
All the invited guests present looked panicked with the lights suddenly extinguished again.
Though outside it does not rain as well as clear skies as usual but why the power goes out again?
“What's going on?” yell at the guests, panic.
“Hopefully nothing terrible happened again like before.”
“Will it rain heavily out there after power outage?”
In the middle of a terrible and gripping atmosphere like this Detective Darcy comes to show up as well as calm them down.
“Quiet everything, nothing will happen when the power goes out. And soon the electricity will be back on,” he explained to all.
Given if the power goes out earlier there is a backup generator used as a substitute for electricity, then Detective Darcy assumes if this time will return to use the generator for temporary lighting.
Detective Carl, who was there and happened to have the recipe extinguished right after he finished eating, immediately put the plate on the table.
It's not as thoughtful as Detective Darcy. Instead of calming the invited guests who were panicking, he went from the villa to the outside.
“Better I just check outside than dark-eight inside.”
Armed with only a small flashlight, Detective Carl walks down the street around the dark villa.
“Where is the generator?”
Detective Carl then highlights each street with his little black flashlight to find the location of the generator. In the middle of the dark night, he faintly saw the existence of someone near the substation that was not far from where he was now.
“Who are they? it makes me curious. Is it the installation officer? Or who?”
There was not only one man he saw. But now there's one more man there. Detective Carl immediately sped up his steps, as his suspicions were great. It could be not just an electrical installation officer but an invited guest from here.
Clap up! Detective Carl points his flashlight at two men who are now a meter in front of him.
The two men were discussing something about what. But clearly they immediately stop talking when there is a flashlight that leads to them. Moreover heard a voice in the step that was heading towards them.
“Master Smith? What are you doing here?” detective Carl asked, after eroding the distance and now in front of the man.
Not only was Detective Carl surprised, Mr. Smith and one person who was indeed the installation officer were surprised by the sudden arrival of detectives.
“You can see for yourself, Detective. I'm here looking for an installation officer to help the power back,” was nervous, but trying to calm down.
His two hands were shaking in the air. Detective Carl immediately woke up his sight on Mr. Smith's left hand fingers.
It still appears in the dim light if the man's fifth finger looks scarred. Two of the wounds were already dry and the three wounds on his finger were still half dry.
Why is his hand hurt like that? Is it a disease? Or what? inner Detective Carl thought, wait for me to remember something.
Detective Carl manages to remember that when he first came to the villa and was queuing in the bathroom, Mr. Smith's sulfur soap fell outside the bathroom door. At that time only the man's right hand was seen taking the soap.
Blessing this man has a problem with his skin or his skin could also have a reaction after being exposed to something substance, inner Detective Carl re-thought.
“You know the installation officer here? Don't you know this place?” detective Carl asked, making Mr. Smith look tense.
“Obviously don't know. I just happened to be outside and was about to enter the villa but it turned out that the lights suddenly went out. Lucky I met the installation officer here, so all I talk to him to immediately fix it,” explained Mr. Smith at length.
Detective Carl then turns to stare at the installation officer next to Mr. Smith.
“Excuse me, I just asked why the power went out again when outside the weather is good?”
The installation officer was silent for a few seconds like thinking of an answer.
“In the center of this area is being carried out a vehicle construction. It requires high power electricity. So to supply the shortage, there is a rotating blackout like this,” said the installation officer.
“Excuse me, I have to do something immediately to get the electricity back on.” The officer hurriedly said goodbye then immediately disappeared from there.
“Excuse me, Detective Carl. I also want to go back to villa.” After the installation officer left, Mr. Smith also said goodbye.
Why do I feel like something is suspicious here, Detective Carl's inner gaze at the two men who left.