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  The two inspectors could hardly curtail themselves when they saw the content of the bag.
 "Hmmm! How do we carry this now?" The First inspector asked as they gazed upon the bag which was full of money.
  "Are you asking how? Or where?" The second added.
  "Well obviously, someone had mistakingly dropped this while in a hurry to leave. This comes as a very strong evidence!" The first inspector emphasized. The second inspector starred at him with disbelief and shook his head out of disappointment.
 "I'm so surprised you are thinking this way! Which strong evidence are you refering to?" He asked further. Looking rather lost, the first inspector pointed at the bag.
 "This bag of money nau!" He exclaimed.
 "Look!,We were only asked to search this place for any piece of item that belongs to the missing girl because somebody testified about the blood stain that was traced to this place! Money is not part of the item o!" The second replied vehemently.
 "Hmmm! Really!?" The First inspector exclaimed. Then there was sound of footsteps approaching.
                     
                     
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