Super Rich Detective System

Eps. 105 Beleaguered

Detective Carl then stopped his steps some distance away, to listen to their conversation.

The orange-clad man approached Silver Macedonia, the Manor Gym instructor. The man just came out of the toilet and closed the door.

“K-you...who are you?” he said stammered, as soon as he saw a foreign man blocking his way.

A little bit of the Macedonian Silver was already getting information about him who would be the victim of the next series murder and it gave him goosebumps.

Even though there are two police agents now on guard at this gym coupled with the presence of Detective Carl, still he is afraid of the killer who is still roaming free and eyeing his life. Who knows if those professionals failed to catch the killer this time around? No one knows.

“I who?” said the man, smiling.

He even immediately brought the Macedonian Silver to the wall by removing a needle from behind his shirt.

“L-remove! What do you want to do to me?” said Silver Macedonia looking to the right, dodging the man's attack.

Fortunately, the needle did not hit his neck. But if there's a next attack maybe he can't avoid it anymore.

Where are police agents and Detective Carl? My life is on the edge like this. How can I call them here like this? inner Silver Macedonia.

His eyes moved wildly staring around hoping for help to come.

I don't want to die here so soon. I had to send a signal so they could come here again, looking for something.

Prangs! Right beside him stood a large jar filled with artificial flowers, and he kicked it until it broke.

“Never think of calling or asking for help!” hardik the orange-clothed man with a sharp look.

“I didn't try to call whoever you were that urged me to drop this urn,” Silver rebutted quickly.

“OK, whatever you say, just say it before you can't talk again after your body is cold and stiff.”

How'this? Will my life really end in the hands of this psychopath? I don't even know who he is. Inner Silver Macedonia anymore, slightly shaking and forcing his saliva to gulp down his neck.

“Who are you and what is your purpose in taking my life?” silver said, venturing. At least he knew who killed himself before his life was really over lest he die of curiosity.

Silver heard the laughter of the orange-clad man, and made him think of someone.

“You're not Emmanuel, are you?” the chirps aren't sure. The reason, the way he laughed was similar to one of his acquaintances, but his face was completely different.

“You sure, my name is Emmanuel? You missed my other name. There are ten more names you don't know.”

Silver did not answer. True, the psychopath was indeed his acquaintance. But it turns out that's not his real identity either. Then who is he exactly? Makes him even more confused.

While Detective Carl himself was listening well to their conversation, even recording it. Now hands down.

He reached for the marbles in his shirt pocket. Surely it was not an ordinary marble but a marble that he bought from the system shop.

Previously, Detective Carl was in discussions earlier with the two police agents on duty up front. If at any time he needs their help then he will send a signal.

He then rolled two green marbles back and the marbles exploded right where the two police agents were.

This mark.... Has the killer been in action? the inner police agent looked at his partner who then nodded.

Without saying a word the two police agents then moved from the gym equipment they were wearing at this time and immediately headed back.

One police agent then patted Detective Carl on the shoulder slowly upon arrival.

“We can't let go of bugs this time.” said Detective Carl, barely audible but two police agents can clearly understand what he said.

The three of them who were in the hallway heading towards the toilet moved simultaneously towards the man who was holding the Macedonian Silver hostage.

“Stop!”

The man in orange looked back and saw that three people had surrounded him.

Two men carrying weapons and one man came empty-handed, coming forward to him.