This will be the first fictitious detective story.
I had gone to my friend Vaibhu's house, we were meeting after a long time as contact was never established after the college was over. We just came to know about each other from a social site.
TODAY
When I woke up today rubbing my eyes, I read the newspaper, it flashed the news that some domestic cricketer who was suspected to be indulged in fixing was found dead in his apartment, someone had slit the vein near his left wrist. Though this news was not in the main portion but still caught my eye as it seemed interesting. Following the news on the internet I found out that even after about 18 hours police was still clueless as their first report the case seemed of robbery. Me and my colleague Vaibhu went to the house, just to see what had happened. There was a faint stink of something , I think the windows and doors were recently painted.Vaibhu has got terrific observational skills of which even I am afraid of. The house was small and was just two roomed. The cupboard in the entrance seemed to be searched for something. The room looked have a tussle between two people as their were blood marks on the walls and the dining table. Police were taking samples. Vaibhu requested them to let him take a look at the room more carefully. He went on and checked each thing carefully and minutely. He asked me what did I think. I knew he always disagreed with the theory of the police so I tried to act smart and said that I think something might have happened between the two ....... I hadn't even completed my sentence and he smiled at me saying you too have learnt something working with me. I said that let me complete the sentence. He nodded in assertion. I said something like snatching might have happened between the robber and the cricketer. He gazed at me and gave me an angry look saying you can't be any good. This actually puzzled me that a few seconds earlier my incomplete sentence was good enough for him and after completing it what mistake did I make in those last five words.
He pointed to the swelling between the middle and forefinger of the cricketer. That looked like repetitive scratches. I said he might be drugging or doping. He gave me a smile and went directly to the inquiring inspector, showed his ID , on which it was written SR. DETECTIVE INSPECTOR Vaibhav. I was shocked to know his designation. He said
"The case is crystal clear. The cricketer had something illegal with him, might be some paperwork or bill which could make us reach to the real master-mind of the game. There were two robbers who had broken in when the cricketer was out, TWO judging by the finger prints that were clearly shown on the newly painted cupboard. Then they had a fight between them as their is blood on the right wall of the house but no bloody wound on the body except the cut on the left hand. The robbers took those things which actually acted as something with which he could blackmail the master-mind. Since, the thing is gone , he couldn't survive for long. So he committed suicide. SUICIDE because, the person has swollen middle finger which usually an off-spinner has, and the murder weapon is lying much near the body. No other signs of force applied on the body. Clearly SUICIDE"
CASE SOLVED.
I had gone to my friend Vaibhu's house, we were meeting after a long time as contact was never established after the college was over. We just came to know about each other from a social site.
TODAY
When I woke up today rubbing my eyes, I read the newspaper, it flashed the news that some domestic cricketer who was suspected to be indulged in fixing was found dead in his apartment, someone had slit the vein near his left wrist. Though this news was not in the main portion but still caught my eye as it seemed interesting. Following the news on the internet I found out that even after about 18 hours police was still clueless as their first report the case seemed of robbery. Me and my colleague Vaibhu went to the house, just to see what had happened. There was a faint stink of something , I think the windows and doors were recently painted.Vaibhu has got terrific observational skills of which even I am afraid of. The house was small and was just two roomed. The cupboard in the entrance seemed to be searched for something. The room looked have a tussle between two people as their were blood marks on the walls and the dining table. Police were taking samples. Vaibhu requested them to let him take a look at the room more carefully. He went on and checked each thing carefully and minutely. He asked me what did I think. I knew he always disagreed with the theory of the police so I tried to act smart and said that I think something might have happened between the two ....... I hadn't even completed my sentence and he smiled at me saying you too have learnt something working with me. I said that let me complete the sentence. He nodded in assertion. I said something like snatching might have happened between the robber and the cricketer. He gazed at me and gave me an angry look saying you can't be any good. This actually puzzled me that a few seconds earlier my incomplete sentence was good enough for him and after completing it what mistake did I make in those last five words.
He pointed to the swelling between the middle and forefinger of the cricketer. That looked like repetitive scratches. I said he might be drugging or doping. He gave me a smile and went directly to the inquiring inspector, showed his ID , on which it was written SR. DETECTIVE INSPECTOR Vaibhav. I was shocked to know his designation. He said
"The case is crystal clear. The cricketer had something illegal with him, might be some paperwork or bill which could make us reach to the real master-mind of the game. There were two robbers who had broken in when the cricketer was out, TWO judging by the finger prints that were clearly shown on the newly painted cupboard. Then they had a fight between them as their is blood on the right wall of the house but no bloody wound on the body except the cut on the left hand. The robbers took those things which actually acted as something with which he could blackmail the master-mind. Since, the thing is gone , he couldn't survive for long. So he committed suicide. SUICIDE because, the person has swollen middle finger which usually an off-spinner has, and the murder weapon is lying much near the body. No other signs of force applied on the body. Clearly SUICIDE"
CASE SOLVED.
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