The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

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Elsewhere, Budi was sitting opposite two investigators. One female and one male. If you see the body gestures and look on their faces, it seems that they both pay enough respect to Budi.

“Good day mas” greet the female investigator.

“Siang, bu” reply Budi.

“Because there are only three of us, so don't be too formal” said the female investigator.

Smile at hearing that word. He did not fully believe the woman's investigator's words. Because behind him was a fairly dark glass. And he suspected that the glass was a one way mirror.

“Mas Budi must still want to be with my colleagues on this one, right?” ask the female investigator.

“Iya. He who drove me to this office, the other day” replied Budi.

“He is Pak Fatoni. Can be called sir Toni” said the female investigator. Be smiling.

“And mas Budi can call me, Salma” continued the female investigator.Budi's smile widened, hearing the continuation of that sentence.

“We go straight to the core of the problem huh, mas? We want to know, there are anyone who mas Budi saw above the yacht Sandi, yesterday” said Salma.

“Eem. The first one I saw was definitely three thugs I didn't know who they were, then there was Sephia, there was Sandi, and they called Daniel” boss Budi replied.

“Who is Daniel's boss?” ask Fatoni.

“Where do I know?” reply Budi.

“You've never seen it at all?"

“In the world of gangsters? Hut”

“What do you think boss Daniel is sending people to come to Stevani's sister?”

“I don't know. And I don't dare to guess”

“Then how did you get to their ship, if you had no guesses?”

I was silent about getting that specific question.

“Say, mas! We're on the same side” pinta Salma.

“I just followed the dongle they took from Stevani” Budi said in response to Fatoni's question.

“What's theongle?” ask Fatoni.

“Ponsel” reply Budi.

“Where do you know that dongle is a mobile phone?”

“Kan those who took. I just ngikutin”

“For what to follow?” ask Fatoni.

Budi scrunched his forehead. He tried to lure Fatoni in to give further explanation.

“If they find out, surely your business with them will be long. Your family certainly doesn't want that. I'm sure you already know that. So, there must be a strong reason, why you follow them up to the top of the yacht it” continued Fatoni.

Be quiet for a moment. He thought of the right word to answer that question.

“If I answer that question, a new question will surely arise. And the answer to that question would sound illogical. Well, I do not know how to explain to you, will answer that” Budi replied.

The two investigators looked at each other. They seemed to think for a moment.

“Say, mas! Indeed many are not logical in the world of narcotics” pinta Salma.

Be smiling. He still felt that they misunderstood what he meant. He let out a heavy sigh, then prepared to answer.

“At first, I don't know at all, what dongle is. let alone me, Vani himself does not know” said Budi started the answer. Both investigators focused on listening to him.

“But there was someone who visited the Princess, suddenly called her daughter. Video calls, to be exact. They had a conversation, and the mother had a chance to joke with my mother. Well, when her son the mother asked who was sick, the mother pointed her cell phone camera at the Princess's face. Without us expecting, the daughter of the mother was richly surprised so, see the Princess” continued Budi.

“A surprise why, mas? Do you know them, they?” ask Salma.

“Kalo already know each other, certainly not so surprised” replied Budi.

“Terus?”

“He called his friend. He richly pointed to his friend, and said if what he saw in his dream, there really was”

“Dreams?” salma asked, with a slight chuckle.

“Ya” reply Budi Brief.

“He also showed me the painting he said he just made. And what he drew was, indeed the face of the Princess. Though the Princess does not know the woman it”

“Can he ever see Princess on the road?” ask Fatoni.

“Eeem. Can only, sih” sahut Budi.

“Well. The woman was nanya, did Putri abis accident because abis shot in his left arm” continued Budi.

“Hem?” Fatoni felt something unusual.

“She also pointed to the other painting, asking, did the Princess fall with the woman she painted. And indeed, the one he painted, Stevani”'s face

“Pulling” comments Fatoni.

“She showed me another painting, asking, does Vani have a phone like this. And what he painted, it was Stevani's phone. Front view and rear view, it is the same as Stevani” mobile phone continued Budi.

“Continue, connection?” ask Salma.

“Well. He said, if the dongle they are looking for it, is Stevani” mobile phone replied Budi.

“Hem? Where'd he know? from dream?” ask Fatoni.

“I don't know” replied Budi briefly.

“If you don't know where she knows from, then, how can you trust her?” ask Fatoni again.

“I just want to prove his words. Not directly believe” replied Budi. Fatoni.

“Next, he said, someone will come to pick up the phone. And he asked that there be no commotion”

“Who does he mean? He painted too, huh?” salma asked, offering some photos.

“This”

Budi pointed to one of the photos of the middle-aged man, with short hair rather curly.

“She showed me a painting exactly like this photo. I mean, her angle and body gestures, like this. But the background, not pictured” continued Budi.

“What to follow, mas? Would it be better if Budi mas away from them?” ask Salma.

His right hand was under the table. Be smiling. He knows what Salma's hands are doing under the table. Yeah, shut off the recorder. Budi beckoned Salma to restart her recording device.

“Are you suspicious of the woman who gave that info?” ask Fatoni, after Salma gave the code.

“I am just confused because in fact, who came instead a nurse, women” replied Budi.

“Suster?” ask Salma.

“Yes, sisters. At first I thought she was a nurse who was in charge of checking the condition of the patients at night. But he took Stevani's phone. Well, I don't know, who he is, whose man. That's why I follow” Budi explained.

“Then?”

“It turns out they met at the fried kelong production house” replied Budi.

“Suster this?”

Salma gave me a photo. Budi frowned, while shuffling his head.

“But this bike, and leads here?” ask Fatoni.

He gave me some photos.

“Yes, really. This bike, and he headed to the fried kelong production house” replied Budi.

Fatoni and Salma looked at each other while nodding their heads.

“The four of them met at the back of the house. Precisely inside this semi-permanent building” continued Budi.

“You see with your own eyes?” ask Fatoni.

“Iya. I looked at the perforated zinc wall” replied Budi.

“Then you followed the three of them all the way to the dock? Which way can you not get caught?”

Be chuckled. In his ears, Fatoni's question sounded condescending. But he chose to hold back, not responding to the trivial.

“Ya through the cliff dong sir, the future past?” reply Budi.

“Oh” comments Fatoni short.

From his smile, it seemed that he was still underestimating Budi. He only took notes, as if just carrying out the task, instead of believing in the answer Budi.

“Good ambush. Nice disguise too. Why not just get in the police?” ask Fatoni.

“Sorry, is that question still related to this case?” Back to asking.

“Oh, no. Just to praise it” replied Fatoni, still in a whiny style.

“Who invited Mas Budi to come aboard?” salma asked, distracting Budi.

“Sephia” reply Budi straightforward.

“As Budi, or as scurity?”

“Scurity”

“Means, he did not know that the one wearing the security uniform was actually a Budi Utomo?”

“But”

“Then, what happened on the boat, until you could be thrown out of the boat?” ask Fatoni. This time Budi began to get fed up with this one investigator.

“Ditendang Sephia” replied Budi lazily.

“Loh. How did he know it was Budi?” ask Salma.

“Because he managed to open my buff mask” replied Budi.

“Means he was suspicious from before, dong?” sahut Fatoni's. Be not responding.

“What did Mas Budi do, so he put his suspicions on Budi mas?” cut Salma.

“Eem. Maybe because I am concerned about the person they call boss Daniel it”, Budi replied.

“I’m listening” sahut Salma.

“Maybe seem strange to Sephia, a scurity, instead of focusing on the back, but instead gazing inward. I was too curious about that guy. I try to remember, but still, very foreign to me” continued Budi.

“But why was it kicked out? Why not report it to Sandi. Would you be lucky, them? they can make you join their group. Big advantage you know it” asked Fatoni.

“Don't father, I myself don't think. Should be, so. A sephia also know, it” said Budi.

“No need to kink, mas Budi! Just cooperative! Give us information, and we will take care of the rest!” fatoni.

I was shocked to hear Fatoni. He looked towards Salma. But Salma was also as surprised as Budi. as if, what Fatoni said was not part of what they agreed. Try to calm down. He thought, what answer is most suitable for Fatoni.

“How about I offer you a better one?” ask Budi.

“You mean?” sahut Fatoni's.

“Love me information, and I will bring the one that ran away yesterday to the front of the father! Just wait in the office! And just get ready for the promotion ceremony!” reply Budi.

Fatoni. He didn't seem to like the answer. But he also seemed to be unable to reply to Budi's words. He just took out a few photos from inside the map.

“This is mister Daniel. And this is mister Bejo” said Fatoni.

Budi scrunched his forehead. He looked puzzled after seeing the Photo that Fatoni had designated as mister Daniel. Because the face of the person in the photo was very different from the person he saw on the ship.

*Are there maybe two people who are given callsign Mr. Daniel's? Does he wear a rubber face? If you use a rubber face, how rich really*?

“There's a weird?” ask Fatoni.

“Yes. This is a photo when?” sahut Budi's.

Fatoni did not answer immediately. He looked at Salma. It was as if he was asking about the time of the photo shoot.

“That was a photo two years ago, Bud” mas said Salma, helping Fatoni answer.

“Oh. I think he's taking care of the face. Because what I saw, rich young man my age. Under twenty five” comments Budi.

They returned to look at. They seemed confused by Budi's answer.

“Mas Budi not wrong see?” ask Salma.

“Enggak” reply Budi briefly.

“Plastic operation kayaknya, dia” comment Fatoni.

Salma did not answer. He just looked at her, and looked like he was thinking hard.

“Kalo mister Bejo's, who? What role?” ask Budi. Both of them looked.

“He is known as a portable cooking gas entrepreneur. By his side, he sells furniture” replied Fatoni.

“Mebel?”

“intelegent we once caught wet he was transacting narcotics. But unfortunately, our intel was wiped out by an unknown person. And all the evidence against that Bejo, scorched with our intel house. Furthermore, he seemed to be becoming much more sophisticated. There is no evidence that leads to his involvement. Only the testimony of some people who claimed to have seen him involved in narcotics transactions as large as possible. It is said that this mister Bejo is the main subordinate of an even bigger boss.But that said, the dealer of the teri class. With no valid evidence, before the law, we can only say that they were just looking for scapegoats. Especially because of the smell of competition portable gas business, between mister Bejo this with red plate company” Salma said.

“Wow. Red plate?” comment Budi.

“Iya” Salma reply.

“I guessed it, you definitely don't know anything about them. How can I move up the ranks?” fatoni's comments, humbling Budi.

“Oke-okay, sori” replied Budi relented.

“Latest news, he's in java. Suppose mas Budi met him, let alone see his suspicious activities, please contact us yes, mas!” salma pinta.

“Baik” reply Budi.

“Magine you never saw the photos I just showed you! Understand what I mean, right?” fatoni.

“Good, pak” replied Budi relented.

“Thanks for the time, Budi” said Salma, while tidying up the files.

“Sama-sama bu Salma, sir Fatoni” replied Budi.

“Mari, I drop off in front” says Salma.

Budipun just nodded, then left following Salma's footsteps.

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