•Chen•
I go to the back door to make sure that the man doesn't run from the house.My eyes keep travelling through the heavy bushes and hedgerows. The pale nature unbalancing my tolerance of coldness.As soon as I go there I see him running! I scream,
"Wait! Don't run! "
He runs faster than me.When I run behind him I see suddenly he fell down to the earth and he starts groaning.I go near him and see him in a condition I had never expected. His mouth was pouring white glosses of froth and making the sight disgusting. He mutters in suppressed tone,
"Please take me to the hospital!"
"But why? What has happened to you?" I worrily glare at the soapiness that streamed from his mouth.
"Uh, I can see my daughter.....Please look after her! Uh.....What am I seeing! I can't bear this pain!"
I fully confused.I shout to call Mr.Fahad and Miss Rahman,
" Mr Fahad! Miss Rahman! Come over here! "
Soon,Mr.Fahad comes along with Miss Rahman.They both comes and they see the man.Mr.Fahad says,
"What the hell is happening! You did something to him?"
"No, I didn't! He was running and suddenly he fell down.". I facted.
"Oh my Allah! He's been poisoned!"
"It's the same poison! His face is turning red!"
" Take him to the hospital!"Miss Rahman shouts.
" No use.He's already dead!"
" Wait! That means the killer is here! In his house!"
" Chen,You take him to the Forensic lab and send some police with a car!"Miss Rahman says with a tensed face.
" No,Fatima! You will not come to the house! Your hand's injured! It may be dangerous!" Mr Fahad says.
" You can't order me! I will find that bloody killer today!"
" You.....! Why don't you listen?!"
" If you guys start arguing now,the killer will be gone",I say them reminding them of the killer.
"You are right! Fahad ,come with me!"
Miss Rahman again say with a hard tone.
"You!" Mr.Fahad grudges.
I take the dead body in the car we arrived and I am very nervous! Who knows what will happen to Them! They looked very brave but still the killer is dangerous far enough! I try to star thinking about something else because I can't drive the car because of my trembling hands of fear.
(Fahad's POV)
This girl! This girl is never going to listen me ever! EVER! why she had to come when her hand's almost broken!
And she calls me stupid! She is a big stupid!
But I have to now protect her from that killer.I go first so that she can be behind me.
"Don't do any foolish thing, Fathima!"
I whisper in her ears.
"You better tell yourself that," she says as though I am 6 years old school boy who is going to cross the road...
"I am serious!" I again whisper a little bit loud.
"Ok,ok, seems you care me more than yourself."
Yes, it's true but I feel shy and I say,
"No, I am just ensuring my partner's safety so that I am not been scolded by Mr.GATESON!"
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What's The Detective's Name?✓ (Editing)
Mystery / Thriller◦•●◉✿ Bismillahi Rahmanir Rahim ✿◉●•◦ [ 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐦 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 ] ✓ Fathima Rahman,a young girl with a beautiful personality,yet a spark of arrogance and self-esteem cherishes her life among the enormous Mysterious cases. For he...
