I was getting up for a bath, it was half past ten in the afternoon when the telephone rang in the next room. Byomkesh got up and picked up the phone.
I heard him say, ‘Hello, who are you? Oh ... hello! Hello! What's up? Ah. What do you say? .. I have to go? That's a lot. How many numbers? I'll be there in half an hour. "
Byomkesh came out of the house pressing the Punjabi button, saying, ‘Come on, Let's turn around a bit. A murder has taken place, Bidhubabu recalled. '
I stood up and asked, ‘Which widow? Deputy Commissioner? '
Byomkesh laughed and said, 'Yes, he is. I understand why you are so I do not understand. It was understood in his words that he did not call of his own free will. Maybe the hurricane came from above. '
We had a working discussion with the Deputy Commissioner of Police, Bidhubabu. He was quite a man of Murubbigoche, and when he met him, he gave a lot of good advice to Byomkesh; Byomkesh used to try to express in various ways that this intelligence and efficiency is less than him in all respects. Byomkesh listened to his lecture very politely and smiled in his mind. Bidhubabu used to reveal many secrets of Pushis while describing the glory of his virtue. So, Byomkesh would come to him whenever he needed any news about the police and listen to the lecture.As a young man, I think Bidhubabu was not an idiot at all; Especially up to this age he had tremendous patience and enthusiasm. But his intellect was mechanized by the call of police-law. His colleagues secretly called him 'Budhubabu'.
Anyway, at least I didn't go down without explaining myself first. It took twenty minutes to reach the right place by bus. The place is in the northern part of the city, the center of a polite Bengali village. Looking for the number, he saw two red turbans standing at the door of a house, waving their mustaches carefully; Understood, this house is the scene.
Hearing Byomkesh's name, the two constables left; We entered. From the outside, the two-story house looks small, but inside, it looks like a spacious, well-built home. As soon as I entered the house, I saw palm trees arranged in big tubs in the open building in front of me. The red fish is playing in a huge glass container. A few houses with verandas on three sides of the building. In front of the entrance is a two-sided staircase leading to the other end of the building. We saw a lot of people giggling in a room on the right and we went there. In the middle of the room, I saw a thick-skinned widow sitting in front of a table with her eyebrows raised; The servant of the house has become angry - Bamun is angry. The man is standing with his hands folded in his weeping face, answering the widow's tough question and getting up with a rebuke. A few low-ranking police officers are standing around.
Seeing us, Bidhubabu's face became more unhappy. He said, ‘You have come, sit down. Nothing special - a murder, a trivial matter. It is clear who is the accused. I have also issued a warrant. But the master's order is to call you — so - 'Bidhubabu said loudly,' The action is in the master's will — you see, even though there is nothing to see. '
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