25th Jan, 9 pm, it was a stormy night, the door knocked. Opening the door, I saw a postman with a letter in his hand which has blood stains on it. He gave me an intense look and told me that he has never seen such a thing in his 10 yrs of experience. He wanted to open it but it was written over the letter "WARNING, ONLY TO BE OPENED BY DETECTIVE KUMAR".
With this information the postman left but I was standing thunderstruck holding the bloody letter.
Before leaving the main gate, the postman turned back and shouted(as it was heavily raining)"Hey man! The letter was dry when I picked up, but due to heavy rain, water entered in my bag".
I closed the door and placed myself on chair. I opened the letter with simultaneous feeling of curiosity and fear of what was inside it.
"HELP ME . YOU KNOW HOW TO FIND ME!". The piece of paper written with blood read.
Kumar shouted- " How do I know all the stuff on this Earth. Is the letter going to tell me where the man is?". He threw the letter, sat with hands on his head, frustrated. Then suddenly he thought " of course the letter is not going to tell me (Kumar picked up the letter) but the letter can take me there" and smelled it- " the smell is like green vegetables. The paper is 0.05 mm thick". But it was of no use. when he saw the envelope in which the letter came-" There was no stamp on it."
Now everything's almost clear-" The postman lied. Of course, the letters are secured by putting them in the plastic cover. How did I missed it." He visited post office but it was closed-"of course I should have given attention to the time at which he came. No one here delivers letter at 9 pm, after working hours. Do I have to wait till morning. Wait a minute." He found a list-" ohh yes! This is the list." The list was of all the postman name, delivering area and their numbers. Kumar called the postman from which he have received letter. "Hello",told postman. "Hello sir, I am the delivery boy, you have an order but I am not able to find your place", replied Kumar. Incidentally, the postman really has placed an order 2 days ago. Postman asked-" what on Earth are you delivering at this time?" Kumar replied-"sir, my bike got damaged but I have to complete all the deliveries by today else my boss is going to fire me".
"Arrrr! Ok, 111, Manali conclave",told the postman. "Ok sir I will be there in 5 minutes",replied Kumar.
At 111, kumar caught the postman (Aman, he told later ). Kumar threatened Aman. Then Aman told that the letter was given outside his house by a man who covered his face.
"Why'd you do this?", asked Kumar. " He gave me a thousand rupee note." Kumar tightened his neck. "Ok he was just here 5 min ago and gave me another 2000 rs." Kumar again tightened his neck that a person could die. "Ok this 1000 was yours",shouted postman . "But why on Earth should he give me this amount. Far apart who was he?" shouted Kumar. After a moment, he left. With a promise that he will not do these kind of work for money.
At home, But no clues till now.
The note was normal with a small dot on top right corner, which was useless until he placed a paper weight on it. Due to transparent paper weight, dot was zoomed and was not exactly a dot but something else.
He got a magnifying glass and realized that it was looking like a logo. He searched and got to know that it was the logo of a hospital. He visited there to meet his friend who was a doctor there, got to know that there were five available dead bodies of those people who died in last two days.
He got hold of their hair samples with his friend's help and then a DNA test result, after a full day of suspence Kumar gets to know that one person matched.
Police told that he was drunk and fell in the river. Kumar then Visited the river and swam till the lake bottom, found a paper stucked deep inside the limb of sand. A letter in plastic pouch read-"213, New York".
Instinctively stubborn Kumar took off for New York. He was not sure whether he was right or wrong. In the airplane, kumar was only thinking about the case .
"Hey man, are you visiting New York for the first time?"asked the man sitting adjacent to Kumar.
"Yes, but how do you know?"asked Kumar. "It's written over your face (Kumar gets astonished)."
Watching Kumar, the man said- "Oh ! I am a mind reader."
"Are you serious?" Asked Kumar.
"Absolutely not",told the man.
"So where are you going in New York?"continued the man "and by the way I am Watson".
Kumar- "Some friends are there whom I am visiting". "Do you want to watch inception?" Watson asked. "No, thanks" replied kumar. Then Watson continued to watch movie for the whole journey. When they reached New York. Watson-" all the best my friend" and left.
Kumar visited jack home.
The door opened. "Ohh you must be one of his friends. There were like infinite calls. Come in", told the man.
In the house- "jack has not returned from his vacation. And of course he want loneliness for some days that is why he doesn't receive any call. What's your name?" "Ohhh! I am Cris. he has taken a book of mine since 2 months and didn't returned till now." "Ohhh! Of course you can take it. Come with me. That was a medium sized room with many books and a diary, the only suspect in the room. I took a book and placed diary inside it smoothly.
"Okk , thank you".
When I returned from New york. I tried to decode the diary but it was a riddle written in some different language.
After so much of puzzling over, I got that it was written in sequence like 42135 in words and line also. Like hello was written as 42135. It took a while night to decode the diary . I learned about his Indian mission. Ohh by the way he was a spy. There am I, from where all your mistakes are visible . Don't come here. If you come here. Your mind will revolve. He thought for many hours but then he saw "The Mint Baluchi" on paper 2 months ago. He went there. He looked around to find a suspicious man who was constantly stealing glances at him. After sometime, he started moving out. Kumar followed. They reached a house, at first Abhi entered leaving door unlocked which helped Kumar in. " So you get me or whether I say that I try you to get me". "So it was you who killed him", said Kumar. "Nobody's killed, Kumar. It was your test. I saw the kidnapping case you've worked on recently. You were really brilliant in that case. So I chose you to be my partner. It was me who was in the hospital and plane with a little make-up. In New York, those were paid actors and in India too. That diary was mine. And that was the secret language which I use. The letter, postman all was planned by me. And you passed with distinction." "But but.." said Kumar. "Relax, here have a coffee. The meeting in the train was also planned so that I can get to know you".
Kumar took time to become a partner . As they were talking, the door knocked. Kumar dared to open the door after the letter and this reveal. As Kumar opened the door, a lady was in front of him-" help me! Help me!".
The adventure continues in CHAPTER 3 with two great detectives...