9144181149

"Oh my god! What am I going to do now? I lost my only relation." crying the grieving wife of Mr. Rana in front of his body with the police investing the scene. Mr. Rana was a successful politician who was twice elected as MP without reaching the age of 36. His revolutionary ideas that made everyone opt for him. Though no one knew anything about the ghosts of his past. "Ma'am please stop crying. We will find the killer and bring him to justice" said inspector Aran with extreme humbleness."If you do so, will my husband turn back from heaven?" asked one sad soul among 130 crores."Did you find anything suspicious in the apartment from which he was shot?". "nothing at all sir" replied Harish, a loyal officer of justice.

Aran wasn't satisfied with the empty hands of Harish. He himself went through the dark room of the apartment and found a box with nothing on it but a small bit of paper. It had nothing. Reaching light, he found the logo on the box which had the name of Zafar, a toy maker. No one but the Sargent of tharavi knew that Zafar was a illegal weapon dealer and didn't disclose it because of the lumpsum he recieved from him. Aran found something suspicious right inside the eyes of him and went near him. Before Aran opened his mouth Govind spilled everything out of his. Now he must wait for his suspension order to come from fax's mouth. Then Aran went straight to Zafar's toy shop which had shutter in its mouth. He came without a single clue. He threw that blank piece of paper into nowhere . As the paper flew through the light he now saw the thing written in invisible ink. He had some numbers written in it. They were 9144181149. It had ten digits. A typical airworld number. He went to control room and asked them to track the sim and swiftly found it in Panaji, Goa. "alright! Case closed" Harish cried and was getting ready for a pleasure trip to Panaji. "But I have all sorts of doubts with this case" replied Aran and started his jeep. "But we can finish the case sir!" asked Harish with impatience." Killers won't leave clues much closer than this". As they were speaking, they reached Goa. As soon as they knew the owner of the number, they found that he was no one, none other than the culprit (known, atleast), Zafar. They took no time to arrest him. They tried getting answers but he was almost dumb. Only word he spilled was I Don't Know. With fear of failing his first case as an inspector, Aran returned to his elder brother's home where his nephew had a question to ask. Shiva did not leave Aran to enter the room of his. He had a question for his forthcoming PSA exam. He asked Aran to decrypt 4157 if 3120 was cat. With ease he decrypted it to dog. "Yes!" both shouted with happiness that they woke up Shiva's father and got Aran scolded. But Aran had nothing in mind but the thought of decrypting the number he had in the paper. The answer came out as INDRANI. Indrani was the wife of Rana and she married Rana only a shot period before. This made Aran think about investigating her furthermore. After a large toil by Aran finally she agreed that she was the killer. "I was the daughter of Rana's uncle Raj. Raj had the burning desire of capturing the place of Rana after his death by having me in the cabinet. Sympathy votes are common in India. But I did not have any reason to kill my beloved. He threatened me that he will kill my brother and my mother. My mother was more important than my love. So I agreed to kill him. I don't want any excuse. It was my heart that blessed. So I kept the paper inside the box. But while evesdropping my father's conversation, I knew that his men would come and check the room thoroughly. It was my father's cruelty that made him to think personal trip would not be followed by much securities and no one will be in th room and in the other apartment. Arrest me. Kill me" as a she spoke without leaving a breath her eyes had huge explosion of water and they were coming through her cheeks. Justice was satisfied with the arrest of her and truth triumphed as her father was arrested and hanged. Aran got a promotion as assistant commissioner of police. Harish was also promoted. And everything was in place. Indrani cell was opened to give her hanging, but all the jailer found was her chain was in her mouth and she was not at all moving.

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