Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

141: Incognito Plan

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

"Here." Haz stopped at a point where the place had a towering wall. The wall was also prepared for Haz who liked to escape in unusual ways.

"Hazelia Lify .. I have no problem with anything like this because I was trained directly in the French Army. But, I feel that Miss Jelkesya will not be able to do it" whispered Whisk.

"You dare underestimate me, Whisky Woods. You don't know what a 'barbar' Liulaika Jelkesya is!" jel whispered. He could hear the Whisk's incertitude.

Jel was the first to go down. Whisk could only gawk foolishly at him.

Jel walked slowly, then jumped from the towering wall to the lower wall, then stopped at the lowest wall. He came down from the wall to make sure the situation was safe.

"The angel loved the climb. Don't be surprised when he can do that. Nor am I recklessly inviting you to run away from a place like this" said Haz.

Whisk raises his eyebrows and makes Haz misbehave. "Alright, I understand, Miss Hazelia," said the man with a reddish girdle.

"Basin' a shitty guy!" muttered Haz to himself. He raised the corner of his lips, curved upwards and formed a smile. Then, he did the thing that Jel did.

Only the Whisk is still up there.

At that moment, the door of Pak Putra's room was knocked impatiently. The whisky was staring at the door.

Didn't that father come out of this room earlier? What do they want to look for? the Whisk asked.

Whisk immediately followed Haz and Jel down from the wall. He glanced back a moment later. After he got to the last wall of the lowest. The window of the room was closed. I don't know what Pak Putra did after that.

Haz, Jel, and Whisk should focus. They should not be caught by Alkaf at all. Except, Jel. Of course, because Jel is his fiancee. Alkaf would not dare to mess with Jel. If only the man with the glasses assorted, Jel could tell his Mama to cancel her engagement to Alkaf.

"Just relax, Alkaf won't realize that we're not in the cafe. There are six cars of the same brand here" Haz said, pointing to five other cars.

"He's not a very thorough person either. So, he's not gonna notice your car plate." Haz added.

"The plate is actually fake," said Whisk.

"What?" Haz was a little surprised to hear that. "So, you used a fake plate to drive in the capital of the country? So much of your guts, Whisky Woods!"

"No, it's not like that, Haz. The fake plate was a central government shipment for me. In a precarious situation, I could tear it apart and expose another plate, the original plate," the Whisk replied.

"Why did the government give it to you?" ask Haz.

"Sorry to cut off your conversation, New Couple. But, I think you should get in the car quickly." Jel interrupts, warning Haz and Whisk that Alkaf and some of the men he is carrying are still wandering.

"I'm not sure if Alkaf didn't memorize this car's license plate." The whisk tore off something shaped like an elastic plastic that was made in such a way and resembled exactly like the original plate.

"He must have counted the number of cars here. It was fortunate that the car glass that was given to me was very dark when viewed from the outside," Whisk grumbled.

Haz gets into the car, followed by Whisk.

"Jel, can you throw that bag?" haz asked while pointing towards a large bag that was right under Jel's seat.

Without asking much, Jel gave Haz the bag in question.

Haz looked like a Young Miss from among nobles with an arrogant and tompel face above her lips. Jel and Whisk could not bear to not laugh. They laugh as hard as they can. From inside the car, it will not be heard until you get out.

"What's? You doubt my brilliant idea?" Haz even turned his voice into a splash and sounded very arrogant. That's catchy.

"I need a partner and a servant!" exclaim Haz, act like Young Miss. He gave Whisk a Count-style men's wig in the 1800s in blond, as well as giving Jel a short-blonde wig and make-up.

"It's not like this. I'd better be the waiter" said Haz.

Haz hints at Jel to shift the seat and she steps back from the gap between the driver's seat and the passenger seat.

"What's this for?" ask Jel. She felt uncomfortable because of the thick makeup on her face.

"Alkaf will not leave this place. He believes we're still here, so inevitably we have to trick him" Haz replied.

"What about clothes?" ask Whisk.

"Oh, just like this. You pretend to be a compatible couple, I'll be your Step Brother" Haz told Jel. I don't know what plot is in his head.

"What do you want to do?" From his tone of speech, Whisk sounded a little disapproving of Haz's plan. On what basis would he have to pair with Jel, who moreover was Alkaf's fiancee?

"Here you go, just do what I tell you. Your back seat can be folded so that the car is spacious, right? You get out first. We can change the girls" Haz ordered.

Inevitably, the Whisk followed Haz's words. Of course with a heavy heart.

What's the plan inside Hazelia Lify's head? inner Whisk.

"What do you want to do?" Jel asked.

"We have to enter as another visitor, Jel. If we just leave, we'll be followed by Alkaf" Haz replied.

Before she could change clothes, Haz's phone rang loudly. Message from the Whisk.

Whisk: Better cancel the undercover plan, Hazelia. This is more important.

Whisk: [Sound message]

Whisk: Waikit is done.

Whisk : [Photo]

Is correct. This is more important than tricking Alkaf. But, ... Jel can't get caught. What am I supposed to do? ask Haz in your heart, worried.

Whisk: I know you're worried. Take Jel with us. He knows what he has to do. Missing two days would not be a big deal.

It won't be a big deal, will it ...? Haz knows the nature of Alkaf, Jel too. It would be very troublesome to deal with that stone-headed man. Also, the long-haired woman knew that Alkaf and Jel were both stone heads. If one heats up, the other will follow along. Their relationship that has been established can immediately run aground.

"Jel, don't wear it. Let's talk about something."