Revenge By Law's
ARTICLE 116

A young woman descends from a black sedan. He wore a scarf to cover his head, a mask to cover his mouth and sunglasses to cover his eyes. Even with the closed accessories, he still covered half his face with his palm as he walked towards the door of the office.

Inside the building, most of the police were caught up in the spectacle of interviews with a man who had harassed the police around the country, Abhimanyu Alexander. In fact, the implementation of the interview also showed the dilapidation of their performance. How not? An ordinary man had managed to escape twice from prison and could even now sit back and do interviews.

“Pledoi? You mean, a plea note? Ah, yes. In the final trial, you stated refusing to give the pledoi. Is this the play you should have read at the trial?” ask Jack.

“Can be said so. But, a lot of things happened after that trial and I have added it to the pledoi that I will read now.”

“Alright, without extending the time, I will allow you to read it now.”

Abi straightened his sitting position so that he faced straight with the camera. Although the introduction was to read, Abi did not read anything. Everything he wanted to say was in his brain right now.

“To His Excellency, the whole community is watching this interview. Please allow me to convey my defense notes on everything I have been accused of before.

“I thank you for the commitment of the Assembly of Judges and Public Prosecutors during the last trial, who examine this matter carefully while upholding the principle of presumption of innocence (presumption of innocence) and not with the principle of presumption of guilt (presumption of guilt).

“However, with great respect for the profession of judge and prosecutor, I realize the law must be enforced for the sake of a just society, peace and prosperity by pleading guilty and punishing the guilty and freeing the innocent. For this reason, allow me to defend the case against which I am accused, even though I am aware that this defense will not change the verdict that has been given to me.

“Connected this is not an official plea note as provided for in Article 182 paragraph (1) of KUHAP, the, then please inform me if not arrange it in accordance with the procedures for drafting defense notes as usual and not written.”

Everyone was stunned by Abi's words were very neatly arranged, even without the text he read. In addition, from the opening alone, it is seen that Abi has been able to make a defense note as good as that, even without the help of law enforcement.

“I will start with the initial chronology I got stuck in this case. Like I said before and I hear a lot of people who believe in it. I am just an online motorcycle driver who carries out my duties, which is to deliver goods on order through the application.

“As usual, I never inquired or unpacked the goods I was going to deliver. I have also delivered hundreds of such shaped items without any problems. So, strange to me if in the middle of the road, some police suspect the goods I delivered and it turned out to be drugs. A strange coincidence that was a bad fate for me.

“At the time of the inspection, I was persecuted to admit that the giver of the goods was Mischa Radjasa. In fact, the police held a press conference and announced I had admitted to it, even if I had not.

“Not only get there. I was also accused of murdering and hiding Mischa Radjasa's body. In fact, many coincidences are also no less strange as the fire that occurred and accidentally showed the existence of a corpse and a strange wound shape.

“Then, through various trials, thanks to the intelligence of my lawyers, we managed to find one by one evidence that denied all the allegations. Starting from the delivery order that has been arranged by the application, not at my will. Then, a false witness was revealed by the public prosecutor, who initially claimed to have gotten drugs from me and apparently did not. Then, finding the real cause of the fire and showing that I am not the culprit.

“I still get a guilty verdict for a charge as a drug courier which I think is very unreasonable. And the funny thing is, one name suddenly came out of Benjiro Michael's mouth. The name is considered to be the mastermind of the Mischa murders. That name was the Milky Way, someone who was struggling in the contestation of the pilkada. It's a strange coincidence again, isn't it?

“My great lawyer named Indira Christina was able to defend him in the hope that a truth will be revealed and can save me. But alas, he had to stop being a lawyer for the Milky Way and the good man was forced to accept the accusation without a fight.”

Abi stopped for a moment. He cleared his throat and continued his pledo.

“And it turned out, after going through various long journeys, I found one important and crucial evidence tool, which was able to solve the murder case, or rather the fabrication of Mischa Radjasa's murder. One powerful piece of evidence that would show that everything Benjiro Michael said was a lie. If the evidence is revealed from the beginning, we do not need to go through this complex series of trials and dramas.”

Everyone watching the broadcast was shocked. Their eyes are wide. A powerful tool of evidence? Whatisit? They were very curious about the evidence Abi meant.

“Maybe the evidence is currently stepping towards one of the police stations and handing over everything needed to uncover the true truth of Mischa Radjasa's death.”

Like the spectators throughout the country, the atmosphere in the police office at that time was also very tense because of the speech from Abi. They do not realize that someone is coming to ask for help.

“Sorry, can I meet with Iptu Nyoman?” asked the woman in all-enclosed clothes to one of the guards.

“Ah, Iptu Nyoman Hotel. What's it gonna take, huh, Ma'am?”

“I want to hand over something important and someone recommends handing over directly to Iptu Nyoman.”

Incidentally, Iptu Nyoman was watching in the room. Hearing his name being called, the big tall man immediately stood up and walked over to the woman.

“Iya, Mom. I'm Iptu Nyoman. Can I help you?” ask the man in a friendly manner.

The woman hesitated, then pulled out a white envelope from her bag and handed it to Iptu Nyoman.

“Sorry, this is what, yes, Ma'am?” ask Iptu Nyoman.

“This is the recording evidence when Mischa Radjasa died,” said the woman, who made the police who were there look at her. “I am Tracy Ross, Mischa Radjasa's lover who was at the scene at the time.”