Detective Strange

What's all the fuss about? Part 1

The chief of Police Mr. Qamar Rehman is in his office with lights off, and just the curtains of that huge window were opened for the sunlight to lighten the room, standing in front of the huge window of his office with his hands holded backwards, watching the beautiful scenes of the city, and thinking about that missing person. He was thinking about it that all of a sudden his mind diverted towards the door of his office which opened with a clicking sound of the lock.

A man with a camel coloured overcoat and a top hat of the same colour came into his office, his chin was broad and his eyes were overshadowed due to his hat, he took his overcoat and hanged it on the lock of the door, and walked towards the desk with his head slightly downward as he reached the desk and sat on the chair, he took off his hat and lifted his head up, the sunlight shone his face which now is very much visible.

The man is a private investigation agent who works independently, his name is Zaryab Siddique, he came on a call from the chief, Zaryab asks the chief with a chuckle "So, how do you remember me? I thought you still had grudges over detectives after your scripted interview scandal became viral on social media."

The chief turn around and replies while standing in a grumpy yet silent manner
"I still remember that, some damn situation made us meet again."

"Come to point don't make it a conversation you silly chief." Zaryab answered with a straight forward statement.

"Well one of our cities most prominent businessman Mr. Qasim Fareed is missing, and in my observation a private detective knows how to deal with these kind of situations."

Qamar sat on his chair while explaining the situation. "So, you want me to investigate about this case? Well there are more people missing, Why didn't you asked to find them? Are you getting something from Mr. Qasim's relatives? Your police station hasn't filed complaints of the middle class people, Do you know that?" Zaryab replied and took a pen from the pen holder, and a small booklet from his trouser's pocket, he began to write something in his booklet. "Arhmm, No, I ain't getting nothing from them, and there was no complaint otherthan this, may be other police stations are responsible for this..." before he could further say something Zaryab tore a piece of paper and gave it to him and told Qamar to read it after he goes out "So, when are you going to investigate?" Qamar asked again "Right now right here my case starts, but I'm surprised, its unfortunate that this is the city head police station and people will normally come here if they won't get a response from the lower stations, but nevermind I'll help to their cause as well." Zaryab closes his booklet and calls it a day. Qamar yells at him "Wait! From where you'll start your investigation."

To which Zaryab replied "From the park, Every crime starts from the park." Qamar couldn't believe what Zaryab just said to him, he looked a bit anxious and ashtonished at the same time, he thought to himself "What a rubbish detective I've hired." Zaryab looks at Qamar and finds him amusing "I know what you're thinking, but I can't stay and astonish you more, I have work to do."

Zaryab wears his hat back and goes on to take his overcoat on his way to exit. Meanwhile, Qamar takes a sigh of relief and talks to himself while opening the paper which zaryab gave it to him "These detectives are really crazy, half of my mind just got into mind freeze." Qamar opens the paper and finds it annoying as it had nothing written in it. Qamar in anger says

"Darn it, What does he think? Why is he so juvenile minded?"