Murder In The Old Castle
VI. An Old Diary's
Tiara Laksmi stood choked. All eyes stared intently, like dozens of knives piercing his heart. The girl turned anxious. He shook fast.
All seemed to judge, that he had stolen a knife from the kitchen to finish off Anggara Laksono! He felt like a little antelope surrounded by lions in the African savannah!
“I have absolutely no idea about this problem!” tiara said nervously. A speck of cold sweat started dripping down his forehead. Sometimes he cannot control his emotions well.
“How can you evade? Evidence we've got in your room. How can you say that you're not the killer?” cecar Maira sharp.
“I don't know how the knives were in my room. Really!” Tiara Laksmi defended herself.
“So who? You think those knives can walk themselves to your room?” attack Maira blindly.
“I don't know either! Maybe someone has put those knives in my room!”
“You're accusing me?” beaver Maira.
“Enough! No need to argue anymore! I think it's too early to conclude that the killer is Tiara Laksmi. The presence of a knife in his room cannot be used as strong evidence. Because anyone could just sneak in there and put down those knives!” cornellio said.
“How so? Did we let him just walk around?” ask Maira.
“We can't hold it without strong proof!”
“Good. What do we do now? Quiet yourself?” Hans added.
“OK. Let's forget about the knife. But I will still make a note that in Tiara's room there are knives that are suspected of being murder devices. I'll investigate the pool and its surroundings, where the victim was found. If you are tired, you can rest. Anyone want to accompany me?” haggard Michael Smith.
“I'm coming!” aldo Riyanda.
“I too! This case is very interesting to me. Who knows after this I'll be interested in writing a detective novel like you!” karina Ivanova.
“You will be my toughest rival, Karin,” Michael Smith replied.
Because some writers feel tired, they choose to rest. It's late afternoon. The night lights begin to turn on, as Michael, Aldo and Karina rush towards the pool.
Meanwhile, Tiara still felt devastated by the accusations made against her. He never thought, how could someone put a set of knives in his room? Moreover, all of them taste themselves are murderers who deliberately wash their hands of this case.
“Let's have tea, so you can relax a little,” Adrianna Chen.
Tiara looked into the pretty woman's eyes as if in disbelief. No one cared about him all this time. Adrianna's call made a feeling of relief. He hopes a cup of jasmine tea will throw bad thoughts that are entrenched in his mind.
“My mother said, tea is very good to drink to calm the mind. The Chinese nation has proven it for years,” continued Adrianna Chen.
“Good. We drink in the living room or..?”
“How about in the front garden chair, while you teach me to write a bed-themed story?”
Adrianna Chen smiled. Tiara Laksmi blushed a little. A famous writer wants to learn bed problems for him?
Just be right!
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"You guys found something weird? " said Michel while walking around the pool.
"I think Mr. Anggara was attacked when he wasn't ready. They had a conversation before the murder, "welcome Aldo.
"Where do you know?
"You can see there are traces of drinks in the gazebo, Mr. Anggara had tea before the murder occurred" said Aldo.
"Don't you deliberately distort the facts?" accuse Michael.
“Everyone said that too! We all have no interest here other than attending Mr. Anggara's birthday, right? What is clear, no killer likes when his identity begins to be revealed,”, said Michael.
“Yes, I realize each of us is a murder suspect. But I think what Aldo said has a point. I don't think there was a fight when the killer stabbed Mr. Anggara in the chest. To be sure, maybe we can check the condition of the corpse in the basement?” karina's.
“I also have such thoughts. We will check the wounds on Anggara Laksono's body, whether there are other signs of persecution there. But we're gonna need a forensic expert for this,” Michael said.
“I know a little forensic science. C'mon fast! Before the body was broken!” aldo Riyanda.
Without waiting for the order twice, the three writers rushed towards the kitchen. As usual, before entering the basement, they had to open a window on the floor.
After the windows opened, they slowly descended the stairs towards the bottom. The stuffy still say hello, even now mixed with a strange aroma. The condition of the corpse stored there began to emit an unpleasant aroma. Karina felt nauseous smelling a scent that seemed to stir the contents of her stomach.
“I'm very traumatized to be here. The aroma makes me want to vomit,” Karina said as she closed her nose.
“I also feel there is something evil in this room. The aura is so felt,” added Aldo Riyanda.
“If you don't like it, let me check the body myself! I don't need spoiled kids like you!” michael Smith was upset.
“That means we'll let you hide the facts! Remember, you're not a real detective here. You're the same as us, both murder suspects. Whatever you do, we also have to know.” said Aldo Riyanda.
“I understand that, young man!”
“After all you will need me. I understand a little about medical science and forensics,” continued Aldo.
“You mean, you ever learn about that?”
“Before I became a writer, I went to medical school. At least I understand a little bit of human anatomy than you,” Aldo Riyanda said.
“Wow great! I'm always horny looking at men in white clothes!” karina Goda Ivanova.
“This is no time for jokes!” aldo Riyanda's Cut.
“I sometimes learn anatomy from reading many sources on the internet, to research some of my novels,” said Michael.
They arrived in front of the room in the basement. Aldo and Michael immediately enter, opening the plastic package containing the rigid body of Anggara Laksono. While Karina was shuddering. They prefer to wait outside the room.
“I'll look around this place, while you guys check!” Karina.
Two men seemed to be busy researching the condition of the corpses, while Karina walked slowly away from them. Slowly step foot to see room after room in the basement. The haunted impression feels so thick, plus very limited illumination. Karina felt her heart beat racing. The scent of horror in the past was reflected in this basement! Handcuffs, chains, knives and whips have told me everything.
Something caught Karina's attention, when she saw a room that was quite different from the other rooms. Only the room was the only one with an iron door. Inside were filled with old books arranged in old shelves. There's a worn-out desk chair tucked away there. A great curiosity, made Karina enter, to open the old books piled on the table.
A stuffy aroma wafted as Karina opened one of the thick books. The paper is age-eaten. Books that he did not understand the contents, because it uses letters that he did not understand. Only the pictures speak. Images of tortured human figures, with their hands shackled, then whipped. On another sheet, he even saw a picture of a man hanging upside down, then someone cut his neck ....
What kind of madness is this?
Karina couldn't see any more. The horror soon broke out. He didn't know what the pictures had to do with this basement. Only, he saw this underground room arranged very similar to the torture room as described in the book.
To reduce her fear, Karina chose another book to read. Karina just opened the first page, when she felt her hair goosebumps. A book written in handwriting. An old diary with the initials of the AP was put on it.
It is unclear who the author is
Blaam!
Suddenly the iron door of the room like someone slammed, closing for a moment. Fear began to creep into his feelings. He tried to open the door, but in vain. The door did not move.
“Sial! I'm locked!”
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