Summary:

After finding out the identity of the maniac, Kid and Nikov intend a plan which the killer, a former ISIS militant Khaled Kalidou, will be trapped and Paris Fashion Week will continue as usual. However, the end isn't about their capture, but rather, a short story before Khaled Kalidou decides to finish himself.

Carrying with Khaled together a computer of Hassan, Kid and Nikov understands the real intention of Khaled. And the computer places them abroad again.


Paris, France

The laugh of Khaled spread the night. Yes, his behavior resembled much of Jihadi John and the insanity of his developed from the time he was with Daesh. But now, he joined Al-Qaeda rank in opposing the death of his brother Osama. He prayed to Allah before he departed.

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20:30

Paris, France

Still in Paris, when the Fashion Week was about to begin, a lot of officers were ordered to station around. The models' identities were kept in secret to be safe.

Having tasted the stories of Jenny Esparza and the leaking out of stories of other two unlucky models, the fear increased everywhere among female models.

Inspectors Jannes and Diagné issued the idea that it must be done indirectly and that he must feel that he would kill another. Seeing how Khaled decapitated the three girls before, they just had something to do with.

They needed to have a clear understanding of his motivation.

Inside there, the model Jeannie Beatrix-Pauce, also 25 years old, silver-haired, but quite French in nature with her own beret hair, was informed about the story of her friend Jenny Esparza, throughout the eyes of police. She had to hide herself in fear of being the next victim, even though the police was not clear if Khaled truly wanted to target Jeannie or not. Nonetheless, she was encouraged to continue.

For Dora-the-Kid and Dora-nikov, it must be dealt in the way which must be ended. They just waited for the arrival of Khaled there.

"The Malian Jihadi John … wow."

"(That's still the nicest. If you want to prefer something more violence, nope.)"

"Yeah … already beheaded three young women, I must say this maniac is about to be uncovered."

Kid and Nikov stayed on a hired Nissan car, and sat down, waiting for the time. This was the nightfall about in the next day, and the clock pointed to 20:30. They waited for the actions until it could be finally concluded.

This became a must-done duty.

As the models entered in, some of the last one, included Jeannie Beatrix-Pauce, looked on the moment of time. Meanwhile, in outside of the exit room, an old British-taxi styled car arrived as well.

This was …

"Oh, la beauté est ici." (Oh, the beauty is here.)

The man wore a similar hooded coat, and the coat of his was revealed: a blue one. As the rains were about to happen, the man even got furious to see the exit entrance of the hosting building in the Rue de Saïgon. Yes, he was there as well.

On the car, he carried the heads of three Barbie dolls, meaning three victims decapitated by himself. He was looking for the fourth, before trying to seize more lives.

"Enfoncer des bâtards de l'État islamique, vous pouvez utiliser l'industrie de la mode, mais je vais tuer chacun d'entre eux jusqu'au compte à rebours final." (Fucking Islamic State bastards, you may use fashion industry, but I will kill each of them until the final counts down.)

The scary scenes of the decapitation of Yuushirou Katanaki, Lü Sunjun and Jenny Esparza became something he liked and despised on the same time. Yup, it was him, the young, energetic Malian man from Timbuktu, Khaled Kalidou. He looked into the street and still remembered about the frightening yet funny scenes for him.

Also, the moment he handled Mohamed Abdoulaye Keïta and Hassan Benbarki kept coming too. And he liked it even more. Since he didn't see Bilel Khadji or whereabout, he was turning the target to Ismail Gazavashvili, the Georgian jihadist who forced his brother Osama to die.

"Le géorgien, vous ne survivrez pas longtemps. Souviens-toi de moi, Ismail, je te ferai mal, quand je décapiterai Jeannie." (The Georgian, you will not survive long. Remember me, Ismail, I will make you pain, when I behead Jeannie.)

Dora-the-Kid and Dora-nikov, meanwhile, noticed about a vehicle, black, looked like ancient British taxi car, putting outside the exit entrance of the building in the Saigon Street. From this moment, Kid understood that, something was fishy around.

"The donkey is here."

As police was guarding for the Fashion Week to begin, Kid and Nikov ordered a female police officer, Luca, to stand still. Inspector Ousmane and Édouard were also informed, but at least Kid and Nikov would handle him.

He entered in the corner house where lied the car of Khaled, an old British-taxi car that was still at work. The Hackney carriage, in black.

As Khaled was about to go out, the appearances of Kid and Nikov turned out to be a surprising advantage. Khaled had already carried an axe which he used to behead Yuushirou and Lü, while he kept his katana in the back. But then, an English voice arrived.

"Taxi!"

"Huh?" Khaled was about to leave when he heard about a man called taxi. Thinking that he might be discovered, he chose to stay in the taxi car, his favorite Hackney one, and waited.

He didn't know something was coming.

And, of course, Kid and Nikov came along. Both were very well-armed and they were waiting for Khaled, something the Malian must have to feel a big pressure and strain on his mind.

Then, Kid and Nikov, didn't bother what's next, opened the door and sat into the taxi. It was very well-cleaned, perhaps something to make ready. For Khaled, he planned to the next execution there.

But …

"Driver … do you … mind if we talk something with you?"

"Which to talk, sir?"

"Well … you have a man who used to transfer money elsewhere. His name is … Taha, right?"

The word "Taha" from Dora-the-Kid triggered the feeling of Khaled Kalidou, but this time he understood, the reason behind two guests to sit there must be … police. They knew about him this time. But he tried to be calm.

"Which Taha?"

"A man arrived with a conclusion to you and your gang at homeland that, if you work for Mr. Al-Salih, your gang would be paid with price. That man offered you when you and your big brother chose the path of jihad, don't you?"

"I don't know what are you talking about …" Khaled's face became nervous.

"Another thing is, Osama was one of top high-ranking member of the ISIS group in West Africa, notably Mali. He conducted operation and financial robbery to increase the power of the group and expanding Islamic militancy in West Africa, right?"

"…"

"You worked under his supervisor and became Mali's notorious Jihadi John. Jihadi John of West Africa. And he appeared to be … your soul, your heart. So, when you had to learn that he was betrayed and forced to death penalty, you could not believe it. So, you want vengeance, against the man named Taha and those who forced Osama to death."

"…" Each time Kid told to Khaled, the face of Khaled turned colder and colder. He knew that it would be about his time.

"You spent a year under Al-Qaeda after defecting from Daesh, and learnt about the fact ISIS members had secretly facilitated fashion industry in several parts of the world, notably in France. Some members involved there with secret support from CEOs of fashion companies to take cover, in exchange for the dirty money and their political aspiration. And so, you collected a report of people, including … models, which before you found from the computer of Hassan Benbarki."

The way Kid told showed that the American cowboy didn't intend to hide it. Khaled, saw it, soon turned to smile, he knew what's waiting for him.

"How do you know?"

"Because of Osama … and a hunted figure, Bilel Khadji." Kid smiled in response: "You're still a jihadist, regardless of behavior. But I believe Yuushirou was not the first to be beheaded on the model. The first model you had beheaded, was a month ago. It was a female and also 25 years old like the later victims."

"Tunisia's Deana Mechkarbi …" Khaled confessed, his face looked into the steering wheel: "Deana Mechkarbi is the favorite daughter of the already killed Djafer Mechkarbi, also a notorious ISIS member. She enrolled from the industry and her career served as a tool of her dad. The red-haired girl with a hair style of Merida in Brave … when I asked for her father, she tried to hide, so I understood, the fashion industry had accepted several nominees named by ISIS members."

"That's why you beheaded her first. From this point, you began to conclude the fashion industry in France has some Daesh involvement. And so you chose to kill both models and ISIS supporters."

"As long as it served for the benefits of Al-Qaeda."

"Al-Qaeda never encouraged beheading somebody unlike ISIS. They are ugly as hell, but Al-Qaeda has been more humane, than the Daesh. But you just added your ugly side, like when you were a Daesh member."

"I am neither passionate of Al-Qaeda. But … for God sake, this is the best to pay vengeance for Osama."

"You don't." Kid examined clearly: "You paid vengeance for no one. Osama was a dog. You are even uglier than dogs, Khaled. You wanted vengeance, but you settled it by joining Al-Qaeda, which was no better outside being more humane. Like your stinky brother, you decapitated four models and caused a brutal shooting toward two ISIS members, and you thought you were doing justice?"

"Huh …"

"You should have given up and turn yourself to police. You don't. Your choice is now yours. Even though we would not handle, but the others will." Kid stunned Khaled: "Before the last minutes, I want a question for you, do you know Taha Belal Abdallah Al-Shami?"

The feeling ran high among the soul of Khaled Kalidou, and within times and times, he realized, it was a must-do option. So …

"Taha … he had disappeared one year ago and no one knows where is he … But I knew he's still funding money for terrorism and global activities of ISIS … but on the same time, this bastard financed for many Middle Eastern and other international politicians to get bribery and to keep his plan in check … some even said … his power is above many politicians, but he is under charge of somebody … no one knows … He has been declared death due to absence, but … I feel he is still alive elsewhere."

"And?"

"He did it alone. But he was instrumental on promotion of those models. And now, I want to know where is he, and … his other money being flooded elsewhere. I knew it …" Khaled tried to laugh, but he couldn't: "Oh, I chose Al-Qaeda … because I knew there would be no return, no re-run. To fight for the dreaming of the Caliphate … but I soon understand that … no one would ever allow it. So … what's the meaning of it?"

"You can give me the computer of Hassan Benbarki." Kid said as his gun pointed from the back: "Give me the information, then you can go."

"You can find in the trunk of it …" Khaled also carried a German-made pistol, this was the pistol he used to kill Mohamed Abdoulaye Keïta and Hassan Benbarki: "Maybe … Allah has told me … that … But … by a way, Americans …"

"What?"

In the term of feeling ran depth, Khaled made the final words like a sign of warning:

"Be careful if you want to see … this is not simple … corrupt officials, corrupt regimes, Islamic militancy, CEOs, … all have related to something. Taha … when I checked the last, he was elsewhere in the Far East of Asia, where he since then, disappeared. I dunno what to expect … but the run would go with … or without you."

As Kid and Nikov were staying on the car hearing the final words, they were ready to wait for any action. But suddenly, from the same vehicle, a gun …

… triggered.

"BANG!"

Much of Kid and Nikov's surprise, Khaled Kalidou had chosen to point the gun on the head, and he fell after the bullet hit his temple. The front glass was filled with his blood, and they knew what had he done.

No shooting.

And that's it. His body fell down into the steering wheel, and he acted none. No more reaction, and all just came with it.

"He had committed suicide … in the car."

Right in Paris, the murderer who beheaded four models and killed two ISIS sympathizers, chose death penalty for his own self. Of course, Kid and Nikov didn't forget to carry out the computer, but on the same time, they discovered the gruesome truth. Overall, for them, the case was closed and Khaled Kalidou had ended himself … and not trying to behead Jeannie as he planned.

Khaled recognized, resisting would be no use, because Kid and Nikov were far from the decapitated models and careless ISIS bosses. His last will hid in the computer, and both of them decided to carry on.

So … it had ended … like this.

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Paris, France

Charles de Gaulle International Airport

Kid and Nikov read the press in English and French, as the new spread out.

And they knew it.

Khaled Kalidou, who was responsible for the deaths of four models, was found dead in his car, by committing suicide. However, a loose collection discovered the truth of connection between several fashion designers and ISIS supporters. And, many CEOs were forced to resign, or to be arrested.

French police had made a number of arrests and anti-terrorist operations, hoping to unveil how several ISIS members could use fake identities to reach France, and they believed several fashion CEOs had their hands involving it.

The head of Deana Mechkarbi, the Tunisian model who was reported missing a month ago, was also discovered in the trunk of Khaled's car. They soon recovered her headless body back after seeing it in a garden outside Saint-Denis. They also identified she was the eldest daughter of ISIS financial chief and recruitment in Iberia, Djafar, who was also died by shooting with Khaled.

Bilel Khadji, who was arrested by the police, confessed his link to ISIS and how ISIS used fashion industry to finance for its activities after moving to hideout. While Bilel was, indeed, an ISIS member, he attitude gained affection and the court decided to sentence him 15 years in prison, but he might be released earlier if he could be good enough.

Trials would go on as scheduled. And …

… the Paris Fashion Week lost its taste due to such discovery.

"Cannot believe it … a number of CEOs from fashion industry collaborated with ISIS …"

"(World is hard to understand. Cannot believe that as well.)"

"How about Jeannie Beatrix-Pauce?"

"(She is happy now.)" Nikov looked on as she, another long-leg model of Louis Vutton, preferred to persuade her higher career by moving abroad more. Her yellow eyes showed the purity inside, which Kid and Nikov might have seen from the far away of the gate.

"And so are Deana, Yuushirou, Lü and Jenny."

"(Indeed.)" Nikov breathed a long time before they booked their flight from there to another country.

On the same time, the List they still kept truly registered a number of names of CEOs and high ranking officials working with ISIS. So they were still doing for the honor of Abdulla.

Inspector Ousmane Diagné would return to Mali after the case, but he didn't forget to blink the eye to Kid and Nikov, who sat far away over one kilometer. Kid and Nikov took their smile, as they departed away … for a new trip with their own money.

But far away, elsewhere in Northern Italy, in the coldness of the mountain region, a man came out. Tall, strong, and an African by looking, since he is dark-skinned, he looked to other people.

"Questo è il tuo cibo, signora." (This is your food, madam.)

The tall, strong and quiet black man soon received a message from another fellow.

"Dembe?"

"Do you think Kid and Nikov are trustworthy?"

The man knew about them. And he had contact with Dembe Zuma, the South Sudanese Muslim fighter.

"Yes. Raymond Reddington … did tell it so."

On the plane, Kid and Nikov left to the far away land in Asia, where they expected to see the new phase.

"Alright, what's next?" Kid wondered.

"(You have carefully chosen the location, don't you?)"

"In God we trust, friends … In God … we trust."

And so, with Kid and Nikov departed away, their journey would head to a very new, new road. They were still wondering, and wandering …