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Feb-17-2009 15:51

((First of all, thousand apologies for not showing up for so long due to busy schedule. Secondly, I have already written the things I am going to post in the MS Word. And thirdly, I am also in the game as Yousuf Ahmad.
Now looks like I have introduced everything, so let us start. Note that you are free to post anything as that would help me in my school work.
Now please, don't ask my age and listen, I was busy due to exams.
See you on the stage!))

Feb-24-2009 12:59

Yousuf and Abdur Rahman were at a restaurant nearby the Train Station.
They ordered for two cups of green tea without sugar. Just as they were about to take their first sip, a young girl entered the restaurant and came to them.
“Hello!” she said in a shaking voice
“May we help you?” Abdur Rahman and Yousuf said at the same time, the same words and then stared at each other for sometime and smiled.
“It would be your kindness!” she said while sitting on the chair in front of the two friends
Both, Abdur Rahman and Yousuf moved a bit backward and lowered their gazes.
“What can we do for you? Tell us everything in detail, please.” Yousuf said as he took a sip from his green tea
“I received a letter from my father’s mother’s sister’s step-son’s elder son that he wants to leave all to me.” she said innocently
“In other words, you are going to inherit all the possessions of your distant relative.” Abdur Rahman said as he grinned. He glared at Yousuf who was also smiling.
“Well then, what do you need us for?” Yousuf asked while taking another gulp from his green tea.
“I don’t know my…” she hesitated as if thinking what to say, “I don’t know the person, whose possessions I am going to inherit, at all.”
“Huh! That is not very unusual. However, if you don’t know the person, then you are going to meet him soon. Am I right?” asked Abdur Rahman while his gaze was still at his friend (Yousuf) who was deep in thoughts
“Yes, you are right monsieur.” she replied quite enthusiastically
“Why, you are French!” Abdur Rahman said in surprise
“Nah, I am Indian but like to speak French.” she replied
Yousuf raised his head and gazed at Abdur Rahman who was gulping his last sips of green tea and then spoke, “Mademoiselle, do you belong to a rich family?”
(continued)

Feb-24-2009 13:00

The young girl nodded but the two men did not notice. Yousuf asked again, the girl replied, “Yes, my father owns a company here in Delhi.”
“Then I say, please forget about all this and live as if you did not even hear anything about this matter. However, as a matter of fact, I think I know what do you want us to do but even if I am wrong, we will proceed our investigation based on the assumption I just thought of.”
The young lady was astonished by the unexpected reply.
Abdur Rahman took over and continued, “We would first check if such a person really existed. Although it is not our habit to suspect anyone without a reason but you need to be careful nowadays or you will end up begging on the streets or sleeping under sea water, feeding the fish.”
The girl was dazed, frightened and she was shivering as if she had caught a severe cold (fever).
Yousuf looked at Abdur Rahman in amazement and told the young lady that Abdur Rahman was right about everything he said.
The young lady did not know what to say. She was grateful and wanted to show her gratitude, she stretched her hand for a hand-shake but both men put some money in her hand.
“What the…” the girl wanted to say something but was really confused.
“Mademoiselle, you needed money, did not you? Your story was nice but the way you told it was not very successful. I had a look at your clothes and they do not seem to belong to a poor person. Your dress is really expensive and the shoes you are wearing are also costly. Although I only had one gaze at your outfit, it was all clear that you belonged to a rich family. Now as for the rest of the details, my friend will take my place while I take a short nap.” Yousuf spoke as the girl’s eyes spread wider and wider.

Feb-24-2009 13:01

Abdur Rahman, who was lying back on his chair with his eyes closed, smiled and opened his eyes. He held the empty tea cup and continued, “Apparently, you fell into a trap and were abducted. The kidnappers asked for a huge sum of money for the ransom but your father agreed to pay to save the life of her only daughter. Eventually, all your money was gone and you were left with some choices. You preferred one of them, that was, search for the man, from whose blessings, you turned from a princess into a beggar. As for food and shelter, I remember seeing a name, which you are writing on the table, at the hotel’s register which means you are staying at the hotel in which we are staying in. Therefore, it is not surprising how you came to know about us. I do not know what you are doing for your living but I can make a guess as I have made one or two before. If you are really left with no money in your pocket, then your father can work at the hotel as an employee. Now mademoiselle, correct me if there are any flaws in my deduction, please?” Abdur Rahman spoke while the girl listened.
Finally, she spoke up, “Everything you said is correct but how would you know that I am the only child my parents have given birth to and one more question, how can you guess my father works at the hotel as an employee by looking at the register of customers?”
“Allow me to answer both the questions,” Yousuf replied instead of Abdur Rahman, “As my friend stated, the first one was a mere guess and as for the second one, your father have old connections with the hotel’s owner and therefore, the owner is helping you a lot but your father does not like being treated as helpless people. Thus, he works at the hotel and at night, he becomes the hotel’s customer but you are not paying the rent of the rooms. However, being helped by the hotel’s owner, there is still something for which you need some money as you walk like you are hungry for days and that could only mean one thing.
(continued)

Feb-24-2009 13:02

Someone is black-mailing you! Am I wrong, mademoiselle?”
It seemed as if the young lady would faint now or then. She was astonished, dazed, frightened and was feeling guilty.
“Madame, one more thing I need to ask, did your abduction took place because of your own fault and is the black-mailer the person who kidnapped you?” asked Abdur Rahman
“Yes, you are right!” she replied in a dead voice
All this conversation was done in low voice. Abdur Rahman and Yousuf were very perceptive about these kinds of matters.
“Well then, we shall leave now and we warn you Miss, be careful and better if you hire some security guards.” said Yousuf Ahmad, getting up from his chair
“And be cautious! I tell you, do not hire unknown security guards. Oh yeah, it would be a good idea if you hire some detective from a detective agency in Delhi. I do not know their fees but they are reliable and please, we don’t have any fees for solving cases, so don’t bother about paying us. Thank you and up we go.” Abdur Rahman said and the two friends stepped out of the restaurant, leaving the young lady in a dazed condition (she was not moving, breathing slowly and eyes wide open. It looked like as if she was turned into a stone like those people in fairytales).

Feb-24-2009 13:17

((Author's warning note: The story has split into two parts: One is King of Dragons and the other is the black-mailed young lady.
Anyone who wants to join can either write about the first one or the other.
I myself do not know if both are linked together or not but as we proceed, the ways keep on opening.
You can also participate in both but be careful about how you link yourself with both stories.
Thank you))

Feb-24-2009 15:16

Ace was sitting at his desk in his rather small, but profitable, agency. It really was his... a Delhi break-off of the Shanghai-bound Hunter's academy. He and his sister, Scarlett, had been... ehrm... transferred there to the desolate place with lot's of murder.

"Ace, there's a new client." Scarlett bounced into the room.
"Can't you take them, S? I'm about booked solid with cases right now!"
"She specifically asked for you."
"Hmmm... wait... what's she want me for?"
"Protection."
"Ooh! Then this should be fun!"

Ace stood up and went into the front room where a young woman sat. Her long, brown hair flowed down her chocolate colored back. She looked over at Ace with a beautiful pair of speckled blue eyes, showing only dispair. She was fairly tall for a woman, around 5'10", making her almost as tall as Ace and nearly a head taller than Scarlett. Ace could tell that she was Indian/Caucasian. Her hair, eyes, height, and complexion screamed Caucasian. Her name, nose, face, and build showed Indian.

"Mr Masters?" She inquired.
"Yes..." Ace replied, confused.
"I'm Rabina al-Saawd. I need your help!"
"If you didn't, you wouldn't be here, I expect."
"Right, right." She laughed nervously, then got down to the point, "The private investigators I hired told me I should hire a body guard to protect me. They said to look at detectives, for they'd probably be cheaper and... safer."
"Oh, I see." Ace said, "Okay, then, what do you need to be protected from?"

She broke down and told her story. In the end, Scarlett and Ace were both going to protect her, for a fairly good rate.

T'would be interesting, t'wouldn't it?

Feb-25-2009 02:33

*coming out of the restaurant*
As the two friends were walking, Yousuf suddenly stopped.
"What happened, friend?" Abdur Rahman asked while staring at his friend
"How can I miss it? I completely overlooked this one possibility, but first you tell me if you are really sure that there is not a single flaw in your deduction." said Yousuf, scratching his head
"Well, I would not even think my deduction has any base if that young girl had not said it was all true." replied Abdur Rahman gently
"That means if she was lying, then we would be lead to a completely wrong way. Is not it?" said Yousuf
"Oh well, I think yes. Now would you tell me which possibility you overlooked?" said Abdur Rahman
"The young girl who came to us is being black-mailed by a mastermind. Now if she is forced to work for him in some way, then our lives and the lives of people she is going to hire as her bodyguards are in danger." whispered Yousuf in Abdur Rahman's ear
"What!" Abdur Rahman could hardly restrain himself from shouting out loudly
"So, what do you say about it?" asked Yousuf, smiling again
"Man, you scared me. Who would have thought of such a twisted plan?" said Abdur Rahman
"Anyone!", replied Yousuf and continued, "I asked you about our next step. What could it be?"
"First, we should follow the girl and warn the detectives she is going to hire about the possible danger and then...I don't know" said Abdur Rahman, confidently at the beginning but nervous at the end
"Alright then, we shall take the first step and as for the second one, we shall go ask the girl if she knows the name of the man who is black-mailing her but before that, we should ensure our, her and the detective's safety." said Yousuf
"What a terrible case!" exclaimed Abdur Rahman, "We are not sure if our client is the accomplice of the mastermind and we have to put our lives at stake to save her."
"That is life and that are the types of cases I like. Now let's move!" said Yousuf as he saw the girl come out.

Feb-26-2009 11:55

*following the young Indian girl*
Abdur Rahman and Yousuf were sitting in a cab which was tailing another cab, in which sat their mysterious client.
Abdur Rahman and Yousuf were whispering something in low voice. They did not know where they were going and how long they have been travelling. Suddenly the cab stopped and they saw they were in front of a refurbished building. They saw the young girl enter into it and followed her.
She knocked on a door. After a minute, the door was open and there stood another young girl. They talked for a while and then the Indian girl went in.
“Alright, now what should we do?” asked Abdur Rahman
Yousuf replied, “I think we are still not safe. You write a letter telling them about one of your secret places and ask them to go there. Provide them with full, strict security. In the meantime, I shall investigate the case of Mr. King of Dragons.”
“You mean we are separating and will work on different cases?” asked Abdur Rahman
“That’s what I said. Now, hurry up! We don’t have much time.” said Yousuf
“But what am I going to do after writing the letter? Sleep, eat or just sit down?” asked Abdur Rahman
“You should know it my friend.” smiled Yousuf
“Do you mean I should stay back and see what is going on?” said Abdur Rahman
“Yes, you have got it.” replied Yousuf while looking at his watch
“But I fully trust the detective who stays here. He is a tough guy and a perceptive one. He has solved hundreds of cases and has a very sensitive sixth sense. He can smell dangers and act accordingly.” said Abdur Rahman holding his beard
“You just want to come with me, don’t you?” asked Yousuf raising his eyebrows
“Maybe, I don’t know!” replied Abdur Rahman, confused
“Wow! This is the first time I see you look like a kid. You have always acted like a gentleman everywhere before. Can you tell me what is the problem with you?” said Yousuf looking a bit surprised
“Hah! Got you there! Would you compliment my acting?” said Abdur Rahman with a wide smile

Feb-26-2009 11:56

“What! You were acting? That was a nice try.” Yousuf smiled
“Now coming to the point, I am staying here and you are going to investigate Mr. Dragon King’s case. Ah! We missed one point here. After we solve our case, where would we meet.” said Abdur Rahman
“After we solve the case, we are going to solve the other. And when we do that, I think we would meet automatically. But, if by any chance, we don’t meet there, then we can meet at three places.” Yousuf said
“And those places would be my house, the hotel we are staying in and the gathering of innocence. Right?” said Abdur Rahman
“You are right brother.” replied Yousuf

Feb-26-2009 11:56

After a short while, Yousuf was heading towards the city hall. He was thinking of getting all the information about every mall present in the city and also, at the same time, find out anything he could about Mr. King of Dragons.
As he entered the city hall, his eagle eyes saw a pick pocket in action. He saw that the pickpocket took out a brown purse and placed it inside his coat’s side pocket.
Yousuf smiled and walked calmly. He was walking to the man who was robbed. Yousuf successfully robbed him another time and was surprised by finding another brown purse in the man’s pocket. The man did not even notice that his brown purse was stolen two times. He was busy looking at the posters on the walls.
Yousuf then headed to the pickpocket and retrieved the other brown purse successfully. He then went to the restroom and checked both purses.
“What the…” Yousuf said as he looked at the two empty purses
He then smiled and before the cops could reach him, he was near ‘Lost items room’. He told the clerk that he found these purses which had nothing in them.
When he came out of the room, he was admiring the mastermind who settled such a wonderful plan to trap him. Yousuf now was searching those two men but even after an hour spent at the city hall, he neither found the first nor the other.
“Well, looks like I have wasted an hour now. I better go check for the information I came here for.” thought Yousuf
He researched the securities and locations of different mall as well as different banks and jewel markets. All were said to have high security but Yousuf knew that sooner or later, those securities would be useless because the things that require security would be unsecure. He remembered one sentence and he knew that would happen. The sentence was: ‘Looks like your guards need some more guarding as they were put off-guard easily.’