Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case
142: Report of Analysis



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


Five minutes ago ....


"Kring! The crane!" Whisk's phone rang loudly and a phone from an unknown number came in.


Whisk.


"Code: One of the legal terms in the most famous court. In Korea in the 2000s there was a serial murder case where one of the Police crew was kidnapped while visiting the home of a suspect. To save himself as well as the next murder victim, he gave the code to the other Police crews using the term."


Whisk's brain immediately rotates, looking for the files referred to by Waikit.


"The Dubio Pro Reo. The police crew was a student of a now retired police officer. Profile analysis is his specialty. He also became a Police officer who connected the media with the Police. His teacher's profile analysis was great."


「In Dubio Pro Reo: if there is any doubt about something, it should be decided things are in the favor of the accused.」


"Bingo. I've got the results. Hope you guys can get it as soon as possible. If there's anything else I can do, just let me know before my vacation runs out."


Whisk nodded his head, realizing that Waikit could not see him. He was thinking something.


"alright. Thanks for the information, Wraith."


The phone was closed by Waikit.


Back to Haz and Jel, and the Whisk that just got into the car ....


"We can't get out of here and endanger Jel" Haz said.


"I'm fine. I know Alkaf. I can handle it. I know Haz, you're hurt by it. As his girlfriend, I'm sorry."


Jel looks convincing when he acts okay. Haz knows he's in a dilemma.


"You don't have to apologize. I also know Alkaf is emotional. I'm the one who can't understand someone's nature."


Indeed, if to blame, Haz will choose to blame himself. He felt that he was not good to others in every way.


"No. No. You're not wrong. I know you, Haz. Its alright. I'll go with you guys. We are friends. I'm not throwing my own friends away!" jel exclaimed, convincing Haz that he could handle all the bad things that would happen.


Jel was used to handling his personal matters by himself. He is indeed reliable. But Haz knew she was often hurt when she tried to support herself and others. Haz doesn't want that to happen to him again.


"Trust me this time, will you?" persuade Jel.


Haz had no other choice. Jel is a very stubborn man. The whiskey also understood the situation of the women.


Haz looked towards the Whisk. He doesn't know what to decide.


"Trust him" said the Whisk.


Haz nodded too.


"Remember! If Alkaf is miscellaneous, ask for help. I'm gonna roll him in toilet paper, roll him up from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain." Haz was still joking around to melt the atmosphere.


Jel laughed and shivered widely. "Of course, I won't turn down the offer" he replied.


"So, can we go now?" ask Whisk.


"Let's go now!" cry Haz with spirit.


Car drove from the cafe parking lot.


It's almost two in the morning. The three of them had just reached their destination.


"Admend it! My waist is gout!" Haz screamed while hitting his waist. He stared in annoyance at the old building that was like an isolated place before them.


"I just found out that a Hazelia Lify could complain about this shame" Yudel said. He glanced at Jel, who was looking back at him fearlessly.


The people who were near this woman, unique and strange, inner Judel.


Yudel didn't know that the Medan boy was a little bar-bar. If he knew, he probably wouldn't have thought Jel was weird for daring to look at him fearlessly.


"You know what? Driving to this place takes a long time!" haz protest. He found out that Waikit and Yudel had chosen the place for their vacation. It's unpleasant and unprofessional―may be professional for people like them.


"The person you're looking for is inside. He is done with his duty" said Judel without replying to Haz.


"Well! Look at this guy .. already dares to ignore me." Haz punches Yudel in the arm and makes the Empu glare at her.


Haz glared at Judel, fiercely of course. Long-haired women least like to be intimidated. He'll intimidate back.


"Yes, yes .. I'm sorry, miss," said Yudel as he turned a lazy eyeball. He knows that Haz is almost the same woman he likes. The feeling he felt when he first became officially acquainted with Haz was just a feeling of awe.


While Haz complained at length about the place Waikit had chosen and Judel was very bad, Jel looked around and stopped occasionally to just observe more closely or read something. That woman was calmer than Haz wanted so much.


"Wait! Geez! What are you doing?!" haz asked half-calling. He was tracking his waist while glaring.


Waikit laughed. He only found out that Haz was very attentive to cleanliness and neatness. You could say the room occupied by the man was very. But all of this is for the sake of getting maximum results. Also to help Haz find the person he's looking for.


"It." Waikit handed over a file to Haz.


"It's not a copy. That's the original copy." Waikit said it, as if knowing what Haz was going to ask.


"This I give it back for you. I know you need this and hand it over to the police as evidence." Waikit returns the glass bottle and hoodie to Haz.


Haz received evidence. Before that, he gave a report to the Whisk. He didn't want to be the first to read the report.


"This woman?" Whisk muttered as he looked at the photo of someone. He quickly turned over the report.


This man has the same characteristics as the man who stabbed Zenneth. Are they a plot? ask the whiskey in your heart.


"Do you remember the woman who was in the apartment with you?" ask Whisk.


Haz looked towards the Whisk. Sometimes, his brain can't work.


"That was picked up by Young Master Vinzeliuka."


Haz nodded his head.


"It." Whisk submitted the analysis to Haz. He pointed to the profile containing the photo of Iris.


Haz stared straight at Waikit.


"How accurate is this?" ask Haz.


"Ninety-nine percent must be accurate" Waikit replied. "I was paid a lot to help. I can't possibly hand over a fake file."


"Where did you get this full profile?" Haz asked again. This time he asked with suspicion.