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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 44. I- am Nelson's father
Tracking the young man down took most of the day. Sophia had to return to their department in other to make use of their computer to find the young adult’s location, or at least where he lives. To do that, she enlisted the help of several IT expert in the department to retrieve some confidential data from his profile, along with support from the company that created the platform where the young man was found. Eventually, they learnt that he lived in Helyn Burg, but at this time it was already past seven pm, and Manchester needed to get back home as soon as possible. Before leaving, Manchester called Detective Jameson on the phone and sent him the location of the young man whom they suspected to be involved in the case. For Manchester, time was of the essence, and he wished the young man would be arrested immediately and brought into custody until the next day so that he could be interrogated. But following the law, Manchester couldn’t arrest him without proof that he had been i
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 45. I- can't call my mom
"I unblocked you for one night, and you are already blowing up my phone!" Mel's came through the line, her tone indicated that she was annoyed, and Manchester already suspected that she might hang up. But before letting her do that, he posed a simple question to her. "Who is Nelson's dad, Mel?" Silence stretched on for a while on both ends, to the point where Manchester thought that Mel had hung up, but she hadn't. Rather, she was processing the question thrown at her unexpectedly. This incident fueled Manchester's anxiety, it would truly break his heart to find out that Nelson wasn't his son. Because at this point in his life, he felt that Nelson was the only thing he could hold onto and be proud of. To him, Nelson is a whole family, and to have him taken away by someone else would be a traumatic experience. "I don't know." Mel finally replied with a nonchalant tone. "What the hell do you mean you don't know?" Manchester fired back, his temper immediately taking over, a
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 46. I- want a DNA test
Another day passed within the blink of an eye, and Manchester wasn’t able to accomplish anything regarding his task. He completely neglected it in preparation for the court case, at least he still had fifteen days left, which to him, was more than enough. Manchester barely slept through the night as the words on the paper continued to haunt him. Nelson wasn’t just a name on a birth certificate but his son, one that he held on the night he was born, kissed on the cheek and soothed through his fever. He frequently reminded himself that those he met with Nelson all complimented together and that Nelson looked like him. Even at that, he was still restless. He had called a trusted lawyer whom he had worked with before on a family case. The man had never lost a law case in his career which makes him the perfect lawyer for the job. After reading through the letter, the lawyer sighed, “This is going to be messy.” He adjusted his glasses and sat back for a moment. “These kinds o
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 47. I- fear he might rig the test result
"I don't like this guy," Valerie commented after Cain had walked away, she stared at him suspiciously while keeping Nelson closer to herself like a child in danger. "Neither do I," Manchester replied, "I just fear that he might do something to make this whole thing work in his favour... "Like tamper with the result?" Valerie took the words right out of his mouth, "I thought as much. Is there any way to avoid that?" Manchester shook his head from side to side, "If he is going to do it then I just don't think there's anything I can do to stop him, I can only prove that he tampers with the result after it is out. I trust the law, but not entirely." "Would you like me to get my father involved, if it gets out of hand?" Valerie offered, she felt so sorry for Manchester because so far, she hadn't seen anything wrong with this man to make her friend dumped for some wealthier. "He is not that powerful," She continued, "But there is something he can do to help out in this si
I-Mode: Becoming A Famous Detective With A System 48. I- am going to do this the hard way.
After the samples from Manchester and Cain were taken, the young detective left immediately along with Valerie and Nelson. Valerie had a driver, but she asked him to go back, stating that Manchester would drop her back home after everything was complete. But the true reason she waited behind was because of what that mysterious lady had told her about this case. She just couldn't get it off her mind and needed to communicate it with Manchester, but not in front of all these people."Thank you so much Valerie for waiting, I'm sure you had a lot of things to do today that you gave up to be here." Manchester acknowledged her as soon as they got into the car. "It's okay," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, Nelson was peacefully sleeping in her arms and she didn't want to risk waking him up."I'm off today, so it doesn't matter. And by the way, I needed to talk to you about something, I just needed us to speak privately."At those words, Manchester's heart skipped a beat."i
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66. I- would have to be dead to accept Mel back into my life
9 pm Manchester invited a close friend, Jesse, for a drink and a chat. As expected, he disclosed everything that had happened to him, while leaving the system out of the conversation. "She took him shopping!" Jesse exclaimed in shock as Manchester narrated today's incident to him, "She loves that kid more than she loves you, Man." "They even got matching pyjamas," he added, followed by a humourless chuckle, "They are having a lot of fun together, at least she likes him and isn't bothered at all to take care of him. Nelson even calls him mommy, I've told the little kid to stop that, but what does he know?" "Just marry her," Jesse commented, immediately followed by a heartfelt laughter, "I'm just kidding, but women like her are rare, but you are not that kind of guy, that I know." "No, no, absolutely not," Manchester shook his head from side to side before tightening his grip on the beer mug and taking a sip, "I'm not the kind of guy that will move on with his wife's friend be
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
