Once, in a place named Precinct, there was a person named Rahul. He had died a month ago. His son, Abhay, was worried about who could have killed his father.
Abhay had thought of the cook but then realized why the cook would do it and kill his source of income. Then he thought of his father’s friend but then felt why he would kill his friend. Last but not least was the maid. She had already been arrested once. He went to the maid's house.
He interrogated her so deeply that she broke down and confessed. She was booked for murder and sentenced to prison for 6 years.
Abhay had thought of the cook but then realized why the cook would do it and kill his source of income. Then he thought of his father’s friend but then felt why he would kill his friend. Last but not least was the maid. She had already been arrested once. He went to the maid's house.
He interrogated her so deeply that she broke down and confessed. She was booked for murder and sentenced to prison for 6 years.
Written by:
Shaurya Sinha
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