Real Mystery

In a moment we left for the shops. This time we did not walk, we went with gyp of the police. It just took five minutes to reach our destination.

  As the manager of Channel I told us to call their camera man, we did that. Our actions were now recorded. The police officer got up in the butcher’s shop. There two other constables with the chief.  So, the chief ordered them to go and catch the shopkeeper.

  “You are arrested.” the police officer said to the butcher.

  “For what?” the butcher did look scared.

  “For murdering Mr.Mamun” the police officer said.

  “What? Why will I kill Mamun? He is my childhood friend.”

  “You know why you killed him.” I interrupted in the middle of the conversation between the two big men.

  “I did not kill him.”

  “Yes, you did,” I retorted, “You and that middle aged man killed our poor Mamun Uncle.”

  “Are you crazy? Why would his own son kill his own father?”

  “What? His own son killed him. Man! It is horrible.” There the shopkeeper appeared.

  “Hey, look, this kid tries to proof that we killed your father.”  The butcher said to the shopkeeper.

  “Are they crazy? Why the hell would I kill my own father?” the shopkeeper shouted.

  “Look, whatever conversation you want to do, do it on the jail.” The police officer said.

  “Okay! Look you are having a wrong idea. I can make you contact with him.” the shopkeeper said.

  “Moreover, what clue do you have?” asked the butcher.

  “Hey! Bring the CD and the laptop.” The police officer ordered one of his constables.

  As soon the video finished, they both started laughing.

  “Look, Mamun is now in his village in great peace. You may contact with him if you want. He was not accepting to go to his village, so I forced him to pack the bag and leave for his village.” The butcher said.

  “Yeah, and you think the blood is of my father, that’s chicken’s.”  The shopkeeper said.

  “What?  Do you want to say, we were taking the chicken’s blood as human’s blood.” I retorted.

  “Really, I never expected a police officer to get fooled like this.” the butcher said.

It was getting a shameful situation for us. The police was getting angry at us. Masud was getting very angry at us. Everyone was getting angry at us.

  “Sorry, but the kids made us give the wrong idea.” The police officer was really ashamed. He called Masud privately and scolded Masud. And Masud scolded us. I was planning in my mind to scold Shabab; it wouldn’t have happened if Shabab had not seen the wrong thing.