Riddle Detektif Novels & Stories

It had become an entry point to a hidden secret, linking them to an absent figure who had left behind a void and anxiety, and for his son, an unanswered question festering within him like an unhealing wound. "The tower's security seems suspicious or trivial, but it's misleading either way!" Detective Mohamed sat behind his wide wooden desk, a lit cigarette flickering between his fingers. The smoke rose in slow swirls, filling the room with a thick fog that intensified the atmosphere, pressing down on anyone who dared enter. Despite his exhaustion, his eyes were sharp as a razor as he studied the files piled before him like unsolved puzzles awaiting their solution.

Ruby stretched her hands and smiled at the detective. The detective wasn’t sure what to reply. “You might be happy now. You are going to regret it later. But the next thing I’m going to do is find the wickedman. I bet you already know him. Don’t you? I’m not going to leave you until you reveal him.” “Hell, no. Whether you believe me or not, I have never seen his face. He’s always with a weird, scary wolf mask. His whole body is covered in a black suit. He’s...”

I slapped my forehead at the stupidity of the question, “Obviously.” “I still don't know why Gus is involved in those illegal matters.” I heard her exaggerated snort. “We will know in due time. I, on the other hand, have a complicated riddle.” "Riddle! Oh, please tell me.” she asked excitedly, Abby was good at guessing. “Where the sun does not shine nor the shadows darken…” “A place without sun, at night.” “I think he's trying to give us the exact location of the crime, we know it happened at night, nothing new…”

“You think this is a game? Let us go, and I’ll come to you. No tricks.” The distorted voice responded through the speakers, calm and mocking. “Such a noble offer, Detective. But we both know you’re far more interesting under pressure. You have two options: disarm the explosives, or solve my puzzle. Only one will save you.” Another riddle flashed onto the screen: “The more you take, the more you leave behind. What am I?” Mason’s mind raced. He had no time for games, but ignoring the riddle might lead to another trap. He repeated the words in his head: The more you take, the more you leave behind.

No. The department must be trusted. And the agency should send reliable people to work there. He closed all the windows with his mouse. - All open... you are a detective and you leave evidence like this? Maybe I do need a break. Without realizing it, he missed the slip of a criminal.

“Alright, I will review that too. Many many thanks for the help, Dr. Rui.” “You're welcome, it's my job after all. Thank you for hearing from me, Detective. Please let me know if there's anything else that I can help you guys with.” “Yes, thank you.” With that, Rui ended the call. She exhaustedly buried her head in her table full of paperwork. Everything that has been happening around them is getting more complicated. If her assumption is correct, then the pattern would show that the culprit targeted cheating couples. 'But where did the culprit keep the missing men? Did the killer also kill them? Or did he just detain them?'

At last she nodded and let me come in. I sit down on their bamboo sofa and looked around. Their house is neat and well organized even though it’s small. “What’s your question, Detective?” she asked. “Do you remember your son with a tattoo?” I asked immediately. She thinks deeply. I hope that I can have the right answer now. I am so eager to finish and solve this case. I wanted to hunt down Reybert’s murderer and also the one who killed Mr. Rosario, Jean Fajardo and the two students.

I remember thinking that I should practice using my left hand because while the Detective ate with ease, my food kept slipping away from the spoon— which is definitely frustrating since the dish served was my father’s specialty. The Stayin’ Alive ringtone broke the heavy atmosphere between the two young ladies. I still don’t understand why our mystery guy chose that particular song, but I think the Detective knows what it’s about. She answered the call and placed it in the middle. “Speak,” she said. “Is Riza Borough with you, young detective?” “Why do you need to ask when you obviously have eyes everywhere?” “I didn’t think you’ll find that out. Impressive!” “I don’t need your praises, dude.

One single mistake as he faltered, Ruscov would make sure that he’ll cage him the moment he had been given the chance to. “What?” Ruscov asked. He knew what Gerry was pertaining from already. There is only one murderer in town who had been giveng them corpses as if they are a meek present made for the station. It was as if, he was mocking them, amused at how he can slipped easily without getting caught. “Who is it this time?” “Rosalenda Del Fuego, Detective.” Gerry responded.

Riele Romano~ Rielle watched as the two men looked at each other weirdly, A lady came in after Reed and quizzed her eyebrows “Good afternoon, Detectives. Is there any lead on my grandmother’s case?” Rielle asked, Breaking both Reed and Demetrio out of whatever silent argument they were having. “Uh, We actually came here to talk to you about it.” The lady says and Riele nods “Please have your sit.” She tells them and watched as the lady pulled Reed away