Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

160: Crisis of Trust

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

"You don't have to be afraid" Whisk patted Haz's shoulder gently to reassure her that everything was going to be fine. "I'm sure of your decision. Therefore, you must also believe in your own choices."

"Fanolize, you're a detective, you definitely understand the feeling when your partner is a criminal. Or, talk about your own family" Haz said. "So does my feeling right now. I know Nich is a good guy. But, there are always unexpected things that arise when we trust someone. What's wrong here is a crisis of trust."

"Haz, I get it!" snapped Whisk. "It is precisely because I understand.I understand that feeling, that is why I dare tell you not to be afraid."

"You might think, 'Oh, he's an unbelievable person', or 'Oh, look at him, finally admitting a terrible truth as well'. But, there was no harm in trusting him once more."

"We can send these files without being discovered by Hassan's family. Whatever happens, whatever Nicholas chooses, it's his business. At least we've been trying, Haz," Whisk seems to show how emotional he is. Since he had already experienced it, and he regretted it, hence, he did not want any Detective Whisky Woods to fail the second one. The difference is, this is Hazelia Lify, a person she really likes.

"I will not make you deviate from your original intentions, Haz. Just do it, send the data file to the police station, "refuse Whisk. "The problem Nicholas wants to throw away or burn it, or better yet, use it, all depends on himself. What matters is that you have fulfilled your duty."

Haz remained silent for a while. He was thinking how good it was. Do as the Whisk says, or be selfish in its own way.

"All right," Haz said in the end. "I'll do as you say, Fanolize. Thank you for giving me good advice."

Whisk smiled, then patted Haz on the head. "Because you said you will send the data to Nicholas, just send it using an online driver. We don't have to meet him face to face anymore" he suggested.

Haz nods his head and asks Whisk to pick up his phone. He sent a message to Nich. Previously, he unblocked the contacts first.

「Hazelia Lify: I will send you the data we have collected. It's up to you to throw it away, burn it, or use it wisely. The choice is in your hands. If you think you're a good cop, then that's how you are. And, if you feel that you are a bad cop, then so are you. See you soon, Nicholas.」

"You must have heard this line by Jonstein Gaarder, Haz. Our species has a strange interest in the words 'last' and 'lost'. The thrill of an experience that future generations can still enjoy is not at all comparable to seeing something that will soon be destroyed. He's the last to see, will see the best. Just as mourning family members argue about who was the last to talk to the deceased. I actually disagree. 'Seeing something that will soon be destroyed' is an experience. Then he said that it was 'not comparable' when he said that 'the next generation can enjoy the experience'," Whisk chuckled softly. Then continued, "Maybe it's not fun for him because he's already experienced it once. But for future generations, it will also be an unforgettable experience. I thought about it when I was boarding a plane from Paris to Indonesia. More precisely, to Kualanamu, Medan. I've experienced it, seen 'something that's about to break'. For me, it was an experience that happened over and over again during my time as a detective. You'll find out if you really intend to be a detective, Haz."

"Hazelia Lify, what do you think of me?" ask Whisk. Suddenly, like an impromptu quiz.

"Eitherway. But one thing is certain: you don't want to accept the real you" Haz replied. "You know what, Fanolize? You will appreciate it more if you can accept your worst side, Fanolize Jacqueline Rosewoods, which you keep avoiding on the grounds that you can create the best of Whisky Woods. That thought is completely wrong. You will never escape the vicious circle you have created for yourself. Just like you said, I've experienced it. So, I'm not lying or misleading you."

"I just don't want to admit it yet, Haz," said Whisk.

"Eat it. That's why you should try it, Fanolize..," Haz reassured Whisk. "Try to live as Fanolize. You are a blessing—everyone is a blessing," he tightly grasped the hand of the Whisk.

"I don't believe in Fanolize Jacqueline Rosewoods, Hazelia. I couldn't believe him," Whisk was still firm in his stance, not wanting to admit the truth to himself.

"No one will believe you if you continue like this, Fanolize. I was too. Besides me, there's James Stetson and Whitney Carmilla Walker. Liulaika Jelkesya and Alkaf Houka. Do you think we can trust you completely if you don't believe in yourself?" ask Haz, after explaining at length. Actually, he is tired and does not like people who cannot trust themselves. That's where the crisis of trust comes in. On one hand, he realized it just a moment ago, when Whisk had a long talk about the choices he had to make. But on the other hand, he also knows that men with reddish eyes are having a crisis of confidence in themselves. He just wants to help. But the Whisk was so stubborn. If only he was in a bad mood, it felt like he wanted to leave the Whisk alone.

The bad news, Haz is in a bad mood due to the mood-swing he has. However, the good news, he would absolutely not leave the Whisk alone brooding in his cold study—as long as the man wanted to try to believe his own identity.

Haz knew that it was not easy for a person who hated his own identity to change one hundred and eighty degrees directly. But think about it best, Whisk does not need to live with a crisis of confidence in yourself anymore.

Haz only wants Whisk to break out of the vicious cycle, which makes him experience a crisis of confidence in his identity. No matter how bad a person is, there must be good things that follow him from behind.

Haz wants to believe in Whisk if the man wants to believe in himself. But he didn't want it to be an impetus for the Whisk to 'force' to trust himself, just because he liked it.

Everything has to start with yourself to produce good results.