31 Days
Playing with numbers
...Just by looking at it...
...*At that time I knew if the woman was a Pel*cur*...
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Since meeting the mad dog, Agus is forced to concentrate on all the files of the investigation process. He prefers to spend time and locked up in the room to read every detail of the death* since 2015 ago.
Agus made a summary of the results of the investigation in the form of a sketch on a large board. He tried to be more detailed and not lose a bit of information. Even Agus continues to collect news and articles in print and online related to this case.
Agus attributed many of the same p*murder patterns of the eight cases that have occurred. The first thing that stood out from the nine cases was the use of the same s*njata p*kill. P*kill using a kind of sledgehammer quite large measuring 6 kg.
The second thing that is related to each other is the background of the same victim. The eight victims were from overseas. Some of them are homeless, have no place to live and do not have regular jobs.
The third thing has the same characteristics but is quite strange. The six victims besides being vilely dib*nuh, one of their limbs was missing. The first victim lost two eyeballs, the next victim there was a loss of k*maluan (p*nis), lost the left ear, lost two front teeth, lost the mother thumbs right foot, lost the mother thumbs right foot, and lastly lost five fingers of the left hand.
All the bodies of the victims were found at random, the location of the six victims spread throughout Jakarta. With the time of death at night about 10 - 12 nights. There are two eyewitnesses who have seen p*kill accidentally.
They gave the same testimony as the description of the perpetrator. They mentioned that at the time there were strangers wearing black raincoats and red rubber boots.
Height about 168 cm, weight about 45-50 kg. Shoulders that are slightly lowered and footsteps that look uncomfortable with oversized boots. The size of the boots is 42.
While his face is not clearly visible because it is late at night, but they assure if the red color of the lips of the person is very striking.
Although there are allegations of the perpetrator wearing lipstick, but investigators have not yet ascertained what it is used by a woman. Because it could be the perpetrator is a man who tries to outwit the vision, lipstick stands out to look like a woman.
So it still can not be identified with certainty what p*mkill was done by women or men. But certainly only 3 characteristics of the feature that police still keep
Agus certainly did not feel satisfied, a lot of unanswered questions right. One of them includes the motives and forensic psychology of the perpetrator.
Agus again saw a row of photo photos when TKP took place. He continued to compare the six photos simultaneously, he wanted to look for similarities that might have been missed.
Suddenly, Agus' eyes saw something quite strange but disturbed his mind. He found out if there was an accident or it was planned.
From the TKP camera shots that the forensic team collected, the m*yat lying near a mystery number. A sequence number that looks abandoned by the perpetrator.
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In the afternoon, Agus was in Bareskrim. He's waiting for Detective Alex in front of the criminal division headroom. Long enough Agus kept silent, even he had wanted to eavesdrop on the senior's chat.
But his intention was not canceled when Alex immediately went out of the door. Agus saw if he walked ignoring her while carrying a paper in hand.
"Sir Alex, we have to talk" said Agus half-screaming as he followed Alex's steps.
Alex stopped and turned his body. Now he saw the skinny boy running up to him with a restless face.
"Hurry and you're back, have you got any answers, son?" ask Alex casually.
"All of Alex's analysis is correct, two cases in Bantar Gebang as related to p*killah 7 years ago. From the type of weapon p*kill, the background of the victims and the unique habits of the perpetrators to treat the body of the victim," explained Agus with a heart.
"Is that all? there's nothing new you've given for the investigation?" alex asked with a face full of pressure.
"I'm not sure sir, it's just that this bothers me enough," Agus replied with a face of disbelief.
"What's that?" ask Alex with a jutek face.
"It looks like the investigative report Mr. Alex gave me, forgetting something left behind in the CPI," Agus explained with a brave face.
"Something?" alex asked back with a frown.
Quickly Agus immediately took out his HP and handed it right in front of Alex. Agus deftly explained that he had summarized six different TKP photos that had been neglected.
"Each victim gets a letter according to the murder sequence number. The small inscription is found on every object closest to the victim.
Similar to the p*killing in Bantar Gebang, number 7 was found at one end of the garbage cart. For punk child victims, number 8 was found written on the back of the jacket he was wearing," explained Agus back.
Alex watched all the details of the picture. But it seems he does not agree with Agus' latest discovery. His face shriveled again in annoyance.
"So you think there will be a victim number 9 later? you wish p*kill it left a silly trail of it huh!" jerk Alex with a growl.
"But that's a fact sir, I'm sure it's not a coincidence. The perpetrator deliberately gave the number in sequence," Agus argued did not want to lose.
"What do you think you're writing a novel!! you see this paper? the prosecutor has transferred the Bantar Gebang case to the Bareskrim serious crime team.
Now you have no right to investigate and you don't deserve to be on this team, okay?" alex is not playing.
After the small debate was over, Alex chose to ignore the presence of Agus. He continued to continue his steps and left Agus just like that.
While the mind of Agus added runyam and tangled. He did not stop thinking if his latest findings even make Alex angry. Though he still hoped that the mad dog could hear a little.
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In the afternoon they returned to the city of Bekasi. This time Farel decided to drive a car from Majalengka. While beside her, Nana instead slept with a snoring voice.
Because too tired on the way, Farel decided to park the car in front of one of the mini markets. He wakes Nana up and asks if she wants anything.
"Buy me some banana milk," Nana asked as she yawned widely.
"There really is?" farel asked unsure.
"Ado ko, just find Rails," replied Nana with a lazy face.
Farel got out of the car and Nana decided to stay in the car. When Farel had just opened the door of the minimarket, he arrived at the collision by a tall man from behind.
Farel was certainly upset by the disrespectful act, he then looked for the figure of the tall man in the minimarket. It turned out that after being traced the man was standing next to an instant noodle rack. But something strange, it turns out that he was peering and watching a woman in front of the cashier.
It turned out that the woman was picking some cond*m packs in front of her. When he was about to pay two packs of cond*m to the cashier, suddenly the tall man held the woman's hand.
"Now you dare to cheat?"said the tall man with a riled face.
The slender-bodied woman also thinned the hands of the tall man roughly. He stared intently and disgustedly at the man before him now.
"Stop following me, you trashy man!" swearing the slender woman bravely.
Just contact the tall man is now in the flames of anger. His right hand freely instantly slapped the woman's smooth face.
A plaaak!!!
The woman directly touched her left cheek with a painful feeling, she was already seen letting out a tear. Instead of fear or guilt, the man prepared to slap her again.
But Farel came swiftly to arrest the mad man. With a cold and angry look, Farel twisted the man's wrist until the sound of bone-crushing snapping sounded.
"Duuu.. duuu.. duuu .. what the hell is this!" shouted the tall man with a cry.
"Basic pervert!! how dare you fight women" Farel said with a faint smile.
Seeing the situation become chaotic, the slender woman also chose to go from the front of the cashier. He left the mini market without buying the cond*m.
Meanwhile, Nana could see the situation in front of the cashier from the windshield. He only smiled faintly when he saw Farel bravely fighting the tall man. Nana certainly watched the woman come out of the minimarket door, even she had time to turn her head back. Nana wanted to see where the foreign woman was going.
The woman walked on foot with urination, she was very upset and embarrassed not even when the man she hated so much always got her in trouble. A ringing sound from her HP rang out, the woman paused for a moment and grabbed the HP inside the bag.
"Yes, this is me banging again until the hotel," said the woman suddenly very soft and seductive.
"You should bring your own kond*m, I did not have time to buy it," he said a little annoyed.
"Please dong, I must have come to hotel room no.9 right?"ask the woman with enthusiasm.
"OK, bye.iya yes..room no.9, will not forget ko," said the slender woman while hanging up the phone with a hurry.