Chapter 0

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--BUILD JAKAPAN--
10 years of term being the local investigator (Detective) in my home town, and now fixing and packing up things for resignation. I know to myself that I'm to young to resign. But choosing  to have a peaceful and quiet life is not to be blame. And other than that, I don't want to spend my life getting in trouble every time I went out.

I remembered so many things, just like when I went out to go in mall and encountered a familiar face that I've seen before. With in a few second the man ran at me and tried to attack me using a kitchen knife on his left hand, but luckily I was so fast to dodge it and put him down. Then, I've found out at the police station that the man who attacked me earlier was the father of the college guy who I failed to protect on the Case 314 ( A school Shooting Case). He blamed me so much that he could kill me. After that, the father was arrested due to murder attempt.

You know Being an Investigator, you can't say PIECE OF CAKE to this job. You'll rather say "Piece of shit, why does everyone want's me dead". It's not what you saw on TVs like the protagonist always solves the case and got the culprit arrested.

In the real world, it's normal for us get threatened or get killed by either the criminals, or even the people we don't expected.

"Pfffttt...The Hell! I look like a walking mushroom"

It was my old teenage photo back when I was in Tenth Grade that made me laugh for a second. That damn hairstyle tho. The photo is obviously old due to the color discoloration that you can see on its print. But I'm still gonna keep it.

Phone's ringing....

It's probably my mom, checking on me, and definitely will ask when will I arrive at home. She's really like that ever since I was in high-school and in college also. She would really call me even I'm in class just to remind me to eat many and leave no left-overs in my lunch box. She's too caring, and sometimes I find it annoying.

I moved one box after it was filled by things and then walked on the other corner of the table to reach my phone that has been ringing a minute ago.

" Alaiii? What is it now" I exclaimed in thai out of confusion after seeing the name of the caller on my chat heads. It was my Hot-Tempered, Tall and Thick Brows, Head manager in Black Claw a SIC (Special Investigator Corporation).

A new message pop-up....

" Come here at Fundi Man Street 420, You need to see this, that's an order" - Mile Phakphum

Without any hesitation, I left all my things at the office. I grab my phone and Car keys and drove to the address that Khun Mile sent. Fundi Man Street..420 , I'm afraid its back again. Why does it have to be that place.

This has been closed years ago but I'm inspecting it's back again to bring dreadful turmoil to this town.

I hope I'm Wrong this time.

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