~DETECTIVE Series~ **A Baseless Murder** Chaptr 3!! - Page 5

This is a mono writing by Mirza about his flatmate detective Jalal One of the most unwanted case which led him to Marriage!!

Part 1

"give a cup of Strong black tea Bibhu. I need it urgent. Jalal scream for his daily dose of black tea.

Bibhu come out with a cup of tea and put it on the table.

"it's not good for health Jalal drinking tea daily." I warned him.

"Do you know what this is?" Jalal said pointing towards his head. "This is not an ordinary brain my dear. It need a strong drink to work." Jalal chuckle on his own word.

I was just about to go for a bath, its nearly 10:30. --- Suddenly the phone rings. Jalal picks it up.

Just heard he was speaking..

"Hello, who are you??

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"Oohh Bidhuji?

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"Oohh Namaste!! Namaste!! What happened? You know my profession.

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"whattt??? What are you saying? I have to go??"

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"oohh ok. So what's the address???

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"Ok I am coming in half an hour."

While wearing his shirt he come out of his room, and said, "Come on Mirza, let's go for a walk. A murder has happened, Bidhuji is remembering me."

"Who bidhuji? That Deputy Commissioner?"

Jalal just chuckled a bit, "ya he is the one. But I still can't understand why he is doing this favour to me. I am sure He didn't call me by his own. I can understand, that the push has come from his upper class."

Bidhuji, The deputy Commissioner of police. We mate him by a work clash. He is man who always assumed role of a guardian to us or show off like a leader, though he don't have that calibre. He Give his true' advice to Jalal, he try to imply always, that his intelligence is so low. His is very much low compared to his own brain. Jalal always talked to him with patience and calm and listen his lecture, but after that he laugh in his own. Sometimes he even reveal many official important secretes while praising himself. So whenever Jalal wants to know anything about police he went to him, and praise him.

He may be not like this in his young age but Jalal feel he becomes this working in police. All his colleague called him "buddhuji" in his back!!

Anyways, we speedily ate something and went out towards out designation. We have to catch bus. It take 20 minutes. The house is in the north side of the city, sophisticated area. We were searching for the number of that house suddenly we saw there are two constable standing scrolling on their moustache. Phew!!! That's the one.

The constables open the door listening Jalal's name. . if we see from the outside the house is two floorer, but it's very big when we enter. A big sophisticated, wealthy house. It has a hallway where small plants in the tubs. A fishbowl which have gold fish. We saw three room with balcony attached with the hallway. Upper stairs are where the main door present.

In a room at the right side the murder happened. There were many people gasping around the room.

Bidhuji went in and started to roar.

"What the hell is going on here? Are you all beggars or what? Go away or else will lock u all up."

He looked at Jalal and said, "ahhh ahhmm, the master of this house had been murdered yesterday night.. Noting serious, I know who the culprit is. I have issued a warrant. He will be in our reach soon. But my sir wants you...so...you know...

Jalal looked at him while his eyes reflecting humour and I bet he in his heart laughing on his plight of being pressurised by his sir.

"But the murder is a bit unique type of. That is why he wants you in this case Mr. Detective." His last words are like sarcasm and pity, like we are blessed to handle this case with him which we are not.

Jalal in a polite tone said, "No no sir. When you yourself is in this, my presence is nothing compare to that. If commissioner sir order you to have me in this case..." Jalal wink at me, "I will be as an assistant to u. ok now please can you tell me what the matter is? Who is the victim?

Every single human being just flew away in a second in fear. Bidhuji called the constable and told him to call the servant of the house Jivan.

The servant was shaking in fear looking at bidhiji. Bidhuji shouted on him like a lion. "If u say a lie more I will bind your hands and bit you till death. Got it?"

Jivan said in meek and frightened voice, "yeee...yeess sssiir"

You know what happened here na?"

"Yeess sir!!"

"Now tell me when did you saw Bhagwant go out?

"Sir, I didn't see the actual time. But I think its 2am at night."

"Say correctly is it 1am or 2am??"

"Sssiiirrr...I think its 12am!!!!"

Bidhuji threatened him, "again confusing me??? Ha?? Say it clearly is it 12am 1am or 2am??"

Servant gulped, "sir its 12 am"

"he went out silently?"

"Yes sir he never be in house at night."

"Stop rubbish. Just answer what I asked. Did u see Bhagwant coming down?"

"No sir. I saw him when he went out by the main door"

"You did not see him coming down. Then where were you?

"Sir...sir..."

"Don't hiccups like old men. Just say it."

"I was with my friends. Some of people from my hometown lives in opposite footpath in a hostel. I went to them and having Cigarette."

"Oh... you are smoking then...huh?? Idiot!!!"

"Ye...Yes sir!!" the servant said his head down.

"Was that main door open then??

The servant suddenly shivered, "yes sir"

"Then you have seen each and every person who went out or went in through the door??

"Yes sir. Nobody else went out sir."

"Hmm, when did you came back here?"

"Sir, I shut the door just after half an hour Bhagwantji went out. Sujamal came back before that."

"What you did not said nothing about Sujamal before?

"Sir you didn't ask about it." The servant innocently answered.

Jalal chuckled by his straight forward insult.

Bidhuji coughed and asked, "aahhmmm so from where did Sujamal came back?"

"I don't know sir!!"

"When did he returned?"

"20-25 min after Bhagwantji"

The frown increased on his head. Bidhuji thought for some time then said, "Ok you may go. But remember I can again summoned you for another interrogation. And don't try to escape during this time. Or else..."

The servant scared to the death. He just said, "Yes sir." And run from there.

Bidhuji stand up from the chair and look towards Jalal with a look like now this called an enquiry' which Jalal ignored with polite but keep an eye on the surrounding.