I have to go. Dr. Shaukat said as he entered the room and put his hand in the other sleeve of his coat.

May God guide you and what else can I say. The old Beta Devi spoke. But wrap the muffler well in the head. It's very cold."

mumma..doctor Shaukat spoke in a childish manner. You are making me a child. Wrap up in the thinking head haha!

Good old man, do what you want. Sita Devi opened her mouth and spoke. But I say how did this work, neither at day u rest nor at night - today's operation, tomorrow's operation"

How can I explain to my good mother that a doctor is not there to comfort himself but to bring comfort to others.”

I had made macaroni specially prepared for you today, will you have dinner in the city also?" said Sita Devi.

What should I do? It is seven o'clock at this time. So the operation will be at midnight. How delicate. You have to go and prepare now. Good God Hafiz

Dr. Shaukat got into his beautiful little car and left for the city. He was working as a Stunt Surgeon in Civil Hospital. To be an expert in the operation of the mind

His fame was far and wide. Although his age was not yet, he was a handsome and handsome young man of twenty-four or twenty-five years. Due to his manners and manners, he was respected in the society. The spirit of sacrifice had become his second nature. He could postpone today's operation to tomorrow, but his conscience did not allow him.

Sabita Devi often used to scold him for running. They raised him as their own son. She was a woman of high character who believed in Hindu dharma. She kept the promise she made to her dying friend Jafri Khanum till today. He had enabled his son to pursue higher education as per his will. He had a good reputation all over the country today. Although Shaukat's mother died leaving a reasonable amount for his education. But raising someone else's child is not an easy task and that too a child who belongs to a non-religion. If she wanted, she could have converted him to her religion, but her good intentions did not allow her. Along with the worldly education, he also managed his religious education reasonably. This was the reason why he remained Shaukat Ali even when he was young. The people of Sabita Devi's community boycotted her for living with a Muslim, but she was completely committed to her religion and kept forcing Shaukat to follow her religious dictates. She was living with Dr. Shaukat and a maid in a town called Nishat Nagar. Which was located at a distance of five miles from the city. It was his own private palace. She was widowed at a young age. Her husband was the owner of a considerable amount of property which, in the absence of any close relative, fell to her entirely.

After Dr. Shaukat left, he said to the maid. "Don't burn the lamp in my room. I will sleep in Shaukat's room today. He will be tired all night. I don't want him to come in the morning to find his bed ice cold and patchy.

Go and make his bed.”

The young maid was looking at him in surprise. Today was the first time he had heard them talk like this. Which was both meaningful and funny. She wanted to say something and then she got a mother

Keeping silent with the glimpse of a full heart.

what are you thinking Sita Devi spoke.

So will we be alone tonight? The maid spoke in a low voice. That person came again today.

Who?"

I don't know who he is but I saw him sneaking around the garden last night too. Yesterday, I thought that he might be a wayward ra bagger. But today around six o'clock he appeared again.

Think well Sita Devi and speak. He's probably in our chicken coop. I will tell the officer of the police station in the morning.

Sabita Devi satisfied him by saying this. But she got confused. After all, why is this mysterious man hovering around their palace? They are threatened by their religious contractors

I remembered well. But after such a long time, there is no dangerous move on their part

It had no special meaning. I don't know how many such thoughts crawled in his mind. At last, exhausted, he had to return to his original idea to satisfy his heart. That is, that person, that someone:

There was a petty thief who liked his chickens. As soon as the police station clock struck ten, he

She went to Dr. Shaukat's room to sleep, she didn't even have dinner.

maid was aware of his bad character. That's why she didn't insist too much. After a while she also went to the bedroom. She was about to lie down when she Heard door close with a bang.she got the impression that Dr. Shaukat's antipathy had returned. She came out in the verandah. Sita Devi's voice was heard in the garden. She was speaking in a masculine voice. She listened in wonder. She was just about to go out when Beta Devi showed up.

You say that. Hey girl, why are you chasing your life? She has come out without a blanket in this cold. I don't know what girls are like these days."

who was The servant asked listening to him.

It was not the same man. maid asked in fear.

Two no he wasn't. It is very cold. I will tell you in the morning... Well, go now

The servant left in a daze. Although this incident may not have been of any importance, it seemed to him to be a mystery. After a while she started snoring.

When Dr. Shaukat returned the next day at eight o'clock in the morning, he found the maid in an extremely distressed and distressed state. On asking, it was found that the routine against Sita Devi is still going on. Although it was her daily routine that she used to get up from around five in the morning and engage in the management of Pooja Path. Shaukat was also worried about this incident. But then she thought that maybe she would stay up late in the night. He appeased the maid and asked her to bring breakfast. It was nine o'clock but Sita Devi did not wake up. Now Shaukat's anxiety increased beyond measure. He started knocking on the door but in vain... there was no response from inside. Defeated, he called for an increase.

He screamed as the door slammed open.

Dr. Shaukat, being a strong hearted man, fainted for a while. As soon as he regained consciousness, he fell on the ground, taking skis like a child.

There was a strange mournful atmosphere in the whole house. Information was received at the town police station and at that time a sub-inspector and two head constables were sitting in front of the victim's room and making inquiries. On maid s statement, they started running their horses of concern. They believed that the mysterious man was the murderer who was found walking in the garden at night and Sabita Devi was quarreling with him at night. Dr. Shaukat was totally unsatisfied with their argument

His anger grew as he expressed his experience. However, he considered the police in his town ineffective. So he had sent a private letter to Inspector forte of the Intelligence Department and was waiting for him. forte was among the few inspectors who were dedicated to very important work, but due to personal connections, Dr. Shaukat was confident that even if he was not officially assigned the case, he would take it up privately.

After about two hours Inspector forte also reached there along with his assistant sergeant imre. Inspector forte Tum was a strong young man of thirty-two years. Beneath his broad forehead, two large, dreamy eyes mirrored his intelligence and prudence. Keep his clothes clean and freshly shaven. Neo seemed to be a principled and decent man. Sergeant imre had a hint of femininity in his features. It was clear from his manner that he He is used to showing off his beauty. He was not more than twenty-four years old, but even at that young age he was extremely intelligent. Because of this intelligence, Inspector forte's relations with him were friendly. It was difficult, if not impossible, to determine the officership or subordination from the conversation between the two.

The sub-inspector and constable of the police station were startled by his unexpected arrival as they did not know about his arrival. They were somewhat offended by their unwelcome arrival.

Dr. Shaukat forte said while extending his hand. "It is impossible to compensate for this loss, but formally I will definitely express my grief."

Inspector Today my mother died. Tears welled up in Shaukat's eyes.

Be patient, you must be a strong hearted man. Fredi patted his shoulder

Ho answered.

"Darugha ji got some clues," he said turning to the sub-inspector.

Hey sir! We poor people should be traced. The sub-inspector said sarcastically. forte must have felt the bitterness of the answer but he just smiled and kept quiet.

Shaukat sir! You know that I am on vacation today. forte said. And then secondly, murder cases usually come to us when the civil police fails to investigate.”

The police inspector's eyes lit up with joy

Inspector forte sensed the change and spoke in his characteristic hurtful and mischievous tone. But I will take up the case privately due to personal relations.” The sparkle in the eyes of the police station sub-inspector immediately disappeared like the sun's face covered by dark clouds. His mouth hung open.

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After hearing the events, forte wanted to take the servant's statement. All the events of the night were repeated from beginning to end.

Can you tell that you heard any sound in the night even after these incidents?”

Yes, except that it was the sound of Deviji's exaggeration. They often were

She used to talk about time.

I am Can you tell what she was muttering."

There were some irrelevant things. I remember staying and telling. Yes I remember right...she was running Rajrup Nagar...Rajrup Mangar. I paid no attention to it. Because I was familiar with the habit of

Rajrupnagar forte repeated slowly and began to think.

imre , have you heard this name before?”

imre shook his head in the negative.~~~~

Dr. Shaukat you.

I have not heard till today."

Didn't Sita Devi also take this name?

Not in my memory. Dr. Shaukat replied emphasizing the mind. Good, Fredi said. Now I just want to examine the body.”

They all came to the room where the dead body was lying. Four pies

The window was open. It had no bars. Inspector forte used to examine the body for a long time

Stayed. Then he pulled that knife from the chest of the deceased with the permission of the sub-inspector and started looking for fingerprints on her hands.

Then he went to the window and bent down to look down. Three feet below the window was a run about a foot wide, from which a bamboo ladder protruded. Lying on the window

The floor was clean in many places and in one place there were marks of all five fingers of the hand." It is clear that the killer entered through this window.

It is so clear that the maid of the house was saying the same thing. The sub-inspector of the police station Said in a mocking way.

Fredi smiled and looked at him and then silently examined the dagger.

The killer was wearing gloves and appears to be a skilled dagger. Inspector forte said. And he is an extraordinarily powerful man. What do you think of this dagger, Doctor?

Dagger .. yes it seems very strong too. The sub-inspector smiled and said. No, I am asking about its composition. "Only blacksmiths can tell about its composition."

Yes, no. I can tell too. Daggers of this type are not made anywhere else except in Nepal, Dr. Shaukat said in a bemused tone and took a step back impatiently.

Why, what's the matter." forte said staring at him. No problem. Shaukat regained control and said.

Well, yes, I was saying that these types of daggers are not made anywhere else except in Nepal, and I will tell you, doctor, that all he could say was that a constable

Akar informed that the person with whom Beta Devi had quarreled last night has been traced. Everyone hurried towards the door.it was The constable who came told that Sitadevi was quarreling with him that night. He was passing that night when Sita Devi called him. He was in a hurry because he was going on a patrol. But he Still came. Sita Devi told him that a man was waiting for his chickens and asked him to be careful. He replied that the police are not there to pick chickens and then he is the constable of another post, on which the conversation escalated and a fight started.

The constable of the police station took him aside and began to question him and forte began to speak in a loud voice. Yes, doctor, I was telling you that this dagger should have been in your chest. Sita Devi is killed by deception and when the killer realizes his mistake, he again Will fall behind you. Now I will walk in the same room and interpret it. Everyone was shocked at this revelation. Shaukat was blinking rapidly in panic. Daroghaji's eyes were wide with surprise and Sergeant imre was staring at him funny

Everyone then returned to the corpse room. Inspector forte went down to the window ledge and returned after examining the windows of all the rooms in that line.

Now the matter has become clear that Beta Devi has been killed in Dr. Hai's washing. If the killer wanted to kill Beta Devi, how did he know that Beta Devi was sleeping in Shaukat's room? If he had reached this room while searching, other windows could have had marks like the one found on this window and then only one reason for the murder of Beta Devi.

It could be their property. If his legacy reaches any of his loved ones, he will give it to them from now on

He would have killed or done it years ago. While he intended to dedicate his property in the name of Dharamshala. Now that ten years have passed and the entire legal will relating to the property is standing safe, no rational reason for his murder can be understood if the murderer agrees with the intention of the whole

entered the room in which she was sleeping, so why was nothing stolen? It is possible that the victim woke up as soon as he entered the room and caught himFearing to leave, he killed him and ran away without stealing anything. Darogha ji shot a big arrow in his knowledge.

My dear forte said excitedly. But I can prove that the murderer stayed in that room for a long time after the attack.”

A mocking smile spread across the sub-inspector's face and Sir Gent imre glared at him through gritted teeth.

Inspector forte began to say very calmly. When Shaukat saw the victim, she was covered with a blanket from head to toe, obviously no one could have entered the room before that because the door was locked from inside. So Shaukat saw the body first. Therefore, there is no question of covering someone else's face. Now let's come closer to the dead body... I am telling you. See that the victim's lower lip is buried in her teeth. It clearly shows that the killer had pressed the victim's mouth with one hand and stabbed with the other hand. Then he immediately sat on her feet with his mouth pressed so that she could not move and he remained in this position until the victim died. The insertion of the lip into the teeth shows that she could only do so in the pain that she bit the lip between the teeth, but due to the pressure of the killer's hand, the lip did not return to its original position and the body froze in that state. done The murderer was so sure of the success of his purpose that he did not bother to look at the face of his victim. It is possible that even if he opened his mouth later, he would not have dropped the hogar, then there is no such special reason for covering it again.

Is it not possible that this is a case of suicide? The sub-inspector then expressed his competence. Sergeant imre said. So many years have come, but comfortably dagger with a blanket There was not a single taker that I could appreciate.” The sub-inspector sighed and bowed.

After listening to all these things, Inspector forteaddressed Dr. Shaukat and said. Dr. Your life is in danger. Take all possible precautions. This plot is yours

It was made for murder. Think and tell if you have any enemy who will not hesitate to take your life

In my knowledge, there is no such person. Till date I have bad relationship with anyone

Also the solution

But wait, you will remember that I was shocked at the mention of the Nepalese dagger

It was mentioned that it was a very dangerous type of operation in one night

I was going to do it when a Nepali of good standing came to me and requested me to

Let me see a patient at this time. whose condition was dangerous. I showed a disability. He

He started crying and crying. But I had to. Because I already have a dangerous was There was a danger that if the operation was not done that night, the patient would die. Finally

When that Nepali got frustrated, he went back cursing me.

The next morning when I was on my way to the hospital to get petrol at the intersection of Church Road

When I stopped, I saw the same Nepali. Seeing me, he made a bad face with hatred and his own

This th.tha..that

There was something wrong in his tongue, then he pointed at me and said

Mala... our man is dead. Now we will take your news. I snorted and motored

"Yes, good," fortesaid. Can you tell us something about its appearance? It's a bit difficult because to me all Nepalis look the same Dr. Shaukat replied.

WEll, take special care of your safety. Good doctor, my work is done.. Dr. Shaukat I promised you that I will take this case in my hands but I am sorry that due to some reasons I will not be able to do so. I think Darugha ji will do this job well. Well now I would like permission. Yes, Doctor, let's go to the car. I want to give you some instructions for your safety

On reaching the car, fortetook out a small pistol from his pocket and handed it to Dr. Shaukat. I am giving this to you for safekeeping and its license will reach you by tomorrow

No thanks, no need. Dr. Shaukat replied with a frown. What a fool, what a fool, what a fool, it is me that I will not investigate this incident. Yes, in front of these donkeys, I thought it appropriate to refuse a private investigation. These "less fortunate" only bother to complain to senior officers. Dr.Shaukat's face lit up and he took the revolver and put it in his pocket.

Look, call me whenever there is a need. It is very likely that I will take ten minutes ....

Come again by night. It is good to be careful God Hafiz

The driver started the car.

The sun was slowly setting......