Doppelganger: Detective Frans' Adventure
Detective Frans

Cold, dark, feels very tight. Where am I? Last time I stood on top of an abandoned building. Viewing the highway under—jalan Kota Jakarta which is always crowded. It was the last thing I remembered, suddenly I had trouble breathing, because two people were smothering me from behind. It looks like they smother with a handkerchief that has been given chloroform—ya, it's chlorophome, it took me a few minutes until I was unconscious.

I tried to thrash, but consciousness was disappearing. The body gradually went limp and the surroundings turned dark. I fainted and didn't know who they were. Is it my father's enemy, or is it the kidnappers who like to sell human internal organs. What do they want? What is the grudge against a landlord's father? Questions popped up in my head.

How now? I don't know where this is, this place is so narrow and so dark. I creeped out in fear, my phobia relapsed. Yes, obviously, I have claustrophobia. Ever since I was a child I was afraid of the dark and narrow space. It was horrible, like I was going to be stuck and out of breath.

There was a faint sound of people laughing. It looks like this body is inside the crate and locked very tightly. The laughter may have been in another room, next to where I was lying. I could be in the barn. Their laughter grew louder.

I heard the word harbour from one of the men. There were probably about five people laughing. My instincts are always sharp, and my deductions are often precise. I can guess a person's behavior just from the look in his eyes. I can even tell where this guy came from. Right enough. I'm a private detective, who often helps the police investigate a case.

I'm Frans. Not like my father who's a land broker. I prefer a job that challenges adrenaline and is thoughtful in breaking it. I also have fear. This phobia that I have is always my weakness.

It comes to my mind, they may be the crime family that I unmasked and committed. They might want revenge. Whether it's his sister or his son, maybe they don't accept any of his family members languishing behind bars.

This country is full of crime, corruption, and hypocrisy. Many corrupt officials. Drug dealers sell freely. Corruptors live luxuriously in prison—asal a lot of money, live bribes judges or the police, they can already live a good life in a holding cell. The prison is like a private house with various facilities. Even boarding children do not necessarily have complete facilities.

This country is huge. Various tribes, religions, languages, and scattered cultures complete the island series that spread from Sabang to Merauke. A beautiful country with many nicknames. Equatorial emeralds, the lungs of the earth, countries with abundant biodiversity and natural resources. It is even referred to as the lost Atlantis—paradise that once sank at the bottom of the ocean.

“Hoi! Eject me!!” My voice shrieks like a dog shot by a bullet. My voice makes my ears hurt. A few moments later, there was the sound of footsteps approaching where I was lying.

“Hoho, apparently you're conscious, Mr Detective? Are you thirsty? Do you maybe want to pee?” a heavy voice sounded above me.

I banged on the board that was blocking her from seeing her face. The thick, locked casket cover is very strong, I thought.

“Hei! Get me out of here!”

“Oya! It turns out that this brave Detective Master can whine like a child, it is a shame,” said the man in a mocking tone. “Take your time to rest, because soon this country will be destroyed!”

“What do you mean? You son of a bitch! Get me out of this tight spot!” my hand kept pounding the lid of the crate.

“Well, do you know where this is? Now we're on the ship. Precisely on the lower deck, a space filled with cargo of goods and groceries. Exactly on the top deck is our beloved president, sailing to Kalimantan. We will give a little gift for him and the people of this country.”

The man's answer surprised me. What gift does he mean. I know, they are *******. I can guess from the threatening sentence. If the president is on this ship. They must be planning something bad.

“What do you mean!? Quickly get me out, you coward!” I got angry and shouted louder.

“What happens if an explosion occurs and the president is killed? There will be chaos and big news for other countries. That's a gift we will present to our honorable president,” the man replied in a light and confident tone.

“Damn you guys, get me out, I'll beat you up!” I'm losing control.

There was laughter from his friends. They laughed at me who could do nothing. A terrible evil laugh. The sound of the true devil's laughter. How satisfied their laughter thought of the unlucky fate of the president who would be killed by the bomb.

“Take me out right now! I'll find the bomb!”

“Surprising! Very confident of you. Incredible, as has been reported. Be patient, five minutes is just a minute. I'll give you a code, so it's easy to find the bomb. Listen carefully, Mr. Detective. The code is, ‘green and calm soaring from the middle, difficult like dorabellachiper point 67.’”

The man stepped away from my coffin followed by the sound of his accomplice steps. What can I do, it's dark in here, narrow and stuffy. I'm thinking as hard as I can. Petiku swayed, because the ship was bobbing over the sea. Five minutes feels so long. Rehearsed the steps that approached my pet. Looks like they're getting ready to open this box. Luckily my hands are not tied. I'll do the plan I put together.

They opened the lock on the crate. I think there are six padlocks and one chain wrapped around this box. There was a sound of squeals and chain scratches hitting the wood crate. I'm getting ready to go out. If they're carrying firearms, I'm gonna get one bullet in my arm. If it was just sharp weapons they were carrying, I would have incapacitated them in six strikes.

Close the crate open and my hand immediately grabbed the edge. I threw my feet up and pinned the neck of the thinnest man. I broke his neck with my legs that were missing on his neck. I saw three other men not carrying weapons. Only one man was carrying a pistol complete with a silencer and he was wearing a cowboy hat. As per my prediction, my biggest risk should be getting shot. It would be safe to avoid the bullets. That gun only contained three bullets. I pulled the shirt of the man standing on my right. I pushed him forward and he fell down. Two others attacked me simultaneously.

Apparently the one holding the weapon was their leader. I ducked down as the two men were punching. The gunman put his gun. I pulled the man's foot to my left. He fell down, I quickly got to stand with me. The man in the hat fired his gun. Just as I was standing, the bullet hit his own men who I was defending from behind, the bullet went through his stomach.

“Shoot again now if you dare!!” I shouted while repelling the attack of the man on the right who was trying to kick me. Hastily, though, the man in the hat pulled the trigger again along with his men who I had pushed forward and fell down was waking up— bullets hit the neck of the newly standing man—his body was jumbled and thumped hard on the wooden floor. Just one more opponent and the man in the hat.

I'm desperate because his men on this one are pretty strong. He was stout and taller than me. I was cornered until I hit the cargo hold. Next to me was a mine, I pulled the mine and ran around my opponent. My position is right behind him. I quickly wrapped the mine around his neck. I pulled the mine with all my might. My opponent fell dragged while his leg kicked around.

The slash!! The bullet touched my left arm. Lucky misses and just scratches a little. I had the bullet in the hat man. My opponent was already out of breath from suffocating.

I ran towards the man in the hat. He's shorter than me. I took the empty gun. I hit him very hard on the back of his head. The man in the hat fell down while groaning. I hit him again with my right arm. He fainted motionless.

I had to rush to find the cabin where the president was to tell him that there was a time bomb ready to go off. I took the man's hat's watch. Fifteen minutes later the bomb went off. I ran out of the cargo room. Towards the top deck, the president must be in the dining room. I can't find the plan of this ship.

I finally quit because I met a waitress. I asked if the president was really on this ship. The waiter said yes and informed him that the president was having lunch. I asked him where the dining room was. I rushed to the dining room. It turned out to be deserted. There is no president there.

I'm trying to calm down, the president's life is on the edge. I gasped for breath, for a moment I recalled the code given. "Green and calm soar from the middle, difficult as dorabellachiper point 67." I can immediately guess what is meant by point 67. Maybe it's the president's cabin number. There was a sound from the ship's speakers who informed him that the ship would soon be anchored in a port near the forest of Borneo. Next to the dining room is cabin number 54. I walked down the hallway and reached cabin number 67. I knocked on the door, a few moments later the door opened. Guards opened the door. I'm notifying you that there was a bomb on this ship installed by *******.

I was still trying to catch my breath, my face filled with sweat. “I'm not lying, sir! Trust me and immediately secure the president now.****** there are five people and I have disabled, they are on the bottom deck,” my breath still continues to sting like an asthmatic.

“Do not create panic. Are you serious about your report?” the guard looked doubtful.

I tried to convince the presidential guard, I showed my identity. Eventually they believed and immediately took the president off the ship to the very top. We're getting ready to get off the ship. There were two minutes left when we headed out. Arriving at the shipyard, suddenly there was a loud explosion sound from the forest after a few seconds appeared thick black smoke and orange visible from the stern of the ship.

Forest burned. I miscalculated, I lost the game******* the foul. It turns out that what is meant by green and calm soaring from the middle is the location of the bomb. Not on a ship, but in a green jungle, and soaring means smoke from an explosion from the middle of the forest.

I grit my teeth. I was furious and angry, because they were destroying the forest by detonating a bomb. How many birds, apes, plants and other animals died. My green Indonesia must cry because the forest is burning.

After further investigation. It turns out that they are a group of hunters who often hunt rare and protected animals in the Kalimatan forest. They send the game to a big city like Jakarta. Written by Frans - End of Career Notes.