D too worked with L. Chapter-1.



It was six years ago when I saw L’ for the first time. He was brought to Wammy’s house, just after a week when I was brought here. He was an ordinary boy who rolled his eye ball here and there as he walked in, along with uncle Wammy.
“Here we go dear, stay with them and enjoy. I need to do some paperwork and arrangements for accommodating a new member to the family,” Said uncle Wammy with the great swiftness in his voice and then he left L’ in the hall, filled with several children. Everyone was busy in their games and toys; however few, including me, noticed a new boy in the hall. He unfolded his muffler and walked towards the wall. He stood still for a moment and then crouched on the floor with his knees bent in front of his chest. He exhaled a deep breathe and closed his eyes.
I was also new to this orphanage, just a week ago I was brought here, so I didn’t have any friend, so it felt me more comfortable to befriend him. I went to him and sat nearby. He didn’t move, I guessed that I’m unnoticed. I lifted my arm to keep my palm over his shoulder, but before I could do that he murmured, “That ‘castle of cards’ will fall, please stop the boy in green T-shirt.” My arm paused. I heard him well but I was unable to catch what he meant. I turned my head and started looking at the hall. With my wide eyes and great curiosity I began to search the ‘Card castle’ and for the boy in green T-shirt. Suddenly my sight caught the view of the table on which there was a castle of playing cards, being built by a girl. I further noticed a boy sitting on the floor at a little distance away from the table. He was coloring something with a green crayon. There was nothing unusual about that kid; he was sitting on the floor, focused in his work, away from table, and had no one near him. On the other hand the table was at the corner of hall. It was really hard to come up with any kind of connections between them.
But what’s with this new guy, what did he meant? I stared the child coloring in his notebook very seriously. He was rubbing the green crayon very deeply, just like an ordinary six years old kid. Suddenly he stopped and started looking over here and there. It seemed as if he was finding something, and then he started crawling. My eyes rolled towards left to keep match with boy’s movements and finally the crawling stopped and he picked something. ‘A brown crayon’. At once my eyes caught the sight of the table over which the ‘Card Castle’ was built. It was just above the boy. That boy, unknown about the table above him, clutched the crayon and rose up to stand. I tried to yell ‘stop’, but it was too late. Boy hits the table with his head, which jerks the table, and hence the castle got destroyed.
I stood still, like a statue, even worse. Watching the cards fall down. For me, it was not less than any that how that small kid knew this much. I stared hard at this new boy. He has entered this hall just few moments ago, sat with his eyes closed and predicting the fate of card castle.
Somehow, I tried to gather some voice in my throat and asked, “How do you…” Before I could complete he paused me and started, “When I entered the hall I noticed several things, such as, eight boys were playing with the action figures, three girls reading comics, not actually reading but looking at them, some were coloring it and many other things, amongst which the ‘Card Castle’ attracted me the most, it was huge. Just then I noticed that green T-shirt boy using brown and green crayons alternatively, which meant that he was coloring trees or plants in scenery. Then, while switching from brown crayon to green, the crayon fell and rolled towards the table. I think rest of the story is self-explanatory.”
This was the first deduction that L’ made in front of me.
Who would have known that small kid, sitting weirdly and rubbing his lips with thumb, would become ‘Century’s Greatest Detective’?
Next Chapter will be released on 2nd October, 2016.
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