Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case
148: Preparing a Plan to Provide Evidence



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


Whisk knows that Haz is not okay. He knew the long-haired woman's mind was constantly at work: Wanting Jel and Alkaf to be in good health, wanting Cyan and Zenneth to be found safe, he said, want the case that showers them to pass quickly. The reddish girly man knew that, but Haz always said that he was fine.


"I said, 'if', Haz ... don't forget that!"


The whisky goes first.


Haz stared at the back of the Whisk from back there.


Somehow comfortable to get elusan in the head, inner Haz while holding the cranium of his head which is often patted and stroked by the Whisk.


"What's wrong? Want to change your mind again?" ask Whisk who is already a little far ahead.


Haz shook his head. "Come on!"


Haz balances his steps with Whisk.


"What's on your mind?" Whisk asked. He saw Haz daydreaming.


"There is something that bothers me a lot .. But, I'll tell you later. Now the most important thing is to hand over the evidence to Nicholas" Haz replied.


"We just met him. Why don't you give it to me?" Confused whisky.


"What do you think will happen if we give Nich evidence in front of the owner?" Haz asked back.


Right, I forgot that there's still that red car in there, Inner Whisk.


"alright. Alright. I get it." Whisk's focus is divided when working with Haz. It was the first time for him to find a woman so attractive and smarter than him.


"We have to find a way to provide evidence without being noticed by their parties" Haz said.


Just a moment ago, Haz was a childish and spoiled figure. The woman can change her nature in accordance with the place on foot. The mood-swing he has isn't as bad as Whisk thinks.


"What about the dining room?" ask Whisk.


"Taking a cop to the diner?" Haz asked back.


"Is there something wrong with that?" Whisk is confused with Haz. There is nothing wrong with taking Nich to a restaurant to eat together.


"If all criminals could be tricked with that trick, you'd be quick to catch them, Whisky Woods..maybe you've always been successful at it?"


It's just been said that Whisk isn't focused on working with Haz. This was proven a second time. It seemed like he had to have a broken heart first in order to refocus.


"really. Do you have a better idea?"


Haz speechless. He has also not thought of the idea of handing over the evidence to Nich.


"I'll think about it later" said Haz.


Whisk shook his head. He knew that taking Nich to eat together would provoke the suspicion of the Hassan Family, but if they were crowded―like invite the Twins Vinzeliulaika and his group―of course different stories. The possibility of the other party suspecting them was reduced by a lot.


"What if I take Miss Twins and her group as well?" ask Whisk.


"Is there no better idea?" ask Haz to Fabel.


"Nothing, Haz. The idea of Whisky Woods is best now. You guys are just going to go eat together with a lot of personnel. It might disturb the other party. But, their suspicions would be drastically reduced. Rika and Riko can also be witnesses if you have given evidence to Nicholas," replied Fabel.


Haz has no other choice but to agree to the idea of the Whisk. "alright. Let's just run your idea."


While at the door of Ric's patient room, Haz and Whisk peek inside. There's Iris chatting with the Twins. But the face of the Twins looks unhappy―let alone they already know that Iris is the main criminal who wants to harm their Brother. The Twins had no choice but to serve Iris.


"Hopefully they didn't mess with our plan" Haz murmured.


"They won't mess with our plans, Haz." Whisk convinced Haz.


Haz and Whisk entered the room. Iris looked a little surprised. The Vinzeliulaika Twins put on a face as if to say, 'Thank you, you are the saviors we have been waiting for!'.


"Oh? If it's not wrong, Brother Iris isn't it?" Haz stared flat at Iris. He seems to know nothing.


"Yes, right. I'm Iris." Iris replied to Haz. He also acted as if he didn't know anything. "Because there are guests who come, I go home first, Rika, Riko."


Rika smiled faintly, meanwhile Riko did not want to look towards Iris at all. From the beginning Riko saw Iris, she immediately disliked her.


Iris disappeared behind the patient room door.


After Iris left, Haz and the others did not speak a word. Each of them was immersed in a world of daydreams.


Haz knows the Vinzeliulaika Twins are gathering their lost mood as they face off against the two-faced Iris.


Whisk himself noticed every movement of people from behind the window of the room. He could see that Iris had gotten into the red car that had been trailing him and Haz.


Who was Iris in there with? Riyan Hassan's? Or, Rias Remus? ask the whiskey in your heart.


Everything that's been going on is giving people inside Ric's patient room a headache. Especially Haz. Long-haired women are the most burdened.


Haz doesn't know where the Hassan family is holding Cyan and Zenneth. He could only pray and hope that his two friends would be okay.


It's not entirely Haz's fault, it was Cyan who took Zenneth out without thinking. But all will be a burden to Haz.


The Vinzeliulaika Twins themselves stared pusher at Ric. Maybe Ric is a naughty little brother, but the instincts of a Big Brother will definitely not let his Brother get hurt. Especially to be a victim of attempted murder.


Whisk sighed and turned to look at the situation. He certainly did not like being trapped in a complicated state of silence.


To melt the atmosphere, Whisk finally opened the conversation. "Did Kak Rika and Kak Riko have time to have dinner with us?" ask the reddish-browed man.


The Twins Rika and Riko stared at the Whisk. They already know what Haz and Whisk are up to.


"Are you taking us all?" ask Rika.


Whisk of course knows what the Twins of Vinzeliulaika mean by the word 'all of us'. Same with Haz.


"of course. Everyone is invited to dinner together" replied the Whisk with a faint smile on his face.