CEO Rescue Me!
CHAPTER 257 – HEAD CHIEF
“Actually you are doing what Ton?” Agung was curious, standing behind Anton's chair to observe Anton's monitor screen.
"This is to protect you all. We all..” Anton replied in a slow tone then pressed the enter button dramatically, “Done! _Udah done!_”
Anton saw the four men around him looking at him with raised eyebrows . Waiting for the explanation to return.
“Gue removes the digital traces you created when it helped to enter fake IP addresses as hacker-criminals trying to track down Prince Zuko.”.
“We leave a trace?” Indra.
“Yupz.. although the trail is faint but for the kidnapper who is observant to worry about being able to trace it,” Anton took off his headset, “Gue hungry Pak Bos and Pak Ketu.”.
Everyone chuckles at Anton's words.
“What is Mr Ketu? Who is Mr Ketu?” Hans scratched the back of his head.
“Pak Ketu means Mr. Chairman. Kan Lu, Hans who became the head chief of Kuping Merah,” Indra chuckled.
“Gue?” Hans was amazed, “Since when I was appointed as Chairman of Gank?”
“Infuturely, Bang. Let's see the age. Bang Hans was the most senior,” the Great chuckled.
“I mean Big Brother, because Bang Hans is the oldest?” Adisti looked at Hans with a grimace.
“Bram.. Bini Lu with Brother-in-law Lu really deh.” Hans looked in annoyance.
“What's Really Bang? Really right?” Adisti now shows off his grin, “Do not glare at Disti, Bang.. later Disti report to Mbak Hana loh. At most tonight Bang Hans can not ration..”.
Everyone laughed at Adisti's words. Except Hans, of course.
Hans grabbed his gawai.
“OK.. What message do you want?”
“Bang.. The hungry me, Bang... I'm!” anton protests.
“Tar first, Ton. I'm negotiating with Boss Lu again. So that he doesn't report to Bini I. Can be said if I can't be yes-yes the same way I..” remarks Hans make the room soundproofed it filled with laughter.
“Sih!” Adisti sneered and laughed again.
“Hans in srimulat mode nih.” Bramasta shook his head, “Rarely!”
“Bang, I'm to the point. I want fried noodles with eggs but not stirred,” Anton put his head on the table.
“OK. How many fried noodles? Which fried rice how much?” Hans looked at them all.
Each one brandished his hand while calling out his order.
“Bang.” Adisti waved his hand to Hans, “Disti want noodles soup pedes.”
“Ma’af Dis, not on the list. The options are only two: fried noodles and fried rice. No noodles kuahan noodles.” Hans smiled happily to be able to reply to Adisti.
“Isssh Bang Hans's.” Adisti sneers, “Peace that sells, Bang..”
“Please why?” Hans frowning.
“She has made and brought broth broth for her trade. But not even used. Isn't it sad, merchant? Where else weight carries..”.
“Astaghfirullahal adzhiiim.” Hans rubbed his face.
Agung and Bramasta hid their laughter.
“Frequently you two chat yes.” Indra took a seat beside Anton.
“Why?” ask Anton curiously.
“So that Hans is more privileged!” Indra replied calmly under the glare of Hans eyes who were looking at her irritatedly.
Agung and Bramasta could not take it anymore. They're breaking up at the same time.
“Ngak. But I'm nanyain Lu, Bang!” Anton looked at Indra.
“Gue?” Indra points to herself, “Why?”
“Gue just why Bang Indra moved a seat near me,” Anton supported his head with his left hand. Staring Indra.
“Ooh.. Because I know your habits, Ton. If you eat fried rice or fried noodles, Lu would not want to eat the crackers. From mubazir mending crackers I eat later.”
“Woiyy Bang's.. Ordered also not yet, have set the position only.” Anton shook his head.
“For crackers, Ton.. crackers.” Indra smiled widely.
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10 Minutes after dinner, they still gathered while reading the comments that came in at the Blue Bird. Also read a tweet about Prince Zuko tonight.
Hans's wire is ringing.
“Silent, please.._Please shut up yes.” Hans said before receiving his call, “Raditya.”
“Wa’alaikumussalam.. Mr. Raditya.” Hans's already turned on the loudspeaker.
The voice at the other end was only the sound of heavy breathing. Occasionally there was a snot sound being pulled from his nose.
The ones in the meeting room looked at each other. They could feel Raditya's sadness.
“Mr Hans..” Raditya's voice rang out, "You saw Prince Zuko tonight?"
“Yes, I saw it. I'm so sorry for what happened to my wife.”
“I. I thought my wife's death was due to a single accident as reports from my agency,” voice Raditya swallow, “Ma’ Mr. Hans. I interrupted your rest time. I don't know who I can talk to anymore about this. After Prince Zuko's impressions, it was hard for me to trust my colleagues even though he was part of my team.”
“No.. Mr. Raditya did not disturb my rest. I'm still in the office right now. When I found out about the death of your wife, I immediately ordered my men to check the location of CCTV roads or buildings around the location.”
“How was the result?” raditya's voice sounded excited.
‘Ma’af, the event was already a year ago. Many buildings use repeat memory cards to save money. After all, around the TKP there are no buildings that have CCTV. Just vacant land and gardens. The location is really quiet. There was no CCTV of the street as well there,” Hans' voice sounded full of concern.
“They planned it well.." Raditya let out another long breath.
“Pak Raditya, where are you now?”
“I'm home.”
“For the next few days, until they're all rounded up, leave your home. For a while living with Mr. Agung in his apartment. Bring all uniforms including your formal uniform.”
The so-called grandmaster gave a grunt looking at Hans. Then he nodded and pointed his thumb.
“Live with Mr Agung?” Raditya astonishment, “But why?”
“Because I'm sure, Mr. Thakur's men are becoming more desperate to eliminate you.”
“I'm not afraid if they want to eliminate me.”
“Pak Raditya, please. The existence of the Father is very necessary to make changes in the body of the Bapak agency. Mr. Raditya as a central figure who dares to fight against the power of Mr. Thakur.”
“But until when should I stay with Mr Agung?”
“As I said earlier, until everything is successfully summed up. I have ordered my men to move in search of people who appear on the CCTV video GOR Saparua. The APV car driver who was the executor of the murder of Mr.'s wife a few minutes ago was moving to Merak Port to cross to Lampung. Already successfully summarized and will be secured in a secret place.”
“Masyaa Allah, as fast as that?” Raditya sounds excited again, “Master Hans, let me meet that person.”
“No,” Hans firmly replied, “Not yet.”
“I want to hear directly the caption!”
“You believe in me?” Hans stared at his gawai, “Be quick to pack now. My people will pick you up. The same person who delivered the phone to you.”
“I'm packing now. But allow me, tonight to meet that person!”
“Sabar, Mr. Raditya. Hold yourself first. If you chase this guy, then all you get is a snake tail. His head and body were still intact and united. Snakes can still live. There is a foreign saying that to kill a snake, you must cut off its head.”
Raditya. Only his breathing rang.
“There is an office of this country that likens to rotten fish. The rot starts from his head. So before the rot spread throughout the body of the fish, then throw his head,” Hans spoke while typing a message on his dress.
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D4rah a quarter of mafioso in Hans' body played a big role as Pak Ketu in Kuping Merah huh.
The ma'af late repost. ⁇