Mystery of the Murdered Professor
Office âSo what do you think of this case?â Inspector Hisham grunted as he sat down on his well-worn chair. The inspector was a middle-aged man with a short crop of hair and a steadily growing paunch though he took efforts to wear striped shirts to hide it. His colleague, Sergeant Lee shook his bald head. By design, he always told himself, finishing the job where nature stopped her hand, rather than foolishly keeping tufts of hair to the side. Sergeant Lee was slightly taller than his partner but not much better in shape. âLooks like a tough one,â Sergeant Lee mumbled. Com...