Chapter: 6: The Other Side Of The Story

"so, How's it going? Ms. Aliva"

Jacob asked the victim's wife. Jacob took her to the negotiation room. The room was not that big. A table and two chairs are placed in the middle of the room. A tube light was hanging on the roof. To simplify things it is a common negotiation room as we see in the movies. The woman replied Jacob normally,

"I'm okay, You asked me to come so I thought it might be something about my husband's case. If there's anything you found please tell me."

"No, I haven't found anything notable. I just wanted to ask you some questions regarding this case."

"Yeah, sure. Ask me anything."

Jacob had taken the report file that he showed to Mr. Beak. He didn't open it until now.

There's a lot of cut prints and number records.

All of those things he took only one thing the CCTV footage photo.

"As you can see, This the CCTV footage of Johan Mart. You said at the of the murder you were in the Mart between. But there's no sign of you. Why were you exactly from 11.30 am to 11.45 am?"

Jacob said with a passionate voice.

"You're wrong. I did go there. Oh right! My daughter asked me to buy her ice cream that's why I left the mart and went to a nearby ice cream truck. If you don't believe me ask my daughter. Please find the real culprit as soon as possible."

Then Jacob asked her daughter about the matter.

"Where exactly was your mom doing at around 11.00 am ?"

"We went to the mart, bought some cooking stuff then I requested mom to buy me some ice cream. That's it then we returned home."

Jacob was totally puzzled. He didn't have any other clues about this case. The forensic result showed nothing about the killer.

"A perfect crime I suppose. Is it really possible to murder a person in his 15 minutes?" Jacob thought to himself.

Every time he couldn't figure out what to do next he just went to the Psycho Store. It became his daily routine.

The road to the store is as creepy as always. He entered the store. The creaking of the wooden door made the environment more spooky. Two wooden planks were hanged on by the screws. It was probably because he broke it. [Note: The visual representation of the door can be found on my Facebook page named Slave Of Reality]

The store gave him a familiar feeling each time he came here. He saw Abi doing his daily work arranging the books perfectly. When he saw Jacob coming he asked him mockingly.

"So, Haven't solved the case yet? Mr. so-called detective."

Jacob sat down on the chair in front of the cashier's table.

"I knew you will be sneering at me. Don't you worry I won't be angry with you."

Abi didn't give any feedback. He kept doing his work.

"The case was going in the direction of success but something is missing. How many times I try I just can't get to there."

"I see, The problem is in your perspective. You just have to change it," said Abi confidently.

"Are you saying that I'm not competent to solve the Case? I think the case itself is the issue here."

"I gave you a book yesterday right? have you read it all the way to the last page."

"Y-yes, Of cause I read it."

Actually, Jacob fell asleep after reading the book for fifteen minutes.

"Spiders have no emotion on their own. They have no expression. Nothing. They are just like that. For a common human being, it's quite impossible to find them. But they were once human. Some Spiders have a little emotion on the corner of their heart."

The work Abi was doing has been finished. therefore he sat down to his mighty chair. He lifted the leg over the feet.

"They suppress humans. They're not something you can catch in a minute."

"Yeah....yeah...I know that." Jacob said as he was bored with his lectures.

"If you can't figure out now then you just have to flip the story. Think of the opposite part.

Generally, people say one side of a story. They didn't get to know about the other side.

For example, you heard about the story of the golden goose?"

Jacob replied to his question.

"Yeah, It's a goose who laid the golden egg, and then he was slaughtered by some black shoes (Psychopath) I suppose."

"Hmmm, you a-are half right expect the spider( Psychopath) part. Whatever, The thing is we just know about the story of the greedy farmer. But we don't know the other half of the story. Why he was greedy?"

"Probably puberty?"

"Correct! you have to know the other side of the story in order to justify the things otherwise you have no right to legalize the others."

Jacob pounded for a while.

"You do have a point."

"That's what I disgust the police." *Whispered*

"Hey! heyyyy!"

Jacob shouted as he roise his voice.

"Are you indirectly insulting me? you know I am also related to the police."

Abi didn't answer him as he thought it wasn't needed. The answer will just make an unreasonable argument with a fool like Jacob.

Without hearing any answer Jacob blast out of fury.

"If you have any problem with the police or detectives, tell me on my face don't just hide it."

Abi smoothly changed the topic.

"It's getting late you should leave now and remember to see the other part of the story. You never know what had happened on the other side."

Jacob left the place in an irritating mood.

When he was leaving Abi had a grin on his face.

The thing he understood today that Abi had a problem with polices. The reason was yet to be known. Walking the alley was as creepy as Abi himself. No people, Not a single flesh could be found. unexpectedly music heard.

~Pick me~ ~Pick me~ ~Pick me up~

"Oh! Man, I seriously got a heart attack. The producers should make a horror movie in here. It might even get an Oscar. Jacob said as he pulled his phone out of his right pocket.

A name was written upper the number.

>Useless Sh*t<

He picked up the call.

"Yes, Kenri."

"Sir, we found the victim's son."