Murderer

CHAPTER 45 - Christian Mysteries (Revised)

The Reskrim Division began the morning with several reports of the discovery of unidentified bodies. Not just one, this time the perpetrator is like being poking fun at a slow cop finding himself.

Pieces of the human body were scattered at three different points. Citra and Haris were forced to split the task for the investigation.

The sculpting image saw an incomplete body hanging in the acacia region. Is this a different case? This guy is so brutal. Citra's forehead frowned, to her surprise Christian was there with several forensic officers.

“What are you doing here?” Citra's tone of voice slightly raised when asking the acquaintance.

Not immediately answering, he smiled widely. “I am the prosecutor who will handle this case, I hope you and the team you lead can work well!”

There was clearly innuendo and emphasis in Christian's tone, but Citra pretended not to listen. He refocused on this incomplete victim. He approached Rianti who was focusing on the scene, once in a while this female chief doctor shook his head slowly, as if he felt the suffering of the victim.

“The leash of the dog is the same, it's just .. The mode this time is more sadistic and even considered very sadistic.”

In response to Rianti's words, Citra fell silent. The headless body, hands and feet were hung up using the dog's leash like the previous case, the question is whether this is a copycat or is the culprit getting crazier?

“What Bara is in TKP where Haris is?” Citra asked while biting the tip of her pen.

“Bara is still in the hospital, she is investigating something.”

The image of a small laugh, it looks like Bara has contracted her curious nature. He wants to be a detective? He went on to inspect the CTF and left Rianti with the body and the body piece.

Citra's feet stepped on something, a box-shaped object made of leather, it looked like a wallet. The image looks down to pick up objects that have been rather shabby because of dirt stains.

When he opened the wallet, Citra's legs suddenly became limp. He seemed unable to stand up straight.

“Ja—Jaka ... This is Jaka's wallet,” softly he muttered to whom. The phone in the pocket of the pants Citra vibrated, her hand reached into the pocket and took the flat object. Harris.

“Halo, report, Ndan! I found Jaka's badge near the body here. His body is very sad.”

Dens. The head of Citra felt dizzy, had he lost another teammate like he used to?

Christian saw the staggered Image directly running towards him and propping up the woman. Realizing that the man she hated so much was propping her up, Citra brusquely brushed Christian's hand away and went to Rianti.

“I found this.” The image thrust out the wallet he found just now. The wallet Rianti received with a questioning look, let alone looking at the pale and dazed Image.

“What's up?” Rianti's curiosity could not be contained anymore, but only silence that he could in response.

Finally he hung his camera and opened the box that had been proffered. Rianti smothered while covering his mouth with one hand when he saw the resident card of the owner of the wallet.

“Jaka ...” Ogre Rianti. He knew the man who owned this wallet although not close, but he knew that the person was Citra's subordinate.

The bodies of the victims were taken to hospital. Citra is still frozen accompanied by Christian and Rianti.

Reskrim room that used to be rowdy every day, now became quiet, each of its residents tried to occupy themselves with their work. All was done to dismiss the reality of the disappearance of Jaka one of the Reskrim members and dismiss the suspicion in their minds if one of the bodies found earlier was himself.

Inside his study, Citra was pensive. He was very anxious to see the results of the forensics, because the two bodies were still unrecognizable. Because the body is only a headless body piece, they have to be patient waiting for the results of DNA tests that are being done. DNA testing is the only way to identify the body.

“Commander ...” Haris peeked at his commander from the door slit. Seeing the lethargic look on his face, Haris barricaded in. But when he was about to close the door again, Citra called him.

“A—anu, Ndan. Doctor Hendrawan wants to see you.” Hearing the name being called, Citra hurriedly moved from her seat.

Outside the room, he could see a man looking at a police bulletin board filled with posters of missing people, including posters of Jaka. His subordinate was investigating this man, then disappeared without trace and news, then near the mutilated body this morning there was the junior's wallet.

“Good afternoon, Doctor Hendrawan.” The man looked over when he heard the voice of Image.

“Sore. I'd like to testify about the homeless people's murder case.” Citra's forehead frowned not to understand, he was like being given a time bomb that could explode at any time.

Either this is a trap, or a bright spot for them to find the real culprit. “You sure about that? Because when you give false testimony—”

“I'm sure!” Doctor Hendrawan cut off Citra's speech.

“Good, we will note your testimony.”

They head to the interrogation room together after Citra calls Haris to accompany her. The space is twice the size of four and contains only one table, four chairs and a tripod with a camera on it.

“Yakin you will testify alone?”

Doctor Hendrawan nodded. Citra and Haris also began to ask about what this doctor knew about the serial murders of the homeless.

“I am in charge of cutting off the body parts of the bodies ...” For a moment this old man hesitated to continue his testimony.

He breathed heavily. The wrinkled fingers tapped on the table and several times he rubbed his temple.

“Lantas?” Citra can't wait for Doctor Hendrawan to continue his speech.

“Last event, I couldn't follow the orders of those two psychopaths. They are really not sane!”

“Two?”

“Yes, those two are crazy at the moment. At first they just asked me to cut off the part of the hand that they thought was only used to ask, rob or steal by the bums. Then, they started telling me to cut off the leg part as well. The last two bodies, those eyes .. their faces of pain and their shouts still ring in my head!”

Doctor Hendrawan looked at Citra and Haris with a look full of horror, as if he had just seen a very frightening event. He ruffled his gray hair.

“Do not say if you mutilate them alive.” This time Haris said softly, suddenly he felt this case would not be easily resolved.

“Who did it?”

This old man was just silent, he was biting his nails in anxiety. His feet did not stop knocking on the floor.

“The culprit, you know the culprit?” Doctor Hendrawan nodded, Christian's name slipping from his mouth.

Body Image limp. Christian?

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