The Plasma Gun

“Detective Salar! This is Officer Hadi from District Police. Report to me immediately at number two forty-eight, street nine”, Officer Hadi hurriedly informed Detective Salar on the phone while he was himself at the crime scene. Detective Salar got up from his bed, all alert now. He put on his round spectacles from the bed side table and glanced at the wall clock. It was eleven o’clock at night. “But number two forty-eight is a bank, isn’t it? Is it a robbery case?” Detective Salar asked as he quickly got dressed. “It’s a far complicated case than a simple robbery, Detective Salar. Please come asap.” Officer Hadi said as he hung up. Detective Salar grabbed his inventory case and hurried outside and drove to the bank. He parked the car a few yards from the crime scene. As he got out and walked towards the bank, he could see a crowd of people, all gasping and scared, their eyes glued in the direction of the bank entry. Detective Salar moved quickly thr...