Magical Traders

CHAPTER 23

AS LONG as Hanz communicated with the Wranglers, Dennis just sat quietly listening to their conversation. From there he knew that Wrangler was not ready if he had to fight the onslaught of the Rustler Alien.

There is still a lot of work to complete the project to make the earth cooler. Technologically, they make tools to reduce geothermal, while Hanz's job is to campaign for green earth.

In the meantime, what happened in the apartment, made the situation already out of the planned. No one knows that the Rustlers are hiding there. Hanz's actions were considered careless because they left a trail of CCTV footage.

The choice is two. Return to the apartment to seize CCTV footage or hide and go undercover.

Hanz ended their conversation while bowing weakly. “Why be like this?” He is not usually careless in his actions. Just about disabling the CCTV in the apartment he could forget.

“What do you think, Dennis.  Are you able to return to the apartment to seize CCTV security?”

“Security room is in basement. We can get in there. However, it is definitely not easy to disable the security officers.”

“Don't it have reduced by one,” Hanz stared at the head of security. “In case of a fight, we can't just rely on Layla. We need extra people.”

Car door open. Layla came with two bottles of cold mineral water. He got into the car and splashed the water on the face of the security chief with his finger. After that, Layla then directs the mouth of the bottle so that it can be drunk by the head of security.

“So, how is the decision?” ask Layla.

“For everything to be safe, it looks like we have to go back to the apartment to retrieve the footage,” Hanz replied.

Layla chokes when she hears the decision over a drink. “Against the Alien and we do not yet have a special weapon for it.”

“What if they've seen the CCTV footage? They must have recognized our faces?” sahut Dennis's.

“Continue, ask questions for questions so that our decision this time no longer has a reproach,” said Hanz while taking into account all the possibilities that occur.

“If they have seen the recording, we still have time, as long as the recording has not been sent to their leader,” continued Hanz.

“Where do we know they've seen the footage and haven't sent it yet?” layla handed a bottle of mineral water to Dennis.

“The only way is to return to the apartment,” Dennis said.

“Keep, how about dealing with those Aliens. I can't guarantee to beat him alone,” Layla hesitates.

“Wait a minute. Try to associate with the Wrangler project.” said Hanz seemed to think.

“Cold earth project. Why don't we try using a material that produces cold to weaken Rustler's,” Layla replied.

“Like ice cubes, you mean?” concluded Dennis origin talk.

Layla smiled wryly and Hanz straightened his forehead after hearing Dennis' question.

“Why not use oxygen tube only?” someone said he surprised the three of them.

Together they looked at the smiling head of security. Hanz, Layla, and Dennis couldn't believe what was happening.

“I've heard your talk since,” said the head of security fixed his sitting position.

“Aren't you still like a dazed person?” ask Hanz.

“It's just a strategy to save yourself if you're being held hostage by the enemy. As security officers, we are trained in such affairs,” the security chief explained the true conditions.

Layla smiled as she felt deceived. “So, you already know what's going on right now?”

“I've heard all and I think you guys are good people. That's why I stopped going undercover,” the security chief replied casually.

“If about bedwetting in elevator?” ask Layla again.

The security chief immediately grabbed his pants. “If this is beyond my means. Even when you guys got into the elevator, my gaze was already faint looking at you guys.”

“Good. Now the problem is solved. We have also received assistance and I think the suggestion was we can try,” said Hanz asked Dennis to return to the driver's seat.

“I can help you to take the CCTV footage. A moment..” said the head of security reached into his pants pocket. He immediately took a cell phone. There were some calls not raised from the manager and his two men.

The ringtone of the phone was deliberately turned off since hiding under the desk of the manager's room.

“Halo, Mus. Where are you?”

“Siap. The manager ordered to buy a new CCTV,” replied Mustafa the head of security.

“What happened to CCTV in our room?”

“Siap. Broken, Sir!”

“If the recording?”

“Siap, lost. Possible manager who saved it.”

“I want help. You can cancel to buy a new CCTV. I am currently heading to apartment.”

“But, Sir! Sorry...manager says you've been dismissed.”

“It's a lie. There's something I want to tell you, but not through this phone. We're all in danger. The manager who has been our leader is not human.”

“Mean, father?” the voice across there looked confused.

“Now you call Kosim, tell him to leave the apartment. We met outside,” said the head of security while thinking.

Layla. “Cafe Kembang Setaman,” he said in a statement to the head of security.

“Di Cafe Kembang Setaman Hotel. You guys order first, I'll be there soon.”

“How about I get fired for not buying CCTV?” Mustofa is still doubtful.

“It's about easy. Lots of other work for you. I guarantee!” The security chief looked at Hanz's face as if asking for approval. Hanz just gave his thumb.

“Good, Sir. As long as there is a guarantee, now I will contact Kosim,” Mustofa said to turn off the phone call.

“CCTV recording is no longer in the security room. The manager is still waiting for the new CCTV device to see the footage inside,” the security chief told them.

“Good..! Now we leave now to buy oxygen cylinders and head to the cafe,” Hanz orders to pat Dennis on the shoulder to immediately start the car engine.

***

Mr. Dikin, the apartment janitor looks rushed to the manager's room. He was worried that the manager would scold him for his job.

His condition is old and sickly makes Mr. Dikin slow in completing his work.

After knocking on the door, the manager asked Mr. Dikin to enter the room.

“Bring your equipment in,” the manager ordered.

Mr. Dikin was struggling to push a trolley containing buckets, floor mops and liquid soap. After placing it in the corner of the room, he then waited for the next manager's order.

“Please clean my bathroom, Mr. Dikin. There is dirty,” said the manager made Mr. Dikin feel relieved. He thought he was going to get angry, just to clean the bathroom.

“Now, Sir?”

“Iya, now. You clean and do not have to shout if you see a lizard,” said the manager.

“Cadal?” ask Mr. Dikin in wonder. While working in this apartment, he had never found a lizard in the bathroom.

“I don't know what his name is. Anyway just clean it up!” said the manager can't wait for Mr. Dikin to go into the bathroom immediately.

“Good, Sir. I'll clean the bathroom now. If there is a lizard, I will catch it for itching,” said Mr. Dikin immediately pushed his trolley to the bathroom.

As usual, Mr. Dikin then opened the bathroom door first so that the truck could be brought in. He went into the bathroom to pull the trolley from the inside.

Shortly thereafter, the bathroom door slammed. Mr. Dikin had shouted for help while banging on the door.