DEATH WARRANT
CLUE

“Is what you said earlier true?’’ This man asked in fear. After I threatened to get the authorities to check the bedroom.

“Of course! I don't need that stuff of yours! You guess because I haven't checked your room, We don't know what you're hiding!’’ I tried to condemn it.

He just looked down silently unable to answer. This guy is easily fooled.

“So please cooperate!’’ I smiled at him.

“Alright!” His heart is unable to do anything.

After he let us go to check his room. One by one we did not miss. Every book we keep looking for. I snorted not finding a record of hell.

“Is this what you are hiding?’’ I lifted up the sheets of unclean stuff hidden inside the shoes.

“Ya.” His words were frightened.

“How?’’ I shouted at Nanda. After looking everywhere.

“No.” The answer.

I looked at Riko who had just come to inspect the grounds. Nanda asked him to check the front and back of the house. But he also said the same thing.

My heart began to fidget at the door thinking of something disturbing since then. Riko and Nanda are still talking to the residents of the house. They told him what really happened to his contract mate. Hamdi seemed to be trembling in fear hearing that. He had not expected Angga to die like that.

“Then thank you.” Nanda's voice to Hamdi. We left him.

I'm guessing that guy must have been hiding something in the room. But I did not expect to find such an illicit item. My eyes stopped seeing Riko holding a cell phone. It was certain that he contacted the authorities to check on the man named Hamdi. Riko is the type of person who will solve all aspects of crime. He doesn't care about anything. Justice is firmly established within him. Surely the man named Hamdi, will be surprised to be picked up by the Drug Agency. How could a policeman leave a crime before his eyes. What a stupid man.

I'm walking too fast. Leaving those who are busy holding cell phones. “Did they both call the Drug Agency to arrest him? Just be right. Huh...” The sound of my breath feels warm.

As we walked away from the building, Nanda said slowly, “It seems that you were not so surprised to learn that the hell record does not exist? Did you think the hell record wasn't there?”

I stopped next to him. “Not completely. I'll explain it in the car!”

“Then what will we do?’’

I wiped a face that wasn't sweating. “I don't know. We'll just go back to the Hospital.”

Thus, with almost no plan in mind, we boarded the car.

***

In the middle of the trip to the Hospital, Nanda, who had been thinking aloud suddenly opened her voice. “Misya, Have you ever heard of Voodoo?”

“Voodoo...., A religious tradition from Africa, yes?’’

“Ya, more precisely Nigeria, West Africa. Voodoo followers believe that the human world is also inhabited by spirits.”

“What do you mean?’’ Riko cut Nanda's explanation.

“Santet, magic or magic. Have you heard of it?’’ Nanda asked Riko who was sitting in the back seat.

“Yes, but I don't believe it like that!” Keto.

“Terserusah, which is clearly fine and useful almost the same as Voodoo. Those who use it, believe that the spirit can impact the world of the living. All that they use to do evil to someone or target.”

“Oh yes?”

“Sure, how it works is with black magic. They use it remotely, usually users use a lot of medium.” We listened well to Nanda's explanation without interrupting. “Medium-medium was sent by the user for the ritual to be carried out. Such beliefs are not just deeply entrenched in our cultural bodies. The people of Malaysia and Thailand are also very thick of such things.”

“What does it have to do with hell notes?’’ Tanya Riko put her head closer to the front.

“As far as I know. The ritual has different distances.”

“If the target distance is too far from the user then the santetnya will not work.” Obviously Nanda.

“Failed, You mean?” Sergey Riko.

I saw a confused Riko at the back. “As I said earlier. The hell note will be void if the note is not on the victim. Unlike the usual Santet we hear. Users use mediums such as nail dolls and various kinds.”

“I didn't think that already wearing a demon could also be void. Haha. Misya, it seems you really understand the world like that?’’ Riko smiled to see me.

“At least in the movies I watched. The shamans wear it.” I returned his smile.

“So you mean! Hell's note is the puppet-like medium the shamans use?’’ Ask Riko.

“Ya.’’ I'm nodding.

"Do you just want to ascertain the distance between the victim and the hell record?" Cetus Nanda looked at me.

I'm nodding. " What do you think?"

“Yes, because the note was not in his house. We can make sure the record must be very close to the target to run the ritual. Then it's appropriate that we check in the hospital, that hell note must be there!"

"Looks."

"What makes you so sure? My head can't follow the thoughts of the two of you?" Riko.

"You remember Kirana's mother's hell record?” I asked Riko to remember Kirana's mother's hell records. “The note was given to Nayla one Week before the incident happened to her. Meaning Before, Jara continued to follow the woman. Until the appointed day. Then we can make sure the magician is Jara."

"Because the distance of the hell record with the target must be close huh? Hm.. I finally get it."

"Hey, do you really understand?" I saw him nodding.

“Misya, I really hate the always degrading nature of it, You think almost all the cases we've been in all this time, without my help. You won't be able to crack it.”

“Oh yes. Hahahaha.” I laughed in response.

We both laughed as if remembering all the cases we solved together.

On the way to the hospital, a fast train passed above us. Suddenly I remembered a case that almost took away the reputation of my life. Riko actually came in time when I met the thievery in the fast train. When I tried to catch him. I didn't expect the person sitting behind me back then to be his friend. The sharp-edged knife was already about to swipe my neck.

"Aren't there TKP in the interrogation room? Why are we checking into the hospital?" Kilah Riko broke my daydream. After we were silent for a while.

“Office do you mean?’’ I asked after remembering the case.

“Yes. Hana checked the Angga there. Anyway she also died in the police toilet.”

"The police should have checked the room.” Nanda tries to break Riko's opinion. “If the note is really there. They must have found it. But you said they didn't find him. Aren't you?"

“Yes. Before taking her to the Hospital the police also checked her whole outfit. Still no.”

“I've called the Hospital team to check it.’’ Ketus Nanda's.

“Oi, Police alone can't find him. How could you ask the Doctor to look for him!’’ Riko Snap.

Nanda did not care much about Riko's statement. Instantly both balls of my eyes widened towards Nanda after a while of thinking about why she called the Forensics Team. “Do-not..”

“Oh, have you noticed?’’ Nanda was so serious about seeing me.

“What possible! Angga swallowed that hell record?’’

“Install?’’ Cetus Riko was surprised.

“Yes. From the theory you explained, it must be that the hell record is in his stomach!”