Is He A Psycho?

It’s been three years exactly since I have taken the case of this psycho who kills people in a horrible way he kill them slowly but bleeding them with cuts on every part of the body and before they become unconscious he let them know the pain by pulling out their heart and show them their beating heart and put them to the tree with the same knife he carved the heart out. Now I’m attending the crime scene this is the 53rd murder of this psycho, I’m “Rudhier” I work in special crime branch and I have been chasing this case since the fifth murder but studied the previous four cases. Then victims he kill are all male and are of different age and some are even 18 years old. None of them have anything in common nor any of them knew each other. The city is in panic, to control the situation police arrested some old criminals ,as they have a bad habit of catching squirrels and beat them and make them to accept as if they are tigers and prove that they solved the case and close them, that is the reason most of the criminals are roaming free. But this time is wasn’t possible because it’s been above fifty so the police are afraid too.

I reacher a hill top where the body was found, it was the same pattern as previous one’s, it was a 21 years guy this time who has cuts all over the body and the heart was pulled out when he was alive and stabbed the beating heart to the tree with a knife and as usual no foot prints or finger prints of the killer. This killer has been headache to our department, the common thing apart from all the murder patterns are trees and remote areas. I have been trying to study the connection but nothing add up, but there is something about this 21 year old guy, I saw him somewhere. Yes , I remember now he is the son of the minister I saw him a week ago in a birthday event ,but the minister is from another state and event I attended was in other state too how did he end up in a nowhere place like this.

I went to the minister’s house in the other state and the minister was surprised to see me and when I handed him his son’s body they were in sorrow, after few days I asked him why he didn’t search for his son, then the minister said that he gave a complaint in the regional police station. And have been searching him from a week, and started sobbing, the minister and his were good people and they both struggle a lot for the development of society and how come someone kill their kid in such horrible way. Later I reacher back to my state and started to write down about the pattern and the age of the victims and their photos and started to think about the killer’s way, while thinking I remembered what the minister said, that he registered the case then it started to give me the idea of the killer’s way, people think he is just some mad psycho but he is a very intelligent person, because the missing report of the person was reported in another state and was killed in another state so no one had a chance to know about the victim but all the victims are killed in the same state so the psycho is from the same state, I ordered to find the details of missing persons in other states to match with the victims found in this state and I was correct all the victims are from different places and most of them are children of businessmen, politicians and reputed persons in societies.

It’s been six months I have been identifying the pattern and police were patrolling in all remote areas so there wasn’t any victim in these six months we thought the killer might have changed the city in fear. The situation was being quiet but all of a sudden four men were found in another remote area in the same pattern and this time he didn’t kill one person he killed four and placed their hearts around the tree. Seems the psycho is back in the city, with more intention, but who are these people. Suddenly a car approached “ damn it !! It’s her. The crime reporter who was born just to insult our department, she came to me gazed at me and started to insult the department saying they can’t stop crime or can’t even find a criminal in years” . My junior officer “ Dave “ came running to me “ sir sir sir…. I know who they are”, we asked how he knew them he replied I saw them in the tv last week they were the persons who escaped the crime they committed “. And he said “what if the psycho isn’t psycho at all, what if he is killing the persons who escaped the crime”, listening to those words all the cops around asked “what crime did they do?“, asked in an exciting way. He replied “they are very powerful people in the society by using their influence they escaped from the case which was on them, they are the sadistic persons who raped and killed an 16 year poor village girl who was just a vegetable seller on the streets who works hard to earn a little amount to fill her stomach, these four people forced her and tortured her for a week and killed her by smashing her head off, but because she doesn’t has a firm background they somehow managed the case and escaped from it even her parents have disappeared and found dead two days ago seems these four have killed them too”. Listening to that they felt a bit upset, Dave then said “ seems the psycho isn’t psycho seems he is doing justice in this way”, but I asked “why did he kill minor children and even our minister’s son was a good person, seems we need to find out more, but that doesn’t mean all are rapists and he can’t take justice in his hands”. Saying those words I left.

“Dave he is a very curious person, he started investigating personally, but in Dave’s view seems what psycho was doing was correct and he was admiring the psycho, he believed that the psycho was doing right because the criminals were escaping the crimes using their influence and loopholes of the law or by destroying all the evidences to their crime.” To investigate personally Dave took leave for few days.

Two months later

Dave finished his investigation and came back, everyone asked him “ did you find your hero” in a sarcastic way and made fun of him because everyone knew he couldn’t find the psycho. He said I didn’t find him so what he is still a great person according to me. And he left them and joined his duty, after a week I was transferred to another state as I couldn’t solve the case. I was home packing things all my colleagues came to my home met me and were surprised to see the reporter who insults everyone and everyone stopped there, I laughed and said “it’s don’t be afraid of her, she is off duty and won’t insult you now, everyone was still afraid, she came to them and said “please be seated and don’t worry” and she left to make tea, they saw the pic on the wall and stood up and asked “sir is she she she… your wife “ with a smile she came holding a tray filled with tea cups and said “ why? Can’t a reporter marry a cop “. Everyone laughed and replied “no madam that’s not what we meant, our sir is a very cool person and you are like a volcano, we thought how can he handle you “. She replied “you have answer in your question isn’t it, when I’m angry he cools me isn’t it”, and everyone left after the tea.

But Dave was sitting there, I asked what happened, he said “I just want to give an extra hand in your packing”, I replied “ we sure could use an extra hand “. And it was almost 8 pm we finished packing. I said him to have lunch with us and we were having lunch and after the lunch was over we gave him ice cream. Suddenly he asked did your daughter like eating ice cream after supper, me and my laughed and said what daughter because we don’t have any children, he replied sir I know but I’m not sure, I just want to know why are you doing this , I need to know sir and I think even madam need to know that you are the psycho who is killing everyone. I replied so you knew then why didn’t you arrest me, sir you are doing the right thing. I asked how he knew, he replied “ I met the minister first in my investigation and asked him what did his son do, minister said nothing but I requested him then he said me about the rape he committed and escaped with his parents support and the minister said if it wasn’t for the psycho he would have killed his son because he was being a monster to the society”. “ Later I investigated rest of the cases most of them belong to poor background and some didn’t have the evidence and some didn’t have a chance to face and you sir made justice to them.” I asked how did you knew it was me , he said “ I found the cctv footage of the night at the party of the minister , I saw you taking him out, then I understood it was you, but is it required to kill that brutally ?”.

Yes, he is right I’m the killer, seems I have to tell him, because he worked really had to figure out it’s me and I do trust him with my secret. So I started telling him my story ,“ I was just a common person who completed graduation and was searching for job, one rainy night I was in a bus stop and thinking what job I need to find , because I wasn’t satisfied with an job interview I attend then I saw her “ Riya “ who covered her head and came running towards the bus stop I was sitting, she was beautiful , as no one was in the bus stop except me and her I felt if I gazed at her she might feel awkward and uncomfortable so , I was about to leave, she called me “ hey , wait a minute “ , I asked are you calling me , se said “ ya “ , I asked why she said “ sir , if you don’t mind can you stay here till the bus comes I’m a bit scared “, I understood her situation so I stayed there and we started talking then I came to know her name and came to know that she got a job in the media , and as I was talking and listening to my passion she said that I should join the police department and she said there were openings in special crime branch, but I wasn’t interested, while the conversation was going on bus arrived and she boarded the bus, before she left she gave me her number, said me to contact her if I needed her help. Few days passed we started meeting regularly , we fell in love and I applied for special crime department and started practicing for physical fitness, as usually me met in the bus stop and the bus arrived but she didn’t leave, she sat there quietly , I asked what happened she said her editor tried to misbehave with her and when she didn’t agree he threatened her saying he would smash her career, and she started crying, I said don’t worry everything will be fine, and as the buses were over because the last bus left while we were talking and as it was late and no other transport facilities were available, she had to walk 5 kms so, we walked together, suddenly a car appeared from behind we thought of asking for lift before we stop the car the car stopped itself and a drunken guy got down, she was afraid and said it was her editor , he said I have been waiting for this moment from a long time, come to me or I will smash your career, I took bottle from his hand and broke his head with it and I asked her to hit him much as she want, she kicked him a lot and he was unconscious , we thought of taking him to the hospital we lifted him and to place him in the back seat I opened the car door, we were in shock , it was a small girl who was tied, seems he was kidnapping her, I felt a guy like this didn’t deserve to live so we I said Riya that I’m gonna kill him I thought Riya might not agree with me but she agreed, so we took the little girl out and I cleaned all the evidences and I placed him in the driving seat and woke him up and said him to go or I will kill him” , “( Dave ) wait you said your gonna kill him and you let him go“, I said ya, I let him go in a brakeless car“ “and he made his name to the next day paper saying the famous editor was killed in an road accident, and we took the little girl to the police station after few days when the little girl was well and we said we found her on the street and we said till they find her parents she will be with Riya and we liked the girl so we named her “ Amrut “ till we knew her real name .We loved her a lot and while all this was going on my exams arrived and I had to go to another place for the exam and I wrote the exam and bought toys for Amrut and I was back. Riya was waiting for me, I asked where is Amrut, Riya said police came to me and said they found her parents and took her with them and stopped me from going with them, I really miss her she said. So I took her to the police station and asked about Amrut to our surprise they started asking who we were, when we said we registered a complaint they said no such complaint was registered and they pushed us out. Later with the help of a constable who was a good person I came to know that the inspector raped the little girl and killed her and burned the body and he vanished the evidences saying that even constable was in tears and Riya started crying but I held my tears because as they say “anger is born from pain”, I’m angry now , I was so angry as an erupting volcano I followed him for a week and I kidnapped him and took him to the place where he burned and buried Amrut’s ashes , I asked the question why and for every time I say why, Riya made a cut and made him bleed and finally I ripped his heart out and stabbed it to the tree because he hurried Amrut’s asked under the tree and we burned his body and the tree, later I joined the special crime department and brought out the cases for whom the justice wasn’t done as Riya got promoted and we got married ,she collected information about the rapists who escaped because we thought not everyone has a voice to speak just like Amrut, we thought we can find justice in the fear of psycho because at least the people who knew the rapists may spread the news about their horrible death and may change”. Listening to this Dave was in tears , he said “ I brought a loaded gun to kill you both, but now I understood what you have done I’m very thankful to you both”, we were surprised and asked why he wanted us dead. Dave showed us a photo, “it ..it was Amrut’s photo, how is he connected to Amrut? ”

Riya asked “who are you? How do you know Amrut?“, Dave replied “I’m her father and her name is “Zoya“ I joined special crime department for her, I was a shopkeeper before, one day I was closing shop lately I saw a person was running suddenly a car hit him and crushed him,“ and madam it was your editor who was driving the car “, I reported to the police the next day your editor came to my home at 9 pm and threatened to kill me if I say about the crime in the court, I said I will be saying anyway because I’m not afraid of him, he hit me to death when my wife pleaded him, he left me went to his car started drinking and raped my wife and took my child and said if I go to court he would kill my daughter, later that day I saw his death in the paper my wife thought our daughter may never return and she committed suicide. All of a sudden I became alone but I felt I have to find my daughter and have to live for her, because I believed she might be able survive the crash. So I joined the special crime department and tried to search for her in many ways possible, until I was obsessed with your crimes as a psycho and wanted to find about you in my research I met the constable and through him I came to know that you used to have my daughter but he never said me about the inspector, so I thought of seeing my daughter and came here but as I couldn’t find her I thought you might have done something to her so, I was ready to get my daughter ever if it cost both your lives but seems, you helped me instead in many ways.” I always thought I killed the editor just in anger but seems I did the right thing. Dave pointed the gun to his head and said seems I don’t have any purpose to live, I said “ you have a purpose and I will give you the purpose “, he asked “what is it, I will do anything for you“. I said “replace my place in this city and I will send you details of the rapists who escape the crime “.

It’s been 5 years no-one has found who is the psycho yet and Dave added the burning of bodied leaving the heart to trees as a symbol of his daughter's death and for some burnt bodies he planted trees to keep the count of number of his kill, seems he started making a small jungle out of the planted trees for peace, lets hope someday we may stop killing as there maybe no rapes committed in the society.

- Dedicated to society.