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I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 18. I- said they are very misleading
Upon getting home, Manchester was deeply troubled by the notification he had received at the mall from the system. He went into the kitchen to keep the groceries away so that he could go through the news article just as the system had suggested. He sat in the living room with all the lights on and his eyes glued to his phone screen. The articles released by the Everglow company concerning Dr Patel's disappearance were even more intriguing than the case itself. They highlighted the ways that they had assisted the scientist and funded the research without giving any exclusive details on what the research itself was about. They also explained that the reason why the CEO had refused to see the press and detectives for interviews was because he was trying to sort out company business that may cost him millions of dollars if not attended to. The article went far and wide to prove the CEO's innocence, while the second news article from the press only highlighted the CEO's arrest, abo
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 19. I- met the chief
The next morning Manchester woke up as though he had a nightmare, his heart raced as he gazed at the clocking on the wall. It was the time that made him terrified, he slept pretty early, so how could he have slept so deeply to have missed his six o'clock alarm? Seeing that it was past nine he felt like his day was wasted He picked up the phone to see three missed calls from his mother and two from Sophia, and after unlocking it, he noticed that Sophia had left a message which read 'Good morning Mr Manchester, I was calling to inform you that meeting with the Patels will not be possible, we tried everything but none of them are willing to cooperate. Even Dr Sophia Patel's mother and sister who kept pestering the lab director couldn't schedule a meeting with us today, stating that they had so much to accomplish and didn't have a second to spare.' 'However, they left us a number that we could call them with, and gave us specific time to even make the calls or they might not resp
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 20. I- would like to interrogate the suspect by myself
"You see, Mr Manchester, there is no need for three detectives to be on this case, it's too little to involve all three of you when you can individually do other things. I am pretty sure that there are other cases lined up at your desk waiting to be solved." "But sir, you... "Let me finish," The chief cut him off, "You need to understand that this is not a suggestion, but a instruction to drop the case. I am not giving you an option to refute." Manchester could not believe his ears. Although the chief was yet to mention it, Manchester knew quite well that it was all because of the money promised to them by the Patel family. "System what will I do? This investigation is my task." He asked, without saying a word to the chief's hearing. //A negotiation would be very helpful in this situation// "He doesn't look like he wants to, is there anything you can do to help?" //Analyzing the situation// While this was going on, there was an awkward silence in the office, with bot
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 21. I- Interrogated the CEO
"I'm afraid you can't go in there Mr. Detective, he did not approve the... "Don't touch me, man." Manchester retorted with a loud voice as they stood at the entrance to the Interrogation room, his eyes burning with fury. The arresting officer's supervisor had refused to approve his request to interrogate the suspect, leading to an argument with the clerk that brought them to this point. Manchester refused to give in to their politics, especially since he knew why they continued to not approve of him, even the detective he had worked with had intentionally cut out some of his questions during the Interrogation, to which Manchester chose not to react. But now, he was more than ready to burn the station down, not just because of his task but his passion for his field. Sophia Patel's life could be in danger, on the verge of death and the so-called team is wasting more time playing games. "Don't touch me!" He yelled again, drawing the attention of some officers and even his as
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 22. I- increased my intelligence by ten percent
"Why are we back to this place sir?" Sophia inquired as the car parked in front of the gate to the Laboratory just as Manchester had instructed the driver. He did this after going back to the station to collect some valid documents and pictures. He gave them to Sophia to hold them as they got into the car and went on a long journey back to the Laboratory where Dr. Sophia Patel had gone missing. "You'll see." He replied and stepped out of the car. Just like the first time, the security officer came out to meet them, and he recognized Manchester on the spot and even greeted him with a handshake. He held the gate open for them to come in, but Manchester politely declined. "Not now," he said, "My investigation is outside the gate, not inside." The gateman and Sophia glanced at each other briskly, as neither of them understood what Manchester was trying to figure out. "Can I have the pictures?" He requested and Sophia went back to the car, took out the pictures from where s
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 23. I- Think I know where she is
"Why did you have to lie?" Manchester asked as they walked through the hallway towards Sophia Patel's office. The security officer just smiled and replied, "Subconsciously, I don't know why. We are here, by the way." He took out a bunch of keys from his pocket unlocked the door using one of them, and ushered Manchester in. "Thanks." Manchester closed the door after walking in, and his gaze fell upon Sophia Patel's desk, where she had left the car keys and her phone. "Where is the phone?" He wondered, but couldn't care less, he could only assume that one of the detectives had taken it, but why then did he leave the car keys behind? Manchester put on the gloves, took out the glass piece from the transparent leather seal and dropped it on the table. He began opening some drawers one after the other looking for information regarding her project. He found it strange that there wasn't any material indicating that Sophia was working on anything at all, even on the security footage, s
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 24. I- am here for you Nelson
Manchester did not realise this until he had gone into the hospital and was signing in at the reception when one of them walked in through the entrance. Manchester was filling in the form and didn't lift his head, but he was forced to do so when a familiar voice spoke from behind. "Good day." She said, her soft voice caressing Manchester's ears like a gentle breeze. "I'd like to visit..." Mel's words were cut off when her eyes met Manchester. First with an expression of shock, then immediately replaced with a warm smile. "Mr. Manchester!" She said, "I'm so glad we met you here, it's such a coincidence." She added and extended her hand for a handshake. Manchester was surprised to see her alone, he looked toward the door to see if her fiancé' was coming behind her the whole time. "Yes, it's a coincidence." He replied with a cold voice and shook hands with her. "Do I still have to sign in?" Mel turned to the clerk and asked, "This is the man I came to see, his son is here and I
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 25. I- can't tell my mom
"Home sweet home!" exclaimed Manchester as he finally walked into the house, holding Nelson on one hand and a few groceries on the other. He had intentionally left those things that Mel bought at the hospital and even after the doctor had called to tell him that he left something, Manchester had no intentions of going back and picking them up. Since Nelson was still asleep in his arm, Manchester carefully dropped the groceries first and placed him down in the crib to continue sleeping, while he tried to sort out the medicines given to him by the doctors. To help him remember the right time and dosage for each medicine, Manchester wrote a schedule and placed it on the door of his wardrobe. For a backup plan, he set up multiple reminder alarms on his phone. "At least I won't forget to give Nelson his medicines on time." He said with a long sigh, before proceeding to the kitchen to whip up something quickly for dinner. And what food is faster, and less stressful like a pack of n
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65. I- think you love this baby more than I do
As Manchester stood before the lady who was now back home, his heart was crushed as he watched the tears drop from her eyes. In as much as he wanted her to get some answers on her husband's whereabouts, he didn't expect it to be a picture of their burnt car with a statement confirming that he died in flames. "I am so sorry," he muttered because it was the only thing he could say. Certainly, nothing can console a woman who learns that she lost her husband to this kind of accident three months later. Both her kids stood next to her, their hands on their mother's shoulder while they stared at the pictures in her hand. Tears clouded their eyes, and they trickled down their chins at intervals. "He shouldn't have left," she said, "He should have just stayed at home; he would be alive today, wouldn't he?" While the family grieved, Manchester excused himself and returned to his car, parked in front of their apartment. He sighed heavily after taking a seat behind the steering wheel.
64. I- found the subject's car
The entire crew, consisting of over thirty policemen in cars and motorcycles, went in search of the car that Manchester had shown them. They followed the alternative route, which they assumed the restaurant's owner had taken, and a search along that area is nearly similar to searching for a needle in a haystack. Both sides of the road were covered in thick forest, stretching a few hundred kilometres. Upward on the left, which mostly consisted of rocks, and downwards on the right. It'll take a twenty-minute drive through this lonely path before getting to the highway, which is why most people avoid it. Usually, the road is closed down for most of the year due to how lonely it is but it reopened from November to February when it gets a lot busier. Another reason it was closed down was because of numerous reports of car theft and robbery along the path, which is not a surprise. "It has been over two hours," Manchester sighed heavily, "No signs of his car anywhere yet; we've drive
63. I- promised his wife an answer
"So tell me, where did he say he was going?" Asked Manchester; he couldn't care less whether she put her hopes on him, after all, he couldn't be one hundred per cent sure that he could solve the case. "To the restaurant, towards the evening," she replied, "He said he wanted to see how it was doing and check on the kitchen wares that needed to be fixed. I remembered the manager called to tell him that one of the cookers was faulty, so he was going to check that out." "Alright," Manchester nodded and noted that down, "And did he call anyone else before leaving?" "I'm not sure," she replied, "If he was going to call anyone at all, he'd call our repair man to come and take a look at the cooker and get it fixed, but he certainly didn't make that call at home, maybe he did it on his way, I don't know." "Hmm," Manchester muttered and took another note, "How long is the drive from your home to the restaurant ." "Ten minutes, it can be shorter, because we live really close to
62. I- am willing to give you answers
Manchester wasn't sure how to begin that investigation; he left the court feeling overwhelmed, which is surprising, especially knowing that he is a detective and solving mysteries is what he does. On his way to the station, his mind was occupied by negative thoughts, like what if Nelson wasn't truly his son and he had no choice but to let the kid go? What if the result were true?Suddenly, his phone buzzed with a notification, and while driving, Manchester picked it up with his left hand and stole a glance at the screen. "The four culprits will stand before the jury in a week, they will be detained until then. Once again, thank you so much, Mr. Manchester, for this; your name would appear on the headline newspaper in no time." As Manchester read through the messages, a smile crept upon his face, but just then he realised that it wasn't over yet. He still has to find the restaurant owners to mark this task complete and get paid. But he had no clues to work with, and with the c
61. I- am the one you want
"Hello, who is this?" Mel asked; her tone was soft and welcoming. She laid back on the bed, wrapped in thick duvet, after giving up her plans of going to the mall. "You can't tell from my voice, Mel, can you?" asked the voice from the other side of the phone. Mel raised a brow, sat up and put the phone on speaker. "If I could tell who you were from your voice then I wouldn't be asking." "I'll make this introduction very short, Mel; this is Cain, Cain Hycinth; remember me now?" Mel's jaws dropped in shock, her eyes glued to the phone screen as if she had seen a ghost. Just a few days ago, Manchester had called her concerning this man, and now she is receiving a call from Cain himself; what does he want? "What do you want?" She cut straight to the point, "I don't even want to know how you got my number; just tell me what the hell you want. Let's end this call as soon as possible. I'm pretty sure that you have succeeded in taking Nelson away from Manchester and you want to rob it
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
