As Professor Abir came into the scene, Wahid was stunned to see his anger.  His mood was such that the storm came in.

“What is going on here, Wahid?” asked Abir.

“Sir, serial killers are increasing. No one surely knows what’s going on. This case is going twisted, sir. Let me explain…” said Wahid describing the whole incident.

“This is not only you who was investigating the case but someone else is doing it. Both of you are close to it” said Abir.

“So, who can help us?” asked Wahid.

“My secretary, Ramzan” said Abir.

“That idiot who throw a bucket of water! But he can’t help us. He’s a miser” said Wahid.

“He’s not but his personal problems created his misery” said Abir.

“Ok then” said Wahid.

After that, Abir, Wahid and Ismael went to Ramzan’s house. It was quite simple as a house of a middle class family. A living room in the front and three rooms in three corners and a plant in front of the doorstep.  Promila-Ramzan’s wife offered them tea, Wahid took it. The tea was quite fantastic.

“Fantastic, sir” said Wahid.

“Promila makes great spicy tea. I know you’ll like it, son” said Abir.

Abir described Ramzan the whole incident.

“Brother Abir, what should we do?” asked Ramzan.

“We have a plan” said Abir.

Abir described the plan but it was secret that we never know what would be going on. Therefore, at night Abir announced that they would make an event on a social cause. Everyone was asking the question. He answered that there would be a cause about Saving Environment.  Everyone clapped.

At night, Abir arranged the whole event in front of the crashed plane. The banners were green at the top but white in the bottom. The audience chairs were four rowed. Some idiots were taking self-pictures from their smart phones. 

Karim said “Stop taking selfies! Please ladies and gentleman!”

Wahid saw a beautiful girl. He said “Hello booby chick! May we take selfies?”

“Ah, if you don’t mind taking selfies with my husband?” asked the lady with sarcasm by clearing her throat.

A hulky athletic man slapped Wahid. As he had no hesitation upon it, he smiled like a cartoon and went away.  After all these, Abir was giving out a speech but suddenly, the lights became dark. All of the people heard growl and moaning sounds. Half of the guest except Abir and Wahid who wore the oxygen masks ran due to its heavy gas.  While Wahid saw the flock of zombies who were sleepwalking. They had sharp tooth and much more updated than what the couple saw. Wahid smiled and waved his hands by saying “hello, gentlemen”.

He saw Mr. Shah who stood among the gas. He was not looking scared but he was trying to act scared that made Wahid suspicious and Mr. Shah ran away. Wahid’s mind got complicated as if it was getting bigger than ever happened to be. The zombies vanished. Wahid looked back at Abir who said “Wahid, son, don’t panic. Let’s go to the office”.

It was midnight, both went to the office. Abir watched Wahid thinking.

“What’s wrong, son?” asked Abir.

“I saw most of the guests ran out of fear but as Mr. Shah was among them, he wasn’t looking scared but he’s pretending to be scared. Why’s that?” said Wahid.

“Do you know son, never judge people on their extremely sweet talks because something extreme may makes things really bad. When I was in my youth I had the same problem. That’s why I faked death by not trusting anyone except few people while knowing my own past. I was almost losing respect to the people I loved but hope fulfilled the ambition” said Abir.

“It’s that so?…” said Wahid.

“No… Don’t take it in a negative sense, it’s sacrifice that I meant” said Abir.

Wahid smiled and energized his confidence to solve the case.

Abir said “That’s the spirit, son! It’s been seven years since my son, Masud finished his high school and my daughter, Abira finished her A Levels. They all grew up. My son’s doing his graduation and my daughter is a teacher of high school, you know my daughter well”.

Wahid said “Abira, what a beautiful woman she is. I can’t call her that in front of her father”

Abir asked “What?”

Wahid said “Sexy or something”

Abir said “I know, she’s more like her mother but her parent's intelligence created her something she’s today. Job is always a pride. Whatever you are, you know how to respect. Other than that, you are smart enough to understand a woman. They are complex beings but few are not, if you mention ‘mother or a sister or may be a wife’ ”.

Wahid said “True, sir. Your brother is quite helpful”

Abir gasped “It’s okay. Just don’t push yourself, do it relaxingly”.

Wahid said “I now know what I should do”

Abir and Wahid declared the case would be retaken rigorously.