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I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 41. I- am going to find those idiots
“Did you forget something, sir?” Asked the Nanny, she didn’t expect Manchester to be back so soon. “No,” Manchester replied, and as much as he wanted to wear a disappointing look, Manchester let out a warm smile. “Plans got cancelled.” He added, “So I guess you are free to leave anytime now, I’ll take care of him from here.” The nanny stayed a few minutes more to get some things done. Since Nelson was asleep, she prepared one of his favourite oatmeals and bottled it up in a flask so that Manchester wouldn’t have to do all that when the little human eventually woke up again. As soon as she left, Manchester took out his laptop and placed it on the dining table, if there was anything he could do to take his mind off tonight’s mess, then it was to get back into the case. With all the files arranged on the table before him, Manchester took out the pictures that Detective Jameson had talked about. “System, can you enhance this picture?” Manchester requested. He couldn’t help b
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 42. I- will exert my revenge
Manchester’s eyes widened as he stared at the image on his phone. Mel, his wife was smiling brightly, with her arms wrapped around her new fiancé, and both parties were partially naked on the bed. The caption read, “Not only is he rich as fuck, but good as fuck in the act!” Manchester was seconds away from tossing his phone across the room, a mixture of shock, anger, sadness and jealousy all washed over him at the same time. And the fact that she was still rubbing it in his face made it harder to swallow. He reopened the page and took a closer look at the man she was with. It’s the first time he has seen the man’s face so clearly after that night at Mrs Langley’s birthday party. In a bid to know more about him, Manchester saved the images and edited them with his camera settings. He then cropped Mel out of the picture, leaving the man’s chest and face, just like a mini passport photograph. He then transfers a copy of the image to his laptop and logs into an application software
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 43. I- knew that those tattoos were significant
“She was very indifferent, to say the least,” Valerie replied while trying to free up her hair from Nelson’s grip. “Don’t do that,” Manchester scolded the little human and tried to take him from Valerie, but she didn’t let him.“He is just a little baby, jeez.” She mused, and then returned to the topic they were discussing,“I’ll text that to you on my way to the airport alright, I have to go now!” Without further ado, she played a little bit more with Nelson and left for the airport immediately after.Manchester’s mind reeled with thoughts as he wondered what Mel might have told Valerie. He believed that Mel would make herself the victim and make him look like the monster, but Valerie didn’t seem to hold anything against him. “Alright kid, time to go back inside. Daddy has to work.”Manchester went back into the house, finished his coffee, and waved goodbye to his son who waved back without crying. He got into the car and zoomed off, ready to face the challenges of the second day
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 1. I- just lost my wife
It was the most stressful day at work yet, and Manchester just couldn't wait to get back, his weary eyes were a testament to the fatigue and his staggering feet just couldn't wait to reach home.At least he had a family and a home to return to, but if things don't go as planned anytime soon, a home might just be taken out of the equation.As he approached the doorstep, Manchester was taken aback by the voice of his one-year-old crying from inside, "Mel wouldn't leave Nelson crying like that." He thought out loud His exhaustion suddenly vanished as he rushed to the door. He notices that it is locked and decided to knock on it while calling for his wife."Mel?" When she didn't respond after several calls, Manchester opened his briefcase. Luckily, he always carried the spare key around with him in case of emergencies. "Nelson, it's okay, baby, Daddy home!" He called out, leaving his briefcase at the doorstep and rushing to the living room.The child's crying grew louder, and Manchest
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 2. I- just lost my job
Manchester trudged through through front door of the police station, his 1-year-old was strapped securely on his hips. It was the first time bringing his child to work and he was already running late because of all the preparations. He had tried calling Mel again numerous times forgetting that she had blocked him, even on a social media account Manchester couldn't reach her. He sent a long apologetic message to her email, and one to his mother-in-law's phone, hoping that she might read them and have a change of heart. He also drove to her parent's house that same evening since he suspected her to be there, but they asked him to leave, stating that Mel did not have any business with him. She did not come out to see him and he wasn't allowed to go in and see her. Manchester lost his mind, he was unable to sleep throughout the night, and caring for a one-year-old was not an easy task. The constant crying wasn't something he's used to, plus they didn't even help him to know what the
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 3. I- almost killed my son
Manchester lay in the hospital bed, his body aching from the incident. He had been lucky to escape with only minor injuries but his mind was consumed by the worry of his one-year-old son Nelson. The second his eyes shot open, his heart skipped a beat, knowing that he was involved in a car accident and his son was strapped behind on a child's seat. "Nelson?" He muttered and ignored the tubes that were connected to him, he pulled them out forcefully and made his way out of the ward, fear and worry etched all over his face. "Sir you shouldn't be out here," a nurse tried to get his attention and hopefully get him back to the ward, but Manchester couldn't be stopped. "Where is my son?" He asked, limping his way from one ward to the other and stealing a glance at the window "Where is my son, Nelson?" He called out, forgetting that the baby couldn't speak and wouldn't respond. "Nelson?" "Sir, I am very sure that your baby is fine, he should be somewhere in the pediatric ward. If only
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 4. I- took expired pills
Manchester felt as if he had been punched in the guts, he couldn't believe what he had just heard. Mel, the mother of his child, the woman that he had shared his life with had moved on so quickly and was even engaged to someone else without getting a proper divorce. Something wasn't right, it was either all of these had been going on behind his back, or Mel was just lying to keep him away for a reason that he was yet to understand. "What did I do wrong?" He really couldn't get an answer, he wasn't the poorest man, especially when compared with a lot of people he had seen in the city. Manchester was living very comfortably and he was quite the provider no matter how hard things got. If there was anything he could point out that Mel disliked about him then it was his temper, getting very agitated could be a turn-off for a lot of women but he was working on that as well to save his marriage, only to end up losing it. It just didn’t make any sense and how she left as well wasn't addi
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 5. I- pray this is not a dream
A few minutes passed and Manchester's eyes fluttered open, the room was still blurry and a wave of dizziness washed over him. He just lay down there staring at the kitchen ceiling that he could barely see, his mind reeling with thoughts."Am I dead or alive?" He remembered taking a pill to relieve himself, but at the moment he felt worse, his head hurt so much and he couldn't tell if he was hallucinating but a holographic screen flickered to life before his eyes.Manchester wasn't startled, he just closed his eyes and tried to relax, whatever that thing was he knew it wasn't something to worry about. But then all the incidents over the past two days flooded his mind and Manchester suddenly remembered why he had come back home in the first place.He sat up Immediately, holding his aching head and hoping that his vision was better. He could thank God now that he was alive and had learnt a valuable lesson about pills. But then again why was this holographic screen still in front of him?
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“She was very indifferent, to say the least,” Valerie replied while trying to free up her hair from Nelson’s grip. “Don’t do that,” Manchester scolded the little human and tried to take him from Valerie, but she didn’t let him.“He is just a little baby, jeez.” She mused, and then returned to the topic they were discussing,“I’ll text that to you on my way to the airport alright, I have to go now!” Without further ado, she played a little bit more with Nelson and left for the airport immediately after.Manchester’s mind reeled with thoughts as he wondered what Mel might have told Valerie. He believed that Mel would make herself the victim and make him look like the monster, but Valerie didn’t seem to hold anything against him. “Alright kid, time to go back inside. Daddy has to work.”Manchester went back into the house, finished his coffee, and waved goodbye to his son who waved back without crying. He got into the car and zoomed off, ready to face the challenges of the second day
42. I- will exert my revenge
Manchester’s eyes widened as he stared at the image on his phone. Mel, his wife was smiling brightly, with her arms wrapped around her new fiancé, and both parties were partially naked on the bed. The caption read, “Not only is he rich as fuck, but good as fuck in the act!” Manchester was seconds away from tossing his phone across the room, a mixture of shock, anger, sadness and jealousy all washed over him at the same time. And the fact that she was still rubbing it in his face made it harder to swallow. He reopened the page and took a closer look at the man she was with. It’s the first time he has seen the man’s face so clearly after that night at Mrs Langley’s birthday party. In a bid to know more about him, Manchester saved the images and edited them with his camera settings. He then cropped Mel out of the picture, leaving the man’s chest and face, just like a mini passport photograph. He then transfers a copy of the image to his laptop and logs into an application software
41. I- am going to find those idiots
“Did you forget something, sir?” Asked the Nanny, she didn’t expect Manchester to be back so soon. “No,” Manchester replied, and as much as he wanted to wear a disappointing look, Manchester let out a warm smile. “Plans got cancelled.” He added, “So I guess you are free to leave anytime now, I’ll take care of him from here.” The nanny stayed a few minutes more to get some things done. Since Nelson was asleep, she prepared one of his favourite oatmeals and bottled it up in a flask so that Manchester wouldn’t have to do all that when the little human eventually woke up again. As soon as she left, Manchester took out his laptop and placed it on the dining table, if there was anything he could do to take his mind off tonight’s mess, then it was to get back into the case. With all the files arranged on the table before him, Manchester took out the pictures that Detective Jameson had talked about. “System, can you enhance this picture?” Manchester requested. He couldn’t help b
40. I- have tried everything
"Wouldn't you go after her?" the old lady taps Manchester on the shoulder, "You look like you've got some explaining to do, to her and your wife, so get on with it." With those words, she returned to the table where she was seated before the drama started. Manchester other hand stood up briskly and ran out of the restaurant without sparing a glance at the customers staring at him. He hoped that she hadn't left already, and luckily she was just about to get into a car when he caught up with her at the parking lot. "Valerie... "What do you want?" She snapped, posing her bag at Manchester like a defensive weapon. "Look, I am going to make this easy for the both of us, just let me go peacefully without any more drama, and I will pretend that we never met. And, Mel will not her about this, deal?" "Mel and I are no longer together," he blurted in response, "So telling her wouldn't change a thing, she's engaged to someone else." Valerie paused for a second, her hands drop
39. I- messed up, big time.
As Manchester got to the restaurant, he sat alone in the car for a few minutes, taking deep breaths and predicting the outcome of this date. He doesn't know what she looks like, as this is a blind date and couldn't wait to find out. Firstly, he sent her a text message asking if she had arrived since it was two minutes past seven, and he knew ladies loved to be there on time. She texted him back almost immediately saying that she was already inside the restaurant waiting for him. She also described her location at the restaurant and added she couldn't wait to see him. And at these words, Manchester's heart started to beat faster. "I hope this is not a mistake," he muttered, and mustered a bit of courage before stepping out of the car with the bouquet in his hand. "Oh dear lord," he prayed, "I hope I don't run into anyone I know today, I can't start to explain why I'm taking flowers to another woman." As soon as Manchester entered the restaurant, so many people stared at him from
38. I- bought a bouquet of red roses
Manchester did not spend a lot of time at the restaurant when he went back. He just wanted to do a second survey with the information that he got from the lady he spoke with. He knew he'd have to take his time and go through all the files before coming up with a bunch of deductions, but for now, he wanted to understand where the culprit had entered the restaurant, especially since Sarah claimed that the attack started from upstairs. After a brief survey, he asked the cops to return to their units while he stayed back at one of the coffee bars in town. He reached out to the customer and the chef and asked if any of them could meet up with him, or if he could meet them wherever they were. Unfortunately, neither of them lived close by, the chef left the country after the incident as he was too scared to stay back in Helyn Burg. As for the customer whose name appeared on is list, she lives in a neighbouring city and was at work when Manchester called. Our young detective was left dis
37. I- want to visit Hi n BYE again
Manchester skimmed through most of the documents quickly, he would have loved to see an enhanced image but he couldn't enlist the system's help to get that done right now. "Can you tell me more about the eyewitnesses? Who are they and what did they see?" Detective Jameson nodded, "Sure," he said, "We had three individuals who managed to escape, two of them were employees and one of them was a customer." While speaking, he pulled out a small notebook from the same drawer that he took the file from. "The first employee was a waitress, and she retorted seeing one of the masked individuals shoot a customer, but she didn't get a good look at his face. The best information we got from her was that he had a distinctive tattoo on his left hand." Jameson paused and flipped to the next page, "The second employee, a chef, his reports were useless because he remembers their voices and nothing else." "So aside from the tattoo, was there any other significant information from any
36. I- saw the massacre
As he took the first step into the restaurant, Manchester froze in place. He was overwhelmed by the eerie feeling that washed over him instantly. He recovered from the initial shock after a few seconds and glanced over the area before taking a step forward. With the camera in his hand, Manchester took pictures of the areas, each part retelling the stories of horror that took place in that instant. The first place he walked up to was the counter, it was bound to get anyone's attention because of the splatters of blood over the desk and the bloody fingerprints left behind by whoever lost their lives there. He took pictures of the missed bullets that had struck the table and chair, creating holes in them. He saw that some holes were too small for the bullet to pass through, and he concluded immediately from the impact that the bullets hadn't passed through. It was stuck to the chair and table until and was taken away by the first team to visit the scene. He also noticed the sha
35. I- am not desperate
Meanwhile in the same city, at a luxurious apartment not so far the Patel's family estate, a young lady walked down the stairs with a beaming smile. As an introvert who loves to work from home, his parents barely saw her face even though they lived in the same apartment. She was scrolling away on her phone and nearly missed a step, but she caught the railing quickly, just before her mother could yell. "Be careful!" "Are you alright?" "I am," she replied briskly. "I can see that you are all dressed up, where are you headed?" Her mother inquired.She was dressed in baggy jean trousers a slim fitted shirt and sneakers, which only meant that she was going somewhere really casual. "To the salon actually," The lady replied, "I need to get my hair and nail done, because..." She paused and let out a broad smile, her dimples were exposed as well as a light blush on her cheek. Whatever information she wanted to share, was something she knew how mother would love to hear. "A date." "