Well, yes. For me it's time to take some vacation days. Unplug it is important at times. In this case , I would need so much. I just hope that these holidays at sea are ideal for rest. A project that I am working on from mid-June me off a bit '. To turn must charge the batteries: D. I'll be away 15 days. Come back to the 17-18 among you. But in the meantime continue to pass on the blog .. eheh. The blog will continue to be updated with new chapters. I entrusted my cousin Memy. She will post the next chapter until I get back. I hope it will be nice, to me it is very ihihih.
great holidays for those about to start and return good to those who have been made.
1000 Thanks for the comments on the second chapter. Especially thank an anonymous (k I hope you will sign soon because it is bad refer to anonymous). With he managed to find some errors of concept. As soon as the revised revive (so I think in the next few days). Meanwhile, the announcement that Chapter 10 will officially open the totoassassino: allows you to send a form via the murderess who you think is and how you think the murder was committed. But I will explain further details. Now I post the third chapter and happy reading!
Stephen first came into the room of Clara, the girl died. “ Gli occhi sono aperti “ disse uno che era con Stefano. “ Cosa può significare? “ Ma Stefano non rispondeva: era troppo impegnato a guardare la vittima. Non erano presenti lividi, solo delle bruciature, più o meno lievi. Poteva essere la causa della morte? No, non era esploso niente; o forse si… Quel tuono a quell’ora. Ma non ci sono segni di colluttazione, niente! Misurò la temperatura della vittima: era ancora calda. Questo voleva dire che era morta nelle prime ore del mattino. Ma perché? E si recò vicino alla porta: non c’erano forzature, niente. Anche le finestre non presentavano effrazioni. "Oh well, it died a natural death" "What do you mean" they asked. "The young lady was murdered! " " Or committed suicide. He does not see this bruise? " " It's the hole of a needle ... No, it can be. " Stefano would not believe it, it was impossible. A good girl, a candidate for the thesis, it was not possible to commit suicide. He walked to the luggage of the victim were two bags and a backpack. In the bag were of art books, notebooks and some aspirin. Stephen opened the bag: he found only some clothes. Opened and then the other: he found some clothes there too, but as a man. And in one of the pockets of the bag of syringes, with some containers. "Found something? "Asked " No, no! "Without being noticed and taken as found, but left the syringe. He said, "Only a syringe. "Well, this goes to support my thesis! " " Yeah "He said, laughing ironically without being noticed.
He then went to bed. Once seated, sniffed the blanket: it smelled of sweat, the same one that came from the woman's body. "How often do you change the covers?" "Every night and 3, however, at every change of host," said one of them. "Ok, let 's here and opened the drawers of the bedside table and found a device that was used to measure blood glucose. " What is diabetic Clara? " thought, "but last night did not take either insulin or pills. It's strange: it's not thin thin, has a normal physical condition for his age. " Just as he thought of these things came into the room a waiter. "Need something?" "Well, no ..." "Yes," said Stefano "I would chalk and then let me ask you something." "Say well sir." "If you give the machine your blood sugar? " "To those who request it. " " And Clara had made a request there? " " No, no you in person. " " Explain better "In the sense that a man came to ask this for Clara. " " Who is it? " " It was not the hotel, but we know the poor victim consented. " " I understand, thank you. " “ Ah, non ci capisco proprio niente “ pensava Stefano tra sé. E camminava torno torno la stanza. Troppe cose non lo convincevano. Ad iniziare da quella boccetta. Ritornò dai signori e, col gesso che il cameriere gli aveva portato, tracciò la sagoma della vittima. “ La spostiamo? “ “ No, finché non arriveranno i carabinieri non potremmo fare niente. Non possiamo spostarla “ rispose. E si avvicinò nuovamente a quel cadavere, studiava quella posizione, molto strana. I suoi occhi erano ancora aperti, ormai era fredda, quasi gelida e tutta livida. Guardò meglio the shape of the hand. The index finger pointed to one direction. The direction of something. What could it be? She pretended not to notice anything, and said: "We can go, let time go down. ". all began to fall, not Stephen, who was on a few more seconds. He went in the direction that the index finger: there was a sheet. Stefano himself down and took the sheet. And get up and said, "If we solve this case, the credit is yours." went down in the dining room, where all waiting for him. ------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------- Well that's all. A warm hug to you all and thanks for the 700 page views and 400 visits. Alfonso
Dear friends. Thanks to all those who I have commented in previous posts. I apologize if the topic might seem heavy, but as an argument for a sense it was a must. That said, I leave you the second chapter of the story. ------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------
Chapter II
The corpse
The electricity had not yet returned, although the waiter had come to assure tourists that it was by no , guests were nervous. Some thought he had to sue the agency that organized the trip and to seek compensation for moral damages. Stephen thought to himself, "What stuff! ". Then he heard again those steps, the same as before, and a chair that was moved from the ground. Who was the man who had risen? But above all, what did he do? But all these things with Stephen was not interested: he was on vacation or not! At that moment Stephen looked at his watch and exclaimed:
"Wow, already so late? I better go to bed. "
" I'm coming, "she said. Together they walked into the room. "I noticed," said Clara, "that we need is electricity. Why? ".
"I do not know," said Stefano "perhaps ci sarà un guasto “. Stefano si fermò. Poi riprese: “ Lei è arrivata. Dorme sola? “
“ Si, si “ si affrettò a dire.
“ Allora buona notte e a domani “.
“ A domani signor Stefano “.
Stefano riprese a camminare: pensava alle domande della giovane, nonché ad andare a dormire. Era molto stanco. Si posò sul letto e il sonno fu istantaneo. Il tempo had made bad: it started to rain and thunder, the lightning fell from heaven, but he did not move, sleeping. A strong thunder woke him up: they were 2 and everything seemed quiet. He looked and saw nothing, just a burning smell reached the nose of Stephen. But he heeded not and continued his nap. He awoke in the morning directly. He went down to breakfast and noticed that the girl had not yet awakened. Since the 9 were thought to have been fair go and wake up. He went up and knocked on the door: no answer. He pushed the door, which opened easily, Stephen did not hesitate: he entered. In the door just to the right, the one that brought her into the bathroom, you could see something. Stefano went into bathroom and a macabre spectacle that became clear in his eyes: Clara was lying unconscious in a supine position under the sink. Stephen touched the wrist: Clara was dead. The young man closed the door and went down the hall, where everyone was waiting for Clara. Stephen, in a solemn tone, said,
"Beloved, I must inform you that during this night, Clara Olive died. "In the room fell dead silent.
"I do not believe, no, can not be" said a tourist. "I was sick and everyone loved her "
" Why do you think has been killed, "said Stephen
" I do not know "did the same outcome.
Meanwhile Stephen had called the waiters: "I would appreciate it if, given what happened, call the police."
"Okay," said a waiter, "I will send one of my colleagues in the city."
“ Perché qui non avete i telefoni? “ fece Stefano
“ Si che ci sono, ma sono stati danneggiati. E poi qui in montagna la copertura dei cellulari è scarsa quanto nulla. Per cui non vedo altra soluzione “.
“ Io ho il cellulare satellitare “ e in quel momento dalle mani del turista cadde l’apparecchio, frantumandosi in mille pezzi. Dura la battuta di Stefano: “ Aveva un cellulare satellitare “. Poi si rivolse ai camerieri: “ Quanto dista la stazione dei carabinieri più vicina? “
“ Circa 50 Km signore. Da fare a piedi. Le macchine sono state danneggiate: spesso in questo periodo ci sono i vandali. Sa com’è?! “
“ Va bene, cercate di fare presto. Non perdete tempo perché conto su di voi “. Stefano rimase un po’ in silenzio. Pensava, ma solo lui sapeva a cosa.
“ Eppure… stanotte il tempo non era buono, ha tuonato ecc… ma ho sentito un tuono più pesante; secondo me …”
"According to her ..."
"Nothing, nothing, do not worry. I thought my stuff, here. "
The room fell silent again. Stefano went back over to his room, dressed with dignity. He also took a nice hat, then went down the hall where everyone was a nervous laughter.
"We will stay here until the police arrive?"
"Yes," replied Stephen. " Non ci muoveremo di qui”.
E poco dopo riprese: “ A carattere puramente informativo, dopo farò delle domande ad ognuno di voi, così, tanto per conoscerci meglio e fare quattro chiacchiere. Ora, però, salgo sopra nella stanza del cadavere: voglio dare un’occhiata “.
Insieme a lui, altri due salirono nella stanza della morta. Quando entrarono trovarono Clara sempre nella stessa posizione: supina ad occhi aperti, sotto il lavandino.
Dear friends. I am pleased that the visits on this blog increases every day. I have already exceeded 250 visits and 516 page views in 8 days. Thanks to all who visit and comment and thanks to all who pass but do not comment.
In the meantime I will continue my post. Today I will talk about politics ... nay! Crime news, very black indeed! We dedicate it to our dear friend Minister Umberto Bossi. A symbol of Italian unity, a symbol of education and respect, symbol of love of country. Of course, such a symbol of love of country that a rally of his party (Lega Nord NDA) to the sound of the hymn, Mameli, better known as Anthem of Italy seemed right to honor him with a nice and polite gesture : a middle finger raised in honor of the hymn and the Tricolor.
I wonder at this point: if the Government, but more precisely, the Parliament must be a symbol of Italy, the oath of allegiance 'to Italy, its symbols and its Constitution. And if this is a result, no doubt about it: we are going really well! And while on the one hand Bossi goes on to say: "The National Anthem I've never liked it, even when I went at school, I prefer the song of the Piave, the one that makes < The Piave whispered calm and placid to step ...>. What's that for an anthem of the people, similar to the "Marseillaise," all are dissociated from its conduct.
L 'on. The Russian defense minister, disassociate themselves from the behavior of the Alliance has said that he was worried about having such ally such a person and that he distanced himself if they had come to apologize.
other hand, Mr Veltroni, secretary of the Democratic Party, has now requested the intervention of Prime Minister Berlusconi. But excuse me Mr Veltroni, the 'The Russian intervention was not enough? Is not he the Liberty Pole? Mah .. these people do not understand. Anyway we have our congratulations to Mr. Bossi, a gesture truly over! I recommend others do it, we too Italian, so we do not offend: D Yeah ... more so we could not be offended. ITALIAN I still remember the many who died for the Tricolor, the Hymn to the Motherland. And spare parts in this way ... I think it is the ideal way!
conclude this post with a salute to all those who pass away and leave a comment. And please: Do not take example! We are Italians, so show it! Alfonso
1000 Thanks to you all for the comments left in the first chapter. I realized that As you continue with the publication of new chapters could be difficult to read the first. I then put a widget that brings links to published chapters.
What can we tell you: everything goes well enough, the holidays as usual boring without being able to go do something more interesting. Well I do not know whether to be happy, including 15 days leave for 15 days at sea. I just hope it is relaxing because then I expect to return visual basic exercises and preparations for the selection of school Olympiad in Informatics.
Well, the rest do not know what else to say:). Greetings to all Alfonso
Thanks to all who have commented to my previous post. We publish it here in the first chapter of the book "The first case of Park." ----------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- -
Chapter I
At the Hotel
"Ah, this beautiful city," said Stephen to himself, thinking of Caserta and his palace. "What do you think? "Asked his companion. "Well, to tell the truth is a bit 'messy, it seems to be in Milan. He knows there are too many offices. " "I see," said Stephen, "even in my part there is a lot of traffic, the place is very chaotic." "Why, where is it?" The traveler asked "And what does it matter to you! "He snapped," I have not asked where it is, why should you? ". "Excuse me, sir," he hastened to say "excuse me" "And now where are we going? I hope to eat! " " Yes, indeed it is almost time, we are heading towards a hotel, 15 km from here, "said the guide, Miss Clara Olivo, 23, a candidate for student thesis on the cultural heritage in society . How was the tour guide job so that he could combine work with study. It was not well paid, but she did not matter: after the argument would work in any museum, perhaps. The girl took the microphone and said: "We arrived, each giving their personal details to the inlet chamber, so that is assigned to the room: the departure is scheduled for tomorrow at 9.30. Good evening! ". They got all the passengers, including quel tipo strano che era Stefano. Tutti erano curiosi di sapere chi era, ma nessuno aveva il coraggio di domandarglielo, visto ciò che era capitato al suo compagno di viaggio. Arrivato alla reception disse:
“Il mio nome è Park, Stefano Park. Vorrei una singola. “.
“ Ecco a lei “ disse il cameriere porgendogli le chiavi che riprese: “ se vuole le faccio portare le valigie. “. Stefano ci pensò un attimo e disse: “Grazie, ma non ce n'è il bisogno “ e salì verso la sua stanza, la numero 17 al piano 2°. La stanza era grande con numerosi comfort. Lui poi era appassionato di computer; prese dalla sua borsa un PC portatile e si mise a leggere qualche documentazione open source. And as he read a short thought would be served dinner. So he decided to turn off the computer and get down. And turn off the pc while Stephen heard the screams, belonged to Miss Clara. Not hearing anything, he closed the room and went downstairs to the restaurant. He saw that the young lady was alone at the table and then, heading toward her, said: "Miss, can I sit next to her? "Said" please sit down. I had booked for two, but ... "Stefano sensed something, but let it go. "First I heard screams, what happened? Also if I know .... " "Well, I do not know if I can tell you. " Stephen noticed that the girl was embarrassed. Then he took courage and said, "You know, we come here often and now I know the staff. One of the waiters is my boyfriend. It made me scared when he entered. Then I cried. But there was nothing serious. "But Stephen was not convinced. "Who is the lucky one? "Asked " That I can not tell you. ".
The waiter served dinner and it was all very delicious. First, spaghetti with tomato sauce, then followed by swordfish and salad. Then the two began to chat.
"But what's your name" asked the girl "Excuse me if I showed up, I'm Stephen Park. I am here as a tourist. And you mademoiselle? " " Clara, Clara Olivo. I am a student at the Faculty of Arts in Rome. I am preparing a thesis on the relationship people have with the cultural ... dream a future as a minister, "he said with imagination. "Oh, give me a straight policy today does not care most the interest of the citizens. Not for her benefit of the people: you see his face. " "Too good" she said blushing, "she's too good. However, if we do not try to change we would never criticize someone? And she does that work? ". "I used to work at the University, chemical and physical sciences department. Not any more, travel around the world.. " There was a moment of silence, then Stephen went on: "He knows a traveler, I mean besides me? ". The girl hesitated a moment, then replied: "No, no, sir." "Really? But she seems to look the other way. " "But no, I'm a little 'cross-eyed. That's all. " The waiter served the sweet, finished eating, he said: "If you'll excuse me, sir, I go into a second room. ". "Go ahead, miss, do not worry." Stephen thought to himself that Clara was a good girl, rich di sani principi. Poi squadrò ogni turista per farsi un'idea. Due persone parlavano tra loro una lingua diversa da quella di Stefano. Proprio mentre pensava a questo, si accorse che Clara era ritornata a sedersi. Pochi secondi dopo si spensero di colpo le luci. Era un black-out. Tra la confusione totale Stefano udì dei passi: qualcuno si era allontanato!
