Aris frowned in thought.
"Um, August, the fifteenth," answered Aris.
"Find out what happened that month, several incidents such as flash floods and landslides in hilly areas, then high water discharge in dams. There are several work reports for all of them in the same month,” continued Dakota.
Aris widened his eyes, he immediately looked for paper and started writing down whatever Dakota said.
"Flash flood, landslide" he glanced at Ian to take a large book that wrote down the file numbers that entered the room.
Ian pointed out several lines in the same year.
"Here, flood, landslide"
“And, at that time the rain was very heav
Sam hurriedly ran out of the elevator, his clothes were dirty and emitted an unbearable smell, causing people to shut their noses as he passed by. He was in a rush to catch the homeless man he had secured at the police station, and he had to go into the gutter to find him. The reason behind his haste was that Edi had informed him that Dakota was feeling strange as if something had happened to him, and he couldn't wait to meet him in the hospital.Sam rushed to Doctor Elbert's room where Edi said his boss was, he ran too fast and almost hit someone who suddenly showed up from the open room.“Dax”Dakota, who came out accompanied by Doctor Elbert.He looked fine, while now Sam looked like he was going to have a heart attack.“What happened? Edi sai
"You can say anything in front of Sam, prof, I trust him, and I think everyone here can be trusted," said Dakota looking around him.Ron understood Dakota's gaze. He patted the shoulder of the video technician who was sitting in the monitoring room with him. Ask him to come out. The fewer people who know the better, he thought.After that, there were only Ron and Rina in the monitoring room.Dakota looked at the old man in front of him. He had seen his photo on his mother's cell phone before. He will never forget his face. And that man, one of the reasons why his mother asked him to forget whatever he heard that morning, the phone conversation between the man and his mother, which now, he could remember very clearly."Sam, this is Professor Bob Ryes, he is one of my moth
Ron nodded."That's what the Prime Minister reminded us, that Dakota should not be involved in this case, not in the slightest. He confirmed that, together with Ryan Keith, he had formed a special team for this case. So, remember, never discuss this issue at all, not in front of Dakota."Sam pursed his mouth, looking away."Yes, but can you prevent him? What kind of trouble will come up before Dakota? He is so intelligent that he can predict where the story is headed just by looking at it. Can he keep it to himself? I think it's better to tell Dakota everything openly rather than keeping it to ourselves and wait for the right moment for it to blow up. You know very well who Dakota Sorensson is, he will find out somehow. Besides, Trouble is Dakota's middle name, and sooner or later, he will get hurt again. That brat." Aris read the report from the lab regarding the vehicle that had become a skeleton in front of him. “There is no evidence the victim ever got into this car? What about the front bumper? The trunk?" Aris asked. Andy shook his head. "I don't think it's likely that we'll find any evidence after five years. In that amount of time, anything could have been cleaned up, including any blood stains. The trunk hasn't been used in a while and there are many old, unused items inside. We even found a dead rat, which suggests that the owner doesn't take good care of the vehicle." Andy frowned when he saw the old vehicle. Apart from the color being worn out, the interior of the car was also worn out in several places. It is almost impossible for a vehicle this old to be brought back to the main road, it would not be strCRIME BOOK 101 The Car
Sam won't ask too many questions, but he is always observing. At one point, some people were conducting experiments on mentally disabled children. Even though Dakota may no longer be involved with these people, it is still important to remain vigilant. Anything can happen at any time, so it's better to keep one's eyes wide open.“There's a new guy on campus today,” Dakota said.Sam refrained from moving his hand. Dakota's willingness to discuss campus affairs was odd, as he had never shown interest in sharing information about his work, nor had Sam ever asked. Dakota only answered what was necessary."Oh really? New guy? Lecture or a new chancellor candidate?” Sam asked as he put the steak in his mouth.“New lecturer. He is a professor in the field of nerves and brain. You want to meet him." "The bodies look in very good shape," Sam said.Dakota wandered around the room looking at what they might be able to use as evidence. He looked at the door, the distance of the body from the exit, the food on the table, and some leftovers in the sink. The food in the bowl was unrecognizable in shape and appearance, but it was more or less like some kind of cereal and something like that. Their clothes were also T-shirts with spandex pants. It is possible that the time they died was in the morning before they started their activities."Did you guys open the window?" Dakota asked.Captain Lima nodded."That's right because the smell when we entered was so strong, there was a smell like almonds and burning smoke. If you smell it, it's usually a type of cyanide poison, but CRIME BOOK 101 Careless
Pinewoods Hospital.After such intense tension. Sam is now sitting in front of the waiting room with his face pale with worry. Buried his head in his arms and wouldn't stop blaming himself. Occasionally he stood up, took a step or two and sat down again. Doctor Elbert had not yet come out to give news. He stood up again, walked again, was about to sit down again when the door in front of him finally opened. Without thinking, he approached the doctor who was standing at the door."Then.."The old doctor smiled. He took off his mask and patted Sam's shoulder."Dakota is okay, lucky the substance only got a little on his skin, he probably inhaled it but lucky because he was wearing a mask he only inhaled very little. He just have a little chest tight, and will be fine after
Dakota showed Sam something on his laptop. "The towel was made of organic fibers, only a few communities purposely sell them, while lots of others will gift them, mostly it’s from nature lover clubs or kind of because the material is so good. Several clubs give away small towels for free as a welcome gift. Usually membership is monthly, up to yearly, there are also those who only pay when they come. Three of the clubs total with the exact towel. One club that rents out lockers to members who want them, usually lockers can be rented out on a monthly or yearly basis." Sam saw what Dakota was showing on his screen, his eyes widening huge. “Bayward Ornamental Plant Club, you mean, Dan Patt could have joined that club? What makes you so sure?" asked Sam. Dakota didn't need to answer, his eyes were clear enough. He zooms something on the end of the small towel, a small care label. “This has the club's logo, it's so small and almost similar to the letter on the usual care label. Kim used
The young man’s face… it was like the face of the stabber at the mall yesterday. He was clearly a special needs child, possibly one of the children from those secret laboratory experiments.Dakota looked at the three campus security guards standing watch, batons in hand. A few more guards were just appearing behind them. Luke moves in front Dakota to keep him from harm.“Hey kid, calm down. Do you know what you’ve done? You just killed someone. You’re smart, you don’t want to die stupidly or go to jail, right?” Luke asked, though he knew it was too late to talk him down, he still had to try.The young man grinned, raising a long, kitchen-knife-like blade that gleamed sharply. He wiped the remaining blood on the blade with his tongue, licking it clean. Luke fought back a wave of nausea.“Oh.”“They study air theory, let them feel what it’s like to fly through the air. That&rsqu
Emma sat back down, and it was now Rina's case. Sam looked serious until his phone in his pocket vibrated. A call from someone he wasn't expecting, just as he thought. Jack Moris from the federal agency."Yeah," Sam said, getting up from his seat. He glanced at Ron across from him, then got up to answer the phone.“You’re incredible! We haven’t even released any reports to headquarters, how did you know about this? Did you plant spies in our office?” Sam asked. Jack Moris’s voice boomed in his ear; Sam had to pull the phone away, his ear aching from the man’s thunderous tone.“Ouch, that’s loud,” he muttered, pressing the phone back to his ear.“This might not even be the same case. Why don’t you let us handle this first? You won’t be late getting information, trust me. It could just be a random attack, like what usually happens. Anyone can go crazy, right? Are you sure this is
Morning comes. The sun shone brightly until it hit the highest part of the Bayward One tower and reflected all around it. The busyness of the metropolitan city has been visible since the sun was bright. Far below, the city's main roads are starting to fill with vehicles of all sizes sharing the pollution.Sam had just put on his leather jacket, today was going to be a busy one. He had to go early in the morning to the office for the weekly routine meeting and to analyze the various cases that were piling up.The bombing case at the center has not yet been resolved and several other cases have emerged. He came out of his room, and saw Dakota who was ready at the dining table in the kitchen. As usual, chef Edi looks quite busy in the kitchen.Don't look at his appearance like that, what is clear is that his monthly salary is much bigger than Sam's, he knows that from Kim. Sam just wanted to resign and become Dakota's personal driver, that would be more profitable
It was getting late, midnight, and Sam had just finished cleaning up. He came out of the bathroom, toweling his hair with a small towel, his upper body bare except for a towel around his waist. He approached the bed where Dakota was already sitting, opening his laptop."Wow, it's midnight, my dear professor. Time for bed, why are you still working?" Sam said, stopping beside Dakota.Dakota looked up, seeing Sam's slightly wet, bare upper body displaying his muscular chest. Sam seemed quite proud of showing it off.Dakota just pursed his lips, ignoring Sam and continuing to look at his laptop screen. Sam smirked; he'd intentionally teased Dakota, but the young man was completely unaffected. He'd hoped for some kind of reaction.Sam sat down next to Dakota. But before he could sit on the soft bed, Dakota moved the pillow from his left side onto the bed, preventing Sam from sitting down."You can get a blanket from the closet. The couchis very s
Dakota looked at the takeout container Luke had placed on the table. He watched him slowly sit down."Aren't you with guests? Why aren't you eating with them?" Dakota asked. Luke waved his hand dismissively."Let my secretary keep them company, I said I had important business. Look at this, supposedly amazing steak, almost perfect reviews. Next time we have time, we'll eat at the restaurant, they say it's much better there."said the man excitingly.Dakota looked at the logo on the box."I tried it last week with Sam."said Dakota.Luke's hand movement stopped; he looked disappointed."Oh, really? Was it good? How’sthe rate?" Luke asked."Yeah, pretty good," Dakota replied casually.Luke placed the plate in front of Dakota and carefully took out the neatly arranged steak from the box. Even though it was in a delivery container, the restaurant paid attention to quality, keeping it aesthetically pleasing wit
Rina approached their office just as Sam came back in after dealing with the attackers. She looked annoyed.“Boss,”Sam turned. He was applying a compress to his jaw, which was swollen and slightly red from the hard hit.“What about the woman? Did she confess?” Sam asked.Rina and her boss went into their office. It was dark outside, and the air was getting cold. Everyone was exhausted.“She’s very good at making excuses, Boss. According to her secretary, there was information about a room that couldn’t be used; she told Amelia because she was in charge of the seminar. After that, she got word to move everyone to the auditorium at the last minute. All the information fits Amelia Roy’s alibi,” Rina replied.Sam sat down, wincing slightly from his bleeding lip, a souvenir from the thug’s punch.“She must have planned everything meticulously. Find out the woman&rsquo
The wail of sirens echoed in the distance. Fire trucks had arrived and were tackling the blaze that erupted from an explosion of some electronic equipment in the now-destroyed auditorium building. Several ambulances pulled up, administering first aid to the victims, including Dakota, Luke Osborn, and Sam, who sat on the side of an ambulance, their faces and bodies covered in dust."Here, let me brush off your clothes," Sam said, brushing thick dust from Dakota's sleeve. They both looked like they'd just cleaned out an abandoned warehouse.Dakota had some scrapes on his forehead, and his clothes were torn; besides the aches and pains from the impact of the debris, they seemed alright. Medics bandaged a gash on Dakota's arm and Luke Osborn's forehead scrapes."Why did they target this building? Man, this was built less than two years ago. If they wanted to blow something up, they should've gone for that old building behind the lab," Luke said, propping his chin in his hands.Sam sat b
"Having no one to eat with is kind of weird, right? Is Mr. Meyers still reaching out to you?" Luke asked as he opened his takeout bag and pulled out his food, setting it in front of him. Dakota closed his laptop, watching Luke unpack his meal from the carton and arrange it neatly. The guy even opened the chopstick wrapper to hand it to Dakota."Why would he reach out to me? We're not that close," said Dakota.Luke raised his eyebrows at Dakota's response. "Oh, really? I thought you two were close. He often invites you to lunch and waits for your class to finish. If that's not close, then what is?"Dakota opened his lunch box. For some reason, he felt like trying the wet noodles Rina had recommended a while back; they looked pretty good."We have lunch together too,
The sun shone brightly, breaking through the curtains and hitting the long sofa in Dakota’s room. Sam lay face down there all night, still in the clothes he wore yesterday.“Ouch, my body,” he turned over, feeling sore after sleeping on that couch all night.Even though it was the softest, highest-quality sofa money could buy, it would still be more comfortable to sleep in a bed. He remembered that last night because he was so tired, he fell asleep on Dakota’s very tempting bed, so why did he end up there?“Boss, let’s go out!” Edi’s voice still echoed in his head. His forehead was hot, and he was sweating even though the room was cold. He pulled himself up and sat, glancing at Dakota’s neatly made bed. It was nearing noon, eight in the morning when h