Haley and Old Grovet's Stormy Night and Story

Detective Knight

This story is one hundred and twenty years old and belongs to my neighborhood. The forest did not come in those days.

The current year was taking its last breath. It was just a matter of minutes. He was in a nightclub that bright night. The audience was getting anxious to hold the New Year in their hands. Some attendees were lost in each other's worlds unaware of the world and the mafia. The jam in the hands of some of the spectators was taking them on a journey to a new world. Were

One minute before twelve o'clock, all the lights in the hall were turned off. He was waiting for that moment. He immediately came out of the back door of the hall. The lights came on, the night bathed in light, and the voices of the men in the club began to speak to the sky. But he was not at all interested in New Year's festivities. His destination was something else. He smiled and got into a taxi parked nearby.

"Where are you going, sir?" The driver asked.

"Green Street," he replied shortly. The driver nodded and pushed the taxi forward.

Ten minutes later, he got out of the taxi and walked to one side. Along with breathing, smoke was coming out of his mouth. The severe cold was freezing the blood in his veins. The night was dark. The moon of early history was hidden somewhere, imitating the stars. After walking for five minutes, he stopped in front of a house. He put the key in his jacket pocket, opened the lock, and entered the house.

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A masked man came out of the house and left three houses and stopped in front of another house. ۔

"Celebrate New Year's Eve by lighting the heater on the terrace in such cold weather." His shoes fell on a few fallen leaves of a lone tree on the lawn. Ignoring the dog's voice, he took the key out of his pocket and tried to open the inner door Catala.

It was pitch black all over the house. He knocked softly on the door, the door opened without a sound. It was pitch dark in the room. He lit the flashlight of his mobile. Abdullah was sleeping on the bed. When the light of the flashlight fell on Abdullah's eyes, his eyes widened. He took a bottle out of his jacket pocket and moved on, but his foot hit something and he stumbled. The bottle slipped out of her hand and went under the bed. Maybe Abdullah was still asleep, so when he heard a slight sigh, he woke up and lit the bedside lamp. As soon as the light came on in the room, he was frightened to see a masked man in front of him.

ک © "Kik kik ..... who are you?" Abdullah's voice was full of panic.

He said nothing and started moving towards her.

Abdullah understood that this was the enemy of his life. Frightened, he pulled back his quilt. But he made a leap and snatched Abdullah.

Abdullah started beating his hands and feet to save himself. Abdullah's left hand fell on his neck and he got a sore on his neck. He felt some pain but ignored it.

Abdullah now extended his right hand and the hat on his head fell into his hands. The hat fell off and some of its hair fell into Abdullah's hands. He struck Abdullah hard in the face. Abdullah got dizzy. Then he placed his left hand on Abdullah's face and stabbed him in the abdomen with the dagger he was holding with his right hand. A loud scream came out of Abdullah's mouth. He became silent. A single blow of the knife had done his job.

Abdullah came out of the house after falling asleep. Seeing him, the dog next door started barking loudly again. He ignored the dog and took a quick step and disappeared into the darkness.

Zafar Khan, the owner of the house, got frightened when he heard the barking of a dog and pulled out his pistol from the drawer and started walking outside. As soon as he reached outside, he did not see anyone around. Mirza Sahib also ran from the house in front and came close to him.

"Mum, I saw someone coming out of Abdullah's house." Mirza Sahib said looking at Zafar Khan.

"Maybe that's why Jimmy is barking. Jimmy! What happened?" Zafar Sahib asked his dog in amazement.

Jimmy nodded again, pointing in one direction. It was as if he wanted to show something. They both looked in that direction. The door to the adjoining house was open.

There must be something wrong with Abdullah's house. Let there be no thief. We should see. "Saying this, Mirza Sahib went ahead. And Zafar Khan also started moving towards Abdullah's house with him in the world of trouble. Entering the house, he made a loud noise and started walking towards the bedroom. As they entered the bedroom, their upper and lower breaths ceased.

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Inspector Hassan's jeep stopped in front of Abdullah's house. It was one o'clock in the morning. The boys on the terrace were also shocked to see the police jeep and started shouting. There were many people gathered around. As Inspector Hassan got out of the jeep, a middle-aged man quickly approached him and said:

My name is Zafar Khan. I was the one who informed you about the murder of Abdullah Sahib. "The exterior lights of both the houses were turned on. So that it is easy for the police to take action.

"How did you know that Abdullah Sahib had been killed?" Inspector Hassan asked and entered the house along with Zafar Sahib.

I was getting ready for bed when suddenly my dog ​​Jimmy started barking loudly. At first, I ignored it. But after a while, he started barking again so I became suspicious and I came out with my pistol. Mirza Sahib in front also came out after hearing the voice. Jimmy was pointing to Abdullah's house. When we saw the inner door of his house open, we panicked. Mirza Sahib also saw a masked man coming out of the house. Then we went inside and saw Abdullah's body covered in blood. He left the sentence incomplete and started crying.

It was Zafar Sahib's encouragement that he called you. Otherwise, they would have lost consciousness after seeing my body, "said Mirza Sahib.

Inspector Hassan started walking towards the bedroom with his staff. All the police personnel wearing white gloves entered the room. The scene in the room was exactly what they expected. Scattered bed and blood-addicted body of Abdullah Sahib.

The forensic photographer began photographing the corpse and the room, and Hassan began to look closely at the objects around the corpse. Sub-Inspector Sajid bent down and picked up his watch. Hassan's eyes fell on Abdullah's hand.

The victim's right hand is covered with hair. It seems that the hair of the head may have fallen into the hands of the victim during the confrontation with the killer. Hassan looked at her hair and pointed to Sajid. He pulled his hair with his fist and placed the hair in a plastic bag with evidence along with his watch.

The killer appears to have entered the house around 12:30 pm. Went to the victim's room. The victim was probably asleep. A sigh rose and then the two shook hands. As a result, the killer's watch and ring remained here. Some of the killer's hair fell into the victim's hands. But the assassin succeeded in his goal and killed Abdullah Sahib and escaped. Hassan used his intelligence to express his views.

And when Zafar Khan's dog saw the killer again, he started barking again. Hearing the voice, Zafar Khan and Mirza Sahib came out of their house and found out that Abdullah Sahib had been killed. Sajid continued.

"Then Zafar Sahib called us and we came here."

"Doctor! What do you say? "Inspector Hassan asked the forensic doctor Jabbar.

"The murder was committed with a knife. No fingerprints were found on the knife. The assassination took place a short time ago. Another thing I found in the victim's left fingernails. "

"What?"

A little bit of human skin and blood in the nails. Maybe Abdullah Sahib tried to save himself before he died. The killer's face or any other part of his body may have been nailed in the same snatch. "

"And a part of the killer's skin and a few drops of blood got stuck in his nails."

Just then a young boy rushed into the house. Seeing this, Zafar Sahib stepped forward and said:

"Son! Someone killed your uncle. "Even so, his eyes were wet.

"Who killed my uncle John?" The young man stammered.

"I don't know who the tyrant broke into the house a while ago and brutally killed such a kind man and ran away."

"Your introduction?" Hassan asked the young man.

"Mum, my name is Junaid. Uncle Abdullah was my cousin. "The young man stammered.

"Did your uncle live alone?"

"No, I live together. When my parents died, Tayya Jan brought me home. They had no children. Some time ago, Zeenat Tai also passed away, so Abdullah Tayya was left alone.

"Do you have any other relatives in the city?" Hassan asked.

"Yes, except for two houses, it is my uncle Ibrahim's house."

"Did you inform them?" Hassan asked Zafar Khan.

"Yes, I called but they did not answer. I did not have the courage to go to their house and report it. "

"I also called Uncle Ibrahim. Maybe they are fast asleep. "

"Where are you coming from now?" Hassan asked Junaid.

"I was in a club. Today is New Year's Eve. I was busy with friends. "

"I am" Hassan looked at Junaid. After that Inspector Hassan asked some more questions.

"Do you recognize this ring and watch?" Said Sub-Inspector Sajid, pointing to Junaid's belongings. Junaid and Zafar were shocked to see the watch and the ring.

"Oh, this is Uncle Ibrahim's watch."

"And this ring also belongs to Ibrahim. I know it well." Zafar Khan recognized it as soon as he saw the ring.

"Can you take us to your uncle's house?"

"Yes, why not?" Junaid replied.

Five minutes later they were ringing the bell of Ibrahim's house.

"Who lives with Ibrahim?" Asked Inspector Hassan.

By the way, his wife and three children live together. But now that it's winter, Auntie John and the kids are gone. Junaid replied. The bell had rung twice, but no one had opened the door.

"I don't think Abraham is home."

"I don't know, but where can they go now?"

"Maybe I went with friends to celebrate New Year's Eve. Like you went. "Hassan nodded.

"Maybe. Uncle is alone nowadays anyway. He also has a membership in a club. Maybe not at home. "

"Do you have another key to the house?" Hassan asked Junaid.

"Yes, yes, Junaid has the keys to both the houses," Zafar Khan said immediately. After listening to Junaid Zafar Sahib, he said:

"Yes, I have the key." Hassan pulled out a bunch of keys from the jeep and opened the lock. They all entered and started shouting at Ibrahim. Junaid walked towards the bedroom and entered the room and turned on the light. Ibrahim was sleeping on the bed.

"They are sleeping," said Hassan. He approached Junaidan and tried to lift him. He seemed to be fast asleep. Sajid splashed water, then opened his eyes. Seeing the police in front of him, he panicked and stammered.

"What happened?" Are you here what's the matter ?"

Ibrahim sahib! It was as if you were unconscious. There is bad news for you. Your brother Abdullah Sahib has been killed by someone recently. "

What the heck ??? How can that be? "They panicked

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