Murderer
CHAPTER 4 - Investigation of Pine Forest Cases (Revised)
Duampanua Police
The place where the body was found was the jurisdiction of the local police, but they did not want them to have to form a joint team to solve the case. Citra and some of its members came to the Duampanua Police to talk about it.
They return to where Kinanti's body was found, although they are not sure if they will find anything different there. The perpetrator of the murder was so thorough, he seemed to really understand how the police work and not a single trace he left behind.
“I believe this place is only used as a disposal of corpses, Ndan,” Faisal said his conjecture to Citra.
Actually Citra knew that, she just wished the killer a little careless and left something behind. The pixie cut-haired woman moved away from the police line, she walked out on the side of the road. Her eyes were looking for something, CCTV. Iptu Hamka from the Duampanua police station followed his classmate.
The image pointed towards a small camera across the pine forest road. “CCTV it works right?“
Iptu Hamka nodded. “But—sadly the CCTV did not record anything on the night of the incident. Only a few vehicles were caught crossing.”
Eyebrow Citra almost interlocked to hear the words of his colleague, he also revealed one possibility. “The vehicle could have transported the victim's corpse and stopped at the blind spot.”
Hamka instead frowned, indeed his colleague's theory could have happened. But the blind spot not caught by CCTV is two and a half kilometers away.
“Is it possible for him to carry a corpse from a distance of about two and a half kilometers?” Hamka asked in a doubtful tone. “The possibility is very thin.”
“Although the possibility is only 0.001% for me is very important. Unless he is a ghost, because it is impossible for a human being to be able to not leave a trace in the slightest,” Citra said, while her eyes still looked around the huta pine. They then returned to the starting point found the bodies of Kinanti and — because they did not find anything, the group of police officers returned to the office of Duampanua Police.
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Faisal read the small agenda book that he always carried everywhere during the investigation, in the book it was written many things. Starting with his hypothesis. To the list of witnesses and possible suspects.
That morning, Faisal decided to visit Hospital S on Hero Street to see Andrian's doctor, one of whom was on Kinanti's appointment list before being killed. Faisal's silver avanza stopped in the parking lot of the hospital basement.
“I police officer want to meet with doctor Andrian.” Faisal showed his identification to the hospital information officer.
“Doctor Andrian is in the operating room. You can wait a while in the waiting room,” explained the information officer.
Faisal nodded, then walked towards the waiting room. From a distance he saw the information officer was on the phone, maybe he told his arrival to the assistant Doctor Andrian.
Two hours was quite a long time to wait, until finally a young man in a white coat came over to Faisal. The identification tag attached to the suit explains if he is the person he is looking for.
“Good morning,” greet Andrian while extending a hand. “Include, I'm Andrian. Doctor Andrian.”
Faisal welcomed the young doctor's hand. “I Ipda Faisal's. Sorry, I'll take a little of your time.”
The man before him smiled kindly. He also invited Faisal to move to the hospital cafeteria. “Maybe it would be better if we chat in the cafeteria.”
He complied with the doctor's invitation, they then headed to the cafeteria on the top floor of the hospital. After ordering a cup of coffee, Faisal said he meant to meet Andrian.
“Well, as you can see in the news, the body of lawyer Kinanti has been found in the pine forest fringe of the Rante Karua Cloud area.” Faisal started their conversation.
This man seemed so calm hearing Faisal's words. He put a few blocks of sugar in his coffee.
“Yes, I've seen the news about Kinanti's death, Andrian's” chimed in a flat tone. “Truly tragic.”
“It looks like before getting killed, lawyer Kinanti intends to meet with you.” Faisal continued to smack without further ado.
This young specialist sipped his coffee quietly. Those milk-brown irises of eyes were staring straight at Faisal. His face is expressionless.
“May I know, what did your meeting with lawyer Kinanti mean that night?”
From the look in Andrian's eyes, it seems that he already knew that Faisal was interrogating him indirectly. “We do have an appointment. However — Kinanti suddenly canceled an appointment, he said he would meet someone important.”
“Did he say who he would meet?” Andrian slicked his shoulders to answer Faisal's question. It indicates that he does not know or is unsure.
“Kinanti just said she would meet her little friend,” replied Andrian. He continued to hold the coffee cup which was only half the contents
“Thank you for the caption. If I need your details more, or you know something please contact me!” Faisal stood up from where he was sitting. His hand reached into the jacket pocket to pick up his business card, then thrust it to Andrian.
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December 29th, 2020
This afternoon, Citra went to Law Firm M where Kinanti worked. He left with Faisal after the two Inspectors visited Hospital S. The four-story building looks empty. Two reception girls in their 20s greeted them.
“Good morning, anything we can help?” one of the receptionists was friendly. The image shows his identification.
“There are some things we want to ask about Ibu Kinanti,” Citra said. “Does Ibu Kinanti have enemies during work?”
The two receptionists exchanged looks.
“I think—if looking for enemies Mother Kinanti the list will be long. Because every opponent in the trial who lost, will look for Bu Kinanti,”, explained the receptionist named Vera.
The image continues its question, “If the irregularities on the twenty-sixth to twenty-seven December?”
Vera frowned. He looked at Nadia, his co-worker.
“Maybe we need to tell about it .. about the wreath,” whispered Nadia hesitated to Vera and greeted a nod from her friend.
“That day — there was a wreath of sorrow that came to the office, addressed to Bu Kinan,” Nadia explained in a doubtful tone.
“But strangely the name printed on the ribbon of the wreath is someone else's name. Then, the afternoon Bu Kinan went home in a hurry and canceled all appointments.”
“Means a wreath shipment?” This time Faisal was interested in the receptionist's explanation.
“The flower ban reads a name, but I do not remember the name written on the wreath,” replied Vera
“Dan—when Bu Kinanti saw the wreath, she was shocked and shocked. His face turned pale with fear.”
“Bu Kinan was also angry and shouted hysterically. He asked us to return the bouquet. A few hours later, Bu Kinan also got a package without the sender's name containing a dose of rubber balloons" Nadia said.
This time Citra and Faisal exchanged glances, does it have anything to do with this case? Or just the prank terror of the opponents of the Kinanti trial?
“In addition, are there no peculiarities or other events?”
“There. A father also came and raged here. He berated Bu Kinan ... it all happened on the same day,” said Nadia.
“Who is that person?” cecar Citra's.
“It looks like one of the opponents in Bu Kinan's trial. She mentioned about the case of sexual abuse to her daughter so that the girl committed suicide.” Nadia explained everything that happened on the twenty-seventh of December.
“Can we browse through the case files belonging to Ms Kinanti?” ask Faisal.
Vera nodded and escorted the two police officers to Kinanti's study.
“If I don't remember wrongly, the case was about two months ago. Bu Kinanti's client the son of a wealthy businessman and the victim was the daughter of the family's driver,” explained Vera on her way to Kinanti's room.
After delivering them, Vera returned to the reception desk. Kinanti is clearly a conscientious and perfectionist, the case file is neatly arranged based on the type of case and year. So Citra and Faisal did not take long to find the sexual harassment case files that Kinanti handled.
The perpetrator is a medical student level III named Gerald Bagaskara and his victim is a student class XII a state SMU named Vania Sukmadinata. The victim's address is inscribed on a memo sticker that looks deliberately Kinanti paste.
The late Kinanti did look really professional. He will not let his client go home empty-handed.
Faisal recorded the address on his agenda. The files he returned to their original place. They left Kinanti's office room and left business cards to the two receptionist girls after previously asking the florist who sent a bouquet of flowers to Kinanti.
These two clues have not been able to open the mystery of the case of Kinanti's death.
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