Revenge By Law's
ARTICLE 104

A week or so a few days ago, when a gun pointed behind Abi's head

Abi hung up the phone without hearing any closing remarks from Mr. Jireh. He felt very proud of what he had done, although the feeling was accompanied by fear also because he believed that great danger would come to him.

Suddenly he heard a voice, like the sound of a cocked weapon.

“I admit, you are so brave that you can be so good at it to Mr. Jireh. I have a stronger reason to finish you off.”

Abi looked towards the window that refracted his shadow and the attendant who had been accompanying him ever since. The officer was already standing behind him with a gun pointed at him. Abi looked at the surveillance camera. As expected, the camera was dead.

“Mr Jireh told you to contact him now. There's something you have to do with me. I don't understand what, but he said there was a change of plans,” Abi said trying to calm down. He knew his life was in danger.

The officer seemed doubtful. Then, he tried to reach the phone in his pocket with his left hand so that his right hand who was holding the gun shifted slightly. Seeing the very small gap, Abi kicked his chair back so that it hit the chest down from the officer. Quickly, Abi hit the gun until it slammed. The officer looked confused because the gun he was going to use to execute Abi was no longer in his grasp. His confusion made him not alert when he welcomed a blow from Abi.

Without experiencing significant difficulties, Abi managed to knock down the body of the officer. Brutally, Abi beat his face to battered. After making sure there was no more movement from the officer, he took the key from his belt.

After successfully removing the handcuffs from his hands, Abi tried to regulate his breathing that was wheezing while looking at the officer whose face was drenched in blood. Abi was trying to figure out what else to do. Then, an idea flashed through his mind. He immediately changed his clothes to the officer's. Incidentally, their posture was the same.

It took a few minutes for her to change into clothes with the person who was fainting. Abi checked the man again. Even though his face was already shattered, Abi still remembered it. He sure has never seen that face in this room. He may not be an officer. He must have been a hit man sent by Mr. Jireh and known to the prison chief and his officers.

Suddenly Abi's eyes focused on the man's cell phone. The phone was about to be used to contact Mr. Jireh after Abi deceived him. Abi punched a few numbers and saved them with Mr.'s name. J, then make a call to that number.

[Hello.]

There was a voice familiar to Abi. “Sabar Parulian.”

[There is no name! There is De Syado!]

“Good, good. De Syado's. I'm Abi,” Abi said with a smiling face.

[B, Boss! How can you call? Aren't you in the Maharaja's room right now?]

“Long story. Now I want to ask you a favor. You ever in the voice of someone I sent you before?”

[Oh, that villain voice. Why?]

“I want you to imitate it.”

Moments later, Abi came out in the officer's clothes. He accidentally smeared the man's blood on his face and covered part of his mouth with his hands.

“Again. Did he fight?” ask the officer who greeted him.

“That's. It turns out he is a tough opponent,” replied Abi.

“He realized it and grabbed my gun. I had to punch him in the face until I broke my finger so I couldn't use that gun anymore. I need you to take care of it. My gun is still there.”

The two officers nodded while smiling gleefully. They entered the room and a few moments later heard a rather slow gunshot because the gun was using a silencer. Abi walked towards the spot directed by another officer. They're heading for the toilet head room.

“Please sit down,” welcome the head of the toilet when you see his presence. “It's a shame the surveillance cameras in the room had to be put out so I couldn't see a famous hitman named King Cobra in action. Anything else I can help you with?”

“Master told me to contact him after I finished my mission. He wants to talk to you,” Abi said. He immediately prevented the head of the toilet when he was about to take his own phone. “Use my phone only.”

The head of the chamber nodded in agreement. He waited for Abi to push the button and handed the phone to him. At first he saw the writing of Mr. J on the phone screen. The head of the prison knew that the name was like a mandatory code used by Mr. Jireh's men to name his mobile number.

“Halo, Mister,” said the washcloth head in a soft voice.

[Has my men succeeded in their mission?]

“Of course, Sir. I helped him a lot, so there will be no problems.” It looks like the smile of the washcloth head does not stop expanding.

[Good. Now take him to the first-class inmate's room. I want him to deliver my message.]

The face of the head suddenly turned pale. He tried to reject the request of Mr. Jireh, who was none other than De Syado who was undercover, but finally gave up because ‘tuan Jireh’ forced him too hard.

“Sorry, Sir. Even though Master is asking, I cannot bring someone to the Madam without Madam's permission first. He will be mad big on me.”

Abi jerks. The madam? That is, the first class inmate was a woman. Abi smiled happily because he got a new information that was very valuable.

The head of the washcloth closed the call with a face that was still pale. Then, he told one of his officers to drive Abi somewhere.

“Tell Mr. Jireh my apology once again. Of course Mr. Jireh knows how terrible the Madam would be if she was angry. Even Mr. Jireh will not be able to do anything,” said the head of the prison when releasing Abi's departure.

Abi nodded then followed an officer who was sent by the head of the prison to escort him out. Actually Abi offered to treat his injuries first, but Abi refused. Naturally, he did not want to go too long undercover just for the sake of getting treatment. He can treat himself.

Their journey was not to the entrance of the room. The officer walked towards the second-class prison block. Abi was confused. Even more puzzling, they did not go to anyone's room, but to the toilet. What are they going to that place for?

And Abi's confusion was finally answered when the clerk opened the door of the last toilet. Inside the toilet was a secret door that opened when the flushing button was pressed. Abi was amazed that the officer called him to enter through the door immediately. Inmates in the second grade should serve their sentences. Not only are luxury rooms provided, they can also enter and exit the prison freely through this tunnel.

Inside the door was a tunnel. They walked down that tunnel. The tunnel was like a large, dark aqueduct with a terrain that was quite difficult to traverse.

“If our candidate wins in the elections later, Mr. Jireh will definitely make this tunnel even better. We do not need to walk while fingering and going up and down this steep staircase,” muttered the officer. Yes, a good piece of information that Abi got from an officer's complaint.

Their journey ends in the bathroom of a house. In the house has been provided a variety of clothes so that the inmates who want to go out can change their clothes. Of course, complete with hair, eyebrows, mustache and a fake beard. Not only that, in the parking lot there is also a wide range of luxury cars that they can use to roam out there.

However, being not part of the elite inmates, Abi was only allowed to wear fake clothes and mustaches. But he just needs it to get out.