"I have never seen such a horrible case in my 16 years of service," said Inspector Rajiv Karmakar, wiping his forehead with a handkerchief from his pocket, "and I pray that this will never happen again."
"But as a police inspector, you have to get used to seeing murders. So why are you saying that?", Was the curious question of the reporter sitting next to him.
Mr. Rajiv looked at the reporter once. Then with a sigh mixed throat said,
"Maybe I wouldn't be so scared if it were a normal case, but ..."
Rajiv Karmakar stared at the reporter's eyes like ice. An unknown terror in that sight.
"But this is no ordinary murder or suicide case",
Inspector Karmakar finished the unfinished sentence.
Then he said in almost one breath,
"This is the Burari Mass suicide case, the explanation of which I still do not know, and may never know .............
.................. Burari .................
(Based on true facts)
1st episode: Ranawat
"So, you are Mr. Bircharan Singh, who was the first to see the corpses?", The inspector asked the middle-aged gentleman sitting in front of the carpenter.
"Can I have a glass of water?" The answer came from the side with a broken throat.
"Su-re-sha, with a glass of water," called the inspector.
Then he turned his eyes to Bircharan Singh again.
Bircharan Singh. Businessman by profession. Age 40-50. But I know why he looks older. The gentleman seems to have not been able to cope with the shock of two days ago. Now the police are bothering him again - all in all, it is as if a storm is going on over him.
"So, you were the first to discover the bodies?", The inspector asked the same question again.
"Yeah, I saw it first."
"Look, Mr. Bircharan, I understand your state of mind. But we need your statement for the sake of investigation," Inspector Karmakar tried to say softly, "Don't be afraid, just tell me what happened that day.
Who knows whether it is because of the soft throat of the inspector or not, Mr. Bircharan was seen to be a little more accustomed than before.
He began to speak with a mild cough,
"Lalit Mohan Ranawat and I, of course, have been good neighbors and good friends for many years.
The habit of walking in Bhubaneswar Park every morning is very old, "he said.
Bircharan let out a sigh. Then he started saying again,
"Lalit used to get up early in the morning. Her shops would open around 8 in the morning.
Of course, the habit of getting up early this morning was more or less the same for everyone in the Ranawat family. "
Inspector Karmakar, in the middle of Mr. Bircharan's words, suddenly said,
"Mr. Bircharan, I can't help but ask a question, what was the business of Lalit Mohan Ranawat?"
"There was a timber business, B-shawl. For both hard work and honesty, his business was growing day by day."
Bircharan returned to his previous words,
"So from what I was saying, I would go to his shop every day between six and a half and seven. Then the two of them would go straight to the park.
But, that day .... ", Mr. Bircharan looked at the inspector with exploding eyes.
"What's that day?", The imprint of impatience on the inspector's throat.
Bircharan began to say in a trembling voice,
"I went that day and saw that the shop was still closed, the employees were standing outside. I asked about Lalit, they said that Lalit was not picking up the phone."
"Did the key of the shop belong to Lalit Mohan only?", Again the question of the inspector.
Shaking his head, Bircharan said,
"Yes, only to Lalit. Once before, the employees forgot and the shop caught fire, since then this rule.
So whatever I was saying, I also called Lalit. But no one received the phone. "
"Then?"
"I went to Lalit's house with the A-staff. I rang the bell several times, but no one opened the door.
This time my real worries started. You tell me, there are so many people in the house, but there is no response - it's a matter of concern. "
"Hmm, that's right", the inspector shook his head seriously.
"Meanwhile, other neighbors also noticed the matter. It was decided that the door would be broken", Bircharan paused for a moment. Then the inspector looked at him and said in a frightened voice,
'' The door is broken.
No response. All around is absolutely silent.
I called Lalit again.
The sound of the phone ringing came from inside the house. I think it is coming from the bedroom ", swallowed Bircharan.
I was the first to enter the house. Behind me is Babul, an employee of Lalit's shop.
Slowly the sound of the phone came from where it came from. It was seen that the sound of the phone was coming from Lalit's mother's house.
As soon as I reached Lalit's mother's house, I saw, "Bircharan stopped. Then he began to say in a trembling voice,
"Ten people are hanging from the ceiling like tree branches. Everyone's eyes, face, hands and feet are tied tightly with cloth. The sound of the phone is coming from the pocket of one of them.
And Lalit's mother's body on the floor, her eyes, hands and feet tied in the same way. "
"Then what did you two do?", Inspector Karmakar asked.
"Scream. I fainted. The other neighbors came running at Babylon's scream. Then you were called, although I don't remember anything about them," said Bircharan, groaning and groaning.
The inspector quickly arranged for water. After the situation became a little normal, he started asking questions like interrogation,
"Did you hear any noise or shouting? The day of the incident or the day before?"
"No. I mean, at least I didn't go down without explaining myself first.
The inspector pushed the chair forward. Then he started again,
"Have you noticed anything unusual in the last few days, something from Lalit or the Ranawat family? I mean, did they try to hide something, or did they say something threatening?"
"No, nothing much happened. But the level of one thing increased ...",
"What thing?"
"Oncology, Lalit's father Gopal Ranawat could see Lalit more."
"Wait, didn't Gopal Ranawat die in 2006? So ....", the inspector asked with a frown.
"Gee, but a couple of years after her death, Lalit would occasionally say that she could hear her dead father. She even said once that she could see her father," said Bircharan in a frightened voice.
"So these have been on the rise for the last two months."
The inspector tried to dismiss the matter. He said
"Look, Mr. Bircharan, 11 people have died. We think these are pre-planned murders. So please don't make these weird nonsense. The forensic department report will actually see the real killer come out of the mask."
Mr. Bircharan replied in a frightened voice, "Look sir, you may not believe me. But since Uncleji's death, a huge change has taken place in that house.
And you know, change often brings with it big dangers. "
With a look of contempt on his face, the inspector said, "Then what do you say, 11 aquatic people have been killed by demons! Ha, ha, I had fun.
But let me say one thing, people are often more terrible than ghosts. He does not hesitate to blame the demons to cover his sins. "
Inspector Karmakar got up from his chair. Then he put his hands forward and said, "You can come like today, hello."
"Hello"
As soon as Bircharan came out, the inspector's mobile phone rang.
As soon as he picked up the phone, Sub Inspector Prantik Kumar's voice was heard,
"Hello, sir. A witness in the Ranawat murder case has been found."
As soon as the sub-inspector finished speaking, the lights in the whole room suddenly went off.
Inspector Karmakar shouted angrily, "Su সু re, see if the fuse burns again"
Suddenly a sound came from behind Inspector Karmakar. Much like tapping on glass.
Inspector Rajiv Karmakar looked behind him.
(Continued)
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