Santri Famiglia's

A Thrown-up Crime

"Return me!"

Wongso kicked off the customer service desk. From the morning, he was in line to take care of the leaked savings. However, the teller always refused for the same reason.

"Sorry, Sir. Actually, what do you want? You want to take the money, but don't want to make a withdrawal."

Teller was still trying to maintain some manners, although a little annoyed. Since then, they have only been arguing over the coachman. That's all we're talking about.

"You can read this, right?"

Wongso lifted the new savings book out of the printing press..

"The bank has to return this billion to my savings account."

If Wongso had not used mbanking, he probably would not have realized his money had been drained that much. He felt he had never made a transaction, but the money could be transferred by itself to a foreign account.

Teller noticed that. He smiled widely, understanding the village people who he thought were less clever in front of him.

"Mr, that's you sending some of your money to a charity. Your total savings are reduced. The bank is in no way obliged to return any nominal that you spend for the other party."

"But I never made this transaction. This must be because of the bad bank system. Hence, the theft of such a model can happen."

Wongso was still grumbling. He won't let the bank just hands off. They must be responsible. They have to replace the money they lost somewhere.

Despite being constantly cornered, the teller tried to digest Wongso's sentence. Talking to emotional people is hard. He must be good at sorting out information.

"You mean, you're transferring wrong? All right, hold on a second! I'll help you contact the bank for a refund."

The teller took Wongso's savings book. He scanned it until Wongso's savings data and transaction history appeared.

"It's supposed to be like this, it's gonna be good."

Wongso. Finally, the complaint was served.

Teller was busy working with computers. He frowned in wonder when he saw the bank data.

"It's weird. I can't find any data about the delivery destination."

Due to the absence of such data, refunds cannot be processed further. Other tellers who handle similar cases have found the same. They are confused to face this problem.

It was not only Wongso who suddenly lost money. The mayor's secretary, other officials, as well as several people across the country suffered similar fates.

While banks were bustling with requests for refunds and savings to new accounts, some were grateful. They got a fund transfer from an unknown agency. The amount is proportional to the cost of treatment they once incurred during the pandemic. Some lose money, others receive.

The village head from Sanubari also received a number of funds along with messages from no number. The message was about how the funds should be treated. Attached the names of the victims of the following plague with addresses.

That day, the village head immediately took the cash and distributed the money according to trust. Most of them do not have an account. So, it is necessary to give directly for reimbursement for the outbreak.

Some random people are selected for similar tasks. The incident went viral.

"Thank you, the angel of God has restored our sustenance."

"Praise God! Never thought before, there would be people who sincerely give compensation to all the victims of the plague like us."

"This is awesome! I didn't expect the medical expenses to be fully refunded like this."

Not only that, the media and police also get strange messages about the outbreak. Related offices are in an uproar because of it.

"Sir, should we prove the content of this message or leave it like a useless canned letter?"

"This plague is crazy. This message is even crazier. There may be people who stress idly to vent their silly desires."

The cop was a prank. It is hard to believe something when anything is easily joked for the sake of content.

"But, if this report is true, haven't we allowed those health mafias to reap a lot of profit by pretending to cure the virus they spread themselves?"

They were silent for a moment. That opinion has a point. This veiled evil is completely impeccable. Had there not been such a mysterious message, the police would not have known about this falsehood.

Their competence as law enforcement officers may be in doubt if the spreader of the mysterious message announced that the police would not act despite knowing the facts. It can't be allowed. The police will lose face if that happens.

"Set troops! We'll ambush the location indicated in the message. We cannot allow the number two presidential candidate to be the leader of this country if he is involved in the conspiracy of the plague that hit the archipelago."

The decision was made at the end of a discussion by the police. They immediately set off once the army was formed. Arriving at the location, the police actually found the liquid crates. They don't know what yet, but they're confiscating it. Security guards and residents of the house were arrested.

Without waiting for the next day, they conducted lab tests on bottles of liquid. Turns out, it's really the source of the plague and the cure. The investigation continues according to instructions from the secret message. They no longer doubted it after that first discovery.

The number two presidential candidate and his successful team were also raided because they proved involved. Police found animatronics used to spread the outbreak at the homes of presidential counsellors. The control app was found on the man's phone.

Ajidaya did not believe it. He lost track of where the little aifka was, but it could suddenly appear just like that. Every other person involved is taken one by one.

In an office, a man was furious with this mass arrest. Although not entirely, but agents from region to region revealed one after another.

"How did you get caught? What made them act so recklessly?"

The man was angry. The losses suffered were certainly not playful as a result of this arrest.

The other man in the room did not dare to open his mouth. He himself did not know how this could happen.

"Smute that media bucket! Do not let this news spread abroad! Also contact Haidar to deal with this from the inside! I don't want more losses" he continued.

This problem really made him dizzy. The plan failed completely. He lost a large source of funds.

"I think it will be difficult for Haidar himself to disguise this."

"Just do it!" his orders don't want to know.

"Okay, King!"

The news has spread throughout the country. Those who have not been caught immediately delete the controller application to eliminate evidence. However, their rosters have been in the hands of some proper policemen. Not all police are honest. There are those who deliberately obliterated the list of suspects.

Burhan became one of the restless and unable to sleep after hearing the news. Although he did not touch the aifka at all, there were still concerns.

"How come? How could anyone have realized this outbreak was just artificial?"

Burhan pacing in the room. All this sounds absurd. In fact, the distribution of the outbreak is very neat. Supposedly, no one would be aware of the concoction.

"Could there be a traitor?"

Burhan was just guessing. Just now he was glad his revenge was avenged a few days ago. Now, the fun turns into a scourge. He hopes he won't make it onto the police cleanup list.