Mysterious Detective

Interviewed Police

Jenny was talking to someone, in a soundproof room. The place was specifically an illegal meeting, about covert criminalization activities. No one knew of the hidden place, except for a few certain people.

"Boss, those apprentices have already dared to interfere in our affairs." Jenny reported the company's movements.

"Forced them to learn a valuable lesson, so as not to participate in our problems" he replied, tilting his lips in a grin.

"Just calm down, one of them has been given an overtime sentence. Now they are going through a time of misery, with bodies full of injuries. Tiger had already dared to pour sleeping pills in my drink, then stole my chameleon doll. Though the tool is the only connection with the secret place." Jenny explained.

"Well, you don't have to bother looking. After all they had no idea as well, what function the chameleon doll was." Showing a neat row of teeth.

The next day, Jenny goes to the hospital with the Missile boss. Not only them, the others left as well.

"Qin, you've been through all this overtime. While Sister Jenny kept overtime, but there was nothing. Is it because he's Missile boss' secretary?" tardo said, bravely.

"All this depends on one's ingenuity, in taking into account one's own affairs and not interfering in criminal affairs." Jenny narrowed her eyes, towards Qin.

Qin knew only, that he was being insinuated. "Yes, I understand what Jenny's sister means." Qin pulled the corners of his lips slightly, while moving his body slowly.

"Good, this is one of the clarifications of choice within Kharuga's company" Jenny replied.

Karina stroked her daughter's head. "Qin baby, if you want to make a move let Mama help."

"Yes Ma, thank you." replied Qin.

"Why you?" gangbug Tardo.

"It's okay." Lucky replied, covering up his mind.

A few days later, Qin went to the mosque to attend the event of Israa Mi'raj. Many young children are eager to enter the race. Starting from the reading of short verses, reciting Islamic poetry, prayer, and the race of the prayer movement.

"Qin, may the next days God always protect you" said Karina, staring at her daughter's eyes. "Mama loves you, and is very worried about your departure." Karina rubbed Qin's forehead, then tidied her headscarf touching the earlobe.

"Yes Ma Aamiin, I love Mama too." Qin clasped Karina's hand, with a deep feeling.

On the way home, suddenly the police car stopped. He asked Qin for information, regarding the video footage submitted by Friska.

"Have you been kidnapped by the mafia?" ask police.

"No, but rather was framed in the slaughter chariot. It seemed like every midnight, the vehicle was deliberately looking for prey. It must be driven by someone from a distance, because there are many sharp tools that can hover on their own." Qin explained, as bright as possible.

"You're great to get off the chariot taking human lives" the police said, praising him with admiration.

"I've actually learned how to deal with emergencies. Now real-world crime is so rife, in the midst of society." Qin kept his status hidden as a detective.

If he manages to uncover the case in this company, he will get a detective certificate officially. That was the thing, which his coach promised on the course site.