The Cold-Blooded Killer Woman

Goodbye Mom and Dad Part 1

*photo snapshot sound*

*click*

*click*

"hmm. it's interesting.." said Detektiv while stroking his chin.

"Sir Chief of the village security, I want you to order your men to be on guard here do not let

anyone goes in so as not to mess up the TKP area" Detektiv said

"he thinks who he's ruling at will"

"Young people like this, is he capable of solving this case.."

"i'll do it" the village security chief said by force.

The village security officers were placed in front of Mr. Goldi's courtyard.

the condition of Mr. Goldi's house that had been burned out left scattered debris.

However, Mr. Goldi's body cannot be evacuated for burial because the condition of his body is still hot and can be destroyed if lifted.

so that Mr. Goldi's corpse is only covered in white cloth on top of him.

"Identify victims." Detectiv's orders

"good sir.."

"the victim was 42-year-old Goldi Spill who worked as an alcohol maker and distributor of Liquor between villages and cities..

"Had married and had two sons..

"Both of her work in the city One of her Children's jobs is a chef at a 5-star restaurant and the other is a former criminal who works in as a bodyguard of one of the mafia"

"About her two children, have they ever been to the village?" ask the detective

"It has been many years since Mr. Goldi moved here his family no one has come to see him...

"once but it happened 2 years ago..

"his wife just came to sue for divorce..

"and after that no one came to visit her until now..

"then...what about Mr. Goldi's son who works as a subordinate of the Mafia?" connect detective

"he and his father are still in touch but only in business, The alcohol made by Mr. Goldi is one of the quality and in the favor of the mafia boss so that the business of Mr. Goldi became quite successful" said security officers

"My temporary deduction is...

"first of all host Goldi..

"extremely flammable due to its irregular storage of alcohol..

"the second cause of the fire was an electric short-circuit..

"and according to witnesses from two officers who delivered Mr. Goldi just before his house fire was Mr. Goldi still in a drunken state...

"the alcohol he drank fell and covered the floor..

"And...."

"Mr Goldi died of unconsciousness and did not know that her house was on fire..? cut off the Chief of the security officer..

"no. if at a glance this hidden incident will not be revealed." said detective

"however, if carefully observed from the corpse of Mr. Goldi..

detektiv said while lowering the white cloth that covered the corpse of master goldi..

"on his neck there was a sharp object scratch and the wound on his neck was quite open, so that some of the meat on the neck of the goldi master is cooked perfectly marked with pink and brown like steak meat that has been cut" said detektiv

"great-great.he can think that far"

"but if so, does your suspicion make my two men suspects who delivered Mr. Goldi that night?

"No. I don't think so.

"if the killer's one of your members, I've managed to find the perpetrator since I first searched your office this morning..

"cih. detectiv's cocky.."

"you see that intact front door..

"the key is open ..

"it's not just negligence in my opinion the killer could have been in the house..

"Waiting goldi sir home..

"and finish it..

"when Goldi's pack was still under the influence of liquor...

"The question is where.. That knife"

detective with curiosity

"Small..? sir?" ask the village security chief

"The incision size on Mr. Goldi's neck was very narrow and small..

"The knife used was a knife to cut the cake..

"We must hurry to find the knife..

"The knife is the key to all the serial killings in this village." Detektiv said

It's the afternoon at Mr. Smith's residence...

"hupp haaahh when he washes" said Nonya Smith as she took a deep breath and exhaled.

"you've got a lot of clothes for both of you..

"oh my husband why are you stacking it in a basket like this..

"let's see how much the girl's shirt is ..

"hopefully it's not stacked like her father." said Mrs Smith in heart

When removing the contents of Zaiana's wardrobe

madam Smith was shocked to see a piece of dirty clothes filled with blood stains that had already browned wrapped a Silver Knife.

"S-honey.. b-could come here for a minute my husband"

madam smith shouted nervously

"he'll love a minute, me and Ziana paint again"

reply Mr. Smith

"o-oh, dear.k-here's a minute.a-there's something I want to show you" replied madam smith stammering.

the curious Mr. Smith walked into Ziana's room and saw his wife sitting pale, clutching a ziana shirt filled with bloodstains with silver knives lying on the floor..

"Darling you're okay?" ask mr. smith slowly

"Why is my son doing all this?" madam Smith said in surprise

"It could be that someone else dear impossible he did all this alone" replied mr. smith to appease his wife.

"how about we ask him directly carefully" asked mr. smith

then they descended into the living room and it appeared that Ziana was seriously carving her picture book while sleeping on the floor..

"oh, he's so funny.."

"Ziana dear... can stop for a while mamah and papah want to ask this. may dear?" mrs Smith said by persuading the spoiled

The innocent Ziana nodded and changed her position to sit up neatly..

"pst. baby, you continue" said Madame Smith, elbowing her husband.

"uhuk. emm..

"hey little lady.. would little lady promise me one thing?

"Well, you want to ask me, baby..

"if papa finishes asking Ziana to answer honestly, dear?"

Ziana replied with a nod..

"Darling to remember that fat dear friend of his?"

remember not?"

Ziana spontaneously replied ..

"he's dead papah.."

both husband and wife were stunned

"how did he know that his friend was dead?"

"Ziana.. dedek dear... know the same men who we have met at the market?"

please, madame Smith

"emmm iah mamah is dead" Ziana replied spontaneously with a blank look.

the two husbands began to panic and fidget..

"Ziana. Papa found something in the closet..

"Who is Ziana's shirt?? how dirty? ask Mr. Smith slowly

"hooo. papa nemu Ziana. yeey's clothes" Ziana replied as she clapped her hands.

Both husbands were silent for a moment..

"S-sad we have to how.." asked madam smith tremblingly.

"People from ziana.. A-is Ziana the one who killed them dear?" madam Smith asked tremblingly

Ziana replied with a nod and a blank look..

"I.. still do not believe, dear.he is still too small.he could be confused." said mr. smith while rubbing his chin.

Look at Ziana in surprise while tilting her head..

"both we and Ziana are in great danger..

"the village chief's father had hired Detektiv from outside the city to investigate the matter..

"If we are found, we will all be sentenced to death for killing or protecting suspects..

"poor people like us won't be able to afford lawyers to ease the charges ..

"I have to take Ziana out of the village..

"i know of a safe place, one that can guarantee his eating and drinking..

"I was forced to drive ya to the city Orphanage where my acquaintances worked..

Sir Smith said as he bowed and rubbed his eyes

"oh god why is this happening" said madam smith as she shed tears

"mom and papa why are you crying?" ask Ziana

"honey.pardon mamah well.. Up here our meeting, baby.. Mamah is grateful that Ziana has come in the life of mamah.. Thank you dear" said madam smith as she hugged Ziana and shed tears

"gather all supplies and whatever Ziana needs, all the files and important documents that will support her life in the city..

"i won't let this little boy go to jail even if he kills one" Smith said sternly.

"I'm going to get my motor boat ready..

"We'll go down the river..

"And baby, I want you to stay home..

"when the detective comes here make a denial about me and Ziana..

"say that there was once a child who hitchhiked, but had been gone a few weeks ago..

"If they ask me where I am, let's say I'm hunting at the foot of the mountain..

"Honey look me in the eye. Strengthen yourselves for my sake.and also Ziana" said master smith as he kissed madam Smith.

The husband and wife were getting ready to take Ziana out of the village..

On Mr. Smith's return from the woods

Luxury food dishes have been prepared by his wife...

"this is our last dinner together with Ziana..

"time is going very fast" said Mr. Smith, scooping food by mouth

madam smith ate a sad heart..

"honey. dedek..today bobok fast well.morning early in the morning already have to wake up..

I'm going to anterin dedek to Kota tomorrow morning." said Madame Smith as she rubbed Ziana's head

"moment.. Ziana is done.." said Ziana

"hiks. smart child. toothbrush continues to boil yes dear" said mrs smith while wiping tears.

Ziana rushed over and went to her bedroom..

meanwhile, the two married couples still did not expect the incident that befell them..

A pretty strong Mistress Smith's cry sounded throughout the room..

until finally everything became quiet and quiet..

the whole thing is sleeping well..

the day changed..

at dawn with a piercing cold air, Madame Smith awoke..

and he rushed to Ziana's room on the second floor of the house to wake Ziana..

"wake up baby. it's morning come"

"hhmmmmmhhh".

"sook bath.the water is warm really" said madam smith.

after the last bath and breakfast Ziana and Mr. Smith were getting ready to leave...

"here dear hug your mama..

"Grow into a strong girl..

"find a good man..

"Married..

"live, find your happiness"

madam smith said as she hugged tightly and kissed Ziana's cheek..

"honey me and Ziana go firstwell, remember my messages.I will be right back" said mr. smith and kissed madam smith's lips affectionately.

"let our little lady go" said Mr. Smith, clasping Ziana's hand

they both walked away from the house..

Ziana looked back to look at Madam Smith..

and then wave your hand..

Miss Smith who saw Ziana walking away cried sobbing..

Ziana the little girl who had once adorned the life of mistress Smith finally left...

Seriate