I already suspected that the murder was not done by any beast. The murder was done by a human being. But you say that you did the murder?
- What do you mean?
- I wanted to say that it might be that he killed his step sister for the greed of property.
- Look yes I agree Surbhi is my step sister but we have a better relationship than our siblings. We never had a fight.
- Hm, I understand. But why you still did not go back to Dhaka with the brothers?
- I will not return to Dhaka until I catch my sister's killer.
- Well. Said I'd send people for your security while you're here.
- He won't need it Mr. OC. I can provide my own security.
- Hmm I understand when you don't take people then do one thing, keep this pistol (holding a pistol forward) with you all the time.
-You are a pistol a...ma..
- No problem. I have the power to give it to you. But give it to me when the job is done.
- Well, can I come today?
- Yes, of course. But be careful.
- Well, okay
Saying this, Rafi Sahib returned to the bungalow. He came home and saw the pistol moving. A loaded pistol. Seeing three bullets in the pistol, his anger erupted. If he had found the killer of his sister, he would have killed him with these bullets in the same manner as he had killed his sister.

