General Lane scratched his face uneasily. " Uh- well, yes, sure, that is probably- yes, let go ahead and do that." He looked around the room as thoroughly as searching for a spot to question the students. "Where can't it be done? I want a place where our voice won't disturb other people "There is an empty classroom next door. Maybe I could bring them in there one after the other?" "Outstanding!" General Lane said. " I will be in the next door then." He wheeled and walked out of the room. The students looked at one another with perplexed expressions on their faces. After the class was over and he'd questioned each of the students, General Lane said to Jacquard, "Well, I thought that went really well! Really well indeed!" Jacquard noticed that the detective was sweating heavily as if he were nervous about something. " What did you find out?" "Find out?" The investigator blinked. "Uh . . . Well . . . not much." He showed off his straight, white teeth. " Can't expect too m
Later that afternoon Jacquard knocked on the door of the director's office. " Ma'am?" He said, peeping around the door frame. " Sorry to bother you. But . . . Well, I met with the investigator today. And I have told you, I was not that impressed. I don't think he is up to the task. I doubt if he would be able to handle this matter well because his styles of doing things are not technical at all if you are there, you would feel irritated and get angry. With him in charge, the chance to recover those missing books is slim. The director kept quiet for a while. She did not alter a word in response to what Jacquard had just said. She looked at his side ones and continued with what she was doing. The director looked away from the books placed before her. She had been studying and frowned. " He seemed quite professional." "Yes," Jacquard said. " Until he actually starts working." " He is from Unit Nine! I am sure he has his methods." " If he does, I can't see them. He looks like a p
"What is this?" How is all this happening? When?. . He exclaimed. Books that have been kept out of people's reach for years and all of a sudden someone suddenly appears from nowhere demanding those collections. He was suspicions are getting toward affirmation. He felt the seniors togetogetherh the guards are involved. He tried his best to go through the register within the shortest time. Going through the lists, he heard a footstep approaching. The guards are coming. It seems he needed to stop what he was doing. He quickly packed those documents back to where he packed them and quickly hide behind the door. In the documents he opened, he noticed a particular name had been requested for those books several. TThelasted time she requested one of the missing books was a day before they went missing. " Who is this lady? And how is she related to those missing books?" Jacquard asked himself. After a few minutes, one of the guards entered to pick up something. He felt that ther
" You need my help? You must be joking" "Sincerely, I don't know how I can be of help to you. Because I don't really know who you really think I am. "Let me even ask you these questions. Why do you think I am the right person to help you out? what led you to think in my direction?" As I am, I am helpless and have nothing to offer you. Let me remind you of who I am, what I am made up of, and my rank in the army of Abasia Kingdom is nothing. You know I am still a small soldier taking orders from superiors. The help I will offer is limited." "Relax Danju, hear me out first. At least, once you hear whatsoever I have to say that is when you can say all this you have said." Jacquard said. " After all, I saw a lot of people, even your colleagues that are also my friend but I know you are exceptional and also get curious about things within our surroundings and also you are my childhood friend. You must have all the information I need and I am sure you would not turn me down. " " I
Jacquard and Danju went straight to the security office to go for other documents and files that will ease their investigation. General Lane, from Unit Nine, never demanded any documents or anything that will lead the way to the truth. Maybe he had it in mind or part of his plan. " I am still wondering if General Lane from Unit Nine was the one in charge of this case. We should be the ones to take up this case, not outsiders." Danju said. "He does not know how things are done here. None of us the guards were part of the committee to find those books. They are all outsiders. At least if General Lane wants to be successful with Case and earn all the credits, we must be part. " I was also told you almost had a clash with him while he was interrogating the kids in your class. He tried to get out information from kids that are super smart and would never cooperate until you let them know the reasons their optimal cooperation is needed. "Yeah, those kids are already something else. I
Jacquard jumped up, and continue with what he was doing. Danju was already at the other side of the shelve, checking all the documents on the shelves. He believed that by the time he will go through all the documents and files on the shelves on that side, he should be able to come across something. Jacquard left the side of the room he was to join Danju. The side opposite the door was the longest and also contained more documents and files. It seems to have both newly-looking documents and files and those whose dates can't be determined. "Jacquard you have not returned documents that were scattered on the ground and those on the table to their respective place. You need to place them back to where they were before we even tamped with them. I don't want problems from those superior officials." Danju said. " Ohh! Don't tell me you now fear your superiors. I even trust you. You are not scared of them not to even caring for them. But you are scared that if I leave this the way they ar
Jacquard picked up the note and ran out of his office. He went straight to the office where he left his friend, Danju. Upon getting to the office he met no one. Danju is gone. He called his name repeatedly. No one answered his call. He walked out of the room to look for him.He searched every on the floor he was. He kept on calling his name, hoping someone would answer but no one answered him. He went to the last floor to check if maybe he is inside the Director's office. To his surprise, the director's office is locked with a lock which signifies no one is inside, not even the Director. At that moment, he felt things are not right. Where is his friend? Where is the Director? Or even if the director was not around who made the bell too? Different answers popped into my mind. Where can Danju go within a short time? Where? It is impossible for him to leave this building without saying goodbye. It is not even possible for him to leave at this moment. Where can he be? He kept on sea
The upper floors of the Abasia Kingdom Library had a grand, ancient feel that reflected the age and importance of the institution. But once you got down into the area underground where all the books were stored, it became as bland, featureless, and cramped as a warehouse. Each low-ceilinged room contained row on row of shelves crammed with ancient books. The air was the cool and bitter smell. Under normal circumstances, books decomposed over time. But here the highly filtered air contained chemicals that suppressed the molds, bacteria, and insects that would otherwise eventually eat and destroy the old paper. In this environment, books could theoretically last forever. Even the light was kept intentionally dim, only coming on when people entered a room so that the rays wouldn't degrade the paper or the bindings of the books. In rooms where especially valuable books were stored, the light was a creepy red color, the lower wavelengths being less damaging to paper. Jacquard had come