Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

25: The fight

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

Moment before...

Whisk did what Haz did. He jumped over the balconies of other people's apartment rooms while apologizing in his heart to the owner. Forgive me for my insolence like this, her mind.

Whisk arrives at the balcony of Haz's apartment room. The atmosphere behind the already broken balcony door was extremely messy. The man raised an eyebrow feeling that Thomas Bara, the assassin Haz said he was, was still inside. Probably waiting for the woman to come back.

Whisk slowly enters Haz's room, if Bara is still there, so the thing he had to do was to observe whatever things were in Haz's room and get out of there as soon as possible. But it seems like circumstances do not allow him to get away with it that easily. In front there was Bara who was grunting furiously like an angry bull who saw a red cloth in front of him.

Oh... It seemed like the presence of my figure would make him take revenge on me for having thrown himself into prison, the inner Whisk exasperated.

Whisk has been through this a few times. No wonder he can still be calm even though the enemy in front of him is an enemy that is not playing ferociously.

"Whisky Woods ...," Bara growled as he stared at the Whisk. The bongsor man harbored a huge hatred for the Whisk.

"It's been a long time since we met, Thomas Bara," said the quiet Whisk. He watches Bara's movements if only he would pull out a sharp weapon or a firearm.

"Yes, it's been a long time, Whisky Woods," Bara said. The man stared intently at the Whisk, cautious, knowing that he was a formidable opponent.

"So, what are you doing at my boyfriend's?" ask Whisk. He observed the objects in Haz's room for a moment, then turned his gaze back toward Bara. "You messed up my girlfriend's room, returned the thing you were going to bring back to the person who paid you, Thomas Bara," she said.

Whatever it is, if it's related to Hazelia Lify, Whisk will immediately respond to it.

"There's nothing I have to steal from here, except the people who live in it" Bara said. He grins.

"Then, what did you guys do to Raphaela?" ask Whisk.

"The woman was just a luring doll out of Hazelia Lify. Isn't Hazelia Lify a very considerate person with the people around her? Making that woman as bait would lure her out of hiding, wouldn't it?" Bara chuckled as he said it. His words made the Whisk even more irritated and wanted to quickly put the man back in the bars. This time for eternity.

"Before you and your master lure Hazelia Lify out, you must step over my corpse first."

"Happy, Mr. Detective," Bara chuckled happily, then threw his fist towards the Whisk.

I wish I could win from him like two years ago. Thomas Bara is a dangerous man. I have to quickly solve this problem and immediately go to the parking lot to save Rael. Haz doesn't have to think about it anymore if I make it, Whisk thought.

Buk up!

Buk up!

Two hard punches from Bara managed to get the Whisk pushed a few steps back. The reddish-browed man rebalances his position. Focus, Whisky Woods! it's in the heart.

Whisk managed to avoid Bara's blow that almost hit his heart. It was almost, he thought annoyed.

Whisk fends off Bara's punch that will hit her face. His position is not so favorable now. He was between Bara in front and the wall behind. His movement space is limited. If only the man wanted to free himself through the right and left sides, at least Bara had a little gap to defeat him.

The whisky suddenly fell silent, sculpting. His eyes were tightly closed. He remembered something that had been hidden in him for a long time. The reason why she chose to break into the Police Academy and become a detective: Whitney Carmilla Walker, Milla—the first love of the Whisk, a great senior cop who was eventually forced to marry a mobster, a, the Phantom's leader, James Stetson. Even so, he never hated the woman, even he and James were good friends.

Whisk recalled Milla who taught him about martial arts that would free him from vicious attacks.

"This martial art consists of seven forbidden arts. Incidentally, I learned it from a Chinese Master" said Milla. "Now, I will pass this knowledge on to you, Whisky Woods. James is the first person and you, the junior I raised as my own brother, will get him too" he continued. Milla smiled sweetly. It was the first time the Whisk felt his name was heartbroken, dashed was his wish to live forever with Milla, his great senior. But, God was fair enough to the man, he met a woman who could even make him fall in love that deeply, beyond the taste he had ever had of Milla.

"I was instantly able to while learning this forbidden martial technique. Everyone has their own talents, Whisky Woods. Just like I was blind. He was kind enough and gave me a gift like this." Milla's words flashed through Whisk's mind like a tape recorder. "These seven forbidden martial techniques are ..-"

Whisk opened his eyes, Bara's fist was already right before his eyes. Yet just as the reddish-bloody man possessed strength that violated the laws of physics, Bara's fist only hit empty air.

Bara growled furiously because he didn't manage to hit the Whisk. Instead, the Whisk that managed to knock Bara down. He kicked Bara's leg until the man lost his balance. When Bara fell, Whisk immediately paralyzed him by throwing a fist at his face.

Not just silence. He immediately turned things around, crippled the Whisk and pulled out a sharp weapon in the form of a folding knife—Boker Manufacturing. He started slicing the Whisk's body like slicing an onion.

Luckily, the whiskey is only sliced in parts. Even so, he still had to endure the pain and blood seeping out. He immediately kicked Bara's stomach. He gets up, runs to the entrance and exit of Haz's broken apartment. All he had in mind now was to get away from Bara and save Rael.

Arriving at the parking lot, there was a car parked there. Whisk could see a woman tied to her hand and covered in her mouth inside and seemed to call out to her, sitting on the driver's seat of glass instead of a car. He immediately ran towards the car.

Whisk opens the door of a car that happens to be unlocked. He immediately opened the duct tape covering the woman's mouth. "Whisky Woods, isn't it?" A soft, high-impressed voice was heard by the Whisk. He remembered what Andrian had said. It was Rael. "There's no time to explain! The bongsor guy was right there!" screech to Whisk.

Whisk turned his gaze towards Bara who was growling like a ferocious wolf and was ready to pounce on his prey at any time. He immediately took off the rope that tied Rael's hand. "Listen Rael, whatever happens, never stop driving your car and leave this place immediately! I need to get back to Hazelia Lify's. Don't mind us and go where you feel safe." Finished saying so, Whisk slammed the car door and ran as fast as he could from there to distract Bara.

Bara of course prefers to chase the Whisk rather than Rael's car.

Whisk fishing Bara gets to the roof. He dropped himself on the balcony of someone's room. Then, drop himself again right on the balcony of his room. He did so so quickly that Bara lost track of him. What Bara saw last as a trace was the blood of a reddish-bloomed man who was in the middle of the vast open space of the roof.

Whisk could hear Bara howling furiously—like a beast that lost its prey.

The whisky breathed a sigh of relief. I have to hold on for a little while longer.Let's not keep my promise to Hazelia, her inner self that is beginning to lose consciousness because her blood is constantly flowing.

Whisk opened the balcony door of his room slowly and locked it. He could see Haz sitting there. The man could also hear Haz sobbing. It can be concluded that the woman was crying.

Whisk is approaching Haz. The woman did not even realize that she was crawling on top of the mattress and was already right behind her. Haz was cupping his face with both palms.

Even in dying moments like this, the idea of ignorance can still appear in the head of the Whisk. He brought his lips closer to Haz's ears, then softly called out. "Boo!"