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36. Troubleshooting nugget jengkol

Elsewhere, under the overpass that time was tornado -

The doll-selling man called by actors A and G made a hiding place using a pile of cardboard and neatly arranged sacks to form a small camp.

He has the initials Z.

"I ran away from there when I heard gunshots. My decision was right to leave the doll with the body there."

The man thought he had escaped, but tonight was longer than he thought. At around 2pm there was a noise outside the tent.

Z heard the commotion, he armed himself with a knife, slowly the sound disappeared and turned into the sound of small footsteps like the sound of animal footsteps.

Z peeked out from the small gap between the sacks he stacked only visible colored light moving motion. Z gulped when he realized that the moving red object was a dog's eyeball.

"Graagghhh...!!!"

A group of hunting dogs ambush Z who is in hiding.

The owner of the dog is none other than a police officer who is in charge of investigation and pursuit. This police is upset because the public did not report to the police and instead to BPOM.

"According to the information of villagers rambutan BPOM detective was the first to handle this case. He should have been a cop. I want to meet him, the dog-nosed man."

Z is ganged by the dog until one eyeball is removed. Before he whimpered, the police officer drugged him unconscious. The most gruesome method of arrest that humans have ever practiced in modern times was carried out by this police.

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The owner's creepy appearance like the Butcher made Hasan a little scared. Hasan tried to think positively, maybe this guy was cutting beef.

"Good night I can ask you a few questions. It's about your merchandise."

Judging from his face the man seemed to be not Muslim, and looked unfriendly as well.

Hasan turned around,

"Wait on! Why did you leave? I'm a big fan of yours!" Said the man suddenly.

Hasan turned to the man's face and saw his expression turn 180 degrees.

"But you look busy, if I'm busy I can come tomorrow."

"No no no no! Come in today. I also need to clear my trademark name of Mr. Hartono's charge."

Hasan followed the man into his house. Hasan was surprised to find the inside of the house was very clean and neat, there were 2 fat women and 3 toddlers in the living room.

"Your house is quite crowded." Hasan is stale.

"They're both my wives." Sahut the father.

"so yeah. Can polygamy be?"

"In Indonesia it is still possible as long as it can provide and share affection. In addition, please inhale the smell of this nugget. Nugget is the basis of Mr. Hartono report to BPOM." Bright mr. butcher. Let's call him that according to Hasan's first impression.

Hasan covered his nose as he smelled the nugget, but something was strange. Hasan smelled it again and began to realize that the nugget actually did not smell, but it was a distinctive aroma of a mixture of jengkol and meat. Somehow the smell is less fragrant, but it certainly is not a foul smell as reported.

Mr. Butcher explained. "I made a nugget with a jengkol taste because it was inspired by the story of Mr. Hasan who found rats in jengkol food. I did not think the smell thing even invited Mr. Hasan here. I dare swear not to put any rotten ingredients let alone poison into it. Mr. Hartono died after eating my jengkol just a coincidence."

Hasan tasted the jengkol nugget and it turned out to be delicious, as a result he bought his nugget 3 boxes on the grounds of investigation and also asked for the seller's number for the cod.

[You are how the hell! I told you not to waste money! 20 Box nuggets for what to try?]

"Ehh...! make no mistake, baby. These nuggets are available for a month, so you don't have to cook for a month. This nugget is as good as fancy food."

After that Hasan hung up his phone without listening to his wife's opinion again.

"How much does everything cost?"

"800 thousand mas."

Hasan fanned his money, then asked to go home to the 20 boxes by renting power ojol.

Pink Man who just saw Hasan buy the suspect's merchandise.

"What are you doing Hasan?"

"I bought her food. There was no poison in the food, it smelled bad as the whistleblower said because it was a jengkol nugget, even though it tasted really good. Maybe Mr. Hartono died from eating this nugget."

Hasan feeds a smelly nugget into Pink Man's mouth which he spits out without biting.

"Hahahaha....!!!" Hasan laughed after bullying Pink Man.

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Long story short Hasan is looking for Mr. Naryono who apparently hid in Nina's house. The senior took a bath and ate after falling into the mud.

"Emm good night."

Nina opens the door for Hasan and Pink Man and they are both invited to eat. Hasan opened a box of nuggets that he planned to use as evidence of the seller's innocence.

Hasan placed it on the dining table and put it on the plate Nina had prepared for her.

"If it's for evidence why did you open it here?"

"We only need a few to be used as evidence, leave half, the other half for me who is out of capital." Hasan.

Hasan distributed the Nugget to Pink Man, Nina who had eaten leaving Hasan and the others at the dinner table.

"So what did you get Mr. Hasan?"

"The real fact is that the merchant Hallim was innocent. The foul-smelling nuggets that were the reason we came here did not contain any harmful ingredients. The foul odor comes from the basic ingredients of making nuggets, namely jengkol. Then the whistleblower's death was just a coincidence." Hasan said while eating jengkol nuggets.

"Is it really that simple?" Pak Naryono hesitated.

"It's none of our business sir, we better get to the next place. I've also taken a photo of the merchant if one day it takes."

Hasan pulled the keys to the car on the table with the intention of getting them to continue their journey. But Nina instead offered them to spend the night. Because as we know, it's dark outside.

Pink Man said he wanted to stay, Hasan also wanted to, because the voice of Mr. Hasan was forced to follow the will of his men.

Finally, the BPOM officers stayed in the living room of Nina's house. Nina's mother lives alone so her house is not too narrow.

"Tomorrow we have to leave early in the morning because our appointment with the client is 10 am. 2 hours drive there means we have to leave at half 7 am."

Hasan nodded then closed his eyes. 

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