The Mysterious Murder In The Alley (CASE #001)

I still remember the day I was given this book by my dad. The classic and the most inspiring book about the most amazing person I ever think of. SHERLOCK!

That was the day I said to myself, I am going to be the detective just like him and I had been preparing myself ever since that day waiting for this day to come. That day it was the 11th day of February 2019 and also the day when I got my first case ever.

I knew deep inside that the time had arrived to kick the bottleneck of my monotonous life and step into the adventures. This was going to be my first adventure ever. Reading Sherlock was a very good experience and I was already thinking that deducing a crime was the most fun and easiest thing for me but who knew it was neither fun nor easy but dangerous and mind boggling. This was the case I shall remember my entire life and till my last breath. Not only because this was my first case but also because it was a strange one too, this was the case about mysterious murder in the alley.

Detective's work is never easy and the main reason for that is we don't always have a job in real life. Mysterious murders don't happen everyday, isn't it? Still, suddenly it started happening and it was really brutal but interesting how the murders were committed. It all happened like this.

On a windy night, a man in a black coat and a hat, formally dressed was walking in an alley 76, smoking. When he was just around in the middle of opening he stumbled upon something like a ball. He didn't know what it was so he used the flashlight to check it out. Just when his eyes fell on the black ball across the fog he froze and this strongly calm person ran in the opposite direction screaming. ITS MURDER, SOMEONE HAS BEEN MURDERED HERE. The next thing I knew I had already reached the crime scene. My father is a cop and he has always known what I want to be so he let me accompany him to his work sometimes. So, of course it was not my first time seeing a dead body but that's the catch, it wasn't body at all. It was just a head and a pool of blood. I went there to inspect but was stopped by the cops.

"This is no place for a high school teen for social fame, go away, the barricades are there for some reason."

Just then my father nodded at him as he let me go.

"Father as the main inspector of some cases has its own benefits"

I smiled at the cop and calmly moved towards the head. After a few seconds I stood up and moved towards the pool of blood. It's not possible for so much blood to flow out of just the head, though the blood had almost dried and there were no signs of dragging. I was looking at the surrounding area just then I saw a camera of the house facing this way l moved inside the residence and rang the bell.

A tall man with slender fingers but a good bossy shape opened the door. I looked him head to toe once and asked, may I come in? He asked as he obviously knew about the head beside his home. I said I am Dakota Javier, a detective. Just as he heard my last word he froze.

"Oh! Come in, come in", he stammered and laughed awkwardly but soon gained his composure. I stepped in and asked him "surgeon?". He was a bit shocked and replied," I am a surgeon but how do I know you?".

"The way you calm yourself is admirable and I could think of only three professions, a surgeon, a lawyer and a professional fighter. Though your body is in good shape it is not fit to be a fighter and your house has a little smell of books, it means that you have too many of them. So, I rounded up to a doctor and a lawyer. Then I looked at ur hands they are way calm and ur finger there is a mark of handling with blades and thread the kind of like a surgeon has so I asked u about that", I said.

He was looking at me as if I had already known him for many days. Then he took me to the hall and asked how he could be of my help. Just then the doorbell rang. He apologized and went to open the door. After he left I started observing the home, everything was in order except for a round dent on the wall near the door of another room, one more dent on the floor, a burnt mark on the table, and the melted table cloth. I was waiting for him when a few cops came with the surgeon. They asked Mr. Geoffrey if they can search the house and had a warrant of that. They began searching through his house for anything suspicious. After a few hours, they were done and left the house. I asked Mr. Geoffrey if I can check the footage for a bit. I watched it for sometime but it showed nothing. Just a few people and vehicles passed by then a coated man came and stumbled. He switched on the flashlight and screamed and ran away

"I want a copy of this tape", i asked. He agreed. Then after talking to him for a while I left. I went to my home and played the tape two more times and went to sleep. There was something fishy about the tape and I knew what it was. The other day the same thing happened. Yet another murder on a different alley. Near the house of a surgeon. In almost the same case, only the head was found in a place where a came facing faced from the surgeon's house.

I took the footage from there too and after I came home I rounded all the houses of surgeons city. I guessed what was happening but did not share it with anyone as I had not yet concluded. Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence and thrice is a pattern after all. The other day the head was found again but this time it was found near the house of a professor. We knew without a doubt that we were dealing with a serial killer and I wanted to find out if there was anything common in those three cases.

It was the 1st case I got and I wasn't able to crack anything out of it. I couldn't find any relations between the professors and the bodies. Although all the tapes had something in common, it was a worthless clue until now and I knew that I was stuck even before starting.

Then one day the medical reports of the victims came. They all had negative blood groups, the rarest of them all 'AB negative.

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