CRIME BOOK 101

A Mad Man?

It didn't take long for the sun to shine again that morning. Sam had just laid his head down for a moment and the sky was bright again. The young detective now occupying his own room in Dakota's apartment lifted the pillow and covered his face.

"Ouch, why is the sun so annoying, give me a break, Gosh!"

Sam is back to his sleep. However, a strong smell wafted into his room, making the worms in his stomach that had not been fed since the night rumble in his stomach, as if protesting.

"Grrrkkk"

He will not pay attention to it. His eyes need sleep more than the worms that need to eat. He would sleep again until ten o'clock.

But..

“Arrhhh”

Sam finally couldn't help himself and got up, his eyes were big, his nose was puffy and he smelled a very good smell coming from the kitchen, how did the smell get to his room? They say a first-class stove that can throw all the smoke and smell of food out, did Dakota scorch their breakfast?

Thinking that Sam immediately got up from his bed and still wit