Hello everyone...

Hope you all are doing well...

Yes...I am back with another new story...

I know CONSTANT IS FRIENDSHIP is already in line...

Maine bhi socha ki usse khatam kar ke hi yeh likhugi...par raha nahi gaya...issliye I started to write it...


This is a Tragic and emotional story...

Yes...obviously on Duo...with lots of suspense and thriller...

But...don't worry...It is not going to be a blame game wali story....


Waise...

This story itself has a back story...

Actually I suggested the plot of this story to one of the writers of Fanfiction when I was only a reader and guest reviewer with a pen name Duo lover...maybe 4 or 5 years back I think...

Par aaj tak iss plot mai maine koi story nahi dekha tho socha ki mai hi likh du...

Maine socha I'll just inform the writer whom I suggested the plot first...

But mujhe yaad hi nahi aarahi hai ki mai kaunse writer ko kab aur kaunse story ke review section mai yeh suggestion diya...

I tried to find but I couldn't...because itne saare stories hai...writers hai...

So I couldn't inform the writer whom I suggested this plot...

I hope the writer won't mind...

Waise I have changed the plot much...and let's see how it goes with the time...


The evidence was saying that I am the culprit...My blank brain and helpless heart also started to believe it...

But what if I am a victim...

Wait...

Who am I?...The Culprit or Victim....


CHAPTER 1: THE CRIME


Mid night....

A forest area....

It was a farm house in the middle of a forest area...

It seemed to be quiet and dipped in complete darkness...

Only the sound of the rain and thunder was echoing in every hook and corner of the house...

Yes...It was a raining heavily from the evening...

The wind was blowing in a full speed and trees were dancing according to it...

The thunder was providing a light inside the house in a regular interval...

Suddenly a person came to the hall with a shaggy step while holding his abdomen...

He seemed to be severely injured...

He was having bullet injuries in the abdomen and in the right side of the chest...

His head and total body was having lots of injuries and all his wounds were bleeding profusely...

The blood was dipping from his wounds and were falling drop by drop on the floor...

He somehow moved towards the center table and fell on his knees feeling exhausted...

His sinuses were so irregular and he was breathing heavily...

With the left over energy he pulled out of the receiver of the landline and dialled a number...

Within 5 to 6 rings the desired person attended the call with...

The person (in polite tone): hello...Senior Inspector Daya here...

The injured person (while breathing heavily): hello Daya...

Daya who recognised the voice of the caller within seconds...

Daya (in worry): Vikram...

Vikram (in stammering tone): haan Daya...mai...

Daya sensing something fishy with his voice...

Daya (in tension): Vikram...tum theek ho...kuch hua hai kya?...haan...

Vikram while trying to grip the receiver as tight as possible...

Vikram (in stammering tone): Daya...tum...tum jaldi...se...mere...mere farm house...paye aajao...apne team ke...team ke saath...

Daya (in tension): team saath...lekin yaar...hua kya hai...tum...

Vikram interrupted him with...

Vikram (while breathing heavily): Daya...yeh...sab baatane ke liye...bikul...bikul...wakt...nahi hai...ahhh...please...came fast...with your team...

Daya who already started to move out of his house sensing the seriousness...

Daya (in tension): theek hai yaar...mai...abhi aaraha hu...

Saying this Daya started to drive the car towards Vikram's farm house in a hurry while connecting the call on bluetooth...

Vikram while taking a deep breath...

Vikram (in stammering tone): jaldi Daya...jaldi...wo...Abhijeet...wo...

Daya frowned a bit by hearing Abhijeet's name...

Daya (in a restless tone): Abhijeet...kya...kya yaar...kya hua...Abhijeet kya...

Vikram (in stammering tone): Daya...wo Abhijeet...usse...

Vikram wasn't able to continue his words...

He started to cough badly...

Daya became hell tensed feeling Vikram's deteriorating condition...

Daya (in pacifying tone): yaar...tum shant hojao...mai...Abhijeet ko bhi call kar ke bulane hi wala hu wahan...

Vikram (in a stammering tone): nahi Daya...Abhijeet...wo...ussne...

While saying this itself the receiver slipped from Vikram's hand and he slid down on the floor with a thud...

On Daya's side....

Daya became utterly confused hearing Vikram's words...

But the confusion was over powered by the abrupt silence from the other side...

Daya (in tension): Vikram...tum...sunn rahe ho...Vikram...

Getting only the silence from other side Daya became hell tensed...

Daya (in restlessness): hey bhagwan...yeh jawab kyu nahi de raha hai...aur yeh Abhijeet ke baare mai kya bol raha tha...(after a pause)...Abhijeet ko phone kar tha hu...

Saying this Daya dialled Abhijeet's number immediately but a electrical voice echoed as an out of network coverage area...

Daya frowned in worry and tension...

He tried again but again the same response..

Daya (in worry): yeh Abhijeet...ka phone kyu nahi lag raha hai...(in fear)...kahi kuch...nahi...nahi...yeh mai kya soch raha hu...shayad barish ke waja se signal nahi mil raha hoga..(after a pause)...Sachin ko call kar tha hu...

Saying this he dialled Sachin's number and fortunately the call got connected...

After sometime....

Daya somehow reached the farm house after struggling a lot with the rain and thunder storm...

At the same time the whole CID team along with ACP reached the farm house struggling with the rain...

Daya moved towards the entrance in a hurry while drenching in the rain followed by the whole team...

Daya knocked on the door but the door which was already open got wide open with the knock...

Daya frowned a bit and looked at ACP who looked at him with the same expression...

They all became alert and took their gun out...

They entered the house cautiously...

The whole house was dipped in the darkness...

There was no power supply...

They couldn't see anything properly...

All took the torch light and with the help of the torch they all started to move forward...

Suddenly Daya's eyes fell on the figure lying flat on the floor near the centre table...

He became tensed in seconds recognising the person as Vikram and moved towards him with...

Daya (in a loud tone): Vikram...

At the same time the power supply came back and the lights got on...

Daya who was rushing towards Vikram became shocked seeing his condition...

He was lying on the cold floor completely dipped in his own pool of blood...

ACP and others became shocked seeing Vikram's condition and the scenario of the place unfold in front of their eyes...

The whole place was in total mess...

The things and blood stains were scattered here and there all over the place...

Daya who became hell tensed seeing Vikram's condition didn't notice the surrounding...

He kneeled beside Vikram and started to pat his cheeks with...

Daya (in tension): Vikram...yaar...aanke kholo...Vikram...kya hua tume...Vikram...

Getting no response from Vikram's side Daya became so restless...

The fear gripped his heart within no time...

He with trembling hands checked the pulse in his neck...

A cold ray of shock passed through Daya's body as he couldn't feel any pulse...

Daya in restlessness placed his ear on his chest...

No...No sound...Vikram's heart was not working...Which means he was dead...

Daya's breath stopped for a second realizing the fact...

But he couldn't believe the fact...

He didn't want the fact to be true...

He started to jerk Vikram badly with...

Daya (in tension): Vikram...utho...please...tum...tum...mujhe..chod ke nahi jaa sakthe...utho...Vikram...

Getting no response from Vikram's side Daya was forced to accept the fact that Vikram has left him and the world already...

Realizing the bitter truth Daya couldn't hold more...

He started to cry bitterly hugging Vikram's...that is his friend's life-less body...

Yes...friend...Vikram was Daya's close friend from childhood days...

He grew along with Daya in the same orphanage where he spent his whole childhood...

They shared a good bonding and were friends...brothers for a long time...

In co-incidence Vikram was a close friend to Abhijeet too during the college days...

Even though they lost touch after Abhijeet's memory loss...they met again through Daya who made Vikram to meet Abhijeet after coming to know about their friendship...

Abhijeet hesitated to be a friend of Vikram at first...

But because of his kind nature and goodness...Abhijeet developed a good friendship with him unknowingly with the passing days...

Soon Vikram has become an important part of Abhijeet's life too as Daya's life...

Daya was crying inconsolably hugging Vikram's body...

The team exchanged a glance in shock and worry...

They understood from Daya's condition that they were late...

The whole team felt a great pang seeing Daya crying like this...

ACP signed painfully and turned towards the team members with...

ACP (in a serious tone): aas paas dekho...shayad khooni yehi kahi hoga...

The team members nodded and moved in different directions in search of the culprit...

ACP moved towards Daya in worry...

He kneeled beside Daya who was totally grief stricken and kept his hand over his shoulder with...

ACP (in soft tone): Daya...

Daya jerked a bit and looked upward towards ACP with...

Daya (in broken tone): sir...Vikram...mere dost...mujhe chod ke chala gaya sir...mai...mai...usse baccha nahi paya...mai nahi baccha paya usse...nahi...

He couldn't complete his words as the tears started to choke his throat...

ACP's heart got torn into pieces seeing Daya's condition...

His eyes turned teary...

He hugged his son tightly and started to pat his back as if consoling his broken son...

After a few minutes of silence ACP initiated as...

ACP (in a managed tone): Daya...beta...please...samalo khud ko...

Daya separated himself from the hug with...

Daya (in broken tone): kaise samalu sir...kaise...mere dost...aise...mai usse nahi...baccha paya...

ACP pressed his shoulder with...

ACP (in firm tone): Daya...dekho...tume khud ko samal na hi hoga...agar tum aise tut jaoge tho Vikram ke gunehgar ko kaun dhoodhega...haan...kaun saza dilwayega unnko...haan...bolo...

Daya looked at his mentor for a second and then at the lifeless body of his friend...

Yes...his mentor was right...

He couldn't break down at this point...

He has to be strong...at least until he finds out the culprits...

Daya started to clear his eyes while controlling his overflowing emotions...

He stood up with...

Daya (in firm yet chewing tone): mai apne dost ke gunehgar ko nahi choduga sir...usske aise halat karuga...jo wo soch bhi nahi sakthe...

ACP patted his shoulder with...

ACP (in firm tone): that's my boy...chalo...kaam paye lag jao...

Daya nodded slightly and they both started to check Vikram's body...

ACP (in serious tone): 2 goli lagi hai...

Daya (in low tone): haan sir...sar par bhi war kiya gaya hai...

ACP (in serious tone): accha Daya...Vikram...ek...Scientist tha na...

Daya (in agreement): haan sir...wo scientist hi tha...wo Central research center mai kaam kar raha tha...as a senior scientist...

ACP (in a serious tone): hmmm...Vikram ko kissike saath koi dushmani wagera...

Daya (in a managed tone): sir...jitna mujhe maloom hai...aise koi nahi the...Vikram tho bahot acche insaan hai...wo uchi awaz mai baat nahi kar tha kissi se...tho usse koi kyu...

ACP patted his shoulder and nodded in understanding...

They continued to check Vikram's body...

Here...

Purvi was taking pictures of the crime scene...

Nikhil was collecting blood samples...

Sherya was collecting the finger prints from the door...

Pankaj and Freddy came inside the house with...

Freddy (in a serious tone): sir...ghar ke bahar...aur...garden mai...koi bhi nahi hai...

Pankaj (in agreement): haan sir...pura jaga dekh liya hai...koi nahi hai...lag tha hai bahot pehale hi bhaag gaye hai...

ACP (in a serious tone): hosaktha hai...par jyada dur nahi gaye hoge...Vikram ki tho abhi abhi maut huyi hai...(after a pause)...sadak ke uss taraf dekha...

Freddy (in a serious tone): sir...Rajat sir aur Sachin sir gaye hai dekh ne...

ACP nodded and moved towards Daya who was looking at Vikram's body keenly...

Suddenly the last words of his friend Vikram came to Daya's mind...

Then only his mind started to think about Abhijeet about whom he forgot to ask in all these tragedies and mess...

Yes...Abhijeet...who didn't come yet...

Daya turned towards ACP with...

Daya (in tension): sir...Abhijeet...Abhijeet kahan hai...

ACP jerked hearing that question...

Yes...he too totally forgot about Abhijeet in all these messes...

Seeing ACP's tensed face...

Daya (in tension): kya hua sir...aap pareshan...

ACP (in tension): Daya...wo...aate wakt usse call kiya tha..3-4 baar...par...usske phone nahi lag raha tha...aur phir yahan aaya aur...yeh sab dekhe...dimaag se nikal hi gaya...

Daya became restless in seconds hearing that...

He became so worried as Vikram's words were hammering his mind hard...

His heart started to feel that something was terribly wrong...

Freddy took out his phone with...

Freddy (in a stammering tone): sir...mai...mai...call kar ke dekh tha hu...

Saying this Freddy dialed Abhijeet's number...

But again the same response...

Freddy (in tension): sir...abhi bhi not reachable hi aaraha hai...

Daya and ACP looked at each other in worry and tension...

Suddenly Purvi exclaimed loudly as...

Purvi (in loud yet tensed tone): sir...yeh dekhiye...

Saying this she showed a phone dipped in blood...

Seeing the phone Daya's heart gripped with fear...

He looked at ACP in fear who was also looking at him with the same expression...

Daya (in fear): sir...yeh tho...yeh tho...Abhijeet ka phone hai...

Purvi (in worry): haan sir...sofa ke niche Mila tha...

Freddy (in a stammering tone): lekin sir...Abhijeet sir ke phone yahan kaise...wo bhi khoon se Sana hua...

Suddenly Rajat and Sachin rushed inside the house with...

Rajat (in tension): sir...sir...

ACP (in tension): kya hua Rajat...

Sachin (in tension): sir...wo...Abhijeet sir ke car...

Daya (in a stammering tone): Abhijeet ke car...

Rajat (in tension): haan sir...unnke car...yahan se thodi dur mai sadak ke uss taraf khada hai...

Sachin (in tension): lekin sir...Abhijeet sir nahi hai wahan...aas paas bhi dekh liya hai...kahi nahi mile...

ACP and Daya exchanged a glance in fear...

ACP (in tension): matlab...Abhijeet yehi aaya hai...lekin kahan hai wo...

Freddy (in fear): sir...kahi unnke saath kuch...

Daya (interrupted in stammering tone as): nahi...nahi...kuch nahi hua hoga...usse...usse...dhoodho...jaldi...

Everyone nodded and started to search for Abhijeet all over the house while shouting his name...

Daya was walking here and there in total anxiety and fear while looking for Abhijeet...

His heart was shaking in fear with every passing second...

Suddenly he noticed something...

Daya (in a stammering tone): yeh..kya...khoon ke trail...aur foot prints...

Yes...There was a trail of blood with some foot prints over it...

Both were coming or going to a specific direction...

He first looked at the direction in which the foot prints were going...

The foot prints over the blood trail ended with Vikram's body...

Daya frowned in agitation and then started to follow the blood trail in total restlessness...

After covering a few distances Daya recognized the place...

Daya (in stammering tone): yeh tho basement ke taraf jaa raha hai...

Yes...The trail entered the basement as expected...

Daya too entered the basement following the trail...

He went downstairs while turning on his phone torch as the basement was dipped in darkness...

Upon covering a few steps Daya noticed a pool of blood...

Daya's heart started to beat hard seeing that...

He tilt the phone upward with trembling hands to see from where the blood was coming...

Upon seeing the source of blood Daya's eyes widened in shock...

His breath stopped for a second while the phone slipped from his hand...

He became totally numb...

Only word escaped his mouth as...

Daya (in a stammering tone): Abhijeet...


Here the chapter ends...

Why did Daya become shocked? What happened to Abhijeet? Is he fine? Or anything happened to him? Who murdered Vikram? What did Vikram try to say about Abhijeet? Why and When Abhijeet reached Vikram's farm house? How was Abhijeet connected to Vikram's murder?

Stay tuned to know the answers...

Next chapter will be after seeing your response...with that only I will decide whether to continue this story or not...so do review friends...


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