Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

78: The Same Problem

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

Whisk did not say that he was jealous and became dislikeful of Nirvana Kenziro because of the man's gaze towards Haz, but Zenneth seemed to know what the Whisk meant and what strengthened his dislike of Nirvana.

"What about your plans?" ask Zenneth. He prefers not to talk about Nirvana, before Haz and Whisk both explode.

"It's bad. Many policemen were standing guard there," Whisk replied as he pointed towards the police line.

Zenneth could only nod his head, a sign he understood what the Whisk meant.

It would be very difficult to get inside if a lot of police were on guard. They also could not possibly barge in. They could be fugitives. Also ... about Nicholas Qet Farnaz, actually he's on whose side this is still very blurry, inner Zenneth. What the fuck ... Why would I follow Hazelia's style and act like this?

"I know for a fact that you are thinking about the position of Nicholas Qet Farnaz" said Haz. He looked at Zenneth who was staring at him stupefiedly and chuckled. The long-haired woman shook her head.

"Are you psychic or what the hell?" ask Zenneth.

"none. I'm just Hazelia Lify under the pseudonym Resplendent Nephila. I'm not a psychic, nor am I a shaman. I'm just a creature who yearns for freedom in a world full of rules" Haz replied.

"It sounds a lot like you, Hazelia," Zenneth said as she rolled her eyeballs lazily.

"Don't be angry" seduced Haz. "I'm sorry for guessing people's thoughts so often."

"I think it's more than just a guess" said Cyan. "You're terrible Hazelia."

"Hey! I'm not as horrible as you think!" shangkal Haz's. "I'm not a cannibal like Doctor Hanibal in his series. Even the doctor was more terrible than me. Manipulating people to get into his traps, then killing them."

"Yes, you don't eat human flesh, Haz. But, still the ability to read the minds of others is very strange and even almost impossible" said Whisk, defending Cyan and Zenneth.

"Sorry, Mr. Woods. You have studied psychology, right? Well, try to apply the science of psychology that you learn along with the method Sherlock Holmes— more precisely the method of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. You'll be able to read someone's mind" Haz said.

"I've tried it, but still can't. The method is just a joke" Whisk said, shaking his head.

"That's because you don't want to understand the concept!" exclaiming Haz, do not accept with Whisk that says that the concept of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle is a mere boon.

"You understand it or not, still reading the human mind is very impossible. I sometimes think you're someone who came out of nowhere and wants to play with the humans on earth."

Whisk pinched his temple. She is almost crazy when talking about the power to read other people's minds with Haz. He felt the long-haired woman say things that made no human sense at all.

"Well, let's broaden your narrow mind with some well-thought-out and very reasonable statements" Haz said. He smirked sweetly.

****** me! He wanted to argue what strange thing else? Whisk was immediately ambushed by a bad feeling when he saw the grin Haz showed.

"I'm not going to argue anything out of the ordinary, Whisky Woods. This argument is completely acceptable to common sense." Haz seemed to be reading someone's mind.

"I don't want to hear it" Whisk lied. Though the man wanted to hear the argument Haz had prepared, even though the argument would probably give him a headache. He's very curious.

"I started from the easiest to answer: Why do you think Whisky Woods, why do people want to learn magic tricks?" ask Haz.

The whisky was silent.

Also true. Magic tricks are a kind of magic. Toying is a trick, Whisk said in his heart.

"Now you understand, right? One empty, Whisk. My argument is easily accepted by human common sense. After all, the basic concept of reading the minds of others has been told when we study psychology. By looking at a person's facial expressions, eyes, and behavior we can read what that person is thinking. Just keep making progress." Haz explained. "Can you do a magic trick?"

"certain. There are a few tricks I can do."

"Try to show me" said Haz.

The whiskey smiled meaningfully. He cleared his throat and said, "I'm sorry for my impoliteness, Miss. But, this is a little trick I'm going to show you."

He's going to fuck me with what I love. He's El Diablo . a very annoying person, like a demon. Haz cursed in his heart.

"You see my hand is nothing, right?"

The whiskey showed his empty hand to everyone. He then clapped his hands three times. By the time he showed his hand again, there were already four packs of mini matcha chocolates up there.

What I said ..he's a real bitch .... Haz sighed in annoyance.

"I'm sure you expected it, Hazelia Lify," said Whisk, winking one eye and smiling sweetly at the woman.

"Of course I expected it. You are El Diablo. A very annoying demon. You really! I'm so upset right now" Haz said.

"I just found out there's such a magic trick." Zenneth seems to be interested in the magic tricks displayed by the Whisk, unlike Haz who is interested in what is in the hands of the Whisk.

"There are more professional people than me. The creator. I just follow what they teach me. I'm not really a professional." Whisk gives two packs of matcha chocolate to Haz, before the woman runs amok on him.

"Thank you" said Haz cheerfully. Her mood will be good when she eats something sweet or is given something she wants.

"Together," replied the Whisk.

"Everything you do is great too. Not everyone has this advantage" Cyan said.

"Everyone can learn even if they have no talent at all. There is no such thing as hidden talent. People can learn to do what they want to do. But, they were too lazy to just find out, let alone learn."

"You're right."

Cyan receives matcha chocolate given by Whisk.

"I don't understand, Haz. You like chocolate, but why not regular chocolate?" ask Whisk.

"He's a freak. She dislikes regular chocolate and also has a ban on eating chocolate from psychologists. He's gonna be super active at night because of the chocolate." Zenneth answers the Whisk question.

"Oh .. autistic chocolate. I read about this article. A little unique" said Whisk.

"I don't care what the psychologist says. As long as it's not regular chocolate, I'll eat it, even if it's labeled chocolate," Haz said, enjoying matcha chocolate.

Whisk can only smile amusedly when listening to Haz's words. He thinks of Haz as a child. And, the woman was a crybaby ....

Haz's phone rang loudly, but she didn't want to pick him up.

It must be Jel, Haz thought.

The phone disturbed Cyan and Zenneth's calm.

"Thank you for your cell phone, Hazelia!" snapped Zenneth could not stand his ringing.

Haz must not pick up the phone. As expected, on the screen clearly stated: LIULAIKA JELKESYA (JELLY). He took a deep breath, not wanting to pick up the phone.

"This give it to me!" Zenneth snatches the phone from Haz's hand, connects the phone, and activates the speaker.

"Hello?" ask for a hoarse voice across there. As Haz had just experienced, Jel had also just cried.

"Hello, who is this?" zenneth asked lazily, pretending not to know Jel.

Jel who was across the street was silent for a while, then she said, "It should be my speech. Just ignore ... Where is Haz?"

One more thing, Jel sounded unhappy when she found the person who picked up the phone from her was not Haz himself.

I'm sorry, Jel. True, said Zenneth, too deep with someone can make yourself very hurt. This applies also to me and you, and Alkaf with me as a third person, inner Haz while biting his lower lip.

Whisk pat Haz on the shoulder slowly. "Don't hurt yourself" she whispered.

"He's not at the hotel. He left his phone here" replied Zenneth, as unhappy as Jel.

Haz, Whisk, and Cyan stared at each other. What they had in mind: Soon there would be a war of the last days between Zenneth and Haz.

A very bad choice was to let Zenneth pick up the phone. How'this? ask Haz inwardly, agitated.

"Oh." Jel answered with a sniffle. "Tell Haz that I'm looking for him. There are things to talk about with him."

"A-"

Not yet had Zenneth said what was inside his head, the phone had been closed by Jel.

"Well! You are not polite!" Zenneth.

"That's it." Haz recaptures his cell phone from Zenneth's hands.

"So, are you going to call back to Liulaika Jelkesya?" ask Zenneth. He folded his hands in front of his chest, waiting for Haz to answer.

"I'll think about it. If I feel good, then I'll call back and listen to what I want to say. If I feel bad, I'll call her when I feel better" Haz replied.

"I suggest you don't call him. It sucks people like him. He's going to get you stuck in trouble with his girlfriend again" Zenneth said.

"I can't stay away forever. There are times when you have to face problems rather than constantly avoiding them. I'll be fine if my feelings improve."