Part 3 – Lydia
The police lockup reeked of overnight faeces's stench, and i braced myself and held my breath before walking in.
“Anything i can help you, tuan?” a constable blocked my entrance.
“Ah, selamat pagi, tuan, i'm Anjing Besar James punya kawan, nak jumpa cik Lydia...” i explained.
“Oh, like that lar, come on in.”and he led me in, and sat me before leading Lydia out to meet me in the lockup room, bare except for a long table and 2 chairs.
Lydia looked haggard for a blonde of her age. The tears on her face have not dried up, leaving streaks along her pretty cheek. Her big blue eyes seemed so innocent, and oh, so so pitiful. I cleared my mind, and remembered Detective handbook rule #3 : No emotions.
“Miss Lydia,” i began as she sat opposite me.
“Y-yes?” she stammered.
“Tell me something about Equagesic.”i went straight to the point.
“Oh...it's used by Brulee as a treatment for his anxiety and stress.” she began. “As an actor, he faces lots of stress, from all sides. Director, producer, fans, even his girlfriend Michelle. That's why sometimes he meets me up, to confide his problems to me.”
“Your relation to him..?”i queried as she paused.
“Oh...we're good friends since university days. He would teach me kung-fu, and we would talk about philosophy, the course we're doing at that time. That was before he met Michelle during one of her yoga classes, and won her heart with his Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon moves.”
After some more note taking, i left and picked up my phone to dial a number.
To be continued....
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
case 2 part 2
Part 2 – Crime Scene
I arrived in front of Nine Dragon Inn, a shabby rest house in downtown. Walking up the stairs with unknown smells, i reached Room 118.
The door was opened, and “Big Dog” James was sitting on the bed.
“You're late.” he growled, with a cigarette between his teeth.
“Sorry, took me a while to find this place.”i answered, and rejected his offer of ciggies, feeling sick of the smell, and the dryness it causes in my throat.
“Tis the pictures we took last night. Man, you better not be on a full stomach, else you cant stomach this.”saying which he tossed a stack of pictures on the bed.
It looked gross. With the head of Vanilla Brulee bloated up, smeared with blood all over. Blood was coming out everywhere, and i nearly puked out my breakfast of roti canai and the tarik.
“What else have you got?” i asked.
“We found this bottle of drug on the floor.”he handed me a white bottle with colorful labelling, just like any other vitamin pill bottles you see everywhere. Only this one is a bit different. On it was written “ Equagesic”.
“Man, this was banned in the UK in 2002.”i looked at him and told him. “Any other thing?”
James shrugged, and said “Oh yeah, we put the blonde who was with him in custody. Name's Lydia, and she's renting this room. Seems she's a good friend of Brulee.”
“Can i see her after this?”
“Ya, since you're good friends with our police director, Tan Sri Thayalan.” Yup, Thayalan and i shared the same room in oil palm estates during our younger days, and he had since progressed ahead, way ahead of me, since we parted ways, mostly due to his diligence and intelligence.
“Ok, i owe you one, bro. Arigatou. Supper's on me next time.”
“Dou itachi mashite.” he replied.
With that, i left to meet Lydia.
Note : Arigatou = Thank you (in japanese)
Dou itachi mashite = you're welcome (in japanese)
To be continued...
I arrived in front of Nine Dragon Inn, a shabby rest house in downtown. Walking up the stairs with unknown smells, i reached Room 118.
The door was opened, and “Big Dog” James was sitting on the bed.
“You're late.” he growled, with a cigarette between his teeth.
“Sorry, took me a while to find this place.”i answered, and rejected his offer of ciggies, feeling sick of the smell, and the dryness it causes in my throat.
“Tis the pictures we took last night. Man, you better not be on a full stomach, else you cant stomach this.”saying which he tossed a stack of pictures on the bed.
It looked gross. With the head of Vanilla Brulee bloated up, smeared with blood all over. Blood was coming out everywhere, and i nearly puked out my breakfast of roti canai and the tarik.
“What else have you got?” i asked.
“We found this bottle of drug on the floor.”he handed me a white bottle with colorful labelling, just like any other vitamin pill bottles you see everywhere. Only this one is a bit different. On it was written “ Equagesic”.
“Man, this was banned in the UK in 2002.”i looked at him and told him. “Any other thing?”
James shrugged, and said “Oh yeah, we put the blonde who was with him in custody. Name's Lydia, and she's renting this room. Seems she's a good friend of Brulee.”
“Can i see her after this?”
“Ya, since you're good friends with our police director, Tan Sri Thayalan.” Yup, Thayalan and i shared the same room in oil palm estates during our younger days, and he had since progressed ahead, way ahead of me, since we parted ways, mostly due to his diligence and intelligence.
“Ok, i owe you one, bro. Arigatou. Supper's on me next time.”
“Dou itachi mashite.” he replied.
With that, i left to meet Lydia.
Note : Arigatou = Thank you (in japanese)
Dou itachi mashite = you're welcome (in japanese)
To be continued...
detective story - case 2 part 1
a sequel to my detective tales, though i think it sucks, as i'm tied down to the ending, and have to force myself to finish it...better story in part 3...hehe.. :P
Part 1 – Sore throat
Sore throat. It’s bugging me since last night. Thanks to me for forgetting to bring along water during my badminton session. I was lamenting my condition to Lilliane online when my handphone vibrated. It’s from Michelle, my analyst friend who works in the multinational 3N.
“Moshi-moshi, konbanwa” i picked it up.
“Uh..huh..huh…sniff..sniff…”someone was sobbing at the other end.
“Nan desuka?” I asked.
“Its…Its my boyfriend, he’s found dead with blood all over his face in a lady’s room….uh….huh….”Michelle managed to mumbled out between sobs.
Vanilla Brulee the kungfu superstar dead? It cant be, she must have made a mistake somewhere.
After coaxing her, I managed to outline the details as follows :
Deceased : Vanilla Brulee
Place of death : Nine Dragon Inn, Room 118
Suspect : Miss Lydia, Brulee’s good friend, who’s currently renting the room
I’m lucky that my friend “Big Dog” James is handling the case. After consoling Michelle as best I could, I ranged up James, and arranged to meet him tomorrow.
To be continued…
Note : Moshi-moshi = hello (in Japanese)
Konbanwa = good evening (in Japanese)
Nan desuka = what is it (in Japanese)
Part 1 – Sore throat
Sore throat. It’s bugging me since last night. Thanks to me for forgetting to bring along water during my badminton session. I was lamenting my condition to Lilliane online when my handphone vibrated. It’s from Michelle, my analyst friend who works in the multinational 3N.
“Moshi-moshi, konbanwa” i picked it up.
“Uh..huh..huh…sniff..sniff…”someone was sobbing at the other end.
“Nan desuka?” I asked.
“Its…Its my boyfriend, he’s found dead with blood all over his face in a lady’s room….uh….huh….”Michelle managed to mumbled out between sobs.
Vanilla Brulee the kungfu superstar dead? It cant be, she must have made a mistake somewhere.
After coaxing her, I managed to outline the details as follows :
Deceased : Vanilla Brulee
Place of death : Nine Dragon Inn, Room 118
Suspect : Miss Lydia, Brulee’s good friend, who’s currently renting the room
I’m lucky that my friend “Big Dog” James is handling the case. After consoling Michelle as best I could, I ranged up James, and arranged to meet him tomorrow.
To be continued…
Note : Moshi-moshi = hello (in Japanese)
Konbanwa = good evening (in Japanese)
Nan desuka = what is it (in Japanese)
Wing Chun
Saw a movie trailer of “Ip Man” (叶问), sifu of bruce lee, and got inspired to learn the kung fu, Wing Chun (咏春). Went to a class, and got started. The master is good, and told me a lot about the theory, and i summarized it as follows :
1.Lineage is not important, we must be able to learn the most from the master.
2.How long you learn is not equal to how much effort you have put in.
I was happy with the progress, as i expected to do the squat for 3 months b4 sifu start to teach me anything, as what happened to bruce lee when he first started learning. Anyway, i also realized that the moves are similar to what i've learned in tai chi and praying mantis fist, seems that most kung fu boils down to the few basics, eg sticky hands (黏手) , maintaining own balance and disrupting opponent's balance.
Of course i dont plan to learn till i can defend myself from thugs, just hope that the reflexes training can help to increase my mental alertness, and be more faster in my everyday actions, eg thinking. And most importantly, refine my patience further....much more further, haha..
we'll see how long this lasts, hehe...
1.Lineage is not important, we must be able to learn the most from the master.
2.How long you learn is not equal to how much effort you have put in.
I was happy with the progress, as i expected to do the squat for 3 months b4 sifu start to teach me anything, as what happened to bruce lee when he first started learning. Anyway, i also realized that the moves are similar to what i've learned in tai chi and praying mantis fist, seems that most kung fu boils down to the few basics, eg sticky hands (黏手) , maintaining own balance and disrupting opponent's balance.
Of course i dont plan to learn till i can defend myself from thugs, just hope that the reflexes training can help to increase my mental alertness, and be more faster in my everyday actions, eg thinking. And most importantly, refine my patience further....much more further, haha..
we'll see how long this lasts, hehe...
Monday, November 10, 2008
Tots on Tomato
its tomato's bday today...and i called her...and the conversations ended in 3 mins...after greeting her, it went something like :
me : yo..you seem so busy lately...not even have time to say “hi” and “bye” to me online...
she : no lar..normal busy lar...
me : how are you celebrating today? Are you seeing someone? Or is someone after you?
She : why do you ask?
Me : just curious...
she : do i have to answer that?
Me : not if you dowan to...
she : ok. Dont ask me those questions, cos i also never ask you..
me : ok...ok..ya...alrite...take care then and bye.
been feeling empty whole day...and got a bit better after seeing my cute dentist....
now i'm composing my tots and feelings on her...and posting it in my blog ...
guess its the end of a chapter for me, and a new beginning for her :)
sigh...i got to know tomato online in frenster in 2007, just before CNY, and chatted with her online, and i jokingly told her that i'll go after her if i dun have a gf in msia..to which she said no, must consider her first....and that set my train of tots in motion...and i fell head over heels for her...though we've never met or talked on phone b4 !
Got her handphone number later, and racked up a bill on my credit card, which was solved later by her insisting me to call her using skype. We continued to sky for hours on end, and even played puzzle on msn while chatting...those were the days, haha...
not long after, our topics dried up..and she got nothing more to talk to me...guess her curiosity for me died away, hehe...
coming to think of it, i've been very inconsiderate and disrespectful of her..always annoying her, and offering nothing of help to her..asking silly questions...teasing her...man...i'm so pathethic ! ...
but now that (i think) she maybe seeing someone..i guess its time for me to move on...finally. Those promises which i made..to take her to klcc revolving restaurant, klang bak kut the, etc....shall remain as unfulfilled this life. And she'll be a gal which i have feel for, but never met b4..that alone entitles her to a special place in my heart, as long as i can remember it.
Read somewhere that feelings are due to contacts, and to cut off feelings, i have to cut off the contacts. So i shall delete her hp number, and her blog, and her online names. That way, my hands wont be itchy to click on it, and disturb her. And i will give up all dreams/hopes of meeting her, and leave the rest to fate.
Sent her this mail, along with countless poems, and a few cards during the hey days:
# 10 things I hate about you :
Dear lil tomato,
I am glad to know you, and am much influenced by ur positive attitude, cheerfulness, cuteness, ur interest in d dhamma (this is important to me, but it’s another story, will tell u next time :P ). However, there are 10 things that I hate about u :
1. I hate the way u make my heart leap when I meet u online.
2. I hate the way u make my heart sink when u r offline.
3. I hate the way u make me think of u when I m awake.
4. I hate the way u make me dream of u (sometimes), when I m asleep.
5. I hate the fact that u r in sg, n I in kl.
6. I hate the fact that u left an indelible mark in my heart.
7. I hate the fact that I m not ur chili sauce.
8. I hate the fact that I can’t use CH brand ketchup on my steak.
9. I hate the fact that I m attracted to a lil tomato, even thou I’ve never met her b4.
10. Lastly, I hate myself for hating u :P
(adapted from “The 10 things I hate about you”)
Having said that, I m thankful to know u in this lifetime : ). I must have done a lot of good deeds in my past :P
I hope to know more about u, n vice versa.
May u be happy n healthy always :D
Best wishes,
Leh #
so, here's wishing you a happy bday , and you shall be the tomato always :)
me : yo..you seem so busy lately...not even have time to say “hi” and “bye” to me online...
she : no lar..normal busy lar...
me : how are you celebrating today? Are you seeing someone? Or is someone after you?
She : why do you ask?
Me : just curious...
she : do i have to answer that?
Me : not if you dowan to...
she : ok. Dont ask me those questions, cos i also never ask you..
me : ok...ok..ya...alrite...take care then and bye.
been feeling empty whole day...and got a bit better after seeing my cute dentist....
now i'm composing my tots and feelings on her...and posting it in my blog ...
guess its the end of a chapter for me, and a new beginning for her :)
sigh...i got to know tomato online in frenster in 2007, just before CNY, and chatted with her online, and i jokingly told her that i'll go after her if i dun have a gf in msia..to which she said no, must consider her first....and that set my train of tots in motion...and i fell head over heels for her...though we've never met or talked on phone b4 !
Got her handphone number later, and racked up a bill on my credit card, which was solved later by her insisting me to call her using skype. We continued to sky for hours on end, and even played puzzle on msn while chatting...those were the days, haha...
not long after, our topics dried up..and she got nothing more to talk to me...guess her curiosity for me died away, hehe...
coming to think of it, i've been very inconsiderate and disrespectful of her..always annoying her, and offering nothing of help to her..asking silly questions...teasing her...man...i'm so pathethic ! ...
but now that (i think) she maybe seeing someone..i guess its time for me to move on...finally. Those promises which i made..to take her to klcc revolving restaurant, klang bak kut the, etc....shall remain as unfulfilled this life. And she'll be a gal which i have feel for, but never met b4..that alone entitles her to a special place in my heart, as long as i can remember it.
Read somewhere that feelings are due to contacts, and to cut off feelings, i have to cut off the contacts. So i shall delete her hp number, and her blog, and her online names. That way, my hands wont be itchy to click on it, and disturb her. And i will give up all dreams/hopes of meeting her, and leave the rest to fate.
Sent her this mail, along with countless poems, and a few cards during the hey days:
# 10 things I hate about you :
Dear lil tomato,
I am glad to know you, and am much influenced by ur positive attitude, cheerfulness, cuteness, ur interest in d dhamma (this is important to me, but it’s another story, will tell u next time :P ). However, there are 10 things that I hate about u :
1. I hate the way u make my heart leap when I meet u online.
2. I hate the way u make my heart sink when u r offline.
3. I hate the way u make me think of u when I m awake.
4. I hate the way u make me dream of u (sometimes), when I m asleep.
5. I hate the fact that u r in sg, n I in kl.
6. I hate the fact that u left an indelible mark in my heart.
7. I hate the fact that I m not ur chili sauce.
8. I hate the fact that I can’t use CH brand ketchup on my steak.
9. I hate the fact that I m attracted to a lil tomato, even thou I’ve never met her b4.
10. Lastly, I hate myself for hating u :P
(adapted from “The 10 things I hate about you”)
Having said that, I m thankful to know u in this lifetime : ). I must have done a lot of good deeds in my past :P
I hope to know more about u, n vice versa.
May u be happy n healthy always :D
Best wishes,
Leh #
so, here's wishing you a happy bday , and you shall be the tomato always :)
Monday, October 13, 2008
detective story - FAQs
F.A.Q.s (actually just some questions from fans and made up questions from myself, kekeke.. :P )
Q. Is the story based in Europe or KL ?
A. Actually, it started out in Europe, but I decided to put in places where my gal frens are staying, hence the random and far flung places, eg Sri petaling, Sheung Wan (Hong Kong), etc. The author apologise for the confusion caused. ;-P
Q. Is the story about a group of French speaking Malaysians in Europe, or French people in Malaysia?
A. In the beginning, I thought of flaunting my French, but turns out I know only a few words, and had to bring in the other languages and dialects, thus making it into a “rojak”. The author also wish to apologise for the foul languages used, and will monitor it closely in the future.
Q. Are the characters someone you know?
A. Ya, since I’m writing the story, might as well put in the gals I know. :-)
Q. Doesn’t the story have titles?
A. Sorry, at first I thought it’s gonna be a one off thing, only to have Michelle suggest a second plot, and it subsequently triggered off my wild imaginations. So, tentatively, the titles are :
Case #1 : Tear of the Nile (booooring )
Case #2 : Demise of a superstar (yawn..)
Case #3 : Fall to death / Tri Towers ( its seems I don’t have talent in making up titles, can anyone help? Miss Purple? Hehe…)
Case #4 : Kidnapped
Case #5 : Clean Up ( in draft mode )
Q. When will all this stories end?
A. Well, at first, I intended to kill off Sticky in case #4, cos I ran out of ideas liao. But Lilliane protested, and suggested that I sent him on a holiday in the Carribeans, so, I’ll see how it goes. Maybe extend his life one more case, and finish him off in case#5, haha…
Thanks for all the support, and bearing with me and my crazy imaginations - Lilliane, Michelle, senior(Countess Yvonne), Eve, Miss Purple and Miss tomato. :D
Q. Is the story based in Europe or KL ?
A. Actually, it started out in Europe, but I decided to put in places where my gal frens are staying, hence the random and far flung places, eg Sri petaling, Sheung Wan (Hong Kong), etc. The author apologise for the confusion caused. ;-P
Q. Is the story about a group of French speaking Malaysians in Europe, or French people in Malaysia?
A. In the beginning, I thought of flaunting my French, but turns out I know only a few words, and had to bring in the other languages and dialects, thus making it into a “rojak”. The author also wish to apologise for the foul languages used, and will monitor it closely in the future.
Q. Are the characters someone you know?
A. Ya, since I’m writing the story, might as well put in the gals I know. :-)
Q. Doesn’t the story have titles?
A. Sorry, at first I thought it’s gonna be a one off thing, only to have Michelle suggest a second plot, and it subsequently triggered off my wild imaginations. So, tentatively, the titles are :
Case #1 : Tear of the Nile (booooring )
Case #2 : Demise of a superstar (yawn..)
Case #3 : Fall to death / Tri Towers ( its seems I don’t have talent in making up titles, can anyone help? Miss Purple? Hehe…)
Case #4 : Kidnapped
Case #5 : Clean Up ( in draft mode )
Q. When will all this stories end?
A. Well, at first, I intended to kill off Sticky in case #4, cos I ran out of ideas liao. But Lilliane protested, and suggested that I sent him on a holiday in the Carribeans, so, I’ll see how it goes. Maybe extend his life one more case, and finish him off in case#5, haha…
Thanks for all the support, and bearing with me and my crazy imaginations - Lilliane, Michelle, senior(Countess Yvonne), Eve, Miss Purple and Miss tomato. :D
detective story - part 8
Part 8 – On a Sunday evening
On a sunday evening. I was relieved to get the dough by Madame Flauntine. With this, i ordered a table for 2, with seaside view, and birds of paradise as a gift for Lilliane.
I'm gonna take a break, till my next case turns up. “Riiing, Riiing,....” goes the ancient phone. Who is it at this hour?
“Hello, Sticky here.” i picked it up.
Its Miss Purple. She’s organizing a charity party, and invited me to attend. Though I still cant bear myself to see her together with her boyfriend, NigeR, I cant reject her personal invitation.
“Ok, I’ll be there.” And bought some lottery/lucky draw tickets. Its peanuts compared to the amount of money I’ve spent in casinos and buying lottery tickets and 4 D’s.
Putting down the phone, I was lazing on the sofa when, “Riiing, Riiing,....” goes the ancient phone again. Who can it be this time?
“Hello….”I spoke impatiently.
“Bonsoir, Monsieur Sticky, i'm Eve calling from Princess Bank,” replied a sweet voice. Ah, my friendly banker.
“Bonsoir, mademoiselle Eve.” I adjusted my tone to courteous mode.
“Your current account is overdrawn, please bank in 1,000 pounds before 9am monday morning.”
“Ok. Thanks. How about lunch on.... ? “ I ventured for the umpteenth time.
“Merci. Bonne Nuit.” Click. “tuuuut....” the phone went dead. I suppressed a french curse. Must i have 200,000 pounds to put in to Princess Bank fixed deposit before i can meet her ? You wait long long, my inner voice told me.
Anyway, i'm not gonna let it spoil my mood. I fixed myself a cup of hot Olim, recommended by my cardiac, Countess Yvonne, as she said it makes me strong and healthy, and put on the headphones to listen to Beyond's “Wide Sea, Open sky”, and play my strip mahjong with the computer. This is the best i can make of the pathetic life of a private investigator.
Note : Bonsoir = good evening
Merci = Thank You
Bonne Nuit = good night
Coming up next, Case #2, stay tuned….kekeke… ;-)
On a sunday evening. I was relieved to get the dough by Madame Flauntine. With this, i ordered a table for 2, with seaside view, and birds of paradise as a gift for Lilliane.
I'm gonna take a break, till my next case turns up. “Riiing, Riiing,....” goes the ancient phone. Who is it at this hour?
“Hello, Sticky here.” i picked it up.
Its Miss Purple. She’s organizing a charity party, and invited me to attend. Though I still cant bear myself to see her together with her boyfriend, NigeR, I cant reject her personal invitation.
“Ok, I’ll be there.” And bought some lottery/lucky draw tickets. Its peanuts compared to the amount of money I’ve spent in casinos and buying lottery tickets and 4 D’s.
Putting down the phone, I was lazing on the sofa when, “Riiing, Riiing,....” goes the ancient phone again. Who can it be this time?
“Hello….”I spoke impatiently.
“Bonsoir, Monsieur Sticky, i'm Eve calling from Princess Bank,” replied a sweet voice. Ah, my friendly banker.
“Bonsoir, mademoiselle Eve.” I adjusted my tone to courteous mode.
“Your current account is overdrawn, please bank in 1,000 pounds before 9am monday morning.”
“Ok. Thanks. How about lunch on.... ? “ I ventured for the umpteenth time.
“Merci. Bonne Nuit.” Click. “tuuuut....” the phone went dead. I suppressed a french curse. Must i have 200,000 pounds to put in to Princess Bank fixed deposit before i can meet her ? You wait long long, my inner voice told me.
Anyway, i'm not gonna let it spoil my mood. I fixed myself a cup of hot Olim, recommended by my cardiac, Countess Yvonne, as she said it makes me strong and healthy, and put on the headphones to listen to Beyond's “Wide Sea, Open sky”, and play my strip mahjong with the computer. This is the best i can make of the pathetic life of a private investigator.
Note : Bonsoir = good evening
Merci = Thank You
Bonne Nuit = good night
Coming up next, Case #2, stay tuned….kekeke… ;-)
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