Murderer

CHAPTER 12 - Hope (Revised)

This case is increasingly the attention of the public, let alone the attention of regional officials. The division where Citra is in charge, especially the team he leads, is under pressure from various parties.

Rumors about his personal relationship Citra with this case, making him suspended from the case, he was considered not to be objective if personal matters were mixed in it and this case was handled entirely by Faisal. However, he still provides information to Citra.

Citra is forced to investigate the case secretly, to find out anything about the Hand of God Man and what it has to do with Benedict's orphanage, hope God gives a ray of light to all the questions in his mind.

Today, the female inspector decides to visit Angelica at the hospital, but accidentally crosses paths with Andrian who just finished checking on the model.

"Good afternoon Captain Citra" Andrian said.

"Just call me Citra, Doc."

"It would be more convenient if you call me with Andrian alone. After all it looks like we are the same age," Andrian replied while showing off his dimples.

Thin smile on the lips Citra.

"Visiting Angelica?" andrian asked who was answered with a nod.

The eyes of Citra were fixed on the figure of a thirty-five-year-old woman lying like a princess sleeping in a patient bed, various machines were on his side as well as wires attached to the poor woman's body.

"When will he realize?" ask Citra.

"It takes a miracle. Moreover, the injuries he experienced were very severe," replied Andrian.

"Either, I should be pityed or grateful, people like these like them like to bully others ..." murmured Citra softly.

Andrian just smiled knot. "God is always fair with His people, whether sooner or later, every human being will get his own karma" he said.

"And there's something I want to say" Faisal said.

Seeing that there was something important they were going to talk about, Andrian pleaded. He let the two officers talk.

"Is it true that Angelica was one of those cross-marked photos? Photos of the children of Benedict's orphanage."

Andrian's steps stalled, he deliberately eavesdropped on the two police officers' conversation as soon as he heard the name of Benedict's orphanage they mentioned.

"Yes, it's Cindy. One of the children who caused the death of my twin brother, Raka."

"So this guard you mean because you're sure that the man will come here?"

Imagra. "What did you want to say? That only?"

"Ready! We found one CCTV footage from the basement that captured the figure of Valen's kidnapper. He drives a red sport bike, and ...." Faisal hesitated to reveal the uncertain truth. Maybe his eyes are wrong.

"The person was Andre, the older brother of the late Cecilia," Faisal continued.

Andrian inched away, he returned to his practice room with a smile full of mystery.

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Apartment studio Cakrawala

Andre hung his jacket on the back door, then headed to the kitchenette and living room, his body was very tired because he had just come home from work. Last night, he replaced one of the absent bartenders, so he was at the full twenty-four-hour cafe.

A can of beer in the fridge. Then turn on the television, looking for news of the development of the Valen case, he was very surprised when the person was reportedly killed.

The person who asked him to kidnap Valen, did not say anything, other than to avenge Andre's grief as well as Cecilia's misfortune and he did not mention the murder.

That means he's an accomplice to the killer. Actually Andre is not too dizzy about his fate that will end up in prison later, because life there has been felt. So what if I go to jail one more time? B*****n it has received the appropriate reply now.

Valen's death is tragic. He was tortured in such a way.

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Andre's phone vibrated on the table, a short message notification from the private number appeared on the flat object screen.

'If someone asks who is the Hand of God, what is your answer?'

Reading the message, Andre's forehead frowned, whether this was a prank message or really from the person who told him to kidnap Valen. He only knew the Hand of God from a God's Hand site.

'I would say I am the Hand of God.'

He sent the message back and deleted it.

"Good morning, how are you?" greet Faisal.

"Morning!" reply Andre with a slightly displeased tone.

"Sorry, you have to come with us to the office right now! Here's the warrant."

"What's up?!" ketus tanyanya.

"About Valentino Arthasena, we obtained one CCTV recording in the basement of the hospital. You seem to be in a hurry to get home and your movements are suspicious" Faisal said.

Andre was silent, the apartment was suddenly silent, he was staring under the gaze of the police officers. He was really stuck this time, if he claimed to be the Hand of God .. The death penalty would probably await him. However, if he does not admit it. then the one who took his life must be the Hand of God.

"I will indeed visit b******n who killed my sister. But, the cafe boss contacted me and asked me overtime because there would be a lot of guests."

"We've checked. You're late for work."

Andre was silent again, it seemed like he had no way left but to acknowledge the kidnapping. "Alright, I confess, I kidnapped Valen and finished him off" he said lightly.

Faisal was flabbergasted, was this as soon as Andre confessed his crime?

"You know the risk of your confession?" faisal asked convincingly.

"I'm ready for all the risks!" Andre.

"Then, Andre, you're under arrest for kidnapping, molestation and premeditated murder. Any information you speak will be evidence in court! You have the right to be accompanied by a lawyer." Faisal handcuffed and took Andre to the police station.

Inside the interrogation room, Andre sat in this room as a potential patient, he looked around the empty room. Shortly after, Faisal entered with the map in his hand.

"Do you know what you've said?" The man in front of him just looked down. Faisal leaned back on the chair and sighed heavily.

"You want a lawyer?" He was once again silent and Andre's silence made Faisal frustrated.

"The punishment you will receive is not a light punishment. You could get a life sentence or even a death sentence!" faisal Strictly.

"I know ...." Andre said softly.

"I kidnapped Valen, then took him to that empty warehouse. I tortured him to death .. he deserves to die!" continued furious.

"What you're saying could be evidence in court!" snapped Faisal.

There was something strange about Andre. "If you're the culprit, explain what this photo means!" faisal urged to show the photos they found in the warehouse.

Andre looked surprised, he did not expect that there was any evidence like this that the person left behind. Looking at the photo Faisal showed, Andre's face turned pale.

"Be—ne—dict orphanage ..." - Andre stammered. Why could this old photo have that guy? Who the hell is he?

'Valentino Arthasena is asleep. The reply he had received was even more poignant. If you betray, then the hand of God will uproot your life!'

A postcard was sent to his workplace a few days ago. Andre knows for sure who the man he is dealing with, he also knows for sure who the person is, but — he chooses silence, because sometimes the world needs people like him to punish sinners.

"Tell me honestly, did you see that guy?" ask Faisal.

Andre jerks. "Whose person? I'm the sole offender!" his objection.

"They deserved to die after bulldozing Raka to death ...." Andre mumbled softly as he glanced sharply at Faisal. "Isn't that so Inspector? Sinners must be punished."

Faisal kicked the table, he was very upset at the moment. From behind the interrogation room, Citra witnessed and heard the results of Faisal's interrogation with Andre, she secretly agreed with Andre's remarks just now. However, Citra's legal soul does not justify all that, unfortunately he is being suspended from the case so he can not interrogate Andre and that makes Citra very desperate.

The Arthasena family demanded the legal side to give the toughest punishment to Andre, while they had absolutely no idea if there was anything greater than this.

The image still regularly visits Angelica, she is so hopeful that the miracle of God and this woman can wake up from a coma, to be able to tell something, even if it is just a little.

"You come to see again?" greet Andrian, Citra smiled and nodded.

"I hope he can wake up soon ..." muttered Citra.

"Want to get some coffee?" bargain Andrian.

The image approves the invitation, the Hand of God seems to be in quiet time. Perhaps he was afraid, or indeed was waiting for the right time to take the life of his target again. Who is this Hand of God?

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