Red Box
Bullet 20: Metadata
While rubbing my face, I turned towards Fira who immediately looked away.
“A-I go straight, yes!” pamitku, wrong behavior.
“Why rush?” fira Sahut.
“There is important business at headquarters,” I replied.
That's not entirely a lie. Earlier this morning, Roni reported on a video that should be analyzed.
“Lunch first, gih, just back!” Fira.
“When, deh!”
“Worry is not good, yes?”
“There really is business, if you spare sometime I stop by again, kok!”
“Appointment?”
“Iya,” nod.
“Then it is, here's your HP!”
Fira reached out, asking me to hand over the phone. Knowing its nature, I just gave it right away, after first opening the pattern.
Seen writing something, Fira then handed back the phone.
“That's my number, save, yes!” it was so sweet, with a sweet voice.
While naming and keeping it in contact I smile to myself. Instantly, I immediately wiped my forehead, checking if my eel was getting hot.
I think I'm really sick. Otherwise, why would I be so excited, just because I got a number?
“Em, cepet healed, same don't move much!” seruku, “see tuh, inside the envelope! Your bones are small, your weight is hard. No need to wear kayaking shoes yesterday again!” imbuhku.
“Whatever why, I like, kok!” fira Protest.
Aware of being nobody, I sighed. Anyway, I can't manage his life.
“Ya already, the important thing is not to be careless,” remember me, “ Surely you do not want to go for a walk?” my continue.
“You want to make sure it is?” tanyakanya.
"Why not?" my reply.
"Where to?"
He asked again.
“Where ever and whenever,” I replied.
Seeing the girl taking such a serious look, I immediately said again, “k-if you want, of course. Therefore, take good care of your feet so you can go to many places.”
Fira was smiling, and I started to step away waving my hand.
“Don't forget to send WA, if you're home!” yells.
With the help of Nur, Fira stood up. He waved his hand back with a smile so sweet.
“You sit down!” myrag.
“Before doang, kok!” reply Fira, “you be careful, yes!” continued.
“Pick cured!” nod me, “I come back first!” continued, bidding.
For some reason, it was so hard to leave him. In fact, both my legs feel heavy. With a smile, I waved my hand again
“Be careful!” Fira.
“Nevent standing!”
“Entar sit down again, kok.”
“I'm back, yes!”
“Apaan, anyway? Back home!” his nag.
With a smile, I turned down the stairs.
Unintentionally, I saw Mama Fira running. Even when I got downstairs, I still saw him peering out of the kitchen, right next to the fridge. He looked so sweet, it made me feel so ashamed.
Like a crossbow athlete, I rushed off to run down the ridge. As fast as lightning, I opened the gate and started the car, running away like I had just seen a demon. That was really terrible. I even think I'll remember this for a lifetime.
I really want to die, I thought.
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I really don't want to face reality. Damn, my mom kept asking me questions, even though I locked the door. That incident really got me thinking. To the extent that, I was forced to take lunch secretly, just because I didn't want to see my mom.
Feeling that there was no other way, I immediately went to papa's office with his car, and asked to exchange cars. Returning to headquarters was the only way out I could think of, in order to regain my composure.
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In the car, I turned on the tape, playing the old rock song as loud as possible. Although remembering it made me feel like screaming, singing as much as possible made some bad thoughts feel lighter. In my heart, I really want to lose my memory, like the song I'm currently playing.
Not felt, the clock has shown at half-four in the afternoon. I decided to go straight to the official house, because it felt bad, if I enter now. Fearfully, people might think I'm looking for face, or even absent. On the way, I happened to meet Mr. Edi, aka the headquarters guard, so it made me think of sending a message.
Seen confused to see my whereabouts, he asked “lho, how have you gone home, mas?”
“I'm on leave, sir!” I replied, “should be back tomorrow, but since there was a call, so hurry to come,”.
Seen carrying a watch, he said, "oh, this, want to be shortened, mas!"
"Oh!" my nod.
I think he thought I was curious, but just wanted to leave a message.
“Why not go to headquarters?” ask Mr. Edi.
“Tanggung, briefly again on the back,” answered me, “mending break, people are not calls from superiors, kok,” added me.
Hearing my explanation, Mr. Edi nodded.
“If anyone starts, say not yet back, yes sir!” seruku, directly express the intent.
“If you are looking for a boss, how?” ask Mr. Edi.
“If top, yes don't!” I said, “entar if the car again, how is it parked? Say it, 'doang's car. The person is not there yet, that's it, yes sir!” my continue.
“Ready!”
Mr. Edi saluted, making me laugh for a moment.
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Inside the house, I laid my body. Bad thoughts are still haunting that make me unable to rest.
Frustrated, I decided to take the bag in the car and pull out the laptop. Using a data cable, I moved the previously transmitted video file, intending to analyze it directly.
Incidentally, I also remembered the promise to inform, so that all of you sent a message to Fira.
“I've arrived!” write me, continue checking the file.
Luckily, the video was already available so I didn't have to do the tedious convoluted process.
When analyzing evidence, it must be available first. If the evidence has been deleted or incomplete, it is necessary to make a recovery first so that the existing evidence becomes more complete. The process sometimes takes much longer than the analysis itself.
The first thing to make sure before the analysis of ¹metadata is the ownership of the video. The worst thing about receiving the dossier was that the evidence was deliberately given to outwit the investigation. But because given Roni, and the person concerned was ordered directly by the leader, then this process can be said to have been passed.
The important points to be examined only identify who and what the purpose of the evidence is. Again, who here is not explained, then my focus is only the second point. Apparently, this is going to be an easy task.
Through media info, data about the origin of the video can usually be detected immediately, especially if it is a genuine video. Starting from the format, the device used, to the date of shooting. The point of this work is; knowing the origin of the video is one of the most important things.
“It looks like there is already a lot of editing process.”
Sighing, I noticed the results of the media info that turned out to be not as expected. Forced, I had to play the video recording once again.
I sighed, momentarily silently staring at the monitor screen. Apparently there are indeed additional effects and cutting duration that seem quite obvious. That means, I have to break it down into a number of frames and analyze one after another.
“Alright, this is starting to suck!” muttered.
Before continuing the metadata analysis, I first improved the video quality. Often, important details are hindered by video quality that is too poor, thus hampering the investigation process. In essence, the better the quality of the video, the easier it will be to analyze.
Only then did I begin to devise a series of analytical procedures.
“I need coffee!” I muttered, suddenly feeling thirsty.
As soon as I left, I went to the kitchen to make it. Unfeeling, scents of pleasure and work instantly took my mind off.
In a state of focus, I finally managed to complete the identification process faster than the initial estimate.
“Not as difficult as expected,” muttered me, satisfied with the results of the work.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
Suddenly, the sound of the door being knocked was heard.
"Who's visiting?" I thought, staring at the clock on the cell phone that showed half a six-afternoon.
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*¹*A**is structured information, which describes, explains, locates, or makes it easier to retrieve, use, or manage a source of information. Metadata is often called data about data or information about information*.
