The Long Night of Amelia
Chapter 34: Suspicious

"Mo, see ? Loe's guess is wrong..! It turned out that what Darsim said was true.he told everything honestly..Someone called him.."

"Umm.iya sich loe bener.but, do not rule out the possibility of people who contact the Darsim this could be a plot!", said Bimo with both eyebrows frowning.

"You mean, Mo ?What plot?", asked Junta back to his friend.

"Yes.complotants.this is only a guess I..gw still does not believe fully Ama the Darsim..That way.. Rumayyah or Mursidah, what is the name.in essence, the victim of this murder has now become a rich man.remember the rich man ! His own life with a house that can be said to be quite luxurious for former classmate TKW.."

"mrs ... The restaurant business was fairly smooth.Maybe not, if suddenly someone is targeting the property of the victim who lives alone...", bimo explained with his hands that moved like someone who was preaching.

"Oh.i see, Mo.I mean loe, there is someone who has bad intentions to see the victim's icon.who lives alone with abundant treasure..what he also knows about Darsim, invites cooperation to seize the victim's property..then Darsim to cover up his crime pretend as if someone is terrorizing him, so do you mean loe ?", junta said he guessed the way Bimo thought.

"Yes.bener, that's what I mean" said Bimo while pointing his index finger at his colleague.

"But...Mo...if the person who contacted Darsim was his accomplice's friend, why did the Darsim endanger his friend to complain as if his friend was the perpetrator of the murder of his own wife ?",junta said back.This time his forehead change looks crisp thinking hard.

"Hmm.that's what I still think about Jun.while there is no one on the victim's family about the condition of the victim...We can't track whether there are any valuable objects or items missing from the victim ? Which may be the source of this loe question.mean gw, it may be due to the distribution of results that are not a draw or something else that makes Darsim and his colleagues quarrel...to make this man make a crime alibi as if he was being terrorized." replied Bimo looked serious.

"...or ..maybe also in fact the terror who said Darsim is none other than himself.aka he himself with another number sent to his own number just to make an alibi of crime..."

"Umm.loe really sich, Mo.we still have to be wary of this guy... Oh yes, but by the way you asked the IT forensics department about the mobile number of the person who terrorized Darsim ?" ask Junta back.

"Already..they say they are again trying to track the whereabouts of the mobile phone user.according to the IT seems to be using a fake identity.and the number is no longer active.", replied Bimo.

"Trus where are we now, Jun?", asked Bimo to his companion.

"Wait a minute" said Junta. He opened a small memo from his shirt pocket.

"mrs ...Mo, let's dig deeper into any information about Misa and Anto ..loe wantetkan one of the employees of Tiam's restaurant ?"

"Oh..yeah.yeah.gw inget suspicious it ? Oh yes, Jun, about Mr. Chan.we almost forgot.the Chinese man who was mentioned by the officials.I think we need to find out about him too...or if necessary we should interrogate directly.gw curious also sich, Jun.", explained Bimo.

"Hmm ..iya.it also crossed my mind..yuk left now aja, Mo.", replied the Junta back.

"Where are you going, Jun?", asked Bimo who suddenly innocently asked.

"Well.bloon..! Loe's house! yes... to the restaurant Tiam again.we just tail the Misa...we find out about him.gw suspicious about it.later next..we think while walking..",junta said with a soft tone but sewot against his partner.

"Oo..iya.iya .iya, Commander!", replied Bimo with a joke mocking his friend.

They walked towards the motor park. The police station had been seen a little leisurely and leisurely that afternoon. Watu had shown at half 3pm by late afternoon. Butut duck motorbike with manual teeth owned by Junta seemed parked between the motorcycles owned by the police. He started the motor. The roar of the typical motor butututnya sound echoed in the parking lot. Bimo was ready to sit on the passenger bench They drove up and out of the police headquarters building.

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