Golden Peacock - Bonnan Yeiktha Magazine Detective Novels

The case regarding the Bonnan Mansion

When I reread the records of my friend U San Shya from the previous British government, I came across an incident that was left out because it was still too hot to write about at the time. Now that the deceased has passed away, I will describe the following events related to the “Bonnan Yeik Thar” mansion.

In December, a particularly cold winter, Yangon residents, who had never experienced real cold, suddenly encountered the weather of the upper Yangon region. They were “cold, cold, cold” and groaned. The sun was covered by clouds and could not provide heat. The rain was falling in a steady stream. The wealthy did not dare to go out, but instead huddled together in their blankets, almost touching their knees and chins, like the mothballs.

I was not wealthy, but I had no work obligations that day, so I was sitting on the sofa in my thickest clothes, smoking a cigarette, while U San Sya was writing a reply to a telegram he had received around noon.

After sending the telegram to the telegraph office, U San Shar continued to think about it without saying a word, and for a long time, he stared at the smoke rising to the ceiling, his fingers still twitching and his pen still quivering.

"How would you put the word ' strange ' in the adjective form, Ko Thein Maung?"

"Very strange, amazing, strange, sir ."

Rare .. "Outside here."

Servant .. "Very much"

" Try it, Ko Thein Maung. Try using your imagination. If it's too much, it's too much, it's too much, it's too much. This is the outside."

Servant .. (with a sigh) “I can speak.”

Shay . (Looking at my face) “If you want to be a writer, you have to use imagination in your words, Ko Thein Maung. The adjective ‘extreme’ is used by lazy writers who don’t want to use imagination.”

" I can't imagine spending so much time on the subject of character."

"Shh .. "That's wrong. When describing something that is extremely large, 'huge' is a word that children use easily. It's like saying 'huge' when you can't express how big it is."

Servant .. “If you write, you will be very thorough.”

"What can I say ? If it's big, I like it to be small. Think of something more special than that."

Servant .. "It's hard. You gave me a job in the middle of the cold. Now...it's unbelievable, isn't it?"

Shay .. (grabbing my hand and shaking it) “That’s right, Ko Thein Maung, I’m starting to get annoyed with the words used in the telegram I received. Rob...look here.”

I read the telegram that U San Sya gave me and found the following meaning.

We are experiencing an incredibly strange incident. Can you find U San Sya?

U Aung Min

Servant.. (Returning the telegram) “The man looks very much like the one in the Han Yi Pan. Even in the telegram, his name is written with an “U”.

"Yes, it's just like the old one."

Servant.. “What did you just rewrite?”

"Is it still necessary to ask, Ko Thein Maung? The weather is cold and the north wind is so strong that it's not cold at all, so I almost want to lie on the sofa like a drug addict. I'm so happy that this strange case has come to light and I want to move around and do something."

That evening, our client U Aung Min came up to the stage. He was dressed in a long robe, tiger-shoes, a silver cane, a taffeta jacket, and a mustache. He was between 40 and 50 years old, but since he was an adult, he was probably over 50. He did not appear to be very intelligent, but from his firm face and imposing manner, as well as his elegant attire, one could immediately conclude that he was not a man who would speak or act in a slurred manner.

In fact, there was nothing childish or frivolous about his body, his facial expression, or his clothes. However, although the man's face was composed and composed, upon closer inspection, one could see that he had been through something that had seriously affected his mind and that his expression was agitated.

As soon as he was seated on a chair, he began to tell his story.

You.. “I have never seen anything so strange in my life, U San Sya. I can’t even begin to explain what it is.”

Sha.. “Why did you come to me?”

You.. “Here it is. The matter I encountered cannot be said to be related to the police. If I tell you, they will know. It is impossible to leave it like this without taking action. To be honest, I am not a person who wants to deal with the police. However, when I heard about U San Sya…”

"Sir.. "That's right, that's right. Why didn't you come to me right away?"

You.. (with a surprised face) “What do you mean, sir?”

"Sir.. "You sent me a telegram just one hour ago. You have been showing signs of agitation since this morning."

You.. (checking his unshaven chin) “That’s right. Even my beard, which I used to shave, has been so dry since morning that I can’t even shave it. In fact, I’ve sent a telegram to U San Sya and asked him what I need to know. I went to ask U Htun Kyaw’s landlord, and he said that the rent is also regular.”

Sha.. (Laughing) “U Aung Min, are you becoming like Ko Thein Maung? How can someone who doesn’t start by saying what he has to say and then starts talking in a feverish manner understand? U Aung Min, tell us the whole story from beginning to end. How can we know what U Tun Kyaw is saying?”

You.. “I’m wrong, sir, I admit it. A man who has been calm all his life is starting to feel confused when he encounters something so strange. Okay...I’ll tell you. When you hear what I say, you’ll understand why I’m confused.”

U Aung Min said he would tell us, and as soon as he knocked on the door, two police officers entered the room. One of them was Inspector Ohn Pe, who had worked with us many times. After greeting U San Shya, he introduced himself as his partner, U Ba Thaung, the head of the Mawbi department. Although Ko Ohn Pe was a familiar figure, I knew him well, and from his broad forehead and bright, sharp eyes, I could tell that he must be a good man.

Thaung .. (After shaking hands with U San Shya) “We two came after finding the footprints at U San Shya’s house. Besides, isn’t this friend U Aung Min from Mawbi?”

You .. “That’s right.”

"We've been looking for you all morning, and we've only just found you."

You ... "You guys are tracking based on the telegram, right?"

Thaung.. "That's right, sir. They came after me because they found his telegram at the telegraph office and thought he must be here."

You.. “Why are you following me?”

Thaung .. “Come on, let’s do this. U Tun Kyaw from Taikyi died last night, so we came to see if U Aung Min knows how he died.” Hearing that, U Aung Min sat up straight with a surprised expression.