Hell and Zelinsky left the coffee house.
"It is quite late, Hell. Come, I'll drive you to your house." said Zelinsky.
Hell replied, "Oh, no no, Zelinsky! It's fine. I'll go in the auto. Don't you take pains, my friend."
"You call me your friend on one hand, and on the other hand you say that I am taking pains for you? What kinda pains are there in dropping my friend to his house?"
Hell hit Zelinsky's shoulder with his palm and said, "Oh, Zelinsky! You are my brother...you are my friend."
Zelinsky dropped Hell to his house and returned back to his home.
Hell changed his clothes, had dinner and slipped in the bed. His body was tired and within no time he fell asleep. But after about two and a half hours, he suddenly woke up. The calmness of his sleep had dried off. He went into the balcony to breathe in the cool, fresh, soothing air. He looked at the sky and then looked straight forward towards the huge tree, and got lost in the deep darkness. He was lost in deep thoughts about how to solve the coded mystery.
There, Zelinsky was lying on his bed, turning from side to side and trying to sleep. Finally he woke up. He went down the staircase. He walked towards the kitchen. Zelinsky poured a glass of water and drank it. His house maid woke up on hearing the noise of the glass. So she went in the kitchen to see who it was.
"Sir, what happened?" said Merry, the maid.
"Nothing, Merry. Just unable to sleep because of the heat. Don't worry, you may go and sleep."
"Yes, sir." Merry left.
Zelinsky drank water and went upstairs towards the bedroom. He went near the window and raised up the curtains. He began staring down, eyes lost in the moist soil spread under the window, in which there was a baby olive plant. He too was thinking about the mysterious talks.
After some time both Zelinsky and Hell fell asleep in their respective houses. But neither of them slept quietly the whole night. The mystrious talking between Steward and his boss stole their night's peace and sound sleep.
In the morning, both of them met in the CID beauro. Volhard and A.C.P Cannizaro were also there.
Hell and Zelinsky told them about the mysterious talks between Stew and his boss. Zelinsky had already finished playing the recording 15 times last night, and now began playing it the 16th time, this time in front of the officers. The deep cracked voice of the boss and the light, chirpy voice of Stew saying, "Yes, sir.", echoed the beauro.
Hell wrote the statements on the whiteboard in his magnetic handwriting:
"Well, according to the next plans, you have to go to the secret spot, 'Sevril Pockocea-4 '. You will see 1118 over there. W.M gives you K to 1118. Take the bag and reach Loombale on 'sixteen-five-one-eighteen-twelve' road."
Volhard opened the drawer of her desk and removed the map. She pinned it to the wooden board and kept it just beside the stand holding the whiteboard.
"Sevril pockocea-4? What the hell is this place?!" said ACP Cannizaro.
"How do I know, sir?" replied Hell.
"I didn't ask you, Hell. I simply said, what the 'hell' is this place. Hell is the devilish place. I am not taking about you, Hell." explained ACP.
"Sorry, sir." Hell stick out his tongue after realizing his misconception between the phrase and his name. Zelinsky laughed in his cheeks.
Hell took out his small pocket diary and began unscrambling the letters of Sevril Pockocea.
Sevril Servil Selvri Lesriv Lervis Sliver Selvir...
"Silver!!" Hell blurted out loud.
Everyone present there got scared on hearing the sudden out burst of Hell. Zelinsky was about to say something but he was stopped by ACP.
ACP Cannizaro put his index finger on his lips to gesture and tell Zelinsky not to disturb Hell.
Hell began unscrambling the word Pockocea.
Pockocea Peckocoa Coapeack...
"Peacock?", he whispered softly.
"Silver Peacock.... Silver Peacock! Yes!! Zelinsky! Look for Silver Peacock Mansion in the map. Quick." shouted Hell.
Zelinsky scanned the map and said that he has found it.
"Okay...so it is this mansion that they were talking about." said Cannizaro.
Hell swung around the chair. He stood up and walked towards the whiteboard. He rubbed the Sevril Pockocea on the board and wrote Silver Peacock there.
So now it became:
Well, according to the next plans, you have to go to the secret spot, 'Silver Peacock-4 '...
"But what is this 4?" said Zelinsky.
"May be it is the lane no." suggested Volhard.
"Hmm...yes. Lane number." agreed Zelinsky.
"I think we should go into the Silver Peacock. We will get to know the next thing from there only." siad Zelinsky.
Everyone agreed and left the beauro.
Volhard, Zlisky and Hell sat in the car with Zelinsky driving. He drove the car towards the Silver Peacock Mansion in the lane number 4.
"There are two mansions with same name in lane number 2 and lane number 4. That's why the boss specified '4' ." said Volhard.
Zelinsky parked the car far away from the mansion.
They stepped out of the car. They went into the mansion.
"1118... 1118... Urrghh!!". Hell held his head.
"Heyy!! hu rrre yyoo!!??", shouted the watchman.
" See. He is also drunken. So much that he can't even speak clearly." said Hell.
"We are CID." said Zelinsky.
"C-CID?!" replied the watcman. A drop of sweat began taking birth on his forehead, and he returned to his senses though only 80%. But it was enough to have a good balance of his body.
He started to run. But soon he was caught by Zelinsky.
Zelinsky slapped the watchman so hard that he fell down with his cheeks brushing against the gravel sand of the ground.
The watchman apologized, "Sorry, sir... but I was asked to give the k---"
He was inturrupted by the screeching sound of the brakes of a car.
Zelinsky cupped his hand over the mouth of the watchman. Zelinsky's grip was too strong. The watchman was suffocated because of the cupped hand of Zelinsky.
Zelinsky whispered to the watchman, "Listen carefully... you are not to open your mouth about our presence over here. Go and attend the person in the car. Just keep SHUT!", Zelinsky increased the volume of his voice at the word 'shut' and he released his hand off the watchman's mouth.
The watchman breathed hard and quite fast, and said, "Y-y-y-yes, s-sir."
Hell hid behind one of the huge trees planted inside the mansion at the borders of the big open space. Volhard and Zelinsky hid behind the compound wall of the mansion.
The watchman walked towards the black Bolero car which arrived only recently. The door opened. The hidden officers were keeping a constant eye on the door of the car.
Steward stepped out of the big car. He raised his black sunglasses over his forehead, rolled his eyes in every direction to satisfy his heart regarding the doubt of the presence of CID, and then placed the glasses back on his eyes. Steward had a dangerous personality, like that of a real gangster.
I can smell the presence of CID here... I'd better be cautious... Steward thought.
"Is everything alright, Chhakku?" Steward asked Chhakku, the watchman.
"Y-yes!" answered Chhakku.
Stew hid his laughter behind his lips and asked, "What happened to your cheeks? Did you have a wrestling match with someone?"
"Ah-no-no, sir... I-I fell down. I d-r-drank quite a lot..." replied Chhakku.
Stew frowned, "Why are you afraid? Is CID here?", he expressed his doubt.
"No, no sir. How can the CID be here?" Chakku tried to relax Stew's anxiety.
No... I am sure CID is here... Chhakku is telling lies. I am sure Zelinsky beat him. I am well aware of Zelinsky's intensity of hitting people... Stew thought as he rolled his eyes behind the sunglasses. His eye caught the white sleeve of Zelinsky's shirt behind the compund wall.
Hmm... so here they are hidden... Stew slowly put his hands near the belt of his pants. Very slowly he started to remove his gun. His actions were very secretive and unnoticiable.
Nobody from the CID team could even think that Stew was removing his gun...
Stew now increased the pace of his action and quickly removed the gun. As soon as he was about to apply pressure on the trigger, Hell removed his gun and fired on Stew's hand.
Stew moved his hand away and the shot missed. The watchman was frightened from the inner soul of his body and ran out of the mansion, taking his life in his fist.
Stew fired back on Hell. Hell hid himself behind the tree. The bullet got embedded in the trunk of the tree. Zelinsky got involved in the fighting. He fired two bullets back to back on Stew, from which Stew escaped. Stew was quite expert in gun fights.
The window of the black Swift car was opening slowly. Nobody observed it, but Volhard did. She fired on the hand, which was holding a gun from the open window. The hand was injured, but the man didn't give up. He raised up and fired back.
Hell saved herself and said, "An injured tiger grows bloody..." The fight was growing vigourously. So the eight men hiding inside the car stepped out and indulged in the scary, fiery war. The gun shots echoed the lonely mansion which had been so quiet until the fight began.
Each one was fiering the oppesite team mates. Hell was a sharp shooter and had finished injuring and making five players out of the game. Zelinsky was surrounded with three men. He jumped up high and kicked two of them with his heavy legs. The two men fell down. He fired the third man directly on his chest. Steward aimed at Zelinsky and fired in the direction of Zelinsky's upper back.
"Zelisky!!" shouted Hell and he ran speedily, and pushed Zelinsky out of the way. The bullet went straight into the chest of Hell.
"Hell!" Zelinsky shouted.
Stew and the other injured men ran away.
Hell was injured badly. He was bleeding too much. He was hospitalized in City Care Hospital.
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