All About You
Interpol

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Angga kicked the trash can that was located beside the door as soon as he exited the meeting room. His emotions just exploded after an argument with a few people inside. Although he had suspected that it would happen like this, but the man remained inexhaustible because he and his team clearly had a lot of evidence. Acting hard is definitely not an option for now, because it will be more difficult later.

Satria rose from the waiting room seat, unfortunately the man was not allowed to enter because it was not a member of the official crew team under Angga. But he could hear clearly the heated debate inside. Moreover, the voice of Angga who shouted so loudly.

"It didn't work?" he said, after ending the phone call.

Angga shook his head. "Maybe they're blind, can't see clear evidence of what the riders are doing." Angga swept his face rough.

"Hm ..." Satria muttering.

"It can't be allowed to." Angga snorted loudly, while ruffling his waist. His brain turned around to find a surefire way to uncover all the cheating that occurred.

"This is definitely not the first time. It could be that Rania is the victim of all of them, and somehow can be covered this way." he said, pacing back and forth in front of Satria.

"You think so?"

"Yes, this kind of intrigue is predictable. But I did not expect it to happen in the international superbike class. Cctv, security, standards are definitely not messing around. But ... what makes them able to smoothly act like this?" the man thought hard.

"You wanna investigate?" bargain Satria to him.

"How is it? the evidence has been shown but they can still be evasive, not to mention they must have an insider." Angga replied, frustrated.

"Nothing is impossible." Satria turned on her phone and prepared to make a phone call to someone.

"Adrians, ...

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"Is your help still happening?"

"..

"Yes, the problem is a little complicated here."

" ...

"On Rania."

"...

"Well, I'll give you all the data you need." and then he ends the conversation.

"Come on, we're back at the hospital." Satria to Angga.

"But the problem?"

"Some one will take care of. Have your men prepare all the records, and data you have, and then hand it over to Andra. We'll investigate it another way."

"Can?"

"If the usual way can't, there's certainly an unusual way we can do it." they walk side by side.

"What's that?"

"Later we know the result."

Angga was silent for a moment.

"They picked the wrong target for cheating, didn't they?" Satria stopped walking and then twisted the body.

"But soon, they'll find out who they're playing here" he said, grinning slightly. Then he got into his car followed by Angga who was still trying to understand his words.

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Dimitri returned to bed after throwing up in the bathroom for the next time. His face was pale and his forehead was sweating.

"Oh, .. I can't take it anymore" he said, insisting on his face in the recess of Rania's neck. "I hate hospitals, can we go home now?"

"I told you to go see a doctor, but she's still in the hospital" she rubbed her husband's head to get rid of her hair.

"I'm fine, just sometimes suddenly nauseous." the man tightened his embrace on Rania's body.

"No, don't do this, we're in the hospital!" he tried to evade.

"Be quiet, I'm trying to sleep here!"

"Sleep, sleep, but don't believe it." protested Rania.

"But I'm comfortable like this, it's like my nausea is slowly disappearing." Dimitri further tightened his face around the woman's neck. The longer, the more comfortable. Which eventually put him to sleep as well.

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"Ck!" Angga clucked then rolled his eyes when he found two lovebirds sleeping in the same bed in a cuddling position. But he did not have the heart to disturb the two because they looked very sound.

Of course, Rania was still exhausted due to the effects of the accident and treatment, while Dimitri was certainly due to have traveled very far in a half-dead panic state.

"Pantes aja om, Oneng can be pregnant. People they don't see places, don't care where they stick." Galang.

"Well, why did you come in? there out again, minors are forbidden to see." said Angga who pushed the young man out.

"Oh, don't realize whose age his child is? if I'm underage, yes the oneng is the same."

"Different, dudul."

"Partially if it's cold, it's more of him than I am. It's only because he's married while I haven't."

"Well, that's what makes you different. For other things he's more mature than you."

"What?"

"There it is, anyway."

"On anu? no need to marry me. The unmarried have many who are proficient now mah. Except for the oneng." said the young man accordingly.

"God!! how dare you say that in front of the old man?" Angga patted his subordinate's head rather loudly.

"Aw, um! don't hit my head, I'll be like a prick!" Galang held his head that was hit by Angga's blow.

"Your mouthpiece is that?"

"The reality is."

"What are you doing?"

"What?"

"No, .. why?"

"That said he who is not married is already proficient when it comes to anuan?"

"Ye, .. Yes."

"Including you dong?"

"Not by."

"Where do you know about kayaks?"

"Mmm .. hehe." Galang simply replied with a rarity.

"Lied!" the man patted his head.

"Of, uh!!" Struggling with annoyance.

"finished ...

"Ne guess what."

"I'll tell your parents later!" Angga.

"Don't om, .. tar is real. Can you kill me if you're ngadu."

"So, scared of her mom?" Angga scoffing.

"Not scared, um."

"Say you're afraid."

"No, oh !!"

"Ehm ..." Satria appears, stopping an absurd chat between the team manager and the head crew and members.

"Hows it? is the copy already there?" the man asked.

"Lang?" Angga to his men.

"There sir. This." the young man handed him a small flash containing all the activities that took place during the race the other day. From the start of preparation at each pitstop, the warm-up, to the actual race, which he has recorded plus hacked the network to get more detailed results.

"You got the laptop?" satria asked the young man in front of her.

"There sir." Galang quickly pulled out a laptop that he deliberately carried. Who knew he'd need it, and sure enough.

"Send that data to this email." Satria showed her phone screen, which Galang then did as he ordered.

Put the flash into the laptop, then send the data contained in it to the email address in question.

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"Already sir" said Galang after a while, and he showed his laptop screen to two men who were talking about plans and all his ideas.

"Good." Satria then checked the messages that went into her phone.

"They've accepted it, and we're just waiting."

"They?"

Satria nodded her head.

"Just like that?" Angga to his besiannya.

"Yes, what else?"

"We don't have to act?"

"No need. There's Adrian." replied Satria casually.

"Adrian?"

"Still relatives from Russia. He's interpol, so .. it's appropriate to handle a case like this." the man explained.

"Well, .. cringe!" React error.

"Cases like Rania cannot be dealt with by ordinary legal channels. Because in it involved many parties who both seek to profit from their fraud. Involving many large companies as well, and .. the good name of their respective countries, so it is certain that they will cover each other. No matter how bad the mistakes they make. But everything must stop here, lest there be another Rania-Rania who must turn off their dreams because of a handful of unsportsmen. Too bad a prestigious event like this should be marred by their unsportsmanship. We're not saying if Nikolai's already involved in it." Satria spoke at length.

"We have to make sure if they choose the wrong target. Aye right?"

"Yes yes, sir!" Galang. "Cool sir, look at Mission Impossible, but it's a nayata version" he said, with a punchline.

"What?" Angga.

"You saw that movie too? that's a movie I watched when I was young, it's still there?" Satria laughs.

"There's, ... on net*lix a lot of old movies, sir."

"Net*lix?"

"Chanel film sir."

"I don't know about that. My tivi in addition to household soap operas and cooking shows, it contains all gymnastic chanel." Satria laughed again.

"Mmc ..." Angga and Galang looked at each other.

"Hhhh, .. no. Since the children are still resting, we should go back to the hotel. We rest too. Today was exhausting, right? then we go home." Satria.

"Oh yes, Galang ..." the man stopped before leaving. "I like the way you work, later if Rania has retired the race you can work in Nikolai Group. Say that to Dimitri if you apply for a job later" he said, then sauntered from the place, while the two people behind him fell silent in shock.

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