The Devil's Touch
#28
(From tomorrow I am up a day 3 chapters directly read not on the tube just wait a lot hehe. Likes mean a lot to writers like myself heheheš¤)
After finishing dinner, Maxime washes dishes while Milan invites the mother cat and her child to play.
"Milan, shouldn't you be doing schoolwork?" maxime said as he rubbed the dishes in the sink.
"Later, the holiday is still long" said Milan who is now feeding Blacky to eat with his hands.
"Try to do it now so that your tasks don't pile up."
"I still want to play with Blacky."
"You can play after your task is done."
Milan snorted, Maxime was like a parent who forced his son to study.
The man dried his hands with a small towel hanging over the sink. While Milan was taking out the stationery from inside her bag, the girl sat at the cashier's table.
Maxime walked up to Milan, pulled up the seat in front of Milan and put it next to the girl. Usually they sit facing each other now Maxime chooses to sit next to Milan.
Milan scrolled his phone, opening a message from the math teacher who sent the assignment in the group chat.
Seeing the row of numbers there alone has made Milan want to be nauseous. Mathematics is his enemy.
Milan copied the matter to his writing book, after he finished shifting his book towards Maxime who was beside him.
"Why give it to me?" maxime asked, raising his eyebrows.
"I wrote about you, you're looking for answers. How's it?"
Maxime shook his head with a faint smile and began to see a row of questions in Milan's written books.
"It's easy, if you know the formula."
"That's the problem, just formula I don't know."
"I'll write the formula." Maxime took the bollpoint in Milan's hands. "And you count yourself to find the answer, okay."
Milan spontaneously put his palm on the notebook. He looked at Maxime with a clear face.
"Can't you just answer that?"
Placed.
"Akhc!!"
Maxime hit Milan's forehead softly with a bollpoint, making the girl rub her own forehead with a grimace.
"You're such a slacker!"
Maxime is not out of thought, in addition to skipping Milan is also lazy. It is natural that her parents are angry, but on the other hand Maxime is grateful that Milan's parents kicked this girl out of her house and ended up living together with her.
"I'm not a slacker, I do bod*h about math!!" sahut Milan with pursed his lips.
"It's silent, I'll write the formula first."
Just when Maxime was about to write a mathematical formula, suddenly two men banged hard on the front door making the two turn towards the door.
"They don't see, the petshop is closed" said Milan.
Maxime immediately moved and opened the door. Two men with black leather jackets looked at him from top to bottom as if they were observing the figure of Maxime in front of him.
After that, the two policemen turned their heads towards Milan who was sitting. His face is very similar to the photo shown by his klaen, Sani and Rio.
"Sorry Mr. .. we have a report from Ms. Sani and Mr. Rio to bring you to the case of persecution and kidnapping that befell their estuary."
Maxime looked back at Milan. "Milan do you feel kidnapped by me?" ask her.
Milan also nodded. "Huh, no."
The girl approached Maxime and the two policemen and Maxime himself looked back at the two men in front of him.
"Can I see the arrest warrant?"
The police also gave Maxime a letter. Maxime opens her up with Milan peeking at the side, the girl having to stomp her feet a little because Maxime is taller than her.
"Is this really your Mom and Dad's long name?" maxime asked while showing the whistleblower on the paper.
And Milan nodded. "Yes, that's right."
Then Milan looked at the two policemen in front of him.
"Sorry, Sir. But I wasn't kidnapped by this man." Milan turned towards Maxime.
"It was precisely he who helped me when my Father and Mother would not take care of me anymore."
"But what about this video."
"Sir is ...."
"Better explain in the office." The policeman cut off Milan's speech.
When Maxime was about to be handcuffed, Milan brushed off the police.
"Wait, don't take him. It's a misunderstanding."
Maxime whispered in Milan's ear. "I went with them for a while. You go to sleep, we'll do your job tomorrow morning."
"But-"
"I'll be home soon hm. You know it's not entirely my fault, is it."
Milan nodded resignedly and Maxime thrust his hands into handcuffs willingly.
They take Maxime into his car and leave a frustrated Milan called his mother to retract the report against Maxime. But alas, his call was not raised at all.
Meanwhile in the car there is a silence between Maxime and the two policemen sitting in front.
The policeman who was sitting behind the wheel was staring at Maxime from the rearview mirror in front of him, seen Maxime staring back with his sharp eyes. Making the policeman a little clumsy because of that sharp gaze, let alone the eyes of the eagle Maxime looked at him sharply without blinking.
The policeman cleared his throat and spoke. "Don't be so haughty, you'll stay in the cell if the report proves to be true."
The other policeman turned to the back seat and clucked to see Maxime's facial expression.
"What a haughty face!! like a man who has no fear, are you not afraid in prison!!"
The car reaches the police station yard, they drag Maxime out of the car and bring him in.
Maxime sat with the two policemen in front of him.
"Can you tell me the chronology, I mean are you really doing the persecution of Sani's mother?"
Maxime nodded slowly. "Splitting her face only once, excluding the persecution."
"One time to a person who is not familiar should be sanctioned!" said the other policeman.
Maxime sighed. "Then?"
"What's your name?" ask the policeman who was upset to see Maxime's relaxed look.
"Maxime," said Maxime while circulating a view looking at all corners of the room in the police station.
He also saw some people behind bars and his gaze stopped on a wall that showed a photo of the man he knew, Arsen.
Maxime also chuckled cynically at the photo of Arsen shaking hands with the police commander in front of this office. That made the two policemen in front of her astonished by Maxime's attitude.
"So Arsen made a donation to this police station? he's the one who renovated this building, right? Formerly this building is so slum, the government is not too concerned with it. And the police will never dare to arrest a part of De Willson because they know they're Mafia," Maxime said, staring intently at the two policemen in front of him.
The two policemen were still unaware of Maxime's words.
Maxime pointed at the photo of Arsen with his index finger still in handcuffs. "He ..."
"But your hands!!" the police pushed Maxime's hand down.
"He is the leader of the De Willson group and also part of the Yakuza and Antraxs. Be polite with her!!" the police warned Maxime.
"He's not the leader, he's just the secretary" Maxime said.
"Do you know what the real leader De Willson is?" maxime asked raising one of his eyebrows with a wry smile.
"Yes, of course we know, we just don't know his face. He's Mr. Max ..."
The sentence was cut when the two policemen realized something strange. Especially when he saw Maxime staring at them getting sharper.
"Ma-Maxime ..."
Maxime also took off the watch roughly on his wrist and threw the watch towards the two policemen in front, fortunately both of them swiftly dodged.
And look, the garuda wing tattoo with a red fireball on it makes the two policemen shut up instantly.
The watch never slipped from Maxime's wrist to cover his tattoo from anyone.
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#Connected
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