Code 810: Disappearance of the Diatmica
Chapter Twenty Three
In accordance with Dalmar's direction, detectives Egan and Keiko return to the art gallery at the top of the city.
This time they came with very planned preparations, their arrival armed with a warrant from Mr. Brox just in case Gilen still did not want to see them again.
“Good morning, you two come again,” said the beautiful receptionist who used to meet them every time the two detectives came to the art gallery.
“You never have a holiday?“ detective Egan asked, surprised to see the receptionist again.
“Brom my holiday sir. Looks like you guys didn't come,” said the receptionist throwing her sweet smile at detective Egan.
“Betul. We did not come here yesterday,” this time detective Keiko yamg answered the question of the beautiful receptionist.
“What's today Mr Gilen not going anywhere?“ ask detective Egan.
“Today Mr. Gilen came to the gallery early in the morning even before I came and since the time Mr. Gilen came he has not left the room again,” the receptionist replied in great detail.
“Is this day Gilen we can meet?“ ask detective Keiko.
“I have to contact Mr. Gilen first to get that answer,” reply the receptionist.
“Please,” reply detective Egan.
The receptionist picked up the phone to contact Gilen sir through the intercom and with a somewhat frightened face she nodded her head many times accompanied by an apology.
After the receptionist put the phone down, he took a deep breath of air and said, “Sorry, Mr. Gilen is nowhere to be found. You are both asked not to disturb Mr. Gilen at this time.“
“I've also been kayak gini,” grumbled detective Egan.
Detective Keiko receives a gesture from detective Egan and understands his partner's intentions. Detective Keiko walks tailed, right behind her cowboy-walking partner.
“Pak, ma'am you can't go there,” cried the beautiful receptionist was panicked
But neither detective Egan nor detective Keiko paid any heed to his screams. They kept walking straight towards Gilen's room.
The beautiful receptionist runs towards the two detectives while asking the guards to prevent detective Egan and Keiko from creeping into Gilen's room. But certainly not detective Egan if his steps can be detained by someone until finally the two detectives open the door to Gilen's room and now it is in front of Gilen.
Gilen who was sitting behind his desk seemed to keep calm reading every word in the agreement letters on his desk.
Not once did Gilen take his eyes off the letters even though an uproar had broken out right at the doorstep of his room until he had completed the autograph on the letter.
“There can I help?“ ask Gilen who finally turned his gaze towards the detectives Egan and Keiko.
“Sorry sir. I banned them from entering and tried to hold them back,” said the receptionist with a trembling tone.
“It looks like there is something very important so that you both can not wait until I finish my job which should be without interference,” said Gilen coldly.
“Of course this is Mr. Gilen's opinion, if it is not important we will not force into your luxurious room,” detective Egan quipped.
“You know detective Egan, I was scolding and berating my beautiful receptionist when he did nothing wrong except call me and deliver your message to me. Does my anger at my receptionist not arouse your compassion for her?“ ask Gilen.
“Of course I feel sorry for him but I also feel sorry for a woman named Diatmika who has now stiffened and lost her life,” the question was answered by detective Keiko.
“Is this news surprising to you Gilen sir?“ detective Keiko raised one side of her lips as if she could not believe what Gilen was saying.
“Of course this surprised me, did not a few weeks ago you four came to ask the whereabouts of Diatmika, why today it is even different?“ Gilen bit his lower lip.
“What if I say that your regular guest, Odel is also dead lag?“ detective fishing rod Egan.
This time Gilen's face looked frightened, his eyes opened wide and his eyebrows furrowed.
“When exactly did Odel die?“
“A few days before you and Dalmar leave the country to go to Cuba,” replied detective Keiko.
“We thought maybe you and Dalmar went to Cuba to escape or at least throw the evidence there,” once again detective Egan tried to lure Gilen a voice.
“Are you crazy?! How dare you charge that to me.“
This time Gilen stood with both hands clenched beside him.
“Anything can happen instead of the venerable Mr. Gilen,” detective Egan tried to intimidate Gilen.
“So all this time you have suspected me as the perpetrator of the disappearances of Diatmika and Odel?“ gilen's jolt felt cornered.
“And one more person, Erik,” detective Keiko is unforgiving.
“Erik? Who is Erik?“ gilen asked with a confused look.
“Don't pretend anymore dear Mr. Gilen. How could you not know who Erik is,” said detective Egan.
Among the commotion between detectives Egan and Keiko and Gilen, Dalmar suddenly entered the three of them.
“Why are you two here?“ ask Dalamr to the two detectives.
“We have business with your boss,” replied detective Egan.
“Aren't you guys already barred from entering pan Gilen's room?“ dalmar asked in a heavy and firm tone.
“Didn't you say that we can come here again within two three days,” said detective Keiko.
Hearing that, Dalmar was even more angry and said, “What should I do sir? Should I drag the two of them out of here?“
Of course, detectives Keiko and Egan are undaunted this time especially they now have a warrant that allows them to force to question Gilen.
“Don't just get a warrant from your boss, not even a letter from the president will make me undo my intention to get out of here if Mr. Gilen orders it,” reply Dalmar with full confidence.
Gilen who was still standing with anger that still controlled most of his body finally decided to relax his body. He dropped his body onto his padded work chair and folded his hands right on his magic cane.
“How sir? What should I do?“ ask Dalmar again.
“I don't care what's going on, who's dead and what might happen. I just want you two out of my room, either out in a good way or Dalmar is inviting you from here,” Bilen said in a cold and haughty tone.
