Revenge By Law's
ARTICLE 117

The attention of the entire country was drawn to the interview conducted by Jack Off the Record on Abhimanyu Alexander. They felt the tension of every utterance that was released from Abi's mouth and which he acknowledged as a note of defense. It had been a long time that this atmosphere had not appeared again, since Abi's last trial.

“So, you mean Mischa's murder case has been revealed?” jack asked who was also quite surprised by Abi's statement.

“If there are no obstacles, tomorrow all the media must have reported it. But, I will uncover it little by little.”

“Means, should your problem be finished, dong?”

“Should have been,” Abi said with an intonation describing the contradictory situation. “Unfortunately, in the course of this case, I found something bigger. Something that is at the root of all the problems I have experienced, not just in the last few months, but since fifteen years ago.”

Jack scrunched his forehead. “What is it?”

“Injustice,” said Abi lirih. “Legal helplessness because there are hands of some persons who play the law like a Marionette doll, move according to the orders of the ruler and the rich people who pay it.”

Jack nodded. Then, he said, “It seems, your pledoi is not finished.”

Abi smiles. He turned his eyes back to the camera. His face was very serious, as he knew he had entered the most important part. He will reveal the truth about Lord Jireh and all his evil deeds.

“This secret I found while looking for evidence to free me from the case that is ensnaring me. A secret that reveals that the case is bigger than it seems in the public. It's not just about the murder of an artist and his involvement with drugs. There is a big thing related to this, which makes me, a commoner, have to be made a scapegoat by the puppeteers who are behind all this.”

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“Where are they?! Where are they?!” yelled Mr. Jireh while slamming the table. His eyes were already red burning as they were filled with anger.

“We've been searching in different corners of the city, sir. But, there are no signs of his presence,” said Jesse who panicked to see his master's behavior.

“You said yesterday your men followed him out of town. Where is it?”

Jesse bowed embarrassed and hesitated to speak. “Eh, Abi has tricked us. Turns out, he had his friend disguised as himself so we could follow his friend.”

Mr. Jireh immediately pointed his gun at Jesse and pulled the trigger. A gunshot rang throughout the room. The bullet slipped a few inches beside Jesse's ear. The neat-looking man looked limp and almost fell down because his knees seemed to be gone.

“I don't know if you're deliberately recruiting stupid people or if you're a fool. But, I can't constantly tolerate this stupidity.”

“Ba, fine, Sir. I won't make that mistake again.”

“So far, I don't see any connection to that interview. According to our member's report, Indira is still busy looking for the whereabouts of her father.”

Mr. Jireh heaved a sigh of relief. His heart would be very broken if he knew Indira who had been close to him for some time, turned out to be a traitor. Like the promise he had made in front of Jesse, he would not hold back from killing Indira if the woman was proven to attack him again.

“What about that television station? Have you tried to persuade them to stop airing the interview?”

“Already, Sir. But the producer refused. They believe that this broadcast will be one of the biggest shows they have ever broadcast. For an ambitious person like him, a big money offer or a death threat would be meaningless. Even if we force to stop it, it is not impossible that he will reveal it to the public.”

Mr. Jireh clenched his palms as if he was about to hit Abi in the face from a distance. He regretted underestimating the boy too much.

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“Beginning from someone who was held in the same rutan as me back then, I knew a name that was very feared in the black world. Like Voldemort, the name was like a taboo uttered by the high-level criminals of this city. A name that can control the law as it pleases and also provides peace of mind for moneyed lawbreakers. The name my smart lawyer once mentioned. That name is Mr. Jireh.

“Tuan Jireh has a big hand in various engineering cases that occur in this country, especially those involving important people. Is Mischa's murder case related to important people in the country? The answer is yes. Indirectly, but it is related.

“Before, I will explain about two organizations that until now only a handful of people knew of its existence. First, the Sky Emperor. This organization is a collection of entrepreneurs who have a wealth of more than sixty percent of the wealth of all people in this country. Their goal was to set up one organization, making sure the government did not interfere with their efforts. There is no other crime they commit as an organization except bribery.

“Then, the second is King Pati. The organization has been around for a long time as an underground organization that controls various crime syndicates, be it drug trafficking, prostitution, gambling, paid murder, money laundering and their mainstay: drug trafficking: case broker. They have a leader who has the knowledge and authority in the field of law that allows to engineer cases. It was lord Jireh.

“While Mischa, in addition to her profession as an up-and-coming artist, is one of the members of Raja Pati. He was the only person who was the liaison between the Starch King and the Sky Emperor. On the day of his death, he was supposed to preside over a meeting between the two organizations to discuss a megaproject. It will probably be the biggest project for rich criminals.”

The adrenaline of the audience throughout the country was again encouraged to hear the last sentence spoken by Abi. Once they know there are people who have been playing with the law for the benefit of important people, now they will soon know the biggest project for the people. They were angry that such a thing had happened all along without their knowledge. But now they are happy that someone will reveal everything, exposing the evil plans of the law-rape bourgeois.

“Yes, Mr. Jireh is an extraordinary figure, who often acts out of reason. While other crime organizations are vying to produce and sell drugs, he hires drug dealers like Benjiro Michael to provide the illicit goods as a service for his clients and to trap opponents. When another crime organization offers paid homicide services, it offers clients to kill their own targets and its people to engineer them.

“At a time when other crime organizations were busy building brothels and casinos in the middle of the city, he instead built orphanages in the middle of the city. Of course, not for noble purposes, but for the money laundering practices of officials. And amazingly, he still built a brothel and a casino in the secret room under the orphanage building. If the police are willing to investigate, or do not conspire, they will find the orphanage. If they want, I have some documents. The stolen from the office of PT. Laras Jaya Karya, a loyal colleague of Mr. Jireh and also a constructor who always helped him establish camouflage buildings such as the orphanage.”

Abi brandished a few sheets of paper, which made Indira laugh at how they stole in the company building.

“And at a time when other crime organizations had to bribe the apparatus to be free from the snares of the law, he instead threw many of his clients into prison.” Abi stopped talking for a moment, as if giving the audience time to think what was wrong with it. “Then, make a luxury cell for his clients. Even built a tunnel there so that they are free to go in and out of prison.”