Murderer
CHAPTER 3 - The Dead Lawyer (Revised)
A commotion occurred at a law firm office. A fairly old man looked raging and either cursed at who was inside the lobby. Sometimes he shouts the name of Kinanti.
“Sorry sir, don't make a fuss here. Or we had to call security!” One of the receptionists warned the man.
“Mother Kinanti will see you after meeting with her client, Sir. So please calm down first!”
The person feels like he is in a state of equilibrium and cannot calm down. He continuously curses and occasionally kicks chairs in the lobby.
“Basic duitan eye lawyer! For the sake of a wad of money he was willing to defend a rapist!” He kept shouting and had Kinanti's lawyer come out to see him. "Get out you Win!!"
The receptionist was forced to call security because this man did not want to calm down. The security of the building, arrived at the same time as Kinanti who also came out to meet the person who was making this troublemaker. With a haughty move, he approached the depressed man in his fifty years. A cynical smile fell on Kinanti's lips at how troubled the man was.
Calmly and coldly, Kinanti rebutted the accusations made by the man. “Lawyer is only in charge of defending his client. The decision of the trial depends on the evidence of the prosecutor, whether complete or not!”
“Your child case is legally disabled — less evidence and witnesses. So it is not my fault if my client is free.” Still with a haughty face and cold eyes, Kinanti made a light look. “Why don't you appeal.”
“Basic, ice hearted women!” The man pointed at the woman's lawyer face furiously. He was about to hit Kinanti, but was detained by security.
They dragged the man and forced him out. Even so, he continued to shout cursing Kinanti. “May God immediately uproot your life with pain or I will uproot your life!”
Kinanti returned to her room without guilt, she was famous as a lawyer with hands and cold-blooded and cunning. All the cases he handled were successful and only one of the handful of Kinanti's opponents had ever run amok in this office. Not a single employee was surprised by the events that had happened just now, because they were used to it.
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December 28th, 2020
Manggala residents were shocked by the discovery of the body of a thirty-five-year-old woman in the Rante Karua Cloud pine forest, three days after Christmas. An old farmer first found the body when he was about to leave for his field. Seeing a woman lying on the edge of the forest made him run to the nearest village apparatus to report.
Police teams soon arrived at the site of the discovery of the body along with several forensic officers. They immediately closed the area with a yellow line of police.
Some of the forensic officers took photographs of the bodies and some looked for evidence that it was a crime or accident, the condition of TKP whose terrain is still somewhat foggy makes it difficult for officers to comb the entire place at once. But seeing the scars on his body, it signifies a murder crime.
Broken vertebrae, choking marks, and bruises on his hands and feet, showed that he had fought before he died. Impossible if the accident event will produce a giggling scar, some scratches are on his calf and heel like he was dragged when he fainted or died.
On the side of the body were scattered some personal items that allegedly belonged to the victim. The small open bag contained a wallet, cell phone and an agenda book. There were no signs of rape, even if it was a robbery, then the woman's cell phone would not be in the bag, nor the jewelry still attached to her body.
“Approximate time of death when, Bar?” Faisal, the police officer of the rank of Inspector Two, asked a forensic doctor named Bara.
Bara frowned. He looked for a moment at the helpless corpse. “Around 11pm.”
One of the other forensic officers took the victim's identification and also the business card in the wallet.
Kinai Candhrawati, S.H., M.H
(Advocate)
“It turns out this woman is a lawyer from law firm M on Lily.” street The officer presented his findings to Bara.
Bara returned the identification card and business card to be returned to the wallet, the objects were put in the pocket of evidence. Of course the first person to find the body did not escape the barrage of police questions, the old farmer who was still shocked was a little confused. He looked pityfully at the frozen body of Kinanti, he might not dare to imagine if the one lying there was his daughter.
“Faisal!” Bara called out to Faisal who was with the old farmer. “Try this! Something is strange!”
Faisal, who was asking for information from the old farmer, immediately approached Bara. At first glance there was nothing strange other than her neat clothes.
However, when they revealed the back of her white blouse — saw incisions on the woman's back, the incision formed a sentence. Whether it was made as a joke or was this killer deliberately giving clues.
Deuteronomy 19:21 (NB) Do not love him, for he is: life for life, eyes for eyes, teeth for teeth, hands for hands, feet for feet."
Faisal's forehead shriveled, he looked like he was thinking hard. So many questions came to his mind. Is the motive for this murder a revenge? If whose revenge did it? Eye for eye, hand for hand, foot for foot, quote verse Al-Kitab also refers to punishment to a sinner. What mistake or sin had the young lawyer committed to this tragic fate?
Inspector two is asking back the agenda that has been secured by forensic officers, he hopes there is a little clue in it. Faisal opened the victim's agenda sheet after sheet. This is just a regular agenda, it's just that — there is one appointment that attracts Faisal's attention.
December 27th, 2020
dr. Andrian, Sp.An
Four hours before the victim was killed, Faisal included the doctor's name on the checklist, all possibilities not to be missed. The sun was getting higher and the pine forest fog had started to disappear bit by bit. Faisal stayed away from the scene for a moment.
He picked up a cigarette and lit it while leaning against a pine tree, and he sucked deeply into the nicotine patch. There are still many mysteries about why, what and how, then who is the perpetrator of this murder. Then what is the meaning of the quotation of the Bible verse inscribed by the perpetrator through an incision in the skin of the victim?
Faisal was strategizing about his investigation and who he would ask for his information later. However, her concentration was piqued by the commotion on the other side of the police line, it was caused by a woman in her mid-thirty-fives who was trying to get into the scene by breaking through the police line.
Black leather jacket and plain white T-shirt interior, combined with army green cargo pants, give the impression of masculine in women of high stature so high. He still forced to enter the scene that was closed to the public.
Faisal is really disturbed now. He threw away his cigarette butts violently and walked closer to the commotion.
“Sorry, journalists are temporarily not allowed to cover!” Faisal was being firm with the woman.
Instead of being afraid, he looked back at Faisal with a defiant gaze and no less sharp than the gaze of this police officer, then he took out an identification from his jacket pocket. After reading the woman's identification, the police reflexes at TKP — without exception Ipda Faisal saluted. It turns out that this woman is the captain of Team A moving from Medan, Iptu Citra Deborah Hutabarat.
Seeing that his subordinates had already understood, he walked towards the victim. “How is the condition of the body?”
“Ready! There is something strange with the body, on his back there is an incision that forms a quotation of the verse of the Book, Commander!”
As the image approaches the woman's body, it re-reveals the white blouse the victim wore. Read carefully the writing. Examining for a moment the condition of the victim, then he returned to Faisal's place.
“Victim identity?”
“Ready! Candhrawati. A lawyer from law firm M!”
“There are tools or evidence left by the perpetrator?”
“Ready! Nil, Commander!”
The image let out a long sigh, the hazel-colored iris sweeping through the affordable forest with its gaze. He went around, looking for something and hoping that the perpetrator would do a little carelessness.
“There was one more incision I found in the victim's palm. A cross upside down,” whispered Bara when Citra was some distance away. “From the scratch, I think he's an expert and meticulous.”
Faisal's eyes were wide. An upside-down cross sign that seemed familiar, he felt he had seen it somewhere. But where?
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The hour hand showed at one in the morning. Citra's coffee glass was empty again, this was the umpteenth glass that he sipped to keep his eyes open. The pine forest case kept team A awake all night.
Faisal seemed to be asleep on the case files while some of his team members were still awake, some were asleep exhausted on the couch in their room.
No fingerprints, no evidence at all. This case is like a fog. Imaging image while looking at each photo of the victim and TKP displayed on the investigation board. The feeling of fatigue makes him feel the need for a little fresh air intake.
“I want to get some fresh air outside.”
“Ready, Ndan!”
He took a deep breath, breathing the night air in the office garden. Image of dropping bodies on a park bench. His eyes looked blankly at the night sky and then closed but did not sleep, the memory of Citra revolved around when he was about to enter the police academy after graduating from college and his family was so against the wishes of Citra.
“Coffee, Ndan?” Faisal's voice made Citra flinch. He looked up and looked at his subordinates who were holding two hot cups of coffee.
He offered a cup of coffee to the commander. Citra received the glass and back leaning on the park bench.
“Thank you,” Citra said. "Who would have thought the first day would have even gotten a very complicated case ...."
“Just welcome present from this city, Ndan.” joked Faisal smiled slightly, Citra laughed softly. Tired, that was all he could say, today was the first day he served in the Manggala Polrestabes.
"The woman .. what sin she had committed in the past, so she was tortured even after she died." Imagra muttered to himself.
Faisal only remembered that the spine of Kinanti's body was crushed due to a blunt object. Was she strangled after being tortured or was the woman tortured after being strangled to death. Then why is the woman's shirt still clean and neat, like it was just worn on her after death.
“He must be in a lot of pain. From his face it is seen if he is very tormented before dying,” murmured Faisal softly. They were silent again in the silence of the night. Busy with their own assumptions.
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