Revenge By Law's

ARTICLE 121

Regina opens the door and finds Iptu Nyoman looking stressed. He sees a video file that has just been given by Tracy Ross, a beautiful artist who claims to be Mischa's late girlfriend.

But, that was not the main reason he was experiencing stress at the moment. News of the police investigation related to Abhimanyu Alexander's remarks in an exclusive interview, in which the police stated all of it was a lie, which triggered the stress of the Iptu. Before the interview was aired, he had received the news complete with his evidence, both about the orphanage camouflaged into a den of crime and about the tunnel in the prison.

“How, Sir?” regina said even though her former boss was not too happy to see her coming. He also sat in front of Iptu Nyoman, although he was not yet welcome. “I was also surprised and tried to deny when someone told me the same thing. Moreover, I know very well the magnitude of your loyalty and respect for the police.”

Iptu Nyoman still has no voice. He stared at Regina sharply with the sound of her teeth snapping. Regina is not wrong. He was just upset and wanted to take it out on Regina because something he believed he had to admit was broken. What is meant is the integrity of all police officers.

“Then, what do you want now?” ask her with a resigned tone.

“Originally you know, I am not proud to say all this to you. In fact, my purpose in telling it was for you to come with me to repair this damage. But, all back to the Father again.”

Iptu Nyoman looks doubtful with Regina's offer. But, he had no other choice. As Regina said just now, she wanted to repair this damage, which had made her almost embarrassed to have the status of a police officer.

 “Alright, what's your plan?”

Regina smiled, then brought her face closer to Iptu Nyoman's ears.

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Indira searched his office keys between key stacks meticulously. His eyes had started to blur so this time it was more difficult than usual. Finally, he found it. Soon he used it to open the door. Then, he entered with a shunt step. Today was exhausting for him.

Without Indira noticing, behind him was a figure who had followed since from the bus stop. It was Jesse Arnold. With a Berreta 71 Caliber 22 gun equipped with silencers hidden behind his shirt, the man acted with confidence.

Mr. Jireh's orders are very clear, namely ending the life of a woman lawyer named Indira Christina. Although he was interested and admired, Jesse Arnold was happier if he could kill the short-haired woman. He sees Indira Christina as the weak point of Mr. Jireh, a terrible figure who has been his example since he was young and had just made a career in this black world.

He looked around the building. Indira has entered and locked the door of his office.Jesse guess, he is heading to the second floor which is used as a residence. Then, the man found the roof of the windows lined up as if giving him a way to climb up to the second floor. Quickly, he climbed the roof until he could reach the second floor before Indira.

Looks like luck is slightly on her side. He found an unlocked window. Without hesitation, he entered through the window. It was a kitchen window. Hearing Indira's footsteps that had just reached the second floor, Jesse immediately tightened his body against the wall so that it came out from the woman's point of view.

Jesse peeked slowly. Indira was sitting in front of the television with her body almost collapsed on the sofa. He turned on the television and watched it with his eyes almost closed. He's really tired.

Jesse's hand began to lift and now the muzzle of his gun was pointed at Indira's head. With a single move of his finger, then Indira's life will be floated.

Suddenly Jesse felt something move swiftly from his left. He turned his head in that direction, and a chair flew towards him. By reflex, he dodged so much that the chair hit the wall beside him and shattered.

Jesse looked towards Indira and the target was no longer in place. It seemed, they had already guessed his presence. Then, he looked back at Rinjani sharply, then put his gun back behind his shirt. He mounted horses, indicating he was ready to fight Rinjani with his bare hands.

“Funny. I could kill more tonight.”

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 The helicopter boarded by Mr. Jireh had just landed on a large, deserted wasteland. The old man got down and sent the helicopter away. The pilot hesitated because the place was completely deserted and it was night. However, because Lord Jireh commanded him, he complied and left him alone.

After the departure of the helicopter, Mr. Jireh just stood up while looking around him. He forgot for a moment the figure named Abhimanyu Alexander and recalled his past with the place. Although there was still nothing to be seen there, he thought that place was his most precious treasure right now.

“Wah, it turns out I am indeed a great person.”

A voice came from a distance. Mr. Jireh stared at the direction the voice came from. His grip on the stick that supported his old body grew tighter. That voice, a voice that had lately been able to increase his anger easily, he finally heard it directly.

“Alright, I admit it,” said Mr. Jireh. “But that doesn't mean you can beat me easily.”

“Come on, I know you're not a villain with superpowers. Killing an old man like you in a place like this is not a difficult thing.”

Mr. Jireh laughed. Then, he did not seem to take Abi's words seriously. “I also admit you are great because I know you are serious in your words to fight only by using the law. If you were to kill me right now, I would still be happy to have misrespected my opponent.”

Actually, Mr. Jireh does not need to worry because behind his suit there is a Glock 17 type gun that he can fire whenever he wants. He did not have superpowers, but his skill in using firearms need not be doubted.

“So, what's your goal to meet me?” asked Mr. Jireh in a heavy voice.

“It looks like you're in a hurry once. Indeed, big-time criminals always have a busy life,” said Abi with his relaxed style. “Alright, I'll get straight to the point. About this island.”

Mr. Jireh did not seem to like the discussion. He looked down for a moment and then took a long breath.

“Task as much as you are because after this you will die.”

“Hey, relax a little, Old Man. I know that this island is your greatest treasure. Although I doubt tomorrow will still be like that again.”

Abi smiled broadly. He enjoyed the situation even more, especially when he saw that Mr. Jireh was getting upset with him.