Murder In The Old Castle
XX. Plastic Bag
Since the discovery of Anggara Laksono's body in the basement, suddenly the conditions in the castle turned tense. Moreover, Ammar Marutami himself who directly handled the case. The name Ammar Marutami is well known in the world of crime. His expertise in solving various murder cases made Marutami's name so fluttering and respected. The discovery of Anggara's body whipped Ammar Marutami to go the extra mile. The first thing to do is to isolate the authors involved.
In the morning, when the sun had just been peering coyly in the tea plantation area, medics had come to evacuate Anggara's body. The medic was picked up by Ammar Marutami. The policeman took the time to go into the city the night before, when the other residents were asleep.
The arrival of the medical team was led directly by personal doctor Anggara Laksono, namely dr. Dwi Wahyudi, a doctor who looks authoritative and assertive. Deftly he himself examined some injuries on Anggara's body without any disgust. Meanwhile, a sexy nurse accompanied her steps everywhere.
“We must carry out the autopsy of this body to a more complete facility. We will bring to the city for further handling,” said dr. Dwi Wahyudi while sipping tea served by Helen in the living room. The sharp parasite, appearing to sweat after examining Anggara's body.
“I hope you can stay here the next few days,” pinta Ammar Marutami.
“There can I help you with?”
“There is something I need to discuss a bit for the purposes of the investigation. About the history of the disease suffered by Anggara Laksono. Because you are a personal doctor, so you are the one who knows best with his physical condition”
“No problem. I could've stayed here for a few days. Maybe I can think of it as a vacation.”
“Yes, you can help solve this case, considering I don't trust anyone here. They all wear masks.”
Anggara Laksono's body is ready to be brought to the city, while Mariah Alray can be sure to also take care of the recovery of his uncle's body. The woman was getting ready in the room, while her husband was pondering, thinking of something.
“I'll be in town for three or four days, until uncle's body is buried.” Mariah Alray said as she tidied up some clothes in the bag.
“I will try to quickly resolve this. I promise I'll subdue your uncle's killer with my own hands.”
“Take care of yourself, darling. I could feel something evil was about to happen. This killer could have done a bad thing at any time. You have to be careful!” mariah's Message.
“Of course, Honey!”
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The night was quieter than usual. The authors prefer to be in their rooms, some in the reading room. The hour hand docked at nine, but the atmosphere was more like midnight. The living room that is usually used for chatting, only left Ammar Marutami who is writing something on his personal agenda.
Maira Susanti, as usual in a seductive dress, a soft drink in hand stared at the policeman with a mischievous look.
“Need help, Mr Police?” ask Maira Susanti. With a spoiled step he approached the busy policeman.
“Sorry, currently not Maira. In a moment, dr. Dwi's here and we're going to have a serious discussion. I think you better get out of here. There is nothing interesting that you need to know,” said Ammar Marutami while continuing to write.
“Hmm. I am not very good at analyzing a case. But I will help you to relax as long as your wife is not around!” woo Maira.
Ammar Marutami put down the pen. He stared sharply at Maira with a piercing look.
“Sorry Maira, your current position is a murder suspect. Not more. So I hope you can understand. Immediately leave me or I accuse you of bribery against the state apparatus!”
Paras Maira Susanti turns reddish. He hates rejection, because he rarely accepts rejection. Most men will fall into his arms. Unfortunately this time he was out of luck, the policeman had dismissed his appeal successfully. Maira clenched a molar, enduring the vexing vexation.
Before Maira left, the doctor appeared Dwi Wahyudi, with an official shirt, combined with a gray suit. He smiles at Ammar, of course Maira too.
“I'm sorry I'm a little late. The house is spacious, so a bit confused looking for this room.”
The charismatic doctor threw his body on the couch.
“What's wrong, Doc. Here I am preparing a chronology of the incident, based on the testimony of the witnesses. The poor old man was stabbed in the chest brutally unguided. I need an official autopsy, but it'll probably take a long time. Based on the injuries you have seen, it is at least inconclusive to deduce the characteristics of the killer. What say?” ask the cop.
“Yes, I did see a prick that was starting to rot. The former puncture was unpatterned and random. Looks like the perpetrator did it in a hurry for fear of being discovered or how. Even in the third stab I judge the wound inflicted not too deep.”
“Based on puncture wound, can it be ascertained the culprit is male or female?”
“Cannot be ascertained. Sometimes women have extraordinary powers at certain times. Wound condition is not accurate data to determine a person's gender.”
Suddenly from the dining room, Rania appeared with a level covered in fear. The two men halted the discussion, turning their eyes toward Rania who was being overwhelmed with anxiety.
“What's up, Rania?” ask Ammar Marutami.
“I'm sorry I interrupted your discussion, I just went to the backyard to look for Yoga, but I found a black plastic bag that was quite suspicious under the bushes of the back garden,” said Rania nervously.
“Black plastic bag? Maybe a garbage package?”
‘Not. The trash here is directly transported to the dump and burned. The plastic bag was quite large, and was swarming with ants.”
Ammar scrunched his forehead, throwing a glance at dr. Dwi Wahyudi's.
“I think we should check the contents of that plastic bag. Looks like there'll be a surprise tonight!”
Without wasting any time, the three of them immediately headed to the location that Rania had pointed out. A black plastic bag appears to be lying near a grove of shrubs, as if laid out just to attract attention.
Alertly, Ammar took out a glove from his pants pocket. As usual, this cop is very thorough. Slowly he untied the black plastic wrap, while Rania waited a bit further away feeling anxious. That big black plastic is usually used to wrap garbage.
“What do you think is inside this plastic wrap?” ask Ammar to dr. Dwi.
“Entahlah. Maybe not something fun. In fact I think in it is a bad thing.”
“Let's find out!”
Open plastic packaging. What a horrible sight! The police saw something inside. He shook his head with a look of despair.
Doctor Dwi also took a look at the contents of the plastic.
“Oh, God!” hiss the doctor.
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