Wanted (last part)

Chapter 2 - news

When Mr. Han woke up the bed besides him was empty. He wanted to call for his wife when he heard the noise. Mrs. Han was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. He stood up, made his toilet and dressed himself. When he entered the kitchen, his wife was still busy. She washed some dishes. He looked around and saw that the kitchen table was completely covered with all kind of food for breakfast. He was astonished because this never happened before.
“Morning, Hun. I prepared breakfast for you and me. Have a seat and start with a cup of tea. I will be with you in a minute. So we can start together.”
“Well, sweetheart. You made a very big breakfast. Isn’t that too much for us?”
“O, I don’t know, Hun. I just was in the mood to put everything on the table. The fridge is quite empty now. Have a cup of tea and I’ll join you in a minute.”
Mr. Han did what she told him while she was still busy to wash the dishes. After a while, he had drunk his cup and wanted her to sit down.
“Well, well – just wait one more minute. Help yourself to another cup of tea, Hun. Soon I‘ll finish the washing.”
Again, Mr. Han poured tea in his cup and watched his wife working. She really did a good job and there was only one pot left. Finally, she joined him and watched him hopefully. Suddenly, she saw the change in his face and the rising greed in his eyes. He filled his plate and digged in. He ate as if he hadn’t eaten for month. Plate after plate went into his stomach and Mrs. Han forgot to eat. She watched him speechless but with growing lust. Soon, nearly everything on the table was gone and Mr. Han took a break.
“You’re done?” she asked him
“Well sweetheart, I need a break but I’m not done yet. Everything tastes so good and I’m still hungry. I don’t know what’s going on. My belly bulks out and starts to hurt. My shirt and my trousers are snug but I’m not done yet. I’m sorry but I will eat up everything on the table. There won’t be any food for you left.”
“O, I don’t mind, sweetheart. I’ll have some food late on. Just satisfy your feelings and be happy.”
Mr. Han started eating again and Mrs. Han watched him intensely. After a while, he leaned back in his chair and burped several times. Mrs. Han saw his out sticking ball and his shirt was now too snug. It seems as if the buttons will pop. He looked tired and when he stood up, she saw his swollen belly hanging above his belt.
“Well done, Hun. Really impressive. But I see you need a nap. You look tired. So lay down on the bed. I will call you when D.C.I. King arrives.”
“You’re right. I’m tired and I need a nap. I have eaten too much. It hurts. But look at this enlarged bulk: So hard and so firm. I can’t believe how much I have eaten.”
“Go to bed, Hun. You need a nap!”
Mr. Han left the kitchen. He walked slowly out and she heard him entering the sleeping room. She smiled bright. Her plan works. She just wondered why he hadn’t the desire to relieve himself. But she didn’t have time to think about that. She had to prepare the buffet for the guests. This will take much time and lunch will be soon.
Mr. King entered the restaurant. He heard Mrs. Han working in the kitchen. He wanted to greet her but then he was curious about his two fellows. He opened the door to their room and found them snoring. But then, he was shocked and surprised at the same time. They lay on their back and their naked bellies stick out into the air. Both bellies were definitely bigger than the night before. Johns mountain had grown as well as Mr. Browns but Johns mountain looked huge. Mr. King wondered what happened during that night. So, he went into the kitchen to get the news.
Mrs. Han greeted him friendly. She answered his question that she really don’t know what happened. She just was astonished that all the leftover from the buffet were disappeared. She assumes that the two ate all of them. This would explain their ballooned bellies.
“But to know it for sure you can asked them as soon as they wake up.”
“So, let’s wake them up, Mrs. Han. I got news for Mr. Johnson. He should be informed.”
“Okay, Mr. King. Wake them up while I wake up my husband. He wanted to see you.”
Mr. King went back to the snoring two. He put his hand on their shoulder and shook it. Soon, they woke up. Both were still very sleepy. They looked around wondering what happened. But then, Mr. Johnson saw his boss and suddenly he was aware of his situation. Nearly naked he sat on the couch. His huge belly filled out his lap.
“Sir, I’m sorry. I’m too sleepy to go to the bureau and I don’t feel very well. I’ve eaten too much last night.”
“Well, I see your huge belly Mr. Johnson. You must tell me every detail what happened this night. But first of all, I have to inform you that DC Brown has news about the case. He’s a smart man and he found out that there was an unknown person near the motel.”
“Really? Nobody spoke about this person”
“Yes, I know. But you know that he believes Jennifer. And Jennifer always told us that she didn’t kill Mr. White – that he was alive when she left him. So, he went again to the motel and asked Mr. Smith if there happened something unusual or unexpected during that night. Mr. Smith remembered a black car on the parking lot. This is nothing special but he saw the driver sitting behind his wheel. He didn’t leave the car nor did he move it. He sat their smoking cigarettes. The car stood there – maybe just before midnight. It was disappeared when Tom, a chubby stud, began his night watch after Mr. Smith went to bed.”
“So, we have found a witness?”
“Maybe – maybe not. If it’s true what Jennifer says we might have found the murder.”
“Wow, DC Brown made a really good job. That’s adorable.”
“Yes, it is. And together with Mr. Smith he found the place where the car stood. And what else did he find?”
“I’ve no idea, Sir”
“He found a few cigarette butts on the flour. They all were covered with lip stick. You got it! Lip stick, John! It was a female driver behind the stirring wheel.”
“Wow, that’s a totally new and important information.”
“Yes, John and DC Brown was so smart to give those cigarette butts to our forensic. We will have a DNA. We’ll find out who drove that black car.”
“Well done, DC Brown, well done. You can be proud of your son, Mr. Brown. I think he passed the trial period and he will be a detective for a long time.”
“I hope so, John, I hope so. He deserves a bonus when we will find out that this woman killed Mr. White. – But talking about a bonus. You, John, deserve a bonus as well. When I look at your huge belly, I’m sure you need new clothes. Therefore a bonus helps you to buy some.”
“You’re very kind, D.C.I. King. It really helps me because my budget isn’t that big. Going out to eat in restaurants is expensive!”
“Hi there – what’s about me? Look at me. Look at my ballooned and bigger gut. I need a bonus as well to buy me new shirts and new trousers.”
“I’m sorry Mr. Brown. There will be a bonus for your son but not for you. But I did you a favor. I told your wife that you are at a meeting of bakers and that you won’t return soon. And when she sees your enormous belly you can tell her that you have been elected into a jury as a taste tester. You had to test all kind of cakes – you and some other bakers. Finally, the best cake was rewarded. But, before I forget it: Despite the bonus for Mr. Johnson, I bought some clothes for you and Mr. Johnson. You can’t walk around with your old shirt or trousers. They don’t fit anymore. You see I did my best to care for you and Mr. Johnson. That’s all I can do! So, let’s get dressed. I want to see how you look.”
When Mr. King saw Mr. Johnson and Mr. Brown in their new clothes, he was very proud that they fit very well. Mr. Johnson’s clothes were a bit snug but Mr. Brown looks very well.
“Well, well. I’ve done quite well. You look great!”
“Yeah. My clothes are a bit snug, now. Soon, they will fit better and will be a bit lose. Because I’m well bloated right now and this will change in some hours. I’m thankful for the clothes Mr. King.”
“I’m gratefull too, Mr. King. As I’m bloated and my girth is enlarged right now, those clothes will fit for a longer time. I appreciate this, Mr. King.” Mr. King smiles and is satisfied.
“Okay, boys. Let’s go to work. I mean Mr. Johnson and me. You, Mr. Brown, will stay another day at family Han because your wife doesn’t expect you at home before tomorrow.” Mr. Brown nods and Mrs. Han nods too. Mr. Han drops in and D.I. King asks,
“What’s up, Mr. Han? You look pretty good!”
“Umm, yes, chief. I feel a bit bloated. I just wanted to know, if everything was okay last night. I mean the dinner, the food and the arrangement.”
“Of course, Mr. Han. Everything was well prepared and the food was delicious. Send me the bill at home as always, Mr. Han.”
“Okay, Chief. I’ll do that like before. Thanks so far and return soon.”
“Of course, Mr. Han. I always love your cooking and I’ll return. But now, let’s go if there isn’t any question!”