Love of the Journalist
6. Event Search
...6.6. Search Events...
Kirei
He ran to the passenger arrival gate at Ahmad Yani international airport after getting off Ken's car, in pursuit of the latest coverage moments ago when Aldi alerted him via phone.
“Where are you?”
“Against the way, Mas. Home to apartment.”
“Quick to airport now! Again there's a drug courier's hand. We will enter this news into the event search program. According to info, the value is big.”
“Now, Mas? Ta-but,”
“Yes, now! Budi already launched there 15 minutes ago.”
“Good, Mas.”
As soon as the phone connection was cut off, he exhaled a rough breath. Impeachment as a journalist must be put forward at any time. In his backpack is ready equipment that supports his profession.
“Kak, I have coverage at the airport,” he said when the car had entered MT Haryono road and the apartment building was already visible in plain sight.
“OK. I'll take you to the airport. Relax, run out of the airport directly to the apartment save your belongings.” said Ken.
“Thank you, my beloved brother. Mmiahh ..” He laughed while laughing.
“Basic!” Ken grumbled while smiling. But not afdol if not ruffling his sister's hair while chuckling to see the reaction that arises from thin pursed lips.
His breath hunts one-on-one. Entering the passenger arrival door turned out to have many reporters there. Including the Budi mas who waved his hand.
“Huh ... huh .. huh ....” Breathing falters.
“Acturine, Rei.”
“Where, Mas?” asked with a breath that was still gasping, he glanced at the watch on his arm. At 4pm.
“Quiet,” Budi patted his shoulder twice. “Suspects are still being interrogated inside.”
“Terus, how is the info?”
“While info circulating. Suspect is an Indonesian citizen. Girls are young. Bring meth 3 kg from Malaysia.”
“Woww!” sergeant gawked.
A few minutes later....
The emergence of the Ditreskrimsus and Ditresnarkoba teams accompanied by customs officers came out and met with media crews.
“Good day colleagues all. On this day, today, sunday at 15.15 pm, a woman with the initials V aged 18 years was caught carrying a prohibited item suspected of drugs with the type of methamphetamine or methamphetamine weighing 3065 grams. Indonesian Citizen (WNI). The perpetrator was allegedly a courier in charge of delivering goods to Surabaya. That's the information we can tell you so far. Please be patient, as we will explore further for the investigation. Thank you” said Director of Special Criminal Investigation.
“What actors netted overseas syndicates, Sir?”
“What Indonesian Workers Work in Malaysia?
“How many times has the perpetrator smuggled drugs?
“What punishment will ensnare the perpetrator, sir?”
Questions were asked by journalists including himself. But none were answered. They simply passed by, after displaying the perpetrator in a police prisoner's shirt and wearing a ninja cover.
The camera flashes did not waste the time given to capture the suspect. The perpetrator just bowed. Miris, young is already entangled in the cycle of evil he thought.
At first glance he saw Mr. Wadir Reskrimsus. He also ran after her.
“Pak, please take a moment,” he said.
“How many times has the perpetrator committed this drug smuggling act, sir?” tanyanya straightforward while walking to follow the source.
And when he caught a glimpse of it, he frowned.
“Two times,” answer.
“Does he include overseas network syndicates or large networks in Indonesia?”
The man actually smiled, “Later, yes, Mbak—“
“Kirei, Sir, from TVS.” He showed a name tag hanging from his neck.
“Mbak Kirei, we are still in the know. We can't explain it now. If there is other important evidence that strengthens certainly we provide information again,” he continued.
“But, Sir. What—“
Danang stopped his sentence by raising his hand, “Sorry, I have to go back to the office.”
He was tired, but he did not back down.
“Pak, can I meet in the father's office another time,” asked by trying to align his footsteps with the AKBP-ranked police.
“Please,”
“Good. Thank you Pak”
Srak.srak.
He walked down the path under the shade of teak trees whose age may have been a dozen years. His footsteps collided with the dried leaves that fell causing a rustling sound.
After a 15-minute walk from the car stop, because the road to TKP can only be passed on foot. He and Budi arrived at the location of TKP one. The place found the body pieces in a sack of rice which is divided into 8 parts that are discarded along the Kuto river, Alas Roban.
Last night after receiving news directly from Mr. Wadirreskrimsus, this morning he and Budi rolled into TKP 1 using an office car. When we got there, some reporters arrived.
“Please cover the new evidence, before we take it to Polda,” said one of the police named ‘Rendra’ on the name tag.
A flash of camera lights also recorded new evidence of a pendant necklace bearing the name of the victim ‘lundra’.
Mr. Wadir gave a little comment.
“This is new evidence we found after 2 months of investigation. We continue to explore while looking for other evidence. We hope the other clues are also quickly revealed.”
“What body of the victim has been taken by the family, sir?”
“Not yet. Still at RS. Bhayangkara.”
“So far the investigation by the police, was the victim really raped and mutilated?”
“Yes, according to autopsy results by forensic doctor.”
“No. So far we've had orphan victims.”
“How has the response of the boss where he worked or his friends to the victim so far? Must be a little bit of them interacting with the victim?”
“This victim is a famous introvert. Quiet and rarely interact with colleagues in the factory or boarding friends.”
"What are the possible names on the initial pendant of the victim's name and partner, sir? Could be...."
Questions continued to be raised by reporters including himself.
“Lundra,” murmured all the way home he lay.
“Yang clear blend name ‘Alunawati’ with ... Dra. Hendra-Kandra-Candra-Diandra-Rendra?” sahut Budi guessing.
“The name is market, Mas. Too many to trace.”
“But at least we have found the keyword.”
He seemed to be thinking hard, his eyebrows twitched together.
“What friends none of them have ever seen alone with the opposite sex?”
“We interviewed two of his friends. And they answered not knowing and never saw Alunawati walking what else was alone with a guy.”
“When can we go to the orphan foundation in Ungaran, Mas?
“I'm curious, impossible foundation owners do not know their foster children. There must be a trace left there!” duganya.
“Ya, tomorrow morning we go there” reply Budi.
***
Aldiansyah
The event search program has been run four times. Recording the rest 1. Two cases still hanging.
“Oh shit! What kind of work the child, has not been done also case two months ago.” He grumbles.
“Bud, to my room. Bring the new boy,” he said via telephone line office.
“OK,” sahut.
Not long after the girl had been in her room.
“Where is the development of cases of mutilation victims?” ask her to Kirei.
“So far not much has been revealed, Mas. But tomorrow our plan is to go to the foundation that houses it first,” replied the girl.
“We have no time. Taping we left is only 1. While 2 cases are still hanging," he said rising.
“Bud, any solutions?” ask him to Budi.
“Case mutilation we pending. We were after the drug news yesterday at the airport. How?” Budi.
“Sembari looking for a gap hopefully the possibility of a mutilation case was quickly revealed," added Budi.
“OK! Tomorrow we will immediately cover the drug case. You have to dig up as much information to Polda. Show yourself that you are qualified in this field,” press it firmly.
“Good, Mas.” The girl is holding.
“And this ...” He threw a paper map on his desk. “New cases you should cover as soon as.”
Kirei nodded in understanding.
***
Kirei
The day of the office is dark. Azan maghrib's time is over. He decided to pray at the musala office.
“Rome, Ms Rei?” greet the security guard who met him in the lobby.
He smiled, “Iya, Pak”
“Tuh, Mas ojolnya already waiting in front.”
“Still, yes, Sir.” The reply.
The protocol road at night was a little choked up at some point. Ojol tried to break through the traffic jam trying to corner the road, but fateful when the vehicle began to move because the red light had changed green, a car grazed the motor he was riding.
Brainsk ....
He fell along with the motor on the brake suddenly. His leg hit the sidewalk. Torn-down long pants. His knees opened and he bled.
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