Novel & Cerita Detective In English

“I’m fine. And who are you?” “Ah, forgive me.” He flashed her his badge that was attached to his hip. “I’m Detective Hanson. I’m working on your case.” He looked over to see Kenji a hint of recognition coming to light. He looked back to Emma Jean. “Is it alright to discuss it in front of him?” She nodded her head. “Yes, why wouldn’t it be? He stayed with me since the attack so go ahead proceed.” Kenji watched the detective trying to figure out what that was all about. The man seemed familiar to him but he couldn’t place from where. He chose to stay silent hoping that he would hurry and bring up the bad news.

The detective's tone is strange; he still stands by the entrance, a somewhat satisfied glint in his eyes. Or maybe it's just me; I'm overwhelmed by grief and imagining things. "Do you..." My voice trembles; I struggle to breathe, to speak, to look away from Elijah's corpse. "Do you have who did it?" The detective cocks up a thick brow. "This isn't some mystery game or novel, Miss Knight. Whoever did this to your brother is clearly a powerful person that he shouldn't have messed with!" The detective replies in a knowing—almost mocking—tone.

I'm simply having a little chat with the professor. “Thank you, Officer Gilbert, from here I can take it,” Detective told Gilbert to move on from the case, so Detective can proceed. Gilbert eyed Cherry and passed on. The detective introduced herself by extending her hand to Mr Alex, “Hello, Sir. I am Detective Liroza.” Cherry stepped away from the cops with fake courage, and when Detective noticed his anxiety, Cherry sat on the garden bench with a deep exhale. Mr Alex greeted Detective. “I’ve heard about you, Miss Liroza. You are doing a great job at your young age.”

one of my co-workers said. Officer Rankin, Officer Douglas, and their assistants walk out of their offices and splashed a huge smile on their faces. It's as if something miraculous happened for the first time. "You're here!" Officer Rankin walk towards the man, offering him a handshake. I turn my chair to see them closer but they remain blocked by the plant in front of me. I sighed in disappointment. Officer Douglas follows them and offered his hand, too. "Detective Clayton Jones." He formed a warm smile. "Welcome to The Detective Tag firm, the L.A. branch."

The man took a deep breath and tapped his jotter in his hand while shaking his head sorrowfully. "I'm so sorry Mr Daniels," he said. "Who are you?" I demanded. He must be the police officer, I took in his crisp blue shirt and black pants and holster that brandished his badge. "My name is Detective Michael from the LPDU," he pushed his badge to my face. "Detective? Is it murder then?" I asked. "That hasn't been confirmed yet but it has been confirmed that he died in his sleep," he replied. "Then why are you here?" I shouted, "do you want to add more sorrow to the one we already have?"

Yubi. The moment the words leave my mouth, Did you find my mom? the room seems to freeze around me. No one breathes. No one moves. It’s like the entire house is holding its breath, waiting for the detectives to either save me or destroy me. The female detective exchanges a look with her partner. Not a good look. Not a hopeful look. Something cold enough to numb bone spreads slowly through my chest. “Ms. Yubi,” the female detective begins gently, “we are going to walk you through everything we discovered. And we understand this is going to be difficult to hear.”

My stilettos clicked the polished marble floor on the way to Jeff’s side. “Wil,” Jeff said. He shouldn’t have seemed surprised to see me. “Gentlemen,” I addressed them. “I assume you’re here to see my client.” The younger detective, a slender Asian man with black tousled hair, politely introduced himself with a handshake. “Detective Yamamoto.” His wrinkled white shirt looked slept in. “He’s working with me on the investigation,” Jeff said looking me up and down. Perhaps I imagined the disapproval etched across his face.

She asked. I tried as much as possible to act confused. "B...bribe you?" I was already sweating badly. "Don't you dare test my patience Mr Don, do you think you can easily bribe me? for the records am one of the most influential, principled and well trained Detective you'll ever find, I work as a Detective not for the money, it's because of the passion and love I have for my country and my duty is to stop criminals just like you," Detective Marshall stated.

- he asked at the end. - Yes, that's right.- Leo answered first, with a serious expression on his face.- I'm Leopold Evans, Detective Inspector in Criminal Investigation Department of the South Wales Police police in Cardiff. And this is Detective Esther Moore, my partner.- he introduced them one by one, and when pointed to Esther, she merely nodded her head slightly as a confirmation.

On the way, the detective stopped at a small window in the entrance hall, where an elderly man was looking out. “Good evening, Machmud. Are there any letters for me?” she asked. “Good evening, Ms Forbs. No, I'm afraid I don't have anything for you,” he replied in polite, broken English and then he looked at Darren, who was standing next to Forbs smiling.