ঊনচল্লিশ অধ্যায়: নিরাপত্তা বাহিনীর সকলের পদত্যাগ

বাই-Lui Ximing-er shong-ge ekti nirapotta-rokhi dol esheche.
Erai prothom barer moto shongkolpona korlo.
Kichu bar toba diyeo kaw-ke paowa gelo na, kintu ekti dhakka tei dorja khule gelo.
Wang Dali prothom bitor-e provesh korlo.
Aoj-e gorjon kore bole uthlo: "Cai-shongchalok, apni ki ekhane achen?"
Washroom-er bitor-e thaka Cai Lin khub voy peye gelo.
Luyang chilo na, ebong ke boleche tao bujha gelo na.
Tari sanitary napkin-o thik moto lagano hoyni, tai kono uttoro dilo na.
Wang Dali charidike takalo, kauke na peye she sohashe老板台-er dhar-e bashe porlo:
"Cai-shongchalok ekhane nei, amra ekhanei tar jonno ektu opekkha kori."
Xiao Liuzi sohashe maliker cheyr-e boshe ghurte laglo.
Lui Ximing taratari take shobdhan korlo: "Eto oshikkhito horo na, Cai Lin dekhte peye tomakeo chakuri theke ber kore debe."
Xiao Liuzi ghrinay mukh firiye nile: "Ber kore dile ber kore dik, ami Yang-da-er shongge cholbo, ei meye-ti eto oshontosh prodorshon kore, je kono din shobai-ke taridiye dite pare, tai agei chole jawa bhalo!"
Onyo ekti shodoshyo Jiang Chao-o bollo: "Thik bolecho, ekhane amar sthan nei to ki hoyeche, onyotray amar thakar jayga ache, ebong kothao na thakle ami tobuo bhalo kichu kore khete parbo!"
Cai Lin bitor-e krodhe kapte laglo.
Erai ki shei nirapotta-rokhi doler goenda-gulo?
Tader ekhane ashar uddeshya ki amake voy dekhano? Mone hocche tara Luyang-er jonno ekhane eseche!
Krodhe tar poshrak-ti tule diye se shonge shonge beriye elo.
"Tomra ki korte chao? Ki mori mori korcho?"
Table-er kache bose thaka Wang Dali voy peye "thas" kore matite pore gelo.
Xiao Liuzi prai table-er niche dhuke jabar uprom korlo.
Jiang Chao doure palate giye Lui Ximing-er shongge dhakka kheye gelo, ebong dujon-e miliye onekbar goriye porlo.
Cai Lin-er ei shongkolpona-shompurno nari shongchalok-er vishal prodhav purvothei chilo, achanok tar upasthiti ebong tader bakwas shune ei shob jubokgulo thotomota kheye gelo.
Koyek second por shobai nijeder shongthoto korlo.
Tara taratari niom-moy shonggothon kore ek-shari te dariye gelo.
Sokal-er shiftr ponero-jon nirapotta-rokhi shobai ekhane upasthit chilen.
Cai Lin krodhe jwolte thaklo, du hate komor chepe dhorlo:
"Tomra ki korte chao, ke tomader upore ashar onumati diyeche?"
Wang Dali nijer monobhab shongthoto kore bollo: "Cai-shongchalok, Yang-da khub bhalo manus, take ki chakuri theke ber korben na? Kichu taka kete rakhun, torimana korun, ta tei ki cholbe na?"
"Chup koro!"
Cai Lin-er krodher shima roilo na:
"Ami ki bhabe kaj korbo, ta ki tomake shikhate hobe? Luyang-ke ami oboshshoi chakuri cyuto korbo, tomader jodi mone hoy je amar nirdesh onnay, tabe tomra istifa dite paro, ebong tar shongge chole jete paro."
Shengshi Group-er nari shongchalok hishebe, se kokhono chabe na je koyekjon choto nirapotta-rokhi tar biruddhe chole jak.
Wang Dali, Lui Ximingra khub-e anari chhilen, Cai Lin-er laal-choukh mukh dekhe tara kothao kichu bolte parlena.
Koyek khoner jonno se tader chupu korie dilo.
Cai Lin ekbar rousho hashi haslo.
Mone mone bhablo je, ei dhoroner pichone prashongsha korar lok ami onek dekhechi.
Mukhe shobai bondhutto ebong bhalobashar kotha bole, kintu jokhon nijer shartho juriye thake, tokhon shobai pichon pache kore.
Shobai dambhok ebong kach-mukhi manush!
Se tokhon-e tader shobai-ke taranor kotha bhabchilo.
Tokhon Wang Dali hothat bole uthlo:
"Cai-shongchalok, apni amadero chakuri theke ber kore dite paren, kintu amar ekta shorto ache."

Cai Lin obhelay ei boro lokti-ke dekhte laglo:
"Ki, toder ki khotipuroon chai? Nischinto thako, tomader sobaike unemployment insurance dewa hobe. Ebong ami alada vabe sobaike aro tin maser betun dibo, ki, raji acho?"
"Na na na,"
Wang Dali matha nere bollo:
"Apni amake koto taka deben ta niye amar kono kotha nei, ami chai apnijan shongbad-e amar nam-ti jog korun, sudhu Yang-da-er nam likhe rakhen na. Yang-da ekjon bhalo manush, take evabe apoman kora thik hobe na!"
"Tumi ki bolcho?"
Cai Lin-er mone holo ei boro loktir buddhi-shuddhi ki ektu kom?
Keno she emon ekta shorto rakhlo?
Shesh somoy-e Xiao Liuzi-o bollo: "Ebong amakeo, amar nam-ti shongge jog korun!"
Jiang Chao matha nere shommonthi janalo: "Thik, shobai-ke likhe din, tahole Yang-da ar lojjay porbe na!"
Emonki shob-shomoy bhalo manush hishebe porichito dol-nayok Lui Ximing-o samne egiye elo:
"Amakeo likhe din, khoma korben Cai-shongchalok, ami-o ar kaj korbo na!"
"Tomar ki mathay golmal dekha diyeche?"
Cai Lin obak hoye gelo.
Shomashomoy-e ei nirapotta-rokhi-ra to emon chilo na!
Niuzi Da-er dvoron ami shunechi, tobu keu to istifa dite chai ni.
Karon ki amar kompani-te onyoder tulonay onek bhalo bebohar paowa jay.
Kintu Luyang ekdin ashar por-ei ki tader matha dhuye diyeche?
Tader bondhur jonno shechhay chakuri chharte raji hoyeche?
Cai Lin chotobela theke chakuri-bajar-e cholche, ei shob shromikder monobhab se bhalo moto jane.
Emonki ucchohodok officer-rao samne bhalo bhab dekhay, kintu pichone ekjon onyonke chpte dhorar cheshta kore.
Onek somoy shohokormi-der noshto koreo tader shanti hoy na.
Kintu ei nirapotta-rokhi-ra Luyang-er jonno nijeder bhalo chakuri chere dilo!
Eta ki shei kotha – "shob shomoy bhalo manush-rai kosto pay, ar kutil manush-ra shukhe thake"?
Krodhe bole uthlo: "Tomra ei murkhogulo kono bhul bhabe kotha bolo na, pore kshikkhit hote parbe na!"
Wang Dali jokhon dekhlo je shobai take shomorthon korche, tokhon se uthsahito hoye porlo.
"Amra kono bhul korini, ekshonge ber hobo, ekshonge thakbo, ebar theke amra Yang-da-er shonggei thakbo!"
Cai Lin krodhe arali hote chachchilo.
Ebar monitoring dekhe, nicher floor-e ekjon nirapotta-rokhi-o nei.
Takhon tar mon-e thanda bas-e elo.
Se bhablo Luyang Cai poribar-e emoni asheni.
Prothomei she amar nirapotta bibhag-ke nosto korlo.
Se ki onek taka diye lokeri kine niyeche?
Ei nirapotta-rokhi-ra chakuri cyuto howar poreo keno hashimukhe ache?
Krodhe tar roktomukhi hoye uthlo: "Shobai amar samne theke chole jao! Tomra shobai chakuri cyuto! Ajke theke keu ar Shengshi Building-er bitor pa rakhbe na!"
Lui Ximing Cai Lin-er dike takalo, tar choto mukh krodhe laal hoye geche.
Tar kosto holo: "Cai-shongchalok, apni ki Yang-da-ke chakuri theke ber korben na? Amrao jabo na."
"Chup koro! Tomader moto lokder ami rakhte chai na!"
Cai Lin Luyang-ke sudhu ektu shongshodhito korar jonno ber kore diyechilo.
Tar dhomok-chomotkar komar jonno.
Kintu ke janto je eto boro pratikriya hobe.
She shongge shonge logistics department-er head Yang Jiapeng-ke phone korlo.

"Yang Jiapeng, tumi taratari upor esho! Shongge shongge amar office-e asho!"
"Jae!"
Yang Jiapeng Cai-shongchalok-er kothay shongher shonghi bujhte pereche je ekhane kono birodh ghotte pare.
Se bhoye voye doure elo.
Tar boyosh charis-er kacha-kachi, logistics department-er head, ebong nirapotta-rokhi-rao tar bibhag-er odhin.
Shedin Luyang-er boro boss.
Se dourate dourate shongchalok-er office-e elo.
Ei ghor-e shob nirapotta-rokhi-ke dekhe se bujhte parlo na ki boro ghotona ghotte choleche.
"Cai-shongchalok, ki hoyeche?"
Cai Lin ei nirapotta-rokhi-der dike angul nirdesh kore bollo:
"Tumi dekho, tomar kon dhoroner nirapotta-rokhi toiri korecho, tara shobai miliye istifa diye amake voy dekhacche!"
"Ki? Tomra shobai ki pagol hoye gecho?"
Yang Jiapeng chokh boro kore takalo.
Shorbashe se ei nirapotta-rokhi-der shashon kore, keu kichu bolte sahosh pay na.
Kintu ajke sobtheke choto Xiao Liuzi-o tar kotha shunte chai ni:
"Cai-shongchalok jodi Yang-da-ke ber kore dey, tobe amrao thakbo na, se jabe to amakeo jate hobe!"
Yang Jiapeng krodhe Xiao Liuzi-ke lathi marlo:
"Tomader eto shohosh! Shobai taratari duty-te chole jao!"
Wang Dali matha nere bollo: "Cai-shongchalok jodi tar nirdesh fire na nen, tobe amra duty-te jabo na!"
Cai Lin jokhon dekhlo je ei murkho manushgulo ek-guye, tokhon krodhe hat tuliye bollo:
"Jao, jao, jao, ami raji achi, shobai chole jao, ekjonkeo rakhbo na. Yang Jiapeng, tomaro jodi icche na thake tabe tumi-o chole jao!"
Wang Dali jokhon dekhlo je shongchalok-er kono shomjhotar lakkhon nei,
tokhon Lui Ximing-er dike takalo:
"Cholo, amra dorjay giye Yang-da-er jonno opekkha kori."
Ponero-jon nirapotta-rokhi "thas-thas" kore beriye elo.
Baranday, samne theke ek dol manush asche.
Sarabashi durbritto Huang Yan.
Tar pichon-e, aro noy-jon boro lok chhilo.
Tader modhye shobcheke chokh-e porar moto ekjon black man chilo.
Ei loktir shorir boro ebong shokto.
Tar porikhsha dekhe mone hoy jeno black oil diye rong kora hoyeche, chokchoke.
Tar shorirer mingsh-peshi-gulo lohar maton shokto.
Ekti T-shirt-ke tader khub fute uthte chache.
Nirapotta-rokhi-er captain hishebe, Lui Ximing abhayshobhabo jiggesh korlo:
"Tumi eto lok niye ki korcho? Ka ke khojcho?"
Pashe thaka Jiang Chao Lui Ximing-er hat dhore tanlo:
"Lui-bhai, amra to shobai istifa diyechi, ar karon dekhar dorkar ki?"
Lui Ximing bhablo je thik, ebong ekti pashe shorte laglo.