Murderer

CHAPTER 52 - Home

The plane that Citra boarded landed at Manggala airport, a week was not enough for him and Dito solved the case of death of his adoptive parents. Permission given by Commander Warsita was over, especially Commander Norman felt Citra was a bully in the investigation so he always tried to make Citra quickly return to Manggala.

Once set foot on the land of Manggala, Citra immediately asked Haris who came to pick him up with Jaka to immediately drive him to Bara.

His rush driven by Haris was speeding as if they were racing against time.

“I was very surprised when I got a report about a body found hanging in an empty building of a former clinic.” Haris broke the silence between the three of them on the sidelines of the traffic jam. “More when I know if the body is ...”

“Christian?” cut Citra was greeted with a thin nod from Haris.

“He's not Christian, he's Gerald. Benedict Orphanage adopted by a garment entrepreneur and both died in car accidents.” The image explains the true Christian identity to Haris.

Jaka who has been in the Citra division for a long time and knows the story behind the Benedict Orphanage case. “What is this still related to the Hand of God Man's case?” ask Jaka curiously.

The image shook weakly. He had absolutely no idea about what and how, why and who, were behind all these events.

Right now Citra just wants to hear what Bara wants to tell her. Then he'll see Doctor Hendrawan, he's Evelyn's father, so at least he'll know some information about the background of all these cases and what Evelyn's related to God's Hand's website.

Finally their black rush entered the basement of Bhayangkara hospital, after the car stopped perfectly, Citra immediately went down without waiting for the two subordinates.

His half-running steps echoed on the basement floor and somehow Citra came close to bumping into several nurses and patients in the corridor. He immediately entered the room Bara who was asleep with a sitting position and his head was laid down to the arm-bearing table.

“Bara.” The slow voice of Citra was enough to make this man jump in shock.

Bara rubbed his eyes, making sure he was really awake and not dreaming. After his consciousness gathered he stretched out his body to straighten his muscles.

“You're back?” ask Bara while yawning. He stood up and asked Citra to sit on a sofa full of heaps of files.

They finally sat face to face, Citra put up a serious face and stared intently at Bara.

“Do you know anything about Christian?” The image scrunched his forehead and raised his eyebrows side by side.

“He asked me to match your DNA with his stepfather,” continued Bara, he stood up and walked towards his desk.

He looked as if he was ruffling the contents of his desk drawer like he was looking for something. Bara also sat back on the sofa with several sheets of paper in his hand and then thrust the papers on Citra.

Now the papers have changed hands to Citra. “Only this?”

Bara nodded, he leaned his back. “Your DNA results match. Your DNA with Christian's stepfather, ken ..”

“Gerald, he is Gerald. Not Christian.” Image cuts Bara speech. The words issued by this policewoman made Bara surprised.

“What do you mean?”

Silent image, he was immersed in his own mind when reading the results of the DNA test. He thought all this time he and Raka were orphans who did not have parents.

The paper he put on the table. “I go first, there are things I have to confirm to Doctor Hendrawan.”

“Ta—tapi ..”

He finds Jaka and Haris smoking in the corner of the basement near the emergency exit. The image signals them to get in the car.

They again glided with the rush that split the streets of Manggala which began in the afternoon, leading to where Doctor Hendrawan was detained. As soon as the car stopped, Citra jumped down and ran to the building where the prisoners were.

Doctor Hendrawan has admitted himself as an accomplice to the homeless killer, is the Christian he means the same as Christian who Citra knows so far?

As soon as he saw the old doctor taken by the prison warden, Citra immediately took out a photo of Christian alias Gerald and showed Doctor Hendrawan.

This old man's eyebrows looked wrinkled in wonder, he then asked, “Who is this guy?”

“This is Christian, right?” urgently Citra looked at the confused face of the man.

Unexpectedly, he shook his head. “This is the prosecutor that Evelyn said lived with them since childhood, because her parents died in an accident.”

“Christian had a burn on his face and I caused that wound before leaving my son and grandson alone in Mandalanusa first.”

Citra sits limp. All this time he suspected the wrong man and Gerald must have died in regret.

“The relationship between me and Evelyn is not good, I deliberately left them out of hatred, guilt and anger. Finally ...” The story of Evelyn and Doctor Hendrawan's past begins to flow.

“I heard he remarried to his former girlfriend Darius when Christian was a teenager. However, it wasn't long before I heard that Darius was running away from Evelyn.” Doctor Hendrawan closed the story.

“Lantas why Christian .. ah, no, the prosecutor said that the man with Darius was with Evelyn?”

Doctor Hendrawan let out a long sigh, “Evelyn found Darius' hideout turned into a vagrant in the tunnel of the former failed railway project.”

The image gasped, was that old man he met Darius? The image increasingly does not understand the story of his life, his body was too shrewd.

After he finished getting information from Doctor Hendrawan, he returned to the car with slow steps. Seeing that, Haris and Jaka immediately approached Citra.

“What's the commander?” Haris and Jaka compactly asked. While he could only hold on to Haris shoulder without saying a word.

In the car, Citra adjusts her breath, then turns to Jaka who was once held hostage by the perpetrator. “You remember the man who took you yesterday?”

“I remember only three people, one was Doctor Hendrawan .. The other two I did not see their faces. The man with burns on his face was wearing thick face makeup like the Joker, while the others were wearing masks.”

“Only ...” Jaka hung his words, clearly visible on his face one big doubt. This time Haris stopped turning on the car engine out of curiosity.

The two of them looked at Jaka, asking him to continue his words.

“I was like having known the masked man, but somewhere and I felt familiar with him. Maybe the age of the man is almost the same as the age of our parents.”

Imagery's mind was immediately fixed on Darius.

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