Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

57: The Puzzle of Zenneth's Desire

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

"What girlfriend?" ask Haz.

"Oh it was not considered" replied Zenneth. He shook his head and scoffed, "You're really not romantic."

"A ... hello! I'm Whisky Woods" said Whisk, greeting Zenneth.

Zenneth looked at the Whisk and said, "Yes, I know. Your boyfriend used to tell you how amazed he was with you, but that was it. Now it doesn't seem to."

"Zenneth, you're a bitch. My bike's broken!" exclaim Haz with a spoiled tone.

"What's? I bought it half a year ago. Not a year have you been broken?" Zenneth is shocked by Haz's complaint against him.

"I'm sorry, but this is the truth. I'm wayward anyway. It's like you don't know me. How long have we known?" ask Haz.

"I also know you are a very careless and careless person, but when this is the story, I'm upset!" exclamation Zenneth.

"I'm sorry, Zen .. please yes, just this once," pinta Haz spoiled.

"It's a good thing that you're my darling" Zenneth said, shaking his head in annoyance, anxiousness with the reckless and careless Haz.

Haz could only give a small chuckle when Zenneth said that the woman was his favorite. He is Zenneth's favorite. He himself acknowledged and was proud of it.

"I'll find it for you" Zenneth said in the end.

Zenneth looked at Haz and Whisk alternately. "There you guys are updated. Do not disturb singles who want to wash with themselves," he said with a repulsive tone.

"Hey! We're not show-"

"Thank you, Miss Zenneth. I'm I'm taking her away, then" whispered. The red-haired man immediately pulled Haz out of Zenneth's house.

You're Hazelia Lify! Still not being honest with his feelings. Though he was happy Whisky Woods treated himself with a special, inner Zenneth with a smile seeing the departure of Whisk and Haz.

"Eh, wait a minute," said Whisk. He let go of his hand with Haz's hand, immediately turning into Zenneth's house again.

What is Whisky Woods? Is there anything he wants from Zenneth? ask Haz inwardly while waiting for the Whisk to come out of there. He did not kepo and followed the Whisk inside again. Most Whisk only asks Zenneth to dig up information.

In there ....

"I'm sorry I'm back, Miss Zen," said Whisk. He scratched his head that was not itchy. He was confused to ask Zenneth for help.

"You want me to dig up what information for you?" ask Zenneth on target.

"Why do you know I want to ask you to dig up information?" ask Whisk.

"Don't make small talk, Mr. Woods. Straight away," Zenneth said without looking towards the Whisk.

"I want to dig up information on a case that happened in Australia three years ago" Whisk said.

Zenneth stared straight at the Whisk. His eyes were round and he smiled.

"Thousand United States dollars, how? ask Whisk.

"No." Zenneth immediately rejected the Whisk's offer. "Go and ask Hazelia Lify what I want. I'll give you until midnight. If you can guess it, then I will help you hack that data—even though you can hack it yourself, but you are too lazy to do so. If not, please use your own abilities. I won't help you at all."

Zenneth was very frontal.

Due to hanging out with Hazelia Lify, the people who were nearby instead followed her nature. Dizziness, thought the Whisk.

"alright. Thank you," said Whisk. He immediately left there and returned to Haz.

"I'm sure you must have just been rejected by Zenneth" Haz said as he saw the Whisk coming from the opposite direction.

"Yes, you're right" said Whisk, twitching his forehead. "I don't understand why you, women, love to use such difficult codes. What's wrong with saying what you want?"

"We were happy to test the man. Not only men, maybe even everyone(?) Zenneth likes to test his clients. You are not the first person to feel the puzzle that is his desire. I've felt worse than this" chuckles Haz, telling him he's been given a worse riddle than Zenneth.

"He gave me a month to think. For a month I kept thinking about what he wanted. The answer is so easy!" exclaim Haz. He started to talk in a annoyed tone.

"Not always Zenneth wants his clients to pay him with money. There are things more useful than money. Let's say: place, stress-relieving snacks, or time," continued Haz.

The whiskey listened carefully. He also nodded in understanding.

"If he gives me until midnight today, then the answer should be very predictable, right?" ask Whisk.

"Of course it's easy. But, sometimes people can't guess what Zenneth wants and end up being rejected for help. Good luck, Whisky Woods" replied Haz.

Stupid, Inner Haz cursed Whisk. I have clearly given you an answer.

What Haz meant was that Zenneth needed a suitable place and adequate equipment to carry out the hack. He also answered that question. So, he knew very well what Zenneth wanted to do if he was told to do a hack.

"I'll think about it over dinner tonight. Then, where are you going now?" ask Whisk.

"I? My apartment's been ruined. I want to go to the boutique and buy some new clothes, then I'll come back here" Haz replied.

"All right, I'll keep you company" said Whisk.

***

"Thank you for the time. See you in an hour. Alkaf and Jel must be having fun. They haven't seen each other in months" Haz said.

"We'll have fun too if this is all over. We have one promise that has not been fulfilled" Whisk said with a gentle smile to Haz.

"Go back!" exclaim Haz. He went straight into Zenneth's house without turning to look at the Whisk.

The whiskey could only shake his head. Did I say the wrong thing? thought. Women are hard to understand.

Whisk drives a car and disappears from the front of Zenneth's house. Haz peeked out of the doorway.

Insensitive. There should be a book called HAL THAT IS KNOWN ABOUT WOMEN BY MEN and the book is empty. It is true that the sensitivity of men to what women want is one thousand percent zero.