Kaavi: Correct. I mentioned that although the white side is the prime suspect, they are not necessarily guilty. Also, the mother recounted the sentence he told her seven days ago, but there's a catch: the sentence she repeated was meant for herself. She said, "He told me, 'I have nothing left to do in my life.'" The boy's biggest intention was to end her life.
Teer: Yes! I suspected that too. But if the prime suspects aren't necessarily guilty, they aren't necessarily innocent either. They must have realized the boy was twisted enough to want to kill his mother. So these three — especially the White King (her husband) and the White Queen (her daughter) — might have moved their Pawn, the uncle, onto the murder scene.
He could've used gloves made of metal or some smooth material that leaves almost no trace. And his brother being "black bishop" means he was already on his side, helping him while saving mother. The brother must have built trust with the boy and made him write that note for his mother — so that if she died, it would give off a suicide vibe.
Kaavi: Exactly. Everything fits perfectly now. The final execution only needed timing, awareness of the surroundings, and a clean method of killing.
So after analyzing all sides, the final executor is the White Pawn — the uncle.
And I am ninety percent sure of it.
Teer: It was easy though!
Kaavi: I know. Since I got bored defeating you so many times, I created an easy one.
Teer:So many times? I've only lost 20% of your puzzles.
Kaavi: But I solved all the puzzles you created.
Teer(giggles): Hmm! Well, well… you truly are amazing at mind games. Your puzzle-solving and deduction skills are exceptional.
But you still need to work on your assumption skills, manipulative skills, sociology, and human psychology if you want to become a great investigator. One day, you will join CID… but for now, study hard.
Kaavi: Of course!
Teer walked downstairs. For a brief second, life felt… strangely unworthy.
Teer (thinking):Huh… why am I feeling bored?
I should go on a walk.
He grabbed his wallet and stepped outside, letting out a faint sigh as he began walking into the quiet afternoon.
A few minutes after Teer left for his walk, Annu, Kaavi, Kamya, and Sukhi gathered together for lunch.
Kaavi and Annu—both sisters in spirit, if not in age—sat beside each other. As soon as Kamya placed the dishes, Annu leaned closer, cupped her hands, and whispered into Kaavi's ear.
Annu: Hey sis, what should we play in the evening?
Kaavi: Uh… let's play chess together.
Annu(pouts, cheeks puffed like a tiny balloon): Ohh! I don't want to play those boring games. My brain is too weak…
Kaavi: Okay then… once sis Katya comes home, we'll decide together.
Annu: Okay! I'm so excited for Aunt Katya to return. She said she'll tell me some truth.
Kaavi paused mid-bite.
Kaavi: Truth? About what?
Annu: I can't tell you. It's a secret!
She made a playful "hmmph!" and swung her legs under the chair, clearly enjoying the suspense she had created. Kaavi raised an eyebrow, but smiled. Annu's excitement was too pure to question—yet the word truth kept echoing in her mind.
While the doorbell rang…
Doorbell:Ring Ring
Sukhi: Yes, coming!
Sukhi placed the rice pot on the dining table and went to open the door.
It was Katya—she had returned home earlier than usual… and she looked utterly exhausted.
Katya: I'm back.
Sukhi: Oh! Katya, you look so tired. Just give me your bag, I'll keep it in the right place.
Katya: Thank you, Bhabhi (translation: Sister-in-law)! How sweet of you.
Annu dashed toward the door the moment she heard Katya's voice. Her slippers practically flew off her feet. She was too excited to wait even a second.
Annu (smiling brightly): Welcome back, Aunt Katya! I missed you so much today!
Katya: I missed you too!
Katya took a quick shower while Annu waited in her room…
After finishing lunch, Katya and Kaavi together walked toward Annu's room.
Annu: Sis, we can decide the game later. Can you give me and Aunt Katya some private time for a minute?
Kaavi became silent, worry glimmering faintly in her eyes… and noticing that silence, Annu gently spoke:
Annu: It's alright! You can stay if Aunt Katya allows it. Then it will be a secret for all three of us—one that the other news viewers don't know.
Katya (thinking): Secret? What secret is she talking about?
Seeing the sincerity and softness in Annu's words, Kaavi felt she should quietly step out.
Katya: It's okay, Kaavi. If you want to stay, I don't think I have anything to hide from you.
Kaavi: No, it's okay sis! I think I should come later. She was so eager to know the truth from you, right? Let her enjoy the curiosity the way she wants.
Kaavi slipped out, gently pulling the door halfway closed.
Katya: Alright, Annu. What is it that you want to know from me?
Annu: Why did she kill her own husband?
Katya's expression stiffened immediately.
Katya (thinking): What? She watched today's broadcast? Oh… now I understand. Dad told her there's some 'secret truth' only I know, to protect this pure, ego-less, gentle child from unnecessary negativity. Clever move… but now what am I supposed to say?
While Katya froze in thought, Annu waved her hand rapidly in front of Katya's face. The sudden motion snapped Katya out of her daze with a blink.
Annu (laughing): You reacted just like a cartoon character waking up after deep thinking! By the way, what were you thinking?
Katya: I was trying to remember the truth, but I forgot it for a moment. These days I'm working part-time at the news channel even on Sundays while managing college throughout the week. It's exhausting… it causes brief memory slips.
Annu: It's completely understandable for an 18-year-old girl to be exhausted after speaking so professionally in front of millions of people on camera.
Katya: Yeah! You understand me, Annu. That's why I like you so much.
Annu suddenly got an idea. She gently pulled Katya toward the bed and gestured for her to lie down.
Annu: Just lie down. I'll give you a full body massage while you tell me the truth.
Katya: It's okay, Annu. Don't worry.
Annu:You don't worry. I love helping people relax.
Katya laid down on the bed, stretching her arms and legs comfortably apart…
Katya: You know, Annu… nowadays people like short stories that carry a flavour of unexpectedness.
Annu: Unexpectedness?
Katya: Yes, like… what did you feel when you first heard about it?
Annu: I just went totally blank. I couldn't understand how the woman felt toward her husband… or how her hand even allowed her to kill him. It was impossible for me to imagine someone harming their own family.
Katya: Exactly—that's the point. We have a scriptwriter who is blessed with the talent of knowing what people consider impossible. He creates fake stories, so the news channel gets more viewers… and more money.
Annu: But it's rude to tell fake things… you know how scared I felt at that moment.
Katya: That's why we add a small written disclaimer at the top of the broadcast saying the story isn't real.
Annu: Ooh! But I didn't see that!
Katya: Maybe because the news grabbed all your attention. That's obvious!
Annu: Yeah… maybe you're right. But you know what, Grandpa told me only you would tell me the truth, yet everyone else except me already knew it. That's cheating!
Katya: Oh dear Annu, come on! You know your grandpa—he likes to make everything feel extra special for his princess.
Annu (pouting, cheeks puffing): But I don't like that… hm!
Just then, the sound of the front door closing echoed through the house. Teer had returned from his walk.
Katya: Looks like Dad is back! Let's go downstairs.
They hurried down. Kamya reached Teer first.
Teer: I'm home!
Kamya: Oh dear! You're drenched in sweat! What's the need to walk even on Sundays in this summer heat, at your age?
Teer: It's alright, love. I need to stay fit till sixty if I want to work efficiently as a detective. Anyway, did Rava return?
From the kitchen, Sukhi responded:
Sukhi: He called me. He said he has to attend a customer's wedding tonight, so he'll be late.
Teer: Alright.
Katya and Annu walked up to Teer. Annu was still upset and ready to complain—until Teer handed her a chocolate bar.
And instantly, she forgot everything.
Katya (thinking): Hmm… how can someone be this easy?
From behind, Kaavi crept up to Katya with a mischievous shadow on her face and blew air into Katya's ear. Katya jerked back in fear.
Kaavi: You reacted exactly like a cartoon character.
Katya: Again!
Nearby, Kamya spoke to Teer.
Kamya: You must be hungry. Do you want something to eat?
Teer: No, it's fine. I'll have dinner directly. I'm going to prepare for tomorrow's office work.
Kamya: Why don't you stop working? Your son and daughter earn so well—you don't need to worry about the family income.
Teer: In thirty years, I've earned so much name and so many awards as a detective. I worked from passion, not just for money. If I stop now… I'll be no one. My life was sacrificed for this path. Don't worry—I give my family enough time. But stopping forever? I can't.
After saying this, he entered his personal cabin.
He switched on his desktop and began browsing through the dark web.
Teer (thinking): Huh! At first, I thought after retiring from Katil, I'd find something interesting here, but it's all trash. I hate addictions—and drugs are useless against my emptiness. I need something… different. Something crazy.
While scrolling, Teer's eyes froze on one site:
The Best Store on the Dark Web.
It had a massive number of visits.
He clicked it.
It wasn't like the usual drug–medicine marketplaces.
Some accounts were selling items made from human skin, others selling weapons, others selling organs…
But then—something unusual appeared.
One account was selling a power.
Teer: Huh? Holy Dictator?
Site:
[Holy Dictator]
Only one left in stock.
Command anyone to die as per your wish.
Conditions to Use the Power:
The victim must say the words "Holy Dictator" before seeing the user's face.
After seeing the user's face, an invisible link will be created between them.
Then the user can command the victim from anywhere, at any time, simply by recognising the victim's face or their approximate present location.
The victim will die by suicide exactly as commanded.
Enrollment: Free
[Chapter 2: Holy Dictator — Ends]
[Chapter 3: Picnic…] will come soon