PRETTY GHOSTS
News From Guests
"It looks like someone is following us, Zhang," said Seruni, who was staring back at the car he was riding in. At first he accidentally saw another car following them, but after several red lights, it was still behind the car that Zhang was driving.
"Where?" zhang asked, occasionally looking at the rear view mirror to see the situation behind his car
"The car is black and there is a white box motif on part of the front," said Seruni. "From the moment I noticed, he didn't turn in any direction. We've already gone through three red lights."
"Alright, let's try to fool the car" Zhang said with a slanted smile. Zhang immediately increased the speed of his car, then he began to twitch in all directions to prove Seruni's assumption. It turns out that the car in question Seruni did follow them since some time ago.
"Have we been caught by Dr Sakurata?" zhang asked as he continued to drive his car at a fairly high speed.
"It seems so," said Seruni. "We don't go straight to Ozil's place, Zhang. We're going to Leo, Marsel and William."
"OK," Zhang continued to focus on the road by controlling a fairly fast car.
The car that followed the two women was indeed the car that Sakurata's men drove. But they're different men. Not the three criminals who have been watched by ghosts. So when Zhang and Seruni were being chased, not a single ghost knew about the incident. Luckily, Seruni quickly found out, so she and Zhang took action immediately.
Meanwhile at Mas Ari's house, Ozil is stunned when he sees something from the man who owns the massage parlor business. "Who is this, sir?" asked Ozil while observing the object in the form of the photo.
"That's a picture of my niece, Zil, her son This mother and father," the masseuse's owner replied. "He's been missing since yesterday afternoon, Zil."
"What!" Ozil was quite surprised to hear that. "missing? How does that mean, sir?"
"Yes gone, like what happened to my son" said the owner of the massage parlor. "initially we thought he was playing with a friend of his. But when one of my friends came looking for my niece back home, my sister was shocked."
Hearing that Ozil was getting flabbergasted. Ozil immediately remembered, the same incident also happened to Zhang. The news further strengthens Ozil's assumption that the incident that happened to the woman in the photo must have been done by the same person. "Have you reported it to the police?"
"Here you go, my mother" answered the same woman. "We've made a report, but we also can't stay silent, because we want our son to meet soon."
"Then Zil, my brother and I came here to see you" said the man who owns the massage. "Since you found my kidnapped son, I somehow feel like you can definitely find my niece, Zil."
Ozil immediately smiled faintly and nodded slowly, even though he himself was currently in a state of confusion. If he had found the place where the child kidnappers were, it was because of the help of the ghosts, then now, how would he have looked for it?
"I'm sorry before" Ozil said. "I may be able to help, but my help may not be optimal. You know I also have to work at Mas Ari's house, I will help as much as I can, sir."
The man smiled. "Not what, Zil. The important thing is that you're willing to help, I think that's enough. We've also asked others for help."
Ozil was quite relieved to hear that. After returning to talk for a moment the three guests Mas ari then pamit. "May you bring good news, Zil. I wait, you play to my place. I will prepare a masseuse who is still high."
"I will try, sir," Ozil replied with a slight cry. Finally they separated.before Ozil left, Mas Ari and Mbak Anin first gave advice to Ozil related to the request of his guests. After feeling enough, Ozil also resigned, back to his workplace.
"Where, Bang? Buy breakfast?" ask one of the ghosts when they see Ozil coming home. It just so happened that they were at Ozil's place.
"Yes, all of you to my boss" Ozil replied as he parked his bike. "You guys, come with me, there's something I need to tell you." Ozil's serious remarks, suddenly made the ghosts frown at them.
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