He sat in front of the chessboard, thinking deeply. He held the white horse with his right hand and moved it to a new position. He quietly blew out his cigarette smoke. He rested his head on his hand. He held the black elephant with his left hand and moved it. He thought a little, moved the white rook, and muttered, smiling:
"Checkmate"
He left his seat... put on elegant going out clothes... looked at himself in front of the mirror... smiled... and whispered:
"Now let the Minister act."
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Inside a residential building... a murder takes place... less than a week later a second crime takes place... both crimes are mirror images... all investigations with witnesses lead to dead ends... until one of the witnesses comes and cites a piece of wisdom... one piece of wisdom... from which the Brigadier General discovered Mahmoud the killer... a killer who planned his crime cunningly... the likes of which he had never seen before.