Murder In The Old Castle
122. Photographs
The night is late. The atmosphere of the city was suddenly quiet, because the rain had fallen this afternoon. It seems like everyone is lazy to spend time outside. The street looks glittering in the street lights. A human figure dressed all in black, wearing a hat, and wearing glasses, walked slowly down the pavement in agitation. He stopped in front of a quiet alley, while the sound of dogs barking in the distance. From behind his pocket, he took out three photos of the beautiful girl.
He looked at the first photo. The face in the picture is Jenny Veronica. The figure tore up Jenny's photo, dumping her shale in a dumpster not far from where she was standing.
“You deserve to die, Jen. It is worth dying for!” muttered.
Then he saw the second sheet, a photo of Goddess Alma who was smiling sweetly. Squeezed the photo, then thrown into the trash while muttering,”Good to enjoy your death, rotten girl!”
Then the third photo, showing the face of a girl who is no less beautiful. Nayya Diana, with a pretty seductive smile.
“I make sure, you will die tonight!”
***
Reno sipped coffee, sipping a sweet taste mixed with bitter that tastes so delicious on the tongue. A policewoman sitting in front of him did not move. A policewoman about 30 years old, with short hair, and slightly thick makeup, observed Reno's movements.
“I think enough of our talk today, Fani. You are no longer allowed to access the archive without permission. And you won't be involved in certain cases" Reno said.
Fani, the policewoman fell silent, then said,” I don't understand why you accused me of leaking police secrets to outsiders. I have absolutely no relationship with Gilda Anwar or anyone else. You got the wrong info, Ren! You really don't believe me? We were partners for a long time!”
“OK, Fani. Sorry, this is not a one-sided decision from me, but directly from Kapolwiltabes based on the results of the internal meeting. I actually wanted to defend you in front of the superiors, but it turned out that they had stronger evidence that I could not deny. So what can I do?” reno said while shrugging his shoulders.
“What proof? It's slander like that!”
“Wait!”
Reno took out some photos from inside the drawer of the work desk, and handed them to Fani. The woman received with a huff, then carefully observed the photos. In the photos, he sees himself sitting in a cafe, and has a serious conversation with Gilda Anwar.
“There's a disclaimer?” ask Reno.
“This ...this is just a regular meeting. We were friends and only had coffee. Is that wrong?Since when did the police spy on the other police, and photograph his personal life? This is clearly a violation!” said Fani.
“Sure the police really appreciate your privacy, Fani Rahmalia, as far as you also value the privacy of the police force. I'm sorry, we have plenty of evidence of your conversation with Gilda. I think that's more than enough to give you decisive action!”
“What the fuck! To the extent that my phone calls were also intercepted! It's already beyond Ren's limits! Nevermind! Up you guys!”
Fani is getting riled up. He was stunned from the seat, immediately exiting Reno's room. He almost hit Dimas who was about to enter the same room.
“Why him?” ask Dimas.
“Yes that way! The police finally agreed to teach him to no longer divulge police data to outsiders. Fortunately, he did not have any disciplinary problems. But yes it is! He remains defensive and denies, even though the evidence is clear and real,” Reno explained.
Dimas smiled.
“Eh a minute!”
Stay alert, Police Officer! Don't let your guard down. I'll catch a big fish tonight, and tomorrow I'll leave the meat for you by the river. Don't be late!
Suddenly Reno felt uneasy. He felt there was going to be something bad tonight. He showed the message to Dimas.
“What does this madman mean?” reno.
Suddenly a photo was sent from the same number. There is a picture of a rather quiet supermarket.
“What does this photo mean? How did he send a photo of a supermarket?” ask Dimas.
“Could be this a clue. Hmmmm. Dimas! Hurry up we have to get to this place right away! My gut says there's going to be a bad thing in this supermarket. The killer seems to want to play around with us! Come fast!” bring Reno.
Without waiting for a long time, the two immediately headed for the car, and drove through the deserted city that night. They don't want to be late!
***
In a quiet supermarket, Nayya picks up some ice cream, chocolate, and a large pack of potato chips. The girl looked around. There was no other buyer, except her. He sighed, trying to forget the message he received.
However, Nayya remained gripped by anxiety. Strange messages came from an unknown person. Who sent the threat message? What hidden motives are hidden behind it? He wanted to tell Rudi, but then he abandoned that intention. He wanted to go straight home, sit in front of the TV and enjoy potato chips.
He came out of the supermarket when the clock was showing ten o'clock more. The city is getting quieter by the day. He tried calling a taxi online, but no one responded. Was this the effect of the rain earlier this afternoon, which resulted in a number of roads in the city flooding?
Cold air ambushed, full of water vapor. I wish a taxi would come and take her home. The supermarket also looks empty. The cashier, a girl looking sleepy, maybe she's tired of waiting for buyers.
Nayya walked down the sidewalk, looking for another part that was rather crowded. As he remembered, at the end of the road there, there was an ojek base. He hopes that someone can help, although paying a bit expensive is okay, the important thing is that he can go home soon. It felt uncomfortable hanging around in a quiet city like this. Especially a girl. It will certainly be vulnerable if it becomes a target of irresponsible people.
He tried to call Rudi, but it seemed that his girlfriend's number was off. He started to worry. There was no way he could walk to his house. So how?
Suddenly a car light shot out from behind. The car was slow. Then stop right at the edge of the sidewalk in front of him. Nayya was curious. He had not known the car before. He also did not call an online taxi. So who was the driver of that car?
“Come with me!”
Suddenly the glass window opened. Nayya hesitated, as she could not see the driver clearly. He wore black clothes, a hat, and a mask. It is difficult to determine who the driver of the car is.
“Who is it?” ask Nayya.
The one asked did not answer. He just kept silent. Seeing that things were not right, Nayya became suspicious. He accelerated the steps down the sidewalk to the ojek base which is located approximately 500 meters ahead there. Unfortunately, the car did not remain silent either. He slowly followed Nayya.
“I'll call the police!” nayya Gertak.
He stopped, then pulled out a cell phone from the small bag he was carrying. However, as he searched for the number on his phone, the driver got off quickly, smothering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief. I don't know what was put in that handkerchief, when he thrashed, he felt an unusual smell. At once Nayya's body felt boneless. The groceries fell. His eyes twitched, and within a few seconds he could remember nothing!
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