Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

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#NOTE: EVERYTHING TYPED HERE IS FICTION. PLEASE READERS DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND ALL THE THINGS WRITTEN BY THE AUTHOR!

That person ... how could he do that as well? Damn me! Qerza clucked in annoyance.

"Qerza's? Are you all right?" ask Haz.

"I'm certainly not okay. You guys see that? How could he have obtained Master's abilities as well? Master's last disciple is us." Qerza, through Haz's body, folded his hands in front of his chest.

"Obviously, you." Haz confirmed Qerza's speech. "Ding dong. Let's exchange again."

Haz returned again and looked towards the Whisk. "I haven't tested the glass bottle that poisoned Ric. Now, I'll send them to my acquaintances along with this thing." He said suddenly and pulled out the syringe stuck on the wall.

The material is so hard that it can stick to the wall like this. Thankfully, the whiskey was not. I think there will be one little howl around her neck after that, Haz thought.

"Em ... What about the three of them?" ask Whisk.

Haz gazes at Nich's friends Cyan and Zenneth in turn. He took a cell phone and tried to call Nich.

"Sorry the call you're on is out of reach. Try for a few more moments."

Looks like Nich disabled his phone. Or, the police forgot to charge the phone until the battery ran out. Whatever it was, Haz's feelings weren't so good.

"There's no way Nicholas' police are out of batteries. Or, he deliberately changed his phone mode to airplane mode" Fabel said.

"My feelings aren't so good" Haz replied.

"You called Nich?" ask Whisk. "Oh yeah, my car's still in the Shopping Mall parking lot."

Haz patted his head slowly. "We're totally crazy. Yeah, move them to the next room first."

"Why don't you go after that guy?" ask Whisk.

"A chase is useless. I knew he would definitely disguise himself as an ordinary person. Before I get out of the hospital, I want to check every trash can here" Haz replied at length.

"For what?" Whisk looked at Haz confusedly.

"Think outside the box, Whisk. He's sure I'm going after him, but he's not. He must have dumped the hoodie he was wearing in one of the hospital's trash cans. He's wearing a dark green shirt." Haz approached the window. He could see that someone was wearing a white hat and a dark green shirt.

Whisk followed around peering out and stunned. "How did you know?"

"You're an International Detective, time is not meticulous? Try to remember again." Haz shakes his head, more distrustful of the Whisk which is pinned on the title of International Detective, but, not scrupulous.

Is correct. That guy was wearing a dark green shirt. How could I not be careful? Huh .. embarrassing. Whisky Woods, oh, Whisky Woods .. It seems love has made you stupid, thought Whisk.

"Yes already. Quickly move them!" haz's orders. He opened and held the secret door for the Whisk.

"All right, Miss Hazelia Lify. I'll do it."

Moments later, Hazelia Lify and Whisky Woods have moved Nich's friends, Cyan Vilmasyah, and Zenneth ....

"Hah .. it turns out they are quite heavy huh. Especially that cop. He looks no fatter than you" said Whisk, who immediately got a fierce look from Haz.

"What did you say? Me? Fatty?" Haz. Even though he was seen, he actually resembled a puffer fish.

"I'm sorry. But I have to be honest. You are miri-"

"Shut your mouth, Mr. Woods. If you don't want this syringe to hit your beautiful neck." Haz smirked sweetly like a psychopath.

"Lick!" The whisk that saw it instantly gulped roughly, fell silent, chuckled nervously, and begged for mercy. "Don't hurt my beautiful neck, huh, Haz? Please ...."

He's very creepy if he's angry or doesn't like something, Inner Whisk. It seems I should be more careful if I don't want something bad to happen to myself ....

"Let's go. I also read this glass bottle." Haz carefully picks up a mini-sized glass bottle and puts it back in his pocket along with a syringe belonging to a mysterious person.

"Be careful with the prick. We don't know what liquid is in it. If it's poison, it'll be very dangerous." Whisk.

"Thank you for reminding me. Lefs go. Let them sleep in peace and quiet."

"Hey! Watch your words. If it's in English, it'll be 'Rest in Peace'. You don't want your two best friends to leave you first, do you?"

Haz speechless. There's a point too. Jesus Hazelia Lify, your mouth really .... He cursed his own mouth.

"You're right. Sorry, guys. I didn't mean to say it."