A guy with a black dress covering his face with a black hand kerchief, came in surprisingly from no where. It was right in the center of the Guchhibowli road that leads to hi-tech city. Just before one can realize what would happen he hit a walking old man nearly 50-55 years of age with a rod that he was carrying in his hand. It was dark and around 10 PM in the night. Still the horns of the software employees bikes are heard near by. But since it was a Saturday night, there wasn't much ado about the incident. I was riding my way back home when I heard the old man shout it out loud. I just returned to the spot and when I was about to catch him, the man in black has already ran many paces and left the place in a flash.
All the cases I have investigated so far have been regarding organized crime, money laundering, serial killing etc. But this one is different, different in the way the crime took place. There wasn't much to talk about the case. I couldn't prepare a case study file for this one as no one cared for the old man after a weeks time. I don't think he is a public celebrity as I have given a public advertisement in the newspaper about this man but no reply was heard of, Since he was in my custody I hope that the guy who hit him never returned to kill him.
So what was he, who was he, why he was targeted nothing absolutely nothing to deal with. The weak links that were left behind by the man who hit him were
- He used a high end Yamaha R15 bike for the crime was evident, as I happened to be at the crime scene myself.
- I had the number for the vehicle he used, from the CC TV footage of the Guchhibowli area.
So, with all my influence I asked the Road Transport department to get me to the owner of the vehicle. But to my surprise the number plate was faked, It was not original and there was no registration to the bike. Then I got an idea that I could check the total day activity of the bike holder with the same number plate if I could get the CCTV footage of the bike from all the CCTV recorders in the city. I did it, but once again I was lost, I got to see some other person on the bike to handover the bike to the masked guy who hit the old man. Then I got the inquiry for the man who handed the bike to the masked guy. He too was fake he has no ID registered with Indian government what so ever.
Then how do I get to him. The task still gloomy is making me test my ability. But am I getting too involved in a case that was not for me to solve. I could have let the old man recover from the wound and let him speak his mind out. But since I was with the intelligence department, I wanted to know the details as fast as I could before the old man comes to normal life. But then, I still am working for the case, I took pride in the fact that I could pin-point the location of the man who was with the masked guy with in a weeks time.
How did I get to him ?
This is how it happened, I took the recordings of the CCTV from all the days after the crime has been committed everyday from the traffic department. I was on the look-out for the same man in all those footage and could check that he happened to be a resident of the area near Ameerpet, I went to the area with the image of the guy in my hand and inquired his identity. I got to know that the person stays in a working men hostel near the area. I went to the hostel and asked for him. Luckily he was in the room and I went to talk to him. Now I was sitting before him in his room. I said to myself
Hey, I am now going to deal with a proper written case document. I will get the required clues from that person.
We sat there on the only comfortable couch that the hostel has, He is the only person getting such treatment i in the hostel as he paid very high price for getting those things. I was offered a cup of coffee, which I accepted with little doubt. While was about to start my questionnaire, a man entered the room, his room mate I thought, was a little old about 35 years of age.
I started the inquiry in formal way
well I said " I am Ravindra, from the Intelligence department, please introduce yourself"He started to sweat as he heard me to say that I am a cop. After a little pause he restarted
" I am Teja. I work for a software firm in Hi-tech city. "
Me : Do you own a Yamaha R15.
Teja : Yes, but why do you ask.
Me : Is it with you now.
Teja : I sold it to one of my friends.
Me : Do you have the papers for the bike.
Teja : No, I handed it to a second owner.
Me : when did you do that.
Teja : Around 5 days back.
Me : Who is its owner now.
Teja : I don't know.
Me : You said he is your friend. How do say you don't know the owner.
Teja : Because that was the first time I met him. He was a complete unknown to me till then.
Me : Then how he happens to be your friend.
A bit bewildered for my questioning he started sweating profusely. I was silent for a large amount of time. Then I spoke to him again, See this is not going to harm you in anyway. I have a much bigger case to deal with just explain the things as is. I wanted to know the answers for some straight questions to you. I couldn't find your face in the state or the central government ID's . I could have the number of your Yamaha R15 bike . How did that happen so that the number is not registered with the RTO.
The man who entered a while back came back to the couch on which we were sitting. started to talk to me.
" Hai, I am Vivek, I am Teja's brother. I work for a software firm too. "
Vivek : He doesn't know a bit about the Yamaha R15 and its number plate.
Me : Do you have some information about it?Yes, he replied and started to carryon with the rest of the story.
Teja met with a brutal accident 8 days back on the outer ring road during a race using his R15. he was drunk at that moment, at around 4 AM in the morning I was carrying half shaved face to the hospital where I asked the staff to treat him. But they immediately called the police about the incident and were booking a case with the police. A senior surgeon came by and looked at his face.
The doctor checked his pulse, He was still alive,then started replying me. we can still save the guy but his face cannot be recovered. He took Teja to the operation theater where he started treatment. After some time a closely knit half plastic faced and half his own face Teja appeared before me. The doctor said since he cannot expose Teja's facial tissues he knit them with plastic. he left space for the eye but since the eye was totally damaged, he removed it and left the space vacant. I called our parents, they came by to the hospital, started crying like hell and asked me how it all happened. While I was explaining the situation, a person from my behind patted my back and turned around to see who it was.
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