Hot Night, Passion With The Psychopath

The Tragedy of Grand Tjokhtro

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As Chiko wished, Samuel and Fateh are still waiting for the situation to be safe, in order to attack simultaneously.

But looks Gilang who from far away see a face that is not foreign to him.

“Twed?” Gilang muttered, but it seemed like everything was too late, on the first and second floors already smelled like the smell of gas that could damage the sense of smell and relaxation.

“Honey,” cried Angel, when he also went to be stricken by the poisonous gas.

Just contact it, Gilang immediately ran to Angel who fell on the stairs, because he wanted to save himself.

“Angel, Angel.” Gilang tried to resuscitate Angle, but there was no answer, as well as others.

Gilang shook his head slowly, rejecting what was going on in his house. He immediately took his phone to call an ambulance, he wanted to save people who could still be saved.

Sreeekkkkk, uhukkkkk, Gilang felt his heart had just been stabbed with a knife. He falls on the floor right next to Angel.

With his breath already dying, Gilang sent a Voice Note to Jasmine, saying that the murder in his house he had happened by the same perpetrator.

“You are too greedy Fateh, I even just killed one person, you have a lot.” Samuel protested, feeling that tonight he was not enjoying the game.

“You're wrong, you were too slow, when I realized someone was monitoring us from above, that's when I threw a ball that could spread my poisonous gas. Otherwise the man will be a big problem for us.” Sahut Fateh, looks very unconcerned with the protection of Samuel.

Most importantly tonight their mission is complete, and not a single person can still come out alive. Because of the poisonous gas in Fateh's possession, absolutely no one has an antidote other than Fateh itself.

“Alright, since this is done, let's join the others, we still have time to join the robbery in Egypt.” Take Samuel, and begin to step on his feet.

“You don't want to take this guy's phone?” Ask Fateh, while pointing at the cellphone in Gilang's grip that is lifeless.

Samuel's steps came to a halt, and he remembered it. With a sigh Samuel again approached Gilang's body and took the phone.

“Locked.” He said, when he saw Gilang's phone locked with a password that of course they did not know.

But Fateh was silent, he wanted to see what Samuel would do to vanish an evidence.

Samuel pocketed the phone, then stepped back to go down to the first floor. “What do you want?” Fateh asked, when he saw his friend it led to the pool.

With a smile Samuel took out the mobile phone belonging to the cross earlier. “Sometimes there are still phones that can turn on even though they have been soaked for hours.” Fateh said, when he knew what Samuel was going to do.

“Use this.” He asked for the cell phone in Samuel's hand.

“Zat acid, do you always carry it?” Samuel asked, when he saw a substance that could destroy anything.

“Only at a certain moment.” Fateh replied so casually. Then soak Gilang's phone with a deadly substance.

That's how they sometimes get rid of evidence, sometimes they even soak their bodies with it. So that no one knows they're eliminating someone. Because that substance can dissolve anything without any residue.

And so it was at Chiko's house, there were two tesedia pools there, and one of them was filled with acid. Can you imagine how many bodies have been lost there?

“Already, let's go home.” Take Fateh again, when their mission is over.

Once in the car, Samuel and Fateh did not drive to leave. They even called the police and reported the killings, of course it was not using their numbers, but using foreign numbers that they often used to trick the police.

Shortly after, they saw the ambulance passing, it seemed the ambulance came because of a call from Gilang earlier.

“What are we here for?” Samuel asked Fateh who had not started their car.

“I just want to see them.” Fateh replied so casually.

“No need, let's go now before Reza leaves us and we don't so follow the excitement in Egypt.” Take Samuel again.

Fateh, who was the most lazy to listen to Samuel's rant, finally agreed and started driving their car away from the location.

*****

Different on the other hand, Jasmine who had just finished washing their second-hand dinner dishes. Now choose to sit back in the living room to continue his favorite Chinese drama film. Canva went into her room to study.

Jasmine looked at the television, while checking her phone to check whether there was an order for flowers coming in or not. Then he opened his tiktok, because in addition to Instagaram Jasmine also has a tiktok account to promote buckets - flower buckets.

Jasmine began scrolling the ticktock, until she saw a news story that had just been uploaded.

Tragedy of Grand Tjokhro Complex Jakarta, 62 people died due to Toxic Gas that numbs the senses, but one victim was seen dead due to stabbing in the heart, the owner of the house is Angelica Saylendra, who is the owner of the house, who died with other guests. While the man who was stabbed in the alleged pair named Gilang Putra Atmaja.

Jasmine blinked her eyes slowly, she was listening to the news she was getting right now. Not being too focused, Jasmine turned down the volume of her television. Then go back to scrolling the ticktock.

It's true, now all the news - Viral news first on the ticktok rather than on the news.

Angelica Saylendra and Gilang Putra Atmaja who are homeowners in the Grand Tjokhro area who held a celebration party before the bloody tragedy occurred. Police are still investigating the motive for the murder. But the police also said that this was an enemy who might want to destroy this family without rest.

The news was accompanied by photos of Angle and Gilang that they might get from Instagram to two.

Jasmine was stunned to hear the news. He was still listening and searching for the truth about the death of Gilang and Angel.

One by one her old best friends and the late Canva start sending her Whatsaap, asking if she has seen the news or not. Which made Jasmine hold her heart even more so that she could strongly accept the reality.

“List and Angel? No way.” Slowly, not believing the news that is circulating.

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