The Cuek is Normal

Pack again

Do I have to reply to this guy's message? What the hell is on his mind. It was ridiculous to bring me into their lives. You weird guy. Staring at the screen doubtfully, the sound of Wewen's call distracted me.

"Za .. This is Anton. He's a detective on the central police force. "

Wewen introduced this guy, I'm sure there's something he wants. All right, let's see what it is.

"It seems you're pretty good at reading situations. Yes, I do need your help. That's why I bothered to come here."

Look, he wanted to ask for help but still acted arrogantly. I'm not a generous person to someone like this unless he has a good offer.

"I'm investigating a human trafficking case. Someone who is an accomplice, once lived in the same parlor as you."

Then he took out a photograph from his leather jacket pocket. He gave me that photo.

"You know him?"

Of course knowing him, anyone who lived in the parlour knew this woman well. He's 2 years older than me. Have a big ambition to get rich. Unfortunately, he did not have enough talent to make money. What does it do, create another problem in a mountain of problems it creates?

"You want me to approach him and extract information from him, do you? I'm sorry, I'm not too close to anyone in the parlor so I can talk casually with them."

I glanced at Wewen at a glance who was starting to look riled up. He kind of told me to listen to Anton's explanation before interrupting. He knows I won't listen to him, right?

"Capture him, don't you have proof. Brackets and introductions. Why involve civilians."

I almost laughed looking at the expression of Wewen standing behind Anton. What if I do it more than this, he's gonna blow at me. I was very curious.

"It's not that easy Miss, we must have enough evidence to arrest the real Boss. Can't__"

"No! I'm sorry, who guarantees my safety. I'm a woman and I don't trust you guys."

I cut it off, this time in informal language. This time it was beyond my expectations. Wewen came forward and immediately raised his hand to my ear.

"Basin the little fox! you master martial arts! black taekwondo belts! and I learned boxing! how could you trick me all this time and now you say you're a weak civilian! Until when to cheat me!"

I grimaced with the pain in my ear because of the jewelry. Is he no longer sane. I kicked his shins until he staggered and removed the chokes in my ears.

"Basar fox imposter! " spouting.

I laughed, Wewen's so funny. I don't have to bother asking where she knows about it. The man who had been watching us with his haughty face had already explained it. Official detectives are different.

"I chose you not from comot, of course I investigated you. I can give you the reward you want.Are you not interested in helping your own country?"

"8 years ago people like you ignored me. Just because I didn't pay you guys with money you didn't want to investigate the case I reported. Now you want me to serve the country? I thought it was rubbish and told me to leave. Look who's talking in front of me right now?"

 

Hearing my words, these two people in front of me were silent for a moment. Wewen looked glued to his place. I know this is the first time I've told her about my past in front of her.

 

"Mr Wen! there's a package just arrived."

Wewen's younger colleague interrupted us, giving us a small package. I stared at the package curiously. Is it from the same person as last time?

"Have you bought anything online recently?" my many.

"Nothing."

"Then open it in front of me."

Wewen glanced at Anton just before walking his work shirt. We followed him and watched as the package opened.

A black package. Not too big, just the size of a tagan palm. Wewen opened the package and took out the contents.

"That ... why ... why is this packaged to you?"

How I'm not dumbfounded. That package contained my bedcloth first. Very smooth and strong rectangular fabric. I know this cloth was kept by the orphanage's mother because I asked for it. I want that as proof if later the person who dumped me comes looking for me.

"Rel ...."

Wewen's call shook my surprise. That's when I realized my tears were already very heavy. No, whoever's playing me. I'll find that person soon!

"Za!"

I ignored Wewen's call, I need to know who took this from the parlour.

Arriving by the highway, I stopped a taxi and headed straight for the orphanage. My mind's mixed. Why to Wewen? Does he know I paid him to find my parents? If he had intended to help, I'm sure he wouldn't have bothered to do this. He was like he was asking me to play a puzzle and this drained my emotions so much.

Who is this guy really? Is he the same person as that stalker?

Also very strange, all day I was not followed again. Who are they really?