Murder In The Old Castle
XXVS. First Interviews
In accordance with what Ammar Marutami said, the investigation was followed by a private interview to obtain more detailed information. Actually this decision was unfortunate by Hans, but still he could not evade, had to follow the rules that have been set.
Ammar Marutami is ready in Anggara's spacious workspace. He sat behind a sturdy wooden table, with an antique carving cabinet on the back. While not many ornaments decorate the workspace of Anggara, only a few realism paintings by some famous painters. A set of classic sofas also decorate the workspace, equipped with old grammaphone tools, adding to the atmosphere of becoming increasingly classic.
The first interview was Adrianna Chen. In accordance with the agreement, the interview will be conducted based on the alphabet. Obviously, this is not some sort of job interview, but rather an interrogation that will probably bring a little nuance of tension.
Adrianna confidently sat on the sofa in the workspace. He tried to show a comfortable face, even though it looks a little tense. Getting the first opportunity to interview is certainly a burden for him. It seems Ammar is still busy writing, so Adrianna has to wait a while.
“Are you nervous?” ask Ammar while putting down the pen.
“Slightly. This is the first time in my life that a police officer has interviewed me. Usually only journalists who chase to ask about the rumors around my life. But I guess it's gonna be a little different.”
“Not need to strain,. Just relax. If you need something to drink, you can ask Helen to make you tea or anything that makes you comfortable.”
“No. Thank ye. For now I'm quite comfortable.” Adrianna started to smile.
Ammar stepped closer to the window, then looked at Adrianna sharply. The narrow-eyed woman held her breath, hoping that she could answer Ammar's question calmly.
“We had a chat yesterday in the tea garden before finding Karina's body. I don't think I'm gonna get you much. Can you tell me about your closeness with the Anggara family?” ask Ammar.
“I only heard Anggara Laksono's name on television news, never knew him in person. Yeah, I think he's pretty popular for his wealth. I got an invitation to attend her birthday. I thought it would be very special. Never thought I'd be on Anggara's list of favorite authors. Unfortunately nightmares occur,” explained Adrianna.
“You wrote novels of romantic genre and household conflict?” ask Ammar.
“Iya. That's my specialist. I wanted to write another genre but .. I thought it better not to try something that is not my field. Not much like a challenge. I'm comfortable with what I'm doing,” Adrianna said confidently.
“Who is the closest writer to you in this castle?”
“I'm not sure. Maybe Tiara because I talk to her a lot. She's a nice, innocent woman. As with the others, it's just normal.”
“Cornellio Syam? You like it?”
“She's very engrossed in people. I enjoyed every conversation with him. He is smart and looks perfect, I think I just admire him.”
“Can you tell me a little about your family's riawayat?”
“I am the eldest of four children. My father was a Chinese businessman, married my native mother. I never thought of being a writer, but I love writing from a small age. Unfortunately my parents' household fell apart and ended in divorce. Some of the stories in my novel were inspired by my family's story.”
“Interesting story, Adrianna. At least now your family is proud you have become a fairly popular writer.”
“To be honest I rarely communicate with my family. I live my own days, even when I failed to marry a young director, I didn't tell my family. Really, I was still hit because of that,” Adrianna explained.
“OK. You can hold your tears for a moment. If you have a chance to guess who the perpetrators of this murder are? Who do you think is the most likely?”
“Well. I'm not good at guessing. But I might hope that the culprit is Maira.”
“You don't like it or have your own reasons?”
“Yes, I don't really like Maira because everyone knows what she looks like. A typical woman is arrogant, arrogant and demeaning to others. Besides, I saw Maira had a little mental problem. Like personal pressure, I don't know what it is. I think he has a great chance to be the perpetrator of this serial murder because of psychological problems”
Adrianna blushed at the compliment. The conversation continued for half an hour later, before Ammar thanked Adrianna for being very cooperative in the investigation process. The woman was able to answer all the questions smoothly. Ammar does not catch jitters or jitters. All questions are answered with confidence.
Ammar recorded all of Adrianna's answers in a separate sheet, then twisted her brain again. Adrianna's kans as the perpetrator of the murder may be small, considering his involvement with the Anggara family can also be said to be nil. He does not know Yoga and Karina personally.
“We'll see later ...,” muttered Ammar Marutami.
Because the red thread is not also connected between the Anggara case, Karina and Yoga make Ammar a little depressed. He took a sip of the latte coffee Helen was serving this morning. It is getting cold, but it is sweet on the tongue.
Why does Helen always serve coffee with a taste that is always sweet?
Slowly appearing in his mind, this murder could be done by more than one person with different motives, or it could be a collaboration between two people with a certain intent. Ammar exhaled. The puzzle pieces of the case are still scattered. It may take a while to put the pieces together.
While Adrianna came out of the workspace with a feeling of satisfaction because she had answered all the questions well. He stepped confidently through the corridor, as Maira's voice greeted him.
“You're done?” greet Maira.
Adrianna stopped her steps. Feeling a little lazy to talk to Maira.
“Of course. Not as terrible as you think,” replied Adrianna.
“Do you seduce that cop?” ask Maira.
“Wooing? Aren't you the one who's better at it, Maira. Sorry, that's not my style. I don't sell my cheap self-esteem for anything else. Maybe we have a different view of this, but of course I'm not what you see!” cibir Adrianna's.
“I see you start seducing Cornellio Syam!”
“Thank you for spying on me, Maira. It's good that you immediately think about your precarious position. The psychological conditions you experience will incriminate you as a suspect in this murder. I hope you have a good reason in front of Ammar so you don't get too cornered!”
“Good reason? You know I'm an expert in that field, Adrianna!”
“Of course, Maira. Who doesn't bend their knees at the curves of your body? Excuse me. I need to freshen up. I'm a little tired. Good luck!”
Adrianna leaves Maira who looks riled up. Talking Maira will certainly take up valuable time. He decided to go back to the room to lie down for a while while waiting for dinner.
In the room, he does not see the existence of Tiara who recently had to hitchhike in his room because of trauma to the discovery of Yoga head pieces.
Adrianna stood in front of the makeup mirror, staring at the reflection of her dazzling face. Typical of a real Asian girl, with narrow eyes and brilliant skin like Chinese porcelain.
She wanted to refresh herself with aromatherapy from the gentle perfume spray neatly tucked away in her makeup box. Inside there are various premium makeup tools worth millions of rupiah. His opinion as a first-class writer also boosted his lifestyle.
She opened the makeup box, but unfortunately she did not find her favorite perfume. In fact, he was sure to always store the perfume properly. A bottle of perfume with a soft aroma blend of fruit and flower fragrance from a well-known brand.
“Someone took my perfume without permission. But who? Tiara?”
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