When they got to the ground floor, they saw there was another person there.
"What's the matter, Sir?" asked the guard to the person who just came.
"This gentleman, Mr. Shernhuh Gueykuang, is the deputy manager here. He works here every day. But his working hours end at four in the afternoon." Shiuander explained to Iren and Yihshyong.
"Earlier, someone called my house. That person asked me to come here immediately," said the person.
"Who called you, Sir?" The guard looked surprised.
"I don't know. I wasn't home when my wife got the call. The person who called said I had to come here immediately because it was an emergency."
"What kind of emergency is that person referring to?" The guard frowned.
"I don't know. My wife said the guy didn't go into details."
"You didn't try to call here to see what was going on?" asked the guard.
"No. This has happened several times before. So when there is something urgent, I really have to come here. You don't know because you haven't been working here long."
"You said something like this had happened several times," said the guard. "What kind of emergencies usually happen?"
"It would take me a long time to explain that." Shernhuh Gueykuang sighed. "The bottom line is that this is part of my job."
The guard nodded.
"But don't you already know that you have to contact me if anything happens?" Shernhuh Gueykuang looked at the guard with such a sharp gaze.
"I know, Sir! But it wasn't me who called your house."
"Okay! Maybe just a prankster. Or some of our colleagues are playing a trick on me," said the person. "Mr. Shiuander, have you found the things you are looking for?"
Shiuander looked at Iren and Yihshyong.
"There's one thing we haven't managed to get to," Yihshyong said.
"What things, Sir?" Shernhuh leaned forward.
Yihshyong showed them the empty box they got from one room on the third floor.
"Oh! This mustache trimmer," exclaimed the deputy manager.
"Do you know about this stuff?" Iren cheered in his heart.
"Yesterday, someone called us to buy this item," said the person. "If I'm not mistaken, we still have five of these items. Since they are rare items, they are quite expensive. So we were a bit surprised when he said he would buy them all."
"He bought them all?" Yihshyong gaped.
"He also bought something else. I forgot what the other stuff was." Shernhuh Gueykuang tried to remember.
"Who was on the phone at that time?" asked Shiuander.
"One of the employees here. But we can't reach him right now. He's been out of town this afternoon. The person said a member of his immediate family is sick. He won't be back here in three days at the earliest."
"Are there no sales records, Sir?" Yihshyong asked.
"I'll check first, Sir!" Shernhuh Gueykuang said. "Let's go to my office."
Iren, Yihshyong, and Shiuander then followed the man to the room where he worked every day. The guard did not follow. He returned to the place where he should be guarding.
Shernhuh Gueykuang opened a folder and checked its contents. "That's right, Sir! He bought five units of that stuff. Apart from that, he also bought five units of iron handcuffs. Of course, we sent those things complete with boxes. That's our specialty here. I also don't know why there's still one empty box above."
"Iron handcuffs like this, Sir?" Iren opened his plastic bag and showed him the box they took from the room on the second floor."
Shernhuh Gueykuang looked again at his notes. "That's right, the handcuffs are like this. What is this, Sir?" That person looked towards Shiuander.
Shiuander just smiled, shrugging.
"Would he be willing to sell us a unit of the mustache trimmer he bought from here yesterday?" asked Iren.
"I don't know, Sir! Since he bought several units, it is possible that he intends to resell them to someone else."
"When the person came here, did you see him?"
"The person never came here. He asked us to send the goods directly to his house," said the person.
"How about we just ask for the address?" Shiuander said. "Let us go straight to him."
When they got to the ground floor, they saw there was another person there.
"What's the matter, Sir?" asked the guard to the person who just came.
"This gentleman, Mr. Shernhuh Gueykuang, is the deputy manager here. He works here every day. But his working hours end at four in the afternoon." Shiuander explained to Iren and Yihshyong.
"Earlier, someone called my house. That person asked me to come here immediately," said the person.
"Who called you, Sir?" The guard looked surprised.
"I don't know. I wasn't home when my wife got the call. The person who called said I had to come here immediately because it was an emergency."
"What kind of emergency is that person referring to?" The guard frowned.
"I don't know. My wife said the guy didn't go into details."
"You didn't try to call here to see what was going on?" asked the guard.
"No. This has happened several times before. So when there is something urgent, I really have to come here. You don't know because you haven't been working here long."
"You said something like this had happened several times," said the guard. "What kind of emergencies usually happen?"
"It would take me a long time to explain that." Shernhuh Gueykuang sighed. "The bottom line is that this is part of my job."
The guard nodded.
"But don't you already know that you have to contact me if anything happens?" Shernhuh Gueykuang looked at the guard with such a sharp gaze.
"I know, Sir! But it wasn't me who called your house."
"Okay! Maybe just a prankster. Or some of our colleagues are playing a trick on me," said the person. "Mr. Shiuander, have you found the things you are looking for?"
Shiuander looked at Iren and Yihshyong.
"There's one thing we haven't managed to get to," Yihshyong said.
"What things, Sir?" Shernhuh leaned forward.
Yihshyong showed them the empty box they got from one room on the third floor.
"Oh! This mustache trimmer," exclaimed the deputy manager.
"Do you know about this stuff?" Iren cheered in his heart.
"Yesterday, someone called us to buy this item," said the person. "If I'm not mistaken, we still have five of these items. Since they are rare items, they are quite expensive. So we were a bit surprised when he said he would buy them all."
"He bought them all?" Yihshyong gaped.
"He also bought something else. I forgot what the other stuff was." Shernhuh Gueykuang tried to remember.
"Who was on the phone at that time?" asked Shiuander.
"One of the employees here. But we can't reach him right now. He's been out of town this afternoon. The person said a member of his immediate family is sick. He won't be back here in three days at the earliest."
"Are there no sales records, Sir?" Yihshyong asked.
"I'll check first, Sir!" Shernhuh Gueykuang said. "Let's go to my office."
Iren, Yihshyong, and Shiuander then followed the man to the room where he worked every day. The guard did not follow. He returned to the place where he should be guarding.
Shernhuh Gueykuang opened a folder and checked its contents. "That's right, Sir! He bought five units of that stuff. Apart from that, he also bought five units of iron handcuffs. Of course, we sent those things complete with boxes. That's our specialty here. I also don't know why there's still one empty box above."
"Iron handcuffs like this, Sir?" Iren opened his plastic bag and showed him the box they took from the room on the second floor."
Shernhuh Gueykuang looked again at his notes. "That's right, the handcuffs are like this. What is this, Sir?" That person looked towards Shiuander.
Shiuander just smiled, shrugging.
"Would he be willing to sell us a unit of the mustache trimmer he bought from here yesterday?" asked Iren.
"I don't know, Sir! Since he bought several units, it is possible that he intends to resell them to someone else."
"When the person came here, did you see him?"
"The person never came here. He asked us to send the goods directly to his house," said the person.
"How about we just ask for the address?" Shiuander said. "Let us go straight to him."
