IMPORTANT INFORMATION

After saving a piece of paper containing the address, Max immediately drove his car.

Not to go home, but to go where Arsen told.

Caffe Green Villa is a Caffe-shaped Villa that is not too far from Nikola's House, about 15 minutes away.

Max does often visit the cafe, especially if you want to calm down because the location is so Strategic and very comfortable. Max memorizes the location, making this trip does not need GPS help at all.

Max glanced at the watch. Exactly at 9.00 pm.

He has arrived at Caffe Green Villa.

And not wanting to attract attention, this time Max changed his appearance into incognito mode.

On the glass of the car treads his face wearing a mask and a hat of dark color, as well as sunglasses.

Max came out strong. And soon a villa servant greeted him cordially.

"Good night, Sir, do you want to stay overnight?"

Max's eyes scan to approx. "No, I just want to go to Caffe. Please prepare a closed VVIP room. And make sure from the window I can see the view of the city at night."

"Sir, please come here."

The waiter immediately escorted Max to the place in question, which is precisely located on the fourth floor.

This room is small, perhaps only measuring 5 x 5 square meters.

Max immediately opened the glass door on the balcony, until the immediately visible view of the city is so sparkling.

"Is there anything else we can help you with, Sir?"

Max shook his head. Without saying a word.

The servant immediately left his guest who daydreamingly looked at the beauty of the Night City.

At first glance, Max recalls his memories with Jenny.

The memories suddenly appeared. Especially when Max sees the night view of the city, the view is very similar to the balcony of the secret apartment that he has always enjoyed with Jenny.

"Jenny, what are you doing?"Max said his girlfriend's name while sitting in a chair on the balcony of the room.

There was a bottle of whiskey. No need to book, because the room is a facility in the room VVIP.

Max opened the bottle.

Ploop!!

Hard water bubbles rise to the top.

Next, he poured it into a glass and then drank it. And Ah, Jenny's face became more and more clear, among the sparkling flames of stars shining above the sky there.

"Oh yeah, I have to tell Uncle Nikola," Max said and pulled his phone out of his trouser pocket. He immediately sent a chat to Nikola to tell him which room he was in right now.

Drrttt Drrttt!!

A message came in, but it was not an answer from Nikola.

(Max, we have managed to get access to CCTV. And it turns out that your guess is correct, the conspirators are indeed wearing black jeeps. But unfortunately, the license plate can not be seen, because they did not deliberately put the license plate on the car. Aldo.)

Max nodded, then quickly replied to the message.

(So, is that the only information you can read from CCTV access? Was the face of the perpetrator not caught on camera?)

After sending a message Max hopes that Aldo can quickly reply. But that didn't happen, because what he was waiting for didn't come either.

Max even tried to call the detective, but unfortunately, his call was not picked up. His feet moved to ward off anxiety. He's waiting. Impatient. His eyes continued to stare at the phone screen, hoping that his message would be answered immediately.

Drrttt Drttt!!!

Max immediately opens the incoming message, but apparently, it is from Nikola.

(Okay Max, I'm going there right now)

"Damn, why not from Aldo?" The man grumbled to himself, to the point of almost slamming his phone in annoyance. Then he replied to a message from Nikola.

(Okay, be careful on the road, uncle)

Max rubbed his chest on his own, trying to relieve the tension that came suddenly.

"Relax Max, relax..."Trying to calm himself so as not to be emotional " Because a person with emotions will not be able to think clearly.

And soon a message came in. This time from Detective Aldo.

(There, Max! We found one of the faces of the perpetrator. Because one of them had time to open the head cover before getting into the car in the parking lot. Here ... I sent you a picture, in case you know him.)

Next Aldo sends a picture!

"Hmm?"

Max's eyes immediately triggered.

Indeed, the image does not look so clear, because it is a CCTV camera in a parking lot that is minimal light.

But at least Max can still see it, in the picture shows 5 plotters getting into a black Jeep. All of them were wearing head coverings, except for one person and he was the man who was holding Jenny.

"Who is he?"Max's eyes are getting sharp. At first glance, the person has curly hair, and long hair, and on the neck, on the left, there is a tattoo.

It is not very clear what the tattoo is. Max repeatedly zoomed the picture on his phone screen, then moments later he muttered to himself.

"Ah, it looks like kanji!"

What Max said was true. The tattoo on the left neck of the man was indeed actually inscribed with Kanji or Japanese original letters.

And the man besides having long curls also has narrow eyes. The skin is white. His nose is not sharp. And the body is tall, tall, and large.

At first glance, in terms of his face, Max suspects that the man is Asian, or more specifically Japanese!

Well, it's because of the tattoo with Kanji characters aka Japanese letters.

Max immediately saves this important information and replies to a message from Detective Aldo.

(I don't know him. He looked like a foreigner, to be exact Japanese. I even saw his face for the first time. So what's your plan to track down the person in the picture, Detective?)

Drrttt Drrttt!!!

This time the detective responded quickly.

(It's easy. We will contact the National Immigration Department first. We have insider access there. We will ask for photos of immigrants from Japan who have come to Indonesia for the past 10 years, and then match the photos of the immigrants with the photos of the perpetrator. Indeed, this will be quite a heavy job. But we'll do what's best for you, Max.)

Max nodded, then replied to the message.

(Thanks, Detective! You are the best.)

(Oh yeah, Max, you'd better go find him too. You can show photos of the perpetrator to people you can trust. Especially to your father, or his closest relatives. Who knows they know the face of the perpetrator, right?)

(Okey) reply Max short. Then put his phone back in his pants pocket.