Mr. Secretary: Destiny Bound
Chapter 55 – LILIS BOOSTER
“Bram, anterin Disti..” Daddy's orders, “No need to go down. On this floor there is also an administration section for the payment.”
Bramasta.
“Kok Daddy knows anyway?”
“Ya know dong.. Why do Mommy you buy shares of this hospital but Daddy does not know anything about the contents of the hospital.”
“Father and Mother Imam Ghazali, please sit with us Bu..” Dad standing, “Rather than sitting alone there. We can chat together to reduce the burden of mind.”
The two parents looked at each other.
“Ah, ma’af.I Gumilar. Her father Adisti and Adinda.” Dad smiled, “This is Mr. Alwin, his father Adinda too and this one is Mr. Kusumawardhani, his father Adinda too.”.
The faces of the two husbands were confused.
“Loh coke.?” The priest closed his mouth.
Dad laughed, “We're Adinda's foster parents. Adinda herself is already an orphan.”
The two husbands understood and smiled.
“Please Sir, Mom, sit near us, so that not far away chat him,” Papi smiled.
The two nodded again then occupied a seat near them.
“Where was Lilis' hit-and-run incident, sir?” Hans asked.
“On the road to the madrasah, near the Baiturrahman mosque, Jalan Belimbing.” The Imam lowered his head and wiped the corner of his eye.
“Which area is it?” Hans frowned, there are many areas in Bandung that use the name of fruits, especially in the residential complex area.
“Stone, A..”
Hans nodded and looked at Anton. Talking through his eyes. His eyebrows raised next to. Anton nodded in understanding.
He deftly took his laptop. Then start typing and moving the mouse. Indra frowned looking at Anton's laptop screen displaying the map.
“Home Father on what road?” Indra still frowned.
“On the road Bungur, Gang 3.”
Anton typed again. Narrowing the search direction. Looking for walking access from Jalan Bungur to Jalan Belimbing. Then look for street view from Gogon Car. Several times reset the street view and then shook his head towards Hans.
“Negative, Bang. The path passed by Princess Pak Imam there was not a single CCTV sighting because the path was the side of the house and also the back wall of large buildings.”
Hans approached Anton. He knelt down to look at Anton's laptop screen.
“Try to see a map view of commercial public buildings at the end of the road.”
Anton typed again. Then smile broadly. Pointing to the monitor screen.
“This and this. This one is also.”
Hans nodded with satisfaction.
“Lu can enter?”
“Insyaa Allah. Narrow time span.”
“Mother, what time did Lilis say goodbye this afternoon?”
“Jam 15.00, Lilis regular Ashar prayers in mosque. So that he's not late. Madrasah started ba’da Ashar,” Mother Imam replied.
“Walking time how many Ton?” Indra.
“20 minutes for adults.” Anton answered.
“Ma’af, Sir and Bu, Lilis height how many yes?” Indra smiled at Imam Ghazali's husband and wife.
“Lilis as high as my lower chest,” Pak Imam standing showing Lilis height.
Indra nodded.
“Add 15 minutes, Ton.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yupz.”
Anton started typing on his laptop with his nimble fingers moving. Sometimes he moves his head because he is tired. Then nodded happily.
“Bang Hans, I managed to log in on the third CCTV.”
Hans smiled broadly.
“OK. Let us see one by one.._OK. Let's see it one by one.._”
He knelt down again near Anton. Followed by Indra who bowed his body behind Anton.
Daddy looked at Anton with a big smile on his face. The Jenius B Group with a background as an architect in his son's company who is also an architect for the existence of anonymous Prince Zuko and a supplier of advanced gadgets surfing in cyberspace that are sold on a limited basis in one of his security companies.
“Range time?” Daddy asked.
“15.25-15.35, Dad.
Daddy nodded in satisfaction.
“Hopefully there is a bright spot who hit Lilis, yes Sir,” Daddy smiled to Mr. Imam.
“Can't, sir? No eyewitnesses.”
“Insyaa Allah, Sir.”
A black open tub car carrying a mattress out from the end of Jalan Belimbing. There was nothing suspicious about the car. Not long after that the city transport car came out from the end of that road.
“This road..not any freight route line right?” Hans pointed to the city's transport.
Anton shakes.
“Maybe the angkot driver who went home first or the driver application,” Agung sidekap.
Two minutes later, a blind van came out of the street.
“It's a really quiet street huh.” Indra muttering.
Three minutes passed, appeared a Honda Brio car green lime, out in a slow direction.
“What is it?” Hans pointed at the hood of the car.
Anton pause the video and then zoom in the image.
“It.... blood right?”
The red color above the lime green color looks very contrasting.
Everyone is approaching Anton.
“Subhanallah.. that much blood.” Dad looked at the monitor.
Imam Ghazali's wife's husband hugged each other.
“Yes Allah.. What.eta tea getih Lilis? Child urang.._Dad.. is Lilis' blood? Our son.” Mother Imam stared at the monitor screen.
“Nopol car looks not?” asked the Imam while patting his wife on the back to calm him down.
Anton shakes.
“From this CCTV angle is invisible, sir. But we still have 2 other CCTV. Hopefully it looks clearly sir.”
“We already have a suspect, Ton. Can we make sure it's blood,” Hans staring at the screen, “More, Ton.”
Anton takes off the pause scene. The car was traveling very slowly like a hesitant one. Then give sein right. The car stopped on the right side of the road not far from the T-junction of Belimbing Road.
Someone's out the steering door. A woman in loose shirt dark brown color with sleeves rolled up to elbows. His long hair tied in a ponytail swayed following his body.
He's approaching the hood of his car. Then leave the waist. Walked back to his car. Take something. Get out of the car again and bring something. Then he bent his body over the hood of the car engine.
Then the woman walked towards the trash can on the sidewalk. Throw reddish white objects into it.
Hans's face stiffened. He immediately took his gawai. Contacting his men who are members of the Shadow Team.
“Assalamu’alaikum.. Man, please have people pick up the tissue that has blood in the garbage can, near the T-junction of Belimbing Road. The first trash can on the sidewalk across ..”
“Hotel Rosalia,” Anton help answer.
“Hotel Rosalia, Man. Soon yes. Secure as evidence.” Pause.
“Trump-and-run case. Soon yes, Man.” Pause for a moment.
“OK. Assalamu’alaikum.”
The woman in the video returned to her car and washed her hands from inside the car using bottled mineral water. Empty bottles were simply thrown towards the sidewalk grass. Then he drove his car fast.
“Ton, 15.31, we have a look at the CCTV footage from Hotel Rosalia. I have to make sure something,” Indra staring at the monitor screen.
“You know that woman, Son?” ask Papi.
“No, Pi. But Indra has a guess.”
“Who?”
“Let's see if we get a glimpse of his face,” Indra smiled at Papi.
Anton typed again on his laptop keyboard. Occasionally his hand moved the external mouse.
The green lime Honda Brio stopped across the street. The woman was standing next to the hood of her car facing CCTV.
“Bingo!!” Indra exclaimed as she clenched her hand.
“Loh, not that..” Great pointing on the monitor screen.
“Wait a second, please..._Wait a minute..._,” Anton pause scene then zoom in, “Ayyyayayaya... it’s her!”
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