[] Behind the Mystery
Then one day Paran Mia's tea shop was abuzz with cannibals Those who sit in a tea shop to chat start research as soon as they find a topic. The people sitting in the tea shop are divided into three groups with different views. One group says there are cannibals. It was before and still is. They don’t come out in public.
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The second group says that there are no people with perverted brains who can eat people. Many have made up stories to become famous. People can never eat human flesh - what? I will believe without proof? We are not so stupid. Moreover, psycho type people can do all this.
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In any case, the third party people are always floating in the current. Wherever the currents are, they are; This is no exception. The third party guy is not saying anything; They are smiling and having fun like wise people. The logical words of the two parties do not match.
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I think the sun will go down. The red afternoon was frozen with a cup of tea At that time a man with a huge body like a monster came to Tong tea shop. He got a seat in a branch and sat down. As soon as the man sat down, the whole branch shook quite well. Seeing the man, everyone sitting in the tea shop became silent. No one is talking, everyone is silent. They themselves do not know why they are silent. Many are looking at the unknown man in surprise. Just as the atmosphere suddenly calmed down just before the storm.
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"Give me a color of tea." Hearing the unknown man's words, the tea shopkeeper started making tea by making a thumping sound in the cup of tea. Seeing everyone's faces dry, the man said to them, "Can you shut up?" Someone seems to have cut his throat. ”
Yet no one said anything, some bowed their heads in shame. The man said again, “I think you were talking about cannibals? I know something about this; Tell me? ”
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Everyone is interested in hearing the speech of an unknown person, but no one is saying anything. This guy hasn't been seen here before. Nobody knows. Totally unfamiliar. But, speaking in such a way as to know many years. Looking at the eyes and faces of the people sitting in the tea shop, it can be said without any doubt that they all want to hear the story. The unknown man with the tea gave the tea in his hand. Dark red tea. It looks like blood. Which is called purple tea.
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The man began to say with a sip of tea, "There is no man-eater. He who says this is a complete donkey. The real thing comes out only when you spend your intellect. There are cannibals, there are also in Bangladesh. Maybe in your area. I know a cannibal. Saw and worked with him. That's why I know a lot about cannibals. Ordinary people should not know what I know. So I can't tell you. Another thing is that one person is missing every week in your city! Who is doing it? Why? Can anyone find the living or dead bodies of those who are missing? Once you find the answers to these questions, your doubts will go away. I think cannibals have a hand in these incidents. ”
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"How do you know that?"
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"Wisdom costs." The unknown man answered immediately. Everyone present laughed when they heard the answer.
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“Well! What did you do with the cannibal? What does a man-eater look like? ”
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The unknown man laughed when he heard the question. She has a mysterious smile. He looked up at the questioner. A young boy. Young boys are a little more curious about new things Especially the interest in knowing the unknown is limitless. The teenage boy's name is Heart. He believes there is no such thing as a cannibal. A psycho, a mental patient brutally kills a man and the common man turns it into a man-eating story.
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Already the unknown man's tea is over. Without answering his heart's question, he got up and started walking with his tea bill.
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The anger of the heart. Avoiding it in this way is not at all tolerable. But there is no way to show anger. When the man gets up, the heart also gets up to go.
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The man with the huge body is looking from side to side and moving forward. Suddenly he thought someone was following him. So that the follower would not understand, he walked a little further and hurriedly looked back. But no, there is no one The whole road is almost empty. It is already evening. The surroundings were still not covered in darkness. If someone followed, there would be no problem in catching. Almost everything is visible.
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Thinking wrong, the man went ahead. He walked some distance and stood in front of a yellow house. He stood for a while and looked around. Then he entered the house.
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The heart was following the mysterious man very carefully. Nothing can be seen after Ishan enters the house. Ishan is not a friend of the heart but an enemy. They once had a terrible fight at school. That anger is still there. The heart does not understand why the man went to Ishan's house. So what are their relatives? Maybe. Such a monster will not be a relative of Ishan, who will be a relative! The heart won by mocking itself.
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The man had a lot to ask and a lot to learn from him. He could not do it without asking questions. What a fear. It is normal to be afraid to ask strange questions to an unknown person. The questions are bizarre, all about cannibals. It would have been easier to ask a question if someone knew. Now he will not wait - he does not understand what will go away There is no question of going inside the enemy's house.
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The heart has extended its legs to leave. Omni stopped when she heard a scream. The scream was heard only once. Sounds like squealing when you hold your face while screaming. The voice sounds a lot like Ishan's mother.
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A woman had a quarrel with Ishan's mother. He shouted like a Bengali mic. I remember the voice very well in my heart. She is sure that the voice belongs to Ishan's mother. The heart has to make a decision in a hurry.
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The heart moved silently towards the house. He came and stood in front of the gate. The sound of humming is coming from inside Thinking about something, he moved away from the door and peeked through the window. He looked through the window glass at an event he had never imagined. That's impossible!
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He rubbed his eyes and looked again. Yes, he really did. The man with the huge body is holding Ishan's mother from behind Holding his face, the man repeatedly stabbed him in the throat and sucked blood Ishan's mother is rolling her arms and legs, moaning, her eyes are rolling, her body is in agony. If you give a little more poaching to the throat, the throat will probably be cut and separated. In the man's face, the clothes are bloodied. Blood is dripping from Ishan's mother's cut throat and falling on the floor.
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The condition of the heart is heartbreaking. He is trembling again and again Suddenly she noticed that the man was looking at her. Her eyes widened as she stared wide-eyed; The jaw tightens and grips the heart. Thinking of danger, the heart immediately moved.
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The heart is repeatedly looking back and running. There is no man behind, but the fear is not diminishing, the chest is trembling If followed?
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Three street corners in front, his own house on the right, police station on the left. Can't decide where to go. Who will believe him when he goes to the police station? No one will come to Ishan's house to verify the truth of his words. For now, he thinks it is appropriate to go to his hometown Father's name if he lives by himself.
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Midnight.
The heart can't sleep even after trying a lot. When you try to sleep, that brutal incident is floating in front of your eyes. Lying on the bed, he is repeatedly moving from side to side. He is trying to understand how a man can give birth to such a brutal event. His normal brain can't answer.
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Suddenly the sound of Collingbell startled my heart. He took out the phone from under the pillow and saw the time. Who can come so late at night? The heart knows that the deeper the night, the greater the danger. The danger has come to him or to whom it has come. Once more the sound of the bell rang. Collingbell's words sound awkward today; It feels good the other day. Today the ears are piercing like arrows.
The stranger is supposed to be in danger because of the pressure on the calling bell. No assassin will ring the calling bell late at night.
Yet why is the heart afraid too. Seeing the lights in the dining room, he realized that his father had woken up and went to open the door. What will the heart do now? Without wasting time, he picked up the cricket bat from the floor of the bed and proceeded towards the front door.
It will work.
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