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I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 27. I- have found who I'm looking for
After over an hour of investigation, and another thirty minutes of sorting out a crying baby Manchester was able to put his findings together. This time, he was back in the assistant's office, alone. He had to leave Nelson with a worker whom he had picked interest in amongst the others. "From the information I got from you," Manchester began, both hands on the table as he flipped one paper under the other. "Mr Chris had been genuinely busy throughout the week, even until Sophia Patel's disappearance and afterwards. "Someone's stupidity was going to cause the company a major loss and he spent the week fixing that. I sure hope the employee was fired haha." Edward laughed with him, at least since the investigation, no one had smiled until now. "It's easy to assume that your CEO had no hand in Sophia Patel's disappearance, but we can't be so sure, because as a big man, he can hire people to work that out for him... "So he's not innocent?" Asked Edward, he was impatiently waiting f
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 28. I- am not here to fight you
Manchester left the head office immediately and headed for the police station, all he had to do was get words from Abrahan and he would close this case. He just hoped that Abraham wouldn't waste his time with meaningless blabbing and would immediately reveal where Sophia Patel was. "We brought in a suspect," His assistant Sophia said as soon as Manchester walked into the police station. Quite strange that she is the first to spot him whenever he is around. "Was that on your command?" She asked. "Abraham Jean-Clyde?" "Yes." " Then yes, that was on my command. Where is he?" "In the Interrogation room," she replied as they both began walking into the station. She offered to take Nelson away from him, but the little human refused to be taken away from his father's arm. "Just leave him," said Manchester, "He has thrown enough tantrums for today. Back to the case, I need to work on the CEO's release, that man had no hand in any of this." "You found her?" "Not yet, but Abraham sho
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 29. I- knew you were going to succeed
After his Interrogation session with Abraham Jean-Clyde which lasted nearly an hour because he had other stories to tell, Manchester compiled all of his findings with the help of Sophia. He extracted the recorded conversation between Abraham and himself and risky took the thirty-minute drive to the station where the CEO of Everglow was still detained. Upon getting there, Manchester walked into the station with a satisfactory grin, not just because the case was close to ending but because he had uncovered the truth in half the time he was given by the Chief. Yes, the system assisted him in a few areas, but he still did most of the work which he was proud of.Before entering the office, Manchester had yet another challenge with his son. Nelson still wasn't fond of Sophia and constantly wanted to return to his father's arm, the little human refused to understand that his father wouldn't always have his time here. Manchester made sure that he was fed, his diapers changed and that he had
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 30. I- won't shed a tear
12:30 a.m Nelson was asleep in this crib. It has taken Manchester nearly three hours to put the child to sleep because whenever he places Nelson down in his crib after he seems to have dozed off, the little human wakes up Immediately and starts crying again. This was a repeated cycle almost all night, such that Manchester could barely get a good night's rest himself and it was frustrating. Somehow, he loves his son, but he hates being a dad, or perhaps a single dad. With Nelson finally asleep, he walked out of the bedroom and gently closed the door behind him with a sigh of relief, but after that, a stream of tears ran down his cheek which he immediately wiped off before walking up to the living room couch and making himself comfortable. Once again, the tears returned, clouding his eyes so much that he could barely see the screen of his phone. "What's the meaning of this!" He wanted to exclaim but held back. He used to hem off his pyjamas to wipe the tears off and continued as
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 31. I- will find you, Dr. Patel
Manchester couldn't remember the last time in his life when he spent the night awake and overthinking, if only overthinking could kill a person, then he'd probably be a corpse by morning. He was able to catch some sleep at past 3 am, on the same bed where he had placed Nelson to sleep, but his alarm rang four hours later, indicating that it was a new day and he must leave the house in an hour to complete his task. He would have loved to sleep a little longer, because every part of his body was aching so much, and his eyes still felt heavy. But then again he didn't have much time to spend laying on the bed and thinking about how tired he was. There was so much he had to do within this one hour, like preparing Nelson's meal and bottling them up in a flask, packing up his bags, with extra clothes, diapers and wipes. He also had to get dressed and bathe the little human before leaving. While doing all of these things, Manchester realised that he couldn't sustain it, he needed a daycar
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 32. I- have my ways
Sterling international airport 2:34 pm Just as Manchester suspected, the Patel family learned about the investigation and decided that it was best to send Sophia Patel out of the country immediately. But when Sophia's team began their investigation, it took them less than thirty minutes to learn that there was a flight scheduled by the Patel family. They hid this so well, that the flight was booked for Mrs. Patel and not for Sophia herself. Though it was a private aeroplane, they had to work along with some airline officials to keep the information a secret, but Sophia and her team had their ways of uncovering these truths. When the information got to Manchester, he and the trooped hopped into the car and headed straight for the station, a ride that took forty-five minutes but they made it. At this time, the flight had already been cancelled and Sophia Patel was detained by Airpot Securities until Manchester's arrival. "I am Detective Duke," Manchester flashed his ID before
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 33. I- don't need your help again
The news about Sophia Patel's case spread across the city, leaving the inhabitants baffled at the strange, yet diabolical incident. They couldn't help but praise the detective who uncovered the mystery even though they didn't know who he was. Truth be told, it takes longer for a detective to become publicly famous, and even longer for a detective who was not credited publicly like Manchester. He thought that the police unit would at least give him credit for the investigation, but he wasn't. The only place he saw his name was on a news article highlighting the intensity of the investigation and his name was only mentioned twice amongst many others, so there was no hope of becoming very popular with this case. At the same time, he didn't care so much about the lack of recognition, not because he didn't want it, but because he knew that it might take years to happen. Plus, he had to sort out other things, like the car he had damaged at the red light. He also didn't want to get very
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 34. I- am finally getting to the good stuff.
After a few deep breaths, Manchester opened the door again and said, "Look man, I'm sorry I yelled but I was not kidding when I said you should forget about it. I got another job and I'm trying to sort things out." John was silent for a moment, he never thought Manchester would come out again, and he was ready to leave before Manchester returned. "I'm sorry, Mr. Manchester." He muttered and turned around to leave, but then he noticed that the car parked in front of his apartment wasn't the same one he had had all these while. "You got a new car?" He turned around to ask, unable to contain his curiosity, but at this time, Manchester had already gone back into the house, so John stood shocked for a while. With the kind of salary they received monthly and the mountain of bills that waited for family men, he wouldn't have expected Manchester to own a new car, especially not after losing his job. "Maybes he had a guest," John concluded before leaving. ------ Two days after this inci
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60. I- bought you that time
The courtroom was thick with silence, the kind of silence that weighed in Manchester's chest like a damped wood. His heart raced with every passing second as they all waited for the judge to come in. Once she was in, Manchester was directed to the defendant's table; he took a deep breath and held tightly onto its frame while tapping his foot on the floor at intervals. Across the room, Cain sat with a smug, his arms were folded as he anticipated the result. The judge leaned forward, her expression unreadable as always. She adjusted her spectacles, and after the introduction was made by the bailiff, she read from the paper on her desk. "After a thorough examination of Paternity test conducted by an independent laboratory, and in consideration of testimonies and submitted documentation, the court finds that the child in question, Nelson Wilfred Duke, is not the biological son of Mr Manchester Duke." These words hit Manchester on the chest like an atomic bomb, he felt the explosion in
59. I- swear I'm not trying to buy you with money
When he was close by, Roger noticed a car that had just driven out of where he was going, and he couldn't help but wonder if Valerie was inside it, and with who? But then again, he just kept driving until he parked at the front of her apartment and stepped out. This was the first time he visited her without a gift, not even a flower. He knew that she would ignore them anyway and probably not even let him into the house. Ding dong The sound of the doorbell was heard from inside as Roger pushed the button. He took a deep breath and waited until she unlocked the door and opened it "Valerie," he muttered with his jaws dropped in shock, not because he hadn't seen her in a while, but because there was a child in her hand. 'could she have been married without my consent, long enough to have a child already. But it's only been two months since I last saw her, so this can't be her child, then whose?' "What are you doing here?" Valerie frowned, "Who gave you my address... oh damm
58. I- will be Mr. Mel Brettel
While driving away from Valerie's apartment, Manchester noticed that another car drove in and parked just at the same spot where his car had been. Out of curiosity, he decided to linger a little to see who it was. However, he failed to realise that he was in the middle of the road, even though it wasn't a highway. He kept an eye on the car until a figure emerged from the driver's seat, a man. Before he could begin to ponder who this figure was, a car honked very loudly behind him, causing Manchester's body to jerk involuntarily. "Damm that's too loud." He muttered, before gently releasing the break and moving out of the way. He would have loved to stay a little bit longer to get a glimpse of the person's face, but he remembered his appointment and just drove off. "It might just be someone coming to find out why she moved from her parent's place." He thought. ****** Earlier, in another apartment twenty minutes drive away from Valerie's home, a young lady stood at the door, block
57. I- might pick him up at night
"Here goes nothing," Manchester muttered as he proceeded to press the doorbell after standing at the door for nearly five minutes. There was no reason to be nervous, but Manchester was, and that was why it took him five minutes to press the doorbell that was right in front of him. "Just a second!" Valerie's voice answered from inside. While waiting for her, Manchester took a deep breath; he really hoped that she hadn't moved out of her parent's house just because of Nelson because that would surely make him feel terrible. He just had to wait to confirm from her first before jumping to a conclusion. "Good morning!" Valerie greeted with a warm smile as she opened the door to let Manchester in. She was still dressed in pyjamas, and her hair was still a mess, but she had a cup of brewing hot tea in her right hand. "Classic," Manchester thought. "Uhm, you live here...now? I thought I was coming to pick you up and take you home before leaving Nelson with you." Manchester posed his qu
56. I- watched take a step
With one interview after another, Manchester was finally able to get to the bottom of the case, at least most of it. It turned out that what Alex told him was entirely true, and every one of them didn't know the grandmaster made them such dirty tasks. But still, they had a hand in kidnapping and murdering the manager and must face the law. The consequences of their actions range from a life sentence to a death sentence and is dependent on the magistrates. Through the Interrogation session, Manchester learned about how these four met and became friends even before they met the grandmasters. These four had a very dark history and robbed a few stores and restaurants on their own. They claimed that it was the only way they could survive at the time and that the only reason they gave in to working for the grandmaster was because he accommodated them in his home and promised to protect them. One thing that Manchester still didn't have an answer to is the restaurant owners were abou
55. I- killed him.
"Okay, now that I am done drinking, and not getting drunk, I can deal with these ones," Manchester muttered, bracing himself for one of the longest Interrogation sessions he's going to have in a long time. Speaking with all four men individually and compiling their words to find out if they correlate seems like a lot of work, but he had two hours before it's six o'clock, so why not start now? "Alex," Manchester started with a smile, his eyes fixed on the young man who didn't believe he'd catch the others. "Let me start by saying, I did it! I caught your friends, all of them, in one piece. I don't just say things, I get them done." Alex sighed, his face fell with embarrassment; perhaps this was when the reality hit him in the face; he had been caught, and so were his friends. "Did you attack Hi n BYE on the evening of ... "Yes," Alex replied before Manchester could finish his words, "Yes, I did." Shocked by how quickly he responded, Manchester glanced at his partner, Sop
54. I- would rather be single forever.
They arrived at the station, and all three men were immediately detained; Manchester couldn't believe how quickly he completed this task. Even Sophia Patel's disappearance took longer than a case that appeared to be more difficult. "I can't believe it," Detective Jameson uttered. This is probably the hundredth time he had made that statement, and each time he did, Manchester smiled. "It's for the people," Manchester said, sipping from the bottle of wine that stood on the table separating him from Jameson. He's had quite a hectic day, from the court to fighting with Alex to catching the others. Overall, the entire police department detained twelve men, excluding the trio that Manchester was focused on finding. He immediately wanted to rush in for Interrogation, but Jameson pulled him from the shoulder and forced him to the cafeteria. Bought some bottles of wine, one for himself, one for Manchester and one extra. "Relax," he said, "Seventy per cent of the work is done; no need to
53. I- haven't fought like this in a while
With a deep breath, Manchester dashed into the grand hallway, the echo of gunfire behind him fading beneath the pounding of his own heartbeat. His mind was locked. Every inch of this place screamed luxury, from the paintings in gilded frames to the marble floors, even a chandelier. But Manchester knew could smell the criminal acts that purchased them all.// System Notification: Six remaining hostiles detected. Two on the ground floor and four in the basement.//“System, keep me updated. I don’t want any surprises.” Manchester muttered, bracing himself for the fight he was about to experience. He had faith in the system's strength, but at Level 1, he believed that most of his efforts would be required.As if in response to his statement, the system highlighted a figure moving around the corner just ahead, so Manchester lowered his body and silently advanced. The man stepped out with a silenced pistol, but Manchester was faster. He grabbed a bronze statue from a side table and slammed
52. I- will take all of them
"Number thirteen, Haven Crescent," Manchester muttered as he peeped through the partially rolled-down car window. His eyes glance at the apartment, and the house number that hung near the gate. The apartment was magnificent, simple and classic from the outside, it was obvious that whoever lived there wasn't struggling, and then it occurred to him that Alex had said that it wasn't their home. With a long sigh, Manchester rolled up the tinted glass and walked out of the car. He wasn't alone; two cops were with him, and there were four others on standby in case of emergency. Manchester tapped the doorbell sign on the gate and waited; the gateman, a man in a white shirt and pants, stepped out and asked. "Who are you looking for?" Manchester flashed his ID immediately and replied, "Detective Duke, I would love to speak with the house owner immediately. If he delays or declines, we have a permit to search the house and wouldn't hesitate to do so." At his words, the gateman sneered, s
