danus.

"Wait a minute, I have a question for you!" Mr. Danu plays her finger on the table making a rhythmic knocking sound.

"What's that question, Boss?" ask Puspa.

"Is it true that both men are photographers? Not the police investigating the disappearance of the village girls? ask Mr. Danus. He was still unsure of the identity of the Steward and Zulfikar.

"It doesn't seem like it, Boss. They come from the city, not from the area. Even if there are undercover police investigating the case, of course the one on duty is the police in the region," Puspa replied calmly.

"You're right too. Never mind, you better get back down!" mr's orders. Danus.

Puspa immediately left the room.

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Puspa was sitting at his desk with a chin. No office work today. Ordinary days are not too much work. Mr. Danu has another secretary who runs an office job. Puspa was only appointed as Mr.'s personal secretary. Danu to cover up his original job as a member of a mafia organization led by Mr. Danus.

Puspa twisted his memory a few weeks ago. Back then at the container port, he and several members of an elite mafia organization are given the task of executing two men caught infiltrating their organization.

Wearing all-black clothes and masks covering his identity, Puspa and his comrades fought with the two men. Both men are very good at fighting because they master high-level martial arts, but Puspa and his colleagues are no less great. In addition to mastering martial arts and being trained to become hired assassins, they also won in numbers. It made the two men intruders desperate.

Puspa, who was in charge as the executor, shot one of the men in the heart and shot the other man in the abdomen. The two men fell into the sea and drowned. After waiting for a few minutes and the two bodies of the man did not appear, Puspa colleagues took him immediately away from the place because they heard the sound of police car sirens and ambulances.

"Hmmm .. You guys are interesting guys. After surviving death, you are now acting as a mystery detective. It seems that not only the goddess of luck likes you, but the ghosts also seem to support you. I don't know if I should finish my pending work? But it looks like it'll be hard to get a second chance to finish you off."

Puspa said in his heart. He did not expect the people he almost killed, now consider him a friend.

Piping!!! Piping!!!

Puspa's phone reads indicating an incoming message.

Do you have any free time? Can we meet for a chat?

Puspa read the short message Zulfikar sent.

"A very interesting man. If you knew I was the one who tried to kill you and your best friend, what would you do to me?"

Puspa muttered while typing a reply message.

All right, where are we meeting?

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