Chapter 221: 221 ( Challenge Letter )

Harry looked confused.

"What does it mean?"

"This is not a fake fingerprint, Har. This is the original handprint. But what I don't understand is, the pattern is fading. So it's hard to find out who owns it. Then he deliberately wanted to lure you."

Harry didn't say much. He was busy thinking and guessing.

"I have a bad feeling. Seems, I can guess who did it. But I dare not assume.. Because I also might be wrong."

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Reihan and Luan said the same thing almost simultaneously.

"He's showing off, Har. He wants to show his existence in front of you. And challenging your skills in uncovering who did it."

Harry didn't stop chuckling. After he finished getting the shocking news from Dr. Edwards. Reihan and Luan again announced something that kept his attention.

"He wants you to guess who did it. And he also wants you to meet him in person to talk," said Luan.

While Cleo several times looked in surprise at all corners of the building until the room he passed and occupied, for now, one by one. A super large room with all kinds of advanced technology lined up in front of her. Such as a giant monitor and other supporting technology systems that Cleo couldn't say what it is one by one. Because she doesn't know the exact name.

So why did Harry brought her here?

Wanted to show how clever he was to build this secret room? And comparing how stupid Cleo was not to understand what they were doing in this room?

Cleo's attention was easily distracted by a large slide of pictures displayed on the screen.

The image is the result of a video recording that was accidentally captured by Harry's men on orders from their boss during the incident. Cleo looked at Harry with a surprised look.

"Your room was ruthlessly destroyed?" Cleo was still staring in disbelief. Meanwhile, Harry underestimated the damage the rioters had caused.

"Just a small matter. Then you better ignore it."

Cleo sighed.

She couldn't possibly ignore this matter now that she had already seen what mess was happening in their residence.

All objects destroyed? The painting was broken into two parts. Glass and the other ornaments were shattered. Then, what was the purpose of the terrorists dismantling the contents of Harry's pillow and mattress? He was very frustrated and had nothing else to do, other than venting all his frustrations at the highest level?

Then, anyone would know that all of that was a challenge!

Cleo started to get shaky.

"My head seems to be starting to spin. And my eyes started to lighten up." Cleo looked for a seat to calm down.

"This is why I didn't want to invite you here!"

Cleo turned around.

"You never invite me?"

Harry looked straight.

"Did I ever invite you?"

Cleo then recalled what had happened a moment ago. Harry was right. It was Cleo who insisted on joining and wanted to get involved when curiosity tickled him.

Reihan pointed to one of the photos on the screen.

"As you can see. Your room managed to be shuffled perfectly without a clear purpose and precise intent. And this shows that he can confidently destroy what he can destroy and gain from his surroundings."

No one dared to interrupt Reihan's argument. And as Arthur said, Reihan was the root analyzing besides him.

"However, there was one thing he didn't break."

Everyone spontaneously paid close attention to what Reihan said. Look for things that go unnoticed. And haven't found it yet how hard they search and want to find it.

Harry actually found new information that was so relevant.

The culprit knows that Harry and Cleo sleep separately. They have their own room. And the perpetrator should not know about their fake marriage.

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Harry glanced at Cleo anxiously. He didn't want anything bad to happen to him. Even though he was willing to sacrifice for Cleo's safety.

Reihan pointed at one point. Move the touchscreen cursor on an object that is still intact as usual and not destroyed.

Harry and Cleo studied the photo frame with interest. And Cleo was the first to ask in confusion.

"Why is it that only Harry's family photo is still intact? Is there another message hidden in it?"

Reihan and Harry looked at each other.

"Of course, there is. He must have a close family relationship with you. And only you can guess the culprit faster than anyone else."

Harry's mood was dropping drastically.

So, he was asked to guess the culprit and might be given a reward in return? Oh, how smart and sophisticated!

Shouldn't the culprit just open a massive competition to catch him? Why does his behavior look so annoying? And why does it seem that this mysterious culprit's bad temper is so familiar to him?

So let's make a conclusion.

"Through the photo, the perpetrator wants to show me who he is!" said Harry which was immediately confirmed by Reihan.

"That's right. That's why he intentionally left a trace."

"By leaving the photo frame intact without breaking it like the rest of your stuff," Luan chimed in carefully.

"Then that means he wants to show that the culprit is an insider. People I probably know very well or people related to my family."

Cleo seemed to understand after being given an explanation.

"But his way is very old-style and annoying. Childish. But clever as a squirrel."

Reihan balanced it.

"Um. Who would care whether a small frame like that would be destroyed or not? Wouldn't there be no one to care about it?" Reihan said while looking at everyone.

Luan joined in on his argument.

"But in fact, the frame was the only message from the perpetrator. Besides, of course, there's still the bloody message he painted with the brush without the painter's fingerprints."

Cleo showed a strange look.

Which painter used animal blood as a medium for conveying information? Not some kind of quality information. However, the threat was weightless and unsettling!

Luan's words are certainly too subtle!

Because the words that the intruder wrote were a curse, even though that man wasn't a magician!

Cleo broke her free-wandering mind again.

While Harry was already glancing at Luan and Reihan with a serious look. He looked at Luan and Reihan at the same time.

"You guys didn't find any fingerprints on the brush?"

The two men who were asked a question shrugged their shoulders.

Harry had learned that his guards had found a tool in the form of a brush and a receptacle in which the terrorist wrote all of his threatening words. Harry asked them to check it out.

However, it turns out that the fingerprints of the terrorist were also not known?

Harry felt his face tighten. He really didn't like this information.

"On the brush used, it was nothing to found. But, on several other sides of your bedroom, fingerprints were found which the system failed to detect. Isn't that very strange?" asked Reihan from the results of his analysis.

Luan looked angry.

"Darn it!! Is he fooling us? And now it's laughing at our dizziness?"

Cleo was surprised at Luan's annoyance. Whereas the people who directly confronted the terrorizer were Cleo and Harry. Yet Luan acted as he had also been publicly challenged. So that made patience and intelligence continue to be tested.

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