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There is a ghost of Maia in this house, sir. When you wake up, you can hear a Maia's cry and laugh, and you can hear Nupur's voice. No one can stay in the house for more than two or three days. A few days ago, two Saheb and Afamani came for a visit. Then I told Tagore about the ghost. But no one knows. 
I didn't do it. 
On that day, I saw Afar in the evening smiling and come to me as a dead body (she started crying again).

-Stop stop. Don't cry like that. We may need you for future investigation. So whenever I call you but you have to go to the police station and don't try to go anywhere until the investigation is over.

- Willing. (wiping eyes)

- Hmm. Are all your friends there?

- No, Mr. Chhota Saheb went to Chailla in Dhaka city the day before he lost Afamani. And the elder Saheb is there too.

- Well, you can come. But remember what I said.

- Mr. Aychha.

Saying this they both went upstairs and Majid Mia left. Atiq said while getting up.

-Sir, we are thinking that the murder is the work of some animal. But now the caretaker of the house, Majid Mia, is saying that this is the work of a ghost?

This is his misconception because there is no such thing as a ghost. 
And if we continue talking about ghosts, it will look ridiculous to everyone.