DOCTOR REVELATION

MYSTERY SHOOTINGS

As promised. In the morning I went to Miss Egga's house. It was because I had to go to the hospital.

There's some work I'm doing. Opening a medical practice in a hospital for surgical specialists, on the other hand I became a forensic doctor to help detectiv police to find facts about criminal deaths.

If there is free time I also write a novel is usually a mystery.

And now I'm working on a mystery novel called the mystery of Mr.Jhon's death. I was inspired by the true story of Mr.Jhon's death yesterday.

I've reached the gate of Miss Ega's house.

The house with a European model was quite large, so beautiful, but it felt so quiet.

I tried to push the bell many times.

After about 10 minutes of waiting, we heard footsteps.

Plaque,,, plaque,, plaque,,, then someone unlocks.

The door opened slowly, looking Miss Egga still using a kimono towel with hair in a towel wrap.

"Good morning Doctor of Revelation...

Please come in !!"

"Good morning, Miss..."

I'm bending my eyes.

Don't dare to stare too long into Miss Egga's sexy appearance.

"Ups, I'm sorry I just finished bathing to hear the bell ringing, so hurry open the door without having time to wear clothes." Apparently Miss Egga can guess what I'm thinking.

"Yes Miss No problem." I stammered a little.

There was a sense of shame because Miss Egga realized what I was thinking.

After making sure I go in and sit in the living room chair. Miss Egga immediately went inside, perhaps to her room to change clothes.

I waited about 15 minutes. Hodiernal

Miss Egga was well dressed.

wearing an official shirt, though,

looks like one of the detectiv police uniforms for the field,

so make sure today Miss Egga will work in the field.

"It looks like Miss is well again,

then excuse me...."

"Wait for the doctor !!

I am healthy, indeed,

but the doctor's been here even very early in the morning,

let's have breakfast together!"

"But Non??"

"Don't hesitate, I'll make you a sandwich for breakfast.

Do doctors like coffee or tea??or maybe milk??"

"I drink chocolate milk."

"Well, wait for me to prepare...

Just five minutes."

He said with a smile.

It turns out that outside of the hours of duty Miss Egga is very friendly and supple not as serious as if meeting in the field while she works.

Sure enough, it only took 5 minutes for breakfast to be ready.

It was my first time having breakfast at a woman's house,

so considering what you said last night Miss Egga could it be that we could be together?

"Doctor!!watch out !!!"

Prangs!!

The sound of broken glass that turned out to be the chocolate milk glass in front of me woke me from the daydream.

As fast as lightning Miss Egga ran towards the origin of the shot, she said,

While I looked to my left right I noticed around the incident.

There was a hollow window glass, a broken chocolate milk glass and a bullet was also seen.

"Your doctor is okay??"

Ask Miss Egga after returning.

"They're running so fast, I can't catch up to them."

There was a disappointed murat on his face it seemed like the police woman was cursing herself for failing to catch the culprit.

"MC Milan TAC 50 !!"

I picked up a bullet I saw lying on the floor.

Miss Egga reacted as if proud when I could figure out the type of weapon from the bullet I found.

"Who's their target Miss??"Askaqua.

Because I've never experienced anything like this before.

"I don't know Doctor, though,

I'd better change the chocolate milk."

Miss Egga just realized I haven't finished my chocolate milk yet but the hunt broke.

"No need Miss, I've had half the drink, I've had it,

I was full and had to go to the hospital immediately,

today there is a practice schedule in poly clinics".

"Well Doctor, we go together, we,

I have a job in the field."

After tidying up the food marks we immediately left the house of Miss Egga.

"Is Miss intending to report this??"

"No doctor, I'll investigate it myself, they're not regular hit men."

I think Miss Egga is right, judging by the sniper weapon they used,

it seems like they are among the elite, though,

and of course the man who told him was probably a political elite, but I don't know in this world a lot of hoaxes,

there are many unsolved mysteries.

***

I've arrived at the hospital where I work,

me and Miss Egga parted ways at the intersection.

My tension recovered instantly when I started dealing with the hospital patients.

"Lady doctor, can I recover??"

Ask a patient who is only Seven Years old, he has a heart and plans to do surgery.

"Of course, you're a smart and strong kid who's going to get well."

"What a good doctor."

I can only smile when my heart is like a sliver, a pain let alone see the sad and worried look on the face of the young mother of her parents.

"Mama, if later I'm cured, can I take a handsome doctor to play at home??"

He said expectantly.

"Yes, son, of course.

"Horeee !!!"

The boy was very excited.

One by one my patients checked carefully and I gave them a prescription,

it did not feel like the practice hours were over, I immediately cleaned up my equipment and went home.

Along the way I was pensive to recall the mysterious shot that hit the brown glass in Miss Egga's House.

Who is their target??

If me??who hates me to such an extent that it intends to shoot me with a Sniper???

Or maybe Miss Egga's target??

he's one of the detectiv police in this country, maybe a lot of cases that he handled and then caused a grudge, what a very tough profession for a woman.

I wonder why Miss Egga chose a profession as a detective cop??

even though her face is very beautiful body is also very good if you are a model, or an artist, or a doctor like me, at least such a profession is not related to criminals and criminal acts.

I've reached my house. The house is still quiet, it looks like dad still has a busy life outside.

I went to my room to take a shower and change.

Finish the shower and change clothes I went downstairs to see the newspaper this morning.

It turns out the main news is still the same, still about the Mystery of Mr.Jhon's death. There is a new fact, It turns out Mr.Jhon is not his real name.

Mr.Jhon is actually Prince George, the crown prince of England who had been alienated from his father abroad because he had been caught using a fake passport.

Prince George should be the heir to the throne of England,

but after the expulsion of his father, Prince George chose to live in Macau and loved holidays to Japan and Korea, because he loved cherry blossoms.

Of all the peculiarities, the most bizarre is Mr. George who likes to wear a fake passport,

in addition to the background of the murder suspects are young women from Vietnam and from Malaysia who turned out to be just commoners, they are labor workers.

It is ironic that the woman of the common people suddenly became involved in a conflict with a noble who ended in murder.

Can you believe that the two women are the real culprits???