The mystery of Belt

by soma bose
I was waiting for a long time for the inspector, after some time I passed with

a cup of black coffee in the coffee house, a hard voice spoke out,"Hello! Are

you hearing me?"

It was Mr. Ray, the senior police inspector looking for my intervention

abruptly in solving a murder case.

"The dead body is removed from the place of incidence, the victim's

body is now under forensic observation," Ray said in such a way as he

was looking for my consent to make our entry in the forensic laboratory.

The forensic expert still held his look around the dead body, glancing

at the body, I asked him,"How much do you already know from your

test?"

"Only what I have examined and found on his body, the victim is purposely

induced with arsenic through a small pin like syringe which has made a small

hole into his back side," the lab assistant said.

The body was exposed, both Ray and I were riveted by the cause of murder

as two previous cases of murders were happened in the same way but the

killer fled and left no evidence against him.

Few miles away,we entered into the mall where the last murder took place.

"Welcome," a well dressed man said,"This is the way," he veered in a certain

direction and we followed him to monitor the spot where the victim's body

was found laid breathless.

"Do you think this is a crime of same conscience? Whoever killed the previous

two has killed this man in the same manner?" Ray broke my silence.

"We should delicately observe the CCTV footage of all three cases, then I can

give you the logical explanation behind these murders," I answered.

"Only logical! And what about the motive of this crime?" Ray yelled.

"The killer will reveal this from his own mouth if we can trace him out,"

I wanted to expand my view into the footage of all the three places when

the incidents took place eventually.

I enlarged the views and suddenly jumped on a chair where Ray was

looking to have his seat.

"Here is," I said, Ray stared, he was obviously waiting for my explanation.

I continued with,"Look at this man, his lower belly is a good fit for this belt."

Ray took a view of the CCTV camera,"Obviously, I can see this belt but the

man who wore it is not clear to me," he said.

"But the belt of same pattern and worn in same style is clearly visible

and every time, on the eve of murders, the same or any different person

came near parallel to the victims who attached the belt of same pattern

and logo with his pant," I gave my explanation.

Ray nodded his head positively,"Absolutely right," he said.

We knew, we could find some logic hidden behind this belt and we searched

every shops of belts nearby the places where the murders took place.

We found out some shops from where this particular type of belts were sold

within some previous days of the incidents of murders. We checked the invoices

and buyers' records from the shops' purchase and selling registers and tried

to track the names and addresses.

Ray was looking impatient as the names and addresses of purchasers were more

than hundred,,"When our case will conclude?",he asked.

I was thinking of leaving the case on God's hand as it was looking really impossible

but I found out one solution, "The killer may be single, no one can do so many murders

having a family along-with, he can not endanger his family life because I think, he is

not a psycho patient and whatever he has done, he did it scientifically, he put the

small syringe in the hole of buckle of the belt and threw it towards the victims

so mechanically and delicately that nobody noticed it, as we know, every-time

the syringe was filled with arsenic so that the pinned syringe could kill the victims

scientifically."

Ray nodded his head as he agreed with my observation. We started our search as

we knocked the every door of the suspected purchasers whom we sorted based

on said status and interrogated everybody except one, his neighbours disclosed

one fact that this person had locked his room since many days and presently he

was not seen for last many days. We broke the lock of his room and entered into

the room, what we discovered that really stunned both Ray and me. Some paper cuttings

were remained scattered on the floor and I took up them,"Unbelievable! What is this?"

Both Ray and I looked into the matters of the clips, it revealed another story happened

few years before- a poisonous wine scam case came into our knowledge, all the members

of the killers family died after drinking that wine and it was his revenge to kill every one

who were involved in this scam!

The first victim was the owner of that brand of wine, second one was the retailer of that

alcoholic liquid and the third one was the wine shop owner from whose shop his family

bought that liquor, the killer then was not present along-with his family, so he survived

and he planned from then to make a way to kill all these three so delicately and accurately

that nobody could suspect him.

But now we had all the proofs against him and we acquired all his identifications, and Ray

was well enough determined to capture him along-with his police associates.
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Mahoobee

Mahoobee

July 8, 2015 - 12:30 Interesting :D
soma bose

soma bose

July 8, 2015 - 13:45 To me writing is not only a way of earning money and fame but it is a great passion
Mahoobee

Mahoobee

July 8, 2015 - 15:02 That's a nice thought. :D good luck on your future stories.
Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

July 8, 2015 - 12:40 really interesting. keep up :)
soma bose

soma bose

July 8, 2015 - 13:47 To me, it is a great earning for a writer if any real reader enjoys his/her writing
Mahoobee

Mahoobee

July 15, 2015 - 13:47 Thank youuu so much for adding sunrise thoughts in your favourites :3

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