An intelligent detective always prepares for a backup. He thought of a line that will make the chief scoff and took out a small piece of metal from his pocket. It will take a while, but maybe it’s possible before he comes. Jude prayed that the visitor has some kind of a long story. He put the piece of metal in the handcuff’s key hole while listening outside.
“Um, what’s wrong?”
“Ahh, it’s a light service or a kindness to make him have a less trouble.”
“Huh? What are……. You, who….. uhgh!”
There was a short scream, and Jude stopped what he was doing. A sound of a sharp item thrusting inside of a person without a permission. A sound of a wet body part sticking to the metal.
No, actually before that, when there was a quiet voice, his movement was stopped. A sound of a soft and heavy thing falling on a cheap carpet made his heart that didn’t even beat fast when Lloyd had his knife behind his back started beat faster. With a calm voice, there was a sound of rustling of clothes. Is he looking through his body. A voice of a low laugh rang in his ear.
“You don’t have the right to do that.”
Soon after, there was a sound of footstep lightly stepping on the carpet. It feels like a soft leopard’s paw stepping on the dirt. The footstep sound go closer. Little by little, in front of the restroom.
The door knob turned.
Right after there was a blue gray eyes between the door gaps, Jude sighed and faced the ceiling.
“-What are you doing here? In this kind of place.”
With a faint smile on his face, Alvin put the keys in the key hole. Jude insincerely stared at him and asked.
“What are YOU doing here? In this place.”
“I am uncuffing your wrist?”
A bright laughter. Click, with a small sound, the cold ring got uncuffed. He softly removed the handcuff and put that and the key in Jude’s pocket.
“I’m telling you…..”
“You were able to uncuff this even though I didn’t come? I know.”
“You’re not cute.”
Jude said it insincerely, and with the smiling face, Alvin lightly touched back of Jude’s neck. His tip of his finger was somehow very delicate like an artist.
“You have a wound.”
“Ah, really? I thought he was pressing with the back of the knife. I guess I was wrong.”
An intelligent detective always prepares for a backup. He thought of a line that will make the chief scoff and took out a small piece of metal from his pocket. It will take a while, but maybe it’s possible before he comes. Jude prayed that the visitor has some kind of a long story. He put the piece of metal in the handcuff’s key hole while listening outside.“Um, what’s wrong?”“Ahh, it’s a light service or a kindness to make him have a less trouble.”“Huh? What are……. You, who….. uhgh!”There was a short scream, and Jude stopped what he was doing. A sound of a sharp item thrusting inside of a person without a permission. A sound of a wet body part sticking to the metal.No, actually before that, when there was a quiet voice, his movement was stopped. A sound of a soft and heavy thing falling on a cheap carpet made his heart that didn’t even beat fast when Lloyd had his knife behind his back started beat faster. With a calm voice, there was a sound of rustling of clothes. Is he looking through his body. A voice of a low laugh rang in his ear.“You don’t have the right to do that.”Soon after, there was a sound of footstep lightly stepping on the carpet. It feels like a soft leopard’s paw stepping on the dirt. The footstep sound go closer. Little by little, in front of the restroom.The door knob turned.Right after there was a blue gray eyes between the door gaps, Jude sighed and faced the ceiling.“-What are you doing here? In this kind of place.”With a faint smile on his face, Alvin put the keys in the key hole. Jude insincerely stared at him and asked.“What are YOU doing here? In this place.”“I am uncuffing your wrist?”A bright laughter. Click, with a small sound, the cold ring got uncuffed. He softly removed the handcuff and put that and the key in Jude’s pocket.“I’m telling you…..”“You were able to uncuff this even though I didn’t come? I know.”“You’re not cute.”Jude said it insincerely, and with the smiling face, Alvin lightly touched back of Jude’s neck. His tip of his finger was somehow very delicate like an artist.“You have a wound.”“Ah, really? I thought he was pressing with the back of the knife. I guess I was wrong.”
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