JOKO SPECIAL AGENT

027 - JOKO & HENDRO.

“We will go inside and..”.

“No. I'll go inside myself,” Joko cut off Tri's talk.

“Before I enter, please turn off all cctv that are in that room.”

“But, Sir. We still have to follow the rules that are.”

The police chief was not sure to turn off the cctv inside the interrogation room.

“You don't have to worry. We're the one who's going to be in charge of all this from now on, so just turn off the cctv and also take off the cuffs.”

The police chief finally allowed Joko to do that and told his members to remove the handcuffs in Hendro's hands.

After the handcuffs were removed from Hendro's hands, Joko immediately prepared to enter the interrogation room.

*BRAK!!!!

*BRAK!!!

*BRAK!!!

And sure enough, when Joko entered the room, he immediately grabbed Hendro's hair, then banged his head on the table three times.

Hendro could not hold back anymore because in posture and strength, it was clear Joko was the superior.

“Are you Hendro?” asked Joko who was still holding Hendro's head on the table.

Joko took off, then sat on a chair right in front of Hendro who had re-strapped his head.

Hendro still looks defiant and looks dismissive of Joko, after what Joko did to him.

“Your men killed a cop just to save you. I knew it was going to happen, but still it was too much. Why have you acted so far?”

Hendro instead smiled cynically and pointed his middle finger at Joko and still did not want to say a word.

“Good. We don't have much time.”

“You have a long and very dark history. You were in and out of prison in America, then in a Russian prison for 2 years.”

“After that, you survived while in China after I eliminated your boss' drug cartel. Didn't you?”

“Good. Let me find out what your past is like.”

*FREEEK!!!!

Joko tore off Hendro's shirt with both hands, with just one pull.

Hendro still did not want to open his mouth, then remove the rest of his shirt and throw it on the floor.

Hendro's body was filled with tattoos in every part, and only 1 cm from one tattoo to another.

Joko stood next to Hendro and pointed to one in the hands of hendro who was pictured with anchovies.

“It. Originally, you started out as a small-time pickpocket around your hometown, then you grew up while you were in jail.”

Joko's eyes turned to see a tattoo on Hendro's right hand that featured an iron bars.

“Hhh. Did you really start with the class pickpocket teri? Gosh darn. I'm very disappointed. You are real trash.”

Joko pats Hendro's head to lure Hendro, so he wants to open his mouth.

However, Hendro still did not want to open his mouth.

“Most people are smart, learn to avoid being punished while they are still in prison, but it doesn't apply like it to you who are too stupid.”

“You must also be long enough addicted to other illegal drugs in addition to narcotics. Is that why you've become cold sweat like this?”

Joko also noticed some injection marks on Hendro's blackened arm due to too many injections.

“If you haven't been imprisoned for that, you will definitely be very careful before and you can also take care of yourself. At least you don't look like a rat as you do now.”

Joko continued walking around Hendro which seemed like Joko's speech began to make Hendro upset, seeing Hendro who began to clench his hands.