Murder In The Old Castle
107. Mysterious Messages.
In a messy police station room, a young policeman sits glaring at the data on a computer screen. While a hot cup of coffee was at the table, it had not been touched at all.
“Reno!” Suddenly his partner came, sitting in front of the table, while looking at Reno who seemed to be busy.
“Ntar Dim's. I've been examining unsolved cases for the past 10 years. It turns out that the case of the old castle entered one of them. During this time the police deliberately covered the case,” said Reno seriously.
“Forget that old castle! Everything has been answered, right? There is something serious that we have to investigate,” Dimas said.
“New case?” Reno turned her gaze to Dimas.
“Yup! I met one of my neighbors this afternoon. He said he found a body floating in a suburban lake. Actually I did not take the report seriously, but because I thought that my neighbor was a good person, I considered,” Dimas said.
“You have checked the location?” ask Reno.
“Yes. I immediately formed a small team to check the location. Apparently my neighbor was telling the truth. We found the body of a girl about 20 years old in a rotting state floating in the lake. Looks like he was killed a few days ago. We have not yet decided on the cause of the murder. The forensic team is currently conducting an autopsy. Hopefully the results can be immediately known,” explained Dimas.
“It looks like an interesting case. Honestly, after solving the old castle case, I was a bit lazy to investigate the new case. But it looks like the case you are offering is quite interesting,” Reno said.
“I don't have a picture yet. But again I was disappointed. Several TV reporters came to the lake and covered. We didn't give any information, but Channel-9 did an exclusive interview with Risman and Yunus, the people who found the body first,” Dimas lamented.
“It's beyond our power, Dim. However, the movement of the press world will certainly not be able to be dammed. They will act like the police, looking for information here and there, then broadcast to the public, forming public opinion that is not necessarily the truth. Well, that's the world of press.”
“Well, I'm aware of that. I hope that the forensic report goes down immediately, and then we collect the data in the field. We find a lot of footprints of different sizes, even footprints. The trail almost dried up and disappeared. But we already took the picture.”
Dimas took out a number of photos from the brown envelope, then handed them to Reno. In the photos, the body of a girl has been damaged in various positions, as well as photos of shoe tracks scattered around the lake.
Reno looked at the photos carefully. His forehead is wrinkled, trying to understand the picture in the photo. He was concerned, why would anyone kill this girl. However, as a police officer he had often seen dozens of bodies that were tragically killed. Surely it is not foreign.
“Hmm. Goody. It could be that the body of the woman was thrown in a crowd by a group of people. This is what we should investigate further,” Reno mangosteen.
“OK, Ren. Oya, how's your relationship with Silvia? Has it improved? Shouldn't he be proud of you?” cecar Dimas's.
Reno shakes. Actually he did not want to discuss the matter with Dimas, but he knew that Dimas was his close friend. He must catch his breath before speaking.
“Silvia left me, Dim. He went home to his parents.”
“Gosh! I'm sorry, Ren. I don't mean to ...”
“Nothing, Dimas. I am getting used to solitude. Forgetit! We better focus on handling this case,” said Reno.
Dimas nodded. He didn't want to ask anything more. Reno is right, they should focus more on handling the existing case.
***
After receiving a strange message from Ferdy that night, Adinda became increasingly agitated. Feelings of insecurity begin to haunt. Not only at the store, but also in public places. It feels like it is being watched. Unfortunately, he hasn't met Lena or Rasty. He was worried wherever he was.
Like that afternoon, as he walked along the campus corridor that was starting to quiet down. He looked back for a moment, afraid that someone would follow. Suddenly he felt something coming from behind. He was surprised to be half dead. He looked up, finding someone who suddenly appeared behind him.
“You!” adinda said with anger.
“Sorry to you, Din. I intentionally wanted to meet you. There's something I want to say,” Ferdy said.
“It seems very important,” said Adinda curious.
They chose a seat under a tree, next to the college building. There are still a lot of students passing by. My sister is still feeling nervous. His mind is not calm.
“See this!”
Ferdy opened the phone, showing short messages sent from an unknown number. Adinda read those messages with uneasiness.
Some of the messages he read were,
I know everything! I know everything you're doing!
Never run, for you will all receive the consequences!
I drowned in the cold lake alone. You're evil!
Adinda looked at Ferdy fearfully. The messages made goosebumps instantly. Who is the person who sent these messages?
“Who is the sender, Fer?” ask Adinda.
“I don't know, Din. My number is not known. When I called, I wasn't connected either. Who sent these messages?” Paras Ferdy looks agitated.
“What other friends also got similar messages?” ask Adinda.
“Kalo I thought, there must be one of them who just send-send gini. You see, the only thing we know about is the nine, no one else. This must be the work of friends,” guessed Ferdy.
“Yes, but who? The hell time he wants to spread fear like this? This message is a big oath. As if sent by a dead person,” Adinda said.
“I don't believe in ghosts and such. No story of the dead keep sending messages like gini. This must be a fad of friends!”
“Iya, but who?” ask Adinda curious.
“Try trying to ask someone else. You're a college campus, if I wasn't. Every day, find money. Who knows they got the same message.”
“I haven't seen anyone all day, Fer. I don't know why I feel uncomfortable. I don't really believe in ghosts either, but I sometimes feel like there's something going on. At the boarding house alone, there is someone in the room, even shopping at the supermarket I feel like someone is looking. It may be a hallucination, but I feel like a lunatic,” Adinda lamented.
“Yesterday I did too, Din. I thought there was someone else watching my work, but it was just a bum. Okay, don't think about it. Excessive fear is not good for mental health. You better focus on other positive activities.”
Adinda nodded. As the day began to night, they agreed to part ways. Adinda again walked alone down the campus path that began to be quiet. Suddenly his phone vibrated. A message entered without the sender's name.
My sister read that short message.
Someone will die again.
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