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"These days..."

"Are filled with wonder."

"There is a wonder for you."

"Now that I've found you."

"Now that I found you."

"Now that I have found you."

What?

f***ing hell!

What the f***?

Phone?

Out.

I am not going anywhere with you.

Stop this drama. Just come along.

I am not going anywhere with you. Don't touch me!

You have to. I am paying you money.

I don't want your money. I am not going.

I won't take no for an answer.

I am not going anywhere with you. Can't you understand.

I said I won't lift a finger on you.

I am not going anywhere with you.

Get lost you woman beater. Get lost.

Let go.

Come on.

I am not going.

I am paying you money.

What is going on here?

Sir, he is a woman beater.

Get lost.

She's saying she doesn't want to go.

Leave her. No means no.

Amitabh Bachchan had clearly said it in that movie.

- Remember. - Who the f*** are you, wise guy?

Mind your own business.

I am paying her money.

She is a f***ing whore.

Are whores not women?

Get lost.

You are coming with me.

By the way where are we going?

What happened? Did that hurt?

Did I hit you too hard? Get up. Get up.

f***...

You dare mess with me for a whore!

This is not right.

All this is injurious to health, f***er!

No! Let me go!

Let me go...

Let go...

Good morning, sir.

I've been trying your number, ACP Verma.

Sorry sir, I was cleaning up the streets Please go ahead.

At around 1 o'clock, a shootout occurred

at the Night Owl Bar near the GPO.

And eight to ten people have been killed

Okay. Did someone important die, sir?

What?

Well, if no one important is dead,

the local police station can handle it.

Why does Special Crime Unit have to be involved?

Minister Pradeep Joshi's PA Sarayu Seth.

Being so far away from home at this hour and that too at a local bar.

It's a bit unusual for him.

There's a sensitive planning underway at the Ministry.

And Joshi sir is afraid of

Seth becoming a target because of that.

Who was he meeting?

What were they discussing? Find out everything.

And ensure that there is no embarrassing story behind the meeting.

How will I ensure that, sir?

Facts are facts, sir.

But how did Joshi sir find out about thi

Joshi's chief of staff called Sarayu Seth at 1:30 am.

The incident had already transpired by then.

A constable picked up the phone.

The investigation will be on fast-track.

And ACP Verma, facts will be facts,

even I know that.

But keep the Harischandra within you in check.

And keep me informed.

Okay, sir. Thank you.

Sir... Let me go!

Quiet.

Jai Hind, sir.

Sir.

Jai Hind.

Did you let any reporter or photographer in?

No, sir. Everything is under control.

- Morning, sir. - Morning.

- Morning, sir. - Morning.

Stop the music.

And get the CCTV footage.

Yes, sir.

Sir. That's Sarayu Seth.

Minister's secretary.

What has happened?

What have they done to my bar? It's devastating.

How did this happen?

Sir, that's the owner Anand Patil.

Did you check the cash counter?

I did, sir.

It's untouched.

Sir...

- Listen. - Yes.

Do you sell contraband here?

Cannabis, marijuana, cocaine, meow-meow?

Absolutely not, sir.

I'm not into this shady business.

I'm absolutely clean.

You are free to check my bar.

- Javed. - Sir.

Take down his details.

Come.

- You can leave. - Okay, sir.

Let's go.

Sarayu Seth.

I found this agreement.

And who is this?

K Vishnu.

He is a reporter for Desh Ki Baatein new

Was.

So... was K Vishnu receiving information or supplying it?

Sir.

CCTV footage.

Can you clean it up?

Can be done sir.

Sir!

This ones' alive!

The shooter shot the cashier on arrival.

Then he shot his main target, Sarayu Set

And then, others.

But when the shooter opened fire on the other seven,

why did this girl remain seated?

Why didn't she run?

She must have.

Which is why we found her lying on the floor.

No...

Table number four.

This elliptical blood spatter pattern is formed

only when there is a contact wound.

It means she was shot head-on

whilst she was still sitting at the tabl

Was there a second shooter?

Bar!

Where was this boy Irfan sitting?

On table number 3?

Sir, Govind is conscious.

We can meet him now.

Let's go.

Govind, we are from the Special Crime Unit.

We have some questions.

Yes, sir.

What exactly happened at the Night Owl Bar last night?

I got shot.

That's all I remember.

Did you see the face of your shooter?

Sir...

He was dressed in black from top to bottom like the devil incarnate.

One of those t-shirts with a cap attached.

- Something like that. - You mean like a hoodie?

Yes!

His eyes were totally covered by the cap.

I wonder how that a****** could see.

The lights are always dim at the Night Owl.

And he had a black moustache and beard, sir.

That monster showed up unannounced, sir.

I did hear a clap though.

That's when I looked up.

You mean...

something like this.

Yes, sir.

And you were facing the door.

That is why I could see.

There's always loud music playing at the Night Owl.

So how would I know otherwise?

Just then, I heard a gunshot,

and my uncle got shot.

Then I got shot and lost consciousness.

Do you remember anything else?

Did the shooter address anyone by name?

Yes, sir.

When he pointed the gun at me,

before pressing the trigger,

he said something.

"Pak-Pak."

"Pak-Pak."

"Pak-Pak?"

Sir, let me check.

Have you ever seen this girl at the bar?

No, madam.

I've never seen her before.

Okay, listen to me carefully.

Whatever information you shared with us,

you cannot talk about it to anyone else, understood?

Yes, sir.

I'll say that I fainted after getting shot.

Okay. Let's go.

The Night Owl Bar Murders.

Who is responsible for such horrendous acts of crime?

ACP Avinash has no answers to these questions.

Who will uphold the law?

- Who will deliver justice? - Sir. Sorry, sir.

Sir, the CCTV footage from the bar just arrived.

It still has 20% pixilation.

But it's viewable.

Amit, play it on TV.

So, this girl came in with Irfan Malik!!

Yes.

So, he was at her table then.

That's our killer.

Black hoodie!

The guy in the grey hoodie didn't come out, did he?

Did anyone else at the crime scene possess a grey hoodie?

No. No hoodies, sir.

Maybe he was the shooter's accomplice.

And he slipped out the backdoor?

Switch to the bar frame again.

Something here is bothering me.

After Irfan Malik fell on the floor,

the shooter had a clear shot of the girl

Just like he killed the rest whilst walking...

He could have easily killed the girl as well.

Because, after killing Seth and Vishnu,

others were just collateral damage.

Then why did he go around the table

and shoot this girl from the front?

Almost as if...

it was personal for him.

So, you think this was deliberate then.

And behind every deliberate action,

there is a deliberate motive!

What was her name?

She was the only victim,

who had no identification on her.

I'll just show you.

Sir, from the victim

we recovered this cross-body pouch.

Which had only 300 rupees.

We've sent her fingerprints for identification.

We will get the report by tomorrow.

Also,

this girl was sitting there.

A shot this close...

She should have collapsed on the chair with the recoil itself.

Forward splatter also confirms that.

But here...

She is lying on the floor.

Which means, someone deliberately pushed her down.

But why?

Maybe the killer was looking for somethi

which he couldn't find whilst she was seated.

Her phone is not in the evidence lot.

Maybe that's what the killer was looking for.

- Her phone. - But why hers specifically?

The phones and IDs of all other victims were not taken, correct.

Even of the main target Sarayu Seth.

Unless...

We got this all wrong.

We were told that the minister's secreta

Sarayu Seth was the main target.

What if...

Sarayu Seth was never the target?

What if...

This girl was the target?

What if she is the key to the whole case

And the entire shootout was done to hide this one killing.

But why was she so important?

That's what we need to find out.

We need information.

Without information,

this is all just speculation.

But...

Tomorrow.

Now go get some sleep. Take rest.

Because a tired mind only makes mistakes

- Thank you. Bye. - See you, sir.

Damn!

- Hello. - Good morning, sir.

Morning. Who is this?

Sir, this is Jaya Rawal from Jaipur.

We worked together,

when I was working on a Central Government deputation

to Mumbai on a narcotic case.

Oh, Jaya.

Oh...of course, I do remember. How are you?

All good, sir. Thank you.

You're heading SCU, I heard.

How's work, sir?

Same to same.

No lack of monsters in this world.

One case to another.

So... why did you call?

Sir, I have a case.

On the fifth of this month,

we found the decomposed body of a female near the Sambhar Lake area.

Since winter has just about set in,

the body hasn't decomposed that much.

But it still looks like she's been dead for more than 72 hours.

She was shot in the neck.

Okay.

Sir, you told me about this case once.

There was this guy who first strangled his victims,

and then he would shoot them.

Baba Gomes case!

Yes, sir. I found the MO similar here.

Gomes must still be in jail?

As far as I remember, yes, he was sentenced to life imprisonment.

So, yes he should be in jail.

This can't be a copycat, can it?

I doubt.

After all these years.

Is the autopsy done?

It's happening tomorrow.

The results should arrive in eight to ten days.

But, in the meantime, can I WhatsApp you some pictures, sir?

To confirm that she was strangled first and then shot.

Mm, send it.

Thank you, sir.

Yes.

Sir.

Who is the analyst on case no. 87C9?

One minute, sir.

Sir, someone is here to see you.

Okay, sir.

Sir is coming.

ACP Verma, sir.

Good morning, sir. I am Winston.

I read all your case files.

Big fan, sir.

Oh, Thank you, Winston.

- And you are the analyst? - Yes, sir.

Last year some of the cases got overthrown due to contamination.

That's why they built this brand new lab just for us.

Coffee, sir?

Yes, of course. Come on.

Come, please.

I am so excited you came yourself, sir.

Let me show you the NOB case file.

So, sir...

Thanks, man.

10 shell casings were found.

And all the bullets.

Based on the rifling marks and caliber,

it's a 9mm Luger.

So...

That means we're looking at various options.

Yes, sir. It could be a Sig p226.

Glock 19. Smith and Wesson.

That and more, sir. Could be any of them.

Condition of the bullets?

Three flesh wounds in total.

We were lucky the bullet missed bones, sir.

Although the nose is slightly damaged,

if the weapon's recovered, we can easily do a match.

Are you sure only one weapon was used?

Yes, sir. Absolutely.

Only one kind of shell casing was found.

And all the bullets match that shell casing.

How do you know so much?

- Please, sir. - No, I am serious.

At your age, my father used to think that I am a nincompoop.

Good for nothing.

Thank you, sir.

Mail this to me.

Yes, sir. I'll mail you everything.

Are you drinking tea?

Coffee, sir.

- No? - No. milk.

- Only milk. - Milk.

Only milk?

Yeah. Okay?

Okay, sir.

- Milk. - Milk.

Thank you, sir.

Put it in the account.

Sir...

The girl's name is Aazma Khan.

Her address is on her Aadhar Card.

Pachmadi, Bhopal. We're getting the details.

Okay.

Sir, the trajectory reports have arrived

And your concerns are absolutely correct, sir.

Either there was a second shooter,

or the first shooter

came around the table

and shot Aazma from front of the table no. 4.

Like this.

And then maybe he ran out from the kitchen's backdoor.

There are no CCTV cameras there.

So, check the main road cameras.

Try to get a car number, face, clothes, description.

- Javed, get me a coffee. - Sir.

And, sir, we thoroughly scanned Aazma and Irfan's social media profiles.

They were good friends, sir.

There's another boy who can be seen frequently in their posts.

We're trying to find out who he is.

Also, try to find out

if Sarayu Seth or K Vishnu had any connections with any of the victims.

- Sir. - Yes, sir.

- Okay, sir. - Sir, coffee.

Sir we checked Sarayu Seth and K Vishnu's financial details,

Nothing suspicious.

Everything is clean.

Hold on.

Jai Hind, sir.

Minister Joshi has been constantly calling me to follow-up.

And now you're telling me

that Sarayu Seth was never the target.

Then why is SCU wasting its time on this random shooting case?

Because it doesn't seem like a random shooting to me, sir.

Explain.

Sir, in a bar shootout like this,

you'd assume a local pistol would be used.

But a 9mm Luger was used here, sir.

With a suppressor.

Something doesn't seem right in this cas

There is no motive behind killing Sarayu Seth and K Vishnu,

And all the others present in the bar were simple ordinary people.

With no suspicious history.

And yet, it has all the makings of a pre-meditated crime.

I cannot stall Joshi for too long.

I can give you two days, max.

Okay, sir.

We'll eat something later.

Doesn't matter.

Sir.

Irfan's CDR has arrived.

We spoke to many of his friends

and learned that he works for Good Time Decorators.

And he also lives there along with the rest of his friends.

Sir, there was a mention of a few other friends.

One was Aazma.

But we didn't tell them anything about Aazma.

And also, Rizwan.

Rizwan is definitely Irfan's friend.

Because when we called Pinto Garage using Irfan's phone.

Yes, Irfan, tell me,

Hello.

- Who? - Rizwan's friend Irfan?

- Tell him Rizwan's car is ready. - You talk to them.

Man...

Irfan. Santosh speaking.

Tell Rizwan that the front wheel had a flat.

And there was a problem with the Ballast

But I got it fixed.

- Okay. - Fine. I'll hang up.

We tried Rizwan and Aazma's phone numbers from Irfan's contact list.

But both are out of service.

This Rizwan is most important.

Since he is a friend, he can give us maximum information about these two.

Contact him.

- Hello. - Yes, hello.

You moved out of the house with three of my lunch boxes.

Return my lunch boxes.

Who is speaking?

Ganesh dabbawalla...

I cooked your boxes and ate them.

Don't call back again.

Idiot. Hang up.

Sir, return my lunch boxes now...

Yes. You're calling me again...

Dad?

Who?... Nicky?

I thought you were a dabawalla.

- What? Dabawalla? - Yes.

What are you saying dad?

How are you?

I am okay.

Dad, you were supposed to send me pictures of your new home.

Also, have you started unpacking?

Just finished unpacking everything.

What happened, dad?

You sound low.

It's nothing.

Just tired. Exhausted.

Where are you?

Office. SCU.

It's a complicated case.

Dad, you need a life beyond this.

Enough of these complicated cases.

You have to move on.

I am trying to do just that, child.

Moving on.

It's why I sold that old house.

I don't like how you are sounding.

Are there people with you?

Amit, Sanjana, Raj, they are all here.

Okay, Fine. I'm video-calling you.

- Show me. - No...

- No... - They are all busy.

Very busy. I'm fine.

Okay.

By the way, did your project get approve

Yes. And mostly likely in a day or two

I'll be flying to Spain. I am excited.

Congratulations, Nicky.

I am so proud of you, my child.

Thank you, dad. I wish you were here.

Take a small break and come for a holiday.

I promise I will, once this case is over.

I'll go straight to the airport.

- Promise you'll come. - I promise! Promise.

Okay. Okay, listen...

Yeah...yeah... Dinner has arrived.

And I've some work to do, okay.

Yeah, yeah, go have dinner.

Love you, dad. Bye.

Love you. Okay, listen.

Be careful in Spain.

Yes, Dad.

Okay. Always.

And you take care.

Always, my child. Always

Bye.

Bye.

"Oh, life am so faithful to you..."

"Even in my painful solitude, I strive to survive."

ACP Verma, I got your message. Tell me.

Doctor, did you start the autopsy on 87C9?

I am doing just that. The young woman.

A quick question.

Was the entry wound a contact wound?

Yes.

There was singeing near the wound due to burnt particles.

Also, she had bruises on both sides of her face.

During the shootout, she fell on her right.

So, the bruise on her right cheek was because of that.

And the bruise on her left cheek...

was it post or ante?

Ante. But max, a day or two old.

The skin had an indentation of a ring.

Seems like someone punched her hard.

I see.

Okay, thank you, doctor.

Okay.

Someone punched her.

A day or two later, she was shot dead.

Straight to the heart.

There has to be a connection.

An old lover, maybe?

I'm glad you asked.

Sir, please lower the volume.

There is a meeting going on in the room next door.

Get out!

Get out!

When am I getting out of here? Out of this jail.

In three more days.

But if you keep misbehaving,

you'll be here for six more months.

Listen...

Listen, don't you want to be an actress?

Then stop behaving like a child.

I want to meet my mom and dad.

They must be desperately looking for me

No one's looking for you. How many times should I tell you this?

They have all forgotten you.

- We are your only family-- - You are lying!

How can Nanu forget me?

I am his younger sister.

- Asha. - Coming, sister.

How can anyone forget their kid sister?

I tied Rakhi to him.

How can he forget me?

I want to play with him.

I want to go home.

Gaurav, issue sorted?

Good morning, my love.

Issue sorted?

Nothing on the news yet.

She hasn't even been identified yet.

Good.

- Get me some yogurt. - Yes, sir.

Keep it here.

Here you go.

Listen, this was a one-off.

Don't worry.

We are safe now. Nothing is going to happen to us

And the client?

F*** that client.

I threw him out of the club.

- Let me finish this first. - Yes, sir.

Don't let me see you here again.

Listen, are the new packages ready?

Almost.

Transportation team?

Same. That is how you build loyalty, bro.

Listen, are you coming this time?

Arjun.

What?

Until I don't say 'enter'

Do not enter.

Now, don't just stand there. Tell me.

Sir, is this your package?

Is my name on it?

No.

How many times have I told you to only bring me packages

That have my name on it, because those are my props.

And for an artist, his props are necessary.

Like how a lame man needs his crutches.

And yet,

a life that needs crutches is not worth living.

Why are you staring at me?

Are you in a museum?

Shoo.

Shoo.

- Listen. - Mister.

Yes, madam.

- Did Irfan work here? - Yes.

Did Rizwan visit him?

Yes, he did.

- Pardon me, do you know her? - Yes, we do.

Yes, Aazma.

Where does she live?

- That building. - In that building, the one in the front

- That one? - Yes.

And where does Rizwan live?

- He lives next to that building. - There.

Over there?

Come, sir. This way.

This is the one.

Rizwan is not at home. He's gone to his village.

Let's go.

- Ready? - Yeah.

All clear, sir.

All clear, sir.

Aazma definitely had something

that the killer wanted.

And which he didn't find at the bar.

And maybe he's found it now.

Look for the things that they have missed then.

Sir.

Sir, these are all designer brands.

Rich boyfriend?

A rich boyfriend

doesn't reflect in the rest of the house

Sir, this...

This definitely looks like somebody with rich taste

and a deep pocket has bought for her.

Escort?

Dr. Saifuddin.

Direct to home courier.

Munira Khan.

This receipt is for the fourth.

Bhopal. This is Aazma's home address.

- Greetings. - Greetings.

How can I help you?

Well...

Doctor, is your prescription for Aazma?

Yes.

Do you know Aazma well?

Yes.

And Irfan Sheikh.

Him too.

And who are you?

This is ACP Verma.

I am Inspector Bhatia.

Did the kids do something wrong?

Actually, doctor, Aazma and Irfan died in an incident.

What?

And Rizwan?

He wasn't with them.

We want to talk to him. But his phone is switched off.

Yes, he's visiting his village.

Why did Aazma come to you on the 3rd?

Someone punched that child in the face.

She came to get treated.

Doctor, did Irfan have any family?

No.

Did Aazma live alone?

Her father passed away long ago.

Aazma used to live with her mother Munir

One day, she got furious about something and went back to her village,

and never returned.

Mother and daughter constantly had

fights over Azma's profession.

Doctor, here is my card.

Please tell Rizwan to call me as soon as he returns?

Yes.

Thank you for helping us out.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

What did the wretch do this time?

Actually, aunty, Aazma died in an incident a few days ago

What? What nonsense are you talking?

What happened to her? What happened? This can't be possible

- What happened to my daughter? - Please, control yourself...

- My daughter cannot be dead. - Please, pull yourself together.

What happened to her?

Aazma!

Aazma!

- Aazma! - Aunty, listen.

Aazma!

Aunty, listen.

Where did you throw that envelope?

It must still be there in the basket.

Yes.

Sir. Here's the envelope.

- Pen drive. - Check it out.

Aazma witnessed a murder.

This photo was taken from someone's laptop.

Zoom into her eyes.

Yeah.

Just a minute.

Wait a second.

See this.

It's the...

Isn't she the same girl?

Yes.

It's just a matter of a few days.

Stay together and adjust

Settle down, Arjun.

Sit down.

Sit, Arjun.

Where did you vanish?

Your dad paid for 10 sessions.

You attended only three.

And now, you show up almost a year later.

My dad died after that.

Why did he have to die?

And then mom died.

I found a father with great difficulty.

And then he died.

And then...

my auditorium is empty.

Okay, tell me one thing.

What is upsetting you?

That your father died.

Or that your auditorium is empty.

Empty.

It's all empty.

Do you understand hollowness, madam therapist?

Or are you like a painting of a sorrow?

A face...

without a heart.

Arjun.

Arjun, we're not done as yet.

Yes, Dr. Saifuddin. Tell me.

Hello.

Sir, he is Rizwan.

You can talk to him,

- whilst I go for my prayers. - Yes.

Lock the door behind you, son.

Bye.

Aazma and Irfan were your friends.

Sorry. Sit down.

When was the last time you met them?

Sir,

I last met Irfan on the 4th before leaving for my native place.

And met Aazma a day before.

On the 3rd.

But someone had punched her in the face that day.

Did you two have a fight?

Sir, I didn't punch her.

She was my friend!

Who punched her then?

- I don't know. - And you call yourself her friend.

You don't know who punched her.

I asked her, sir, but she wouldn't tell me.

All she said was this is common in her line of business.

Was she an escort?

She didn't work on the streets.

She used to go with some high-class clients.

Who was her manager?

I don't know, sir. I don't.

We were friends. We would talk,

but she never spoke much about her profession.

Now.

Tell me from the beginning what happened that day.

She called at around 8 o'clock.

Saying she needs to go to hospital.

I rushed to meet her at Hill Road.

But then I thought if I took her to the hospital,

the police would get involved.

She also had a headache,

so I brought her here to doctor uncle.

Who did she meet? Did she give a name?

And was it at a hotel or a...

She didn't give me any name.

Must have been a hotel.

But she said,

she got paid 10,000 rupees extra.

As compensation.

Where is your native place?

What?

Native place?

It's...

- Achalgadh. - What time was your train?

I don't remember clearly, sir.

I prayed namaz and

and boarded the train.

Do you have the ticket?

Ticket?

Wait a minute.

No, This is today's ticket.

I don't think I still have the ticket for the 4th.

Wait...

This.

4th November, 16:00 hours.

Your best friends died here,

and no one called to inform you?

We barely have electricity in our villag where will we get network.

I heard about it today as soon as I came back,

and rushed to see uncle here.

What work do you do?

I take biryani orders.

And also book bus tickets on commission.

Did Irfan and Aazma have any enemies?

Maybe an old lover of Aazma.

No.

Keep my card.

If you remember anything, call me.

Yes.

Jaya, you were right.

Zoom into the eyes.

The petechiae in both the images...

Such hemorrhaging only occurs in strangulations.

The picture on the left was taken after strangling the girl.

And then to cover up the strangulation she was shot in the neck,

so that it looks like a random killing.

Did you get her details?

Just came in, sir. The victim's name is Tara Sachdev.

She took a flight on the 1st from Mumbai to Jaipur.

And checked in at the Pink City Hotel.

The booking was done online for 10 days.

Who made the booking?

She made the booking herself. Paid for five days in advance.

The manager said she stayed in the hotel on the first night.

But she stepped out of the hotel on second morning,

and never came back.

Who found the body?

Some bird watcher group found the body.

But, by the time we got there,

they had already trampled all over the crime scene.

What about DNA profiling for rape?

According to the preliminary report from the hospital,

internal organs had bruising.

And... there was evidence of sexual activity before death.

But forensic evidence must have been contaminated.

Unfortunately, yes.

- Did you get a vaginal swap done? - We did.

But the results will take time to come i

The person who owned the laptop from which Azma clicked Tara's picture, knew

who Tara's murderer was.

Therefore, the same person must be responsible

for Aazma's murder too.

Jaya, keep us informed.

Sanjana will coordinate from our end.

- Yes, sir. - Bye.

Put some strength, you idiot.

Hands like butter.

Hello.

Arjun speaking.

You called?

Why the f*** is your phone always switched off?

It's never reachable whenever I call.

Anyway, I have f***ing good news.

You'll be blown after hearing this.

Other than the conference...

Sir, juice.

What are you doing, boy?

- Wait. - Yes.

- Pour 90 ml in this. - Yes.

Other than the conference, an old client of mine is arriving.

Sheikh Sayeed Al Zayan.

on the same dates.

And if he likes the goods,

he doesn't negotiate.

Understand?

Can you find a sensational-looking young bud.

- Is anyone ready? - Of course.

That's what I love about you.

Listen, are you coming this time?

I've something important to discuss with you?

Huh?

Hello.

Hello.

Bloody lunatic.

Yeah, Amit.

Jaya, we got some information on Tara.

The team that went to Tara's house in Dahisar

said that her house was very basic.

But her cupboard was filled with expensive clothes.

And they found a red high-end luxury bag,

exactly like the one Aazma had.

Meaning they worked for the same organization?

Seems that way.

Any information from your end?

The car in which Tara left the hotel, well the

manager couldn't read the name properly.

But it was some tours and travels.

It was a white Innova and headed towards NH76.

- That's it. - Okay, Jaya. Thank you.

Keep us in the loop.

Yes, sir.

Sir, Aazma's CDR has arrived.

Come on then. - One moment.

She deleted several pictures from the gallery.

Tara's picture isn't on it either.

Cyber is trying to retrieve everything,

so we focused on calls and messages.

Hey, according to this

on 3rd morning at 8 o'clock

Aazma called Rizwan.

So this must have been when she was leaving the hotel.

If she dialed Rizwan at the same time,

- then we can check her location history - Location history.

There's no hotel.

Maybe she walked away from the place and made a call?

Possible.

Sir, excluding Irfan and Rizwan,

she had two other constants in her life.

Amisha Kaushal and Rajeev Singh.

Amisha is a friend, sir.

Rajeev looks like a client.

There are chats about meeting in a hotel

But the most interesting thing is this, sir.

I'll show you. Come.

Such messages were received every month.

It's like a code.

The sender's number changed every month.

But the message style and the type remained the same.

And this is a second type of message.

Tomorrow night, Sam's Eleven. Key same place.

And sir, these 'key' messages

came from the same number every month.

This could be Sam.

Like let's meet at Sam's place or something.

Show me the names of the buildings around the location.

Yes, sir.

There's Amber, Belscot.

Then Kaveri, Samruddhi, Riddhi.

Samruddhi?

Sam's.

Meaning these are names of buildings!!!

Tomorrow...night...

Sam's same place...

When did she receive this message? in November?

Sir, 1st November.

1st November?

So, on 2nd night, Aazma went to meet someone at Sam's.

And then the same guy punched her on 3rd morning

And he's also the owner of the laptop,

from which Tara's photo was captured.

The number from which the message was sent...

Call that number immediately.

That's our bloody guy!

The number you're trying to call is currently not reachable.

Sir, I'll get it traced immediately.

Have you read all the messages? We are not missing anything?

We had stopped on November 1st.

Random messages on the 2nd.

Again, no messages on the 3rd.

On the 4th...

Sir, there is a message on the 4th.

morning 8 o'clock to Amisha.

Hi, we need to talk.

Same place, 30 minutes.

Don't tell anyone about our meeting.

Let's meet her tomorrow. And also, that Rajeev Singh.

Sir.

And the two of us will visit Samruddhi tomorrow.

Let's check whether Sam is Samruddhi.

And you two start tracking all the numbers.

- Yes, sir. - Okay.

Good night

Excuse me.

- Is there a security guard here? - No.

Where can we find the secretary?

No. No secretary also.

What's the matter? Need any help?

No, where is flat no. 235.

No, there is no such flat with that kind of number here.

Wait a second...

Flat no. 50. Flat no. 40.

There are no double digit flats here either.

504, may be?

Yes, yes 504.

No one here, sir.

Only newspapers.

Guess no one's home here either.

Let's go.

So, Sam is Samruddhi.

Find out who owns the flat.

Sir.

I don't care, Gracie.

- Just get the invoice signed. - Yes, Aarti ma'am.

I hate incompetency.

Excuse me.

Who do you want to meet?

Rajeev Singh.

Do you have an appointment?

For now, we have this.

Hello. Come in.

Gracie said you two are police officers.

Special Crime Unit.

Have a seat.

So... Tell me.

We are investigating a murder.

You were one of the person's the victim had called.

Who?

Aazma Khan.

Oh...but I am sorry. You are mistaken.

I don't know any Aazma.

But the records show,

Aazma called you a day before she died.

You two even spoke for five minutes.

You would text her.

Meet her at hotels.

No, there must be a mistake.

This is a case of severe bad memory.

A trip to the police station will jog it.

Raj, book him.

Come on. You can't do that.

- I need my lawyer... - Come on, let's go.

All that in the police station. Come on.

- Come on. - No, please wait. Wait.

Please, take a seat.

Please.

Sit.

Sit down.

Let's start from the beginning.

How do you know Aazma?

A couple of months back,

I was attending a function.

Are you okay?

Excuse me. Can you please help her?

Yeah.

Excuse me. Better now?

Oh yeah.

These expensive champagnes don't agree with me one bit.

Sorry. Your purse.

Were you waiting here just to return my purse?

I...

Haven't come across a man as sweet as you in this profession.

No problem.

Profession meaning?

I am here with a client.

My name is Aazma.

And you?

Rajeev.

So, Rajeev, won't you give me a chance to thank you?

Call me.

We got together a couple of times.

She was very sweet.

A couple of days ago, she called suddenl

I was surprised.

I clearly told her that I would initiate the calls.

Because I didn't want her to call me when I was with my wife.

And that's exactly what happened.

And...

I was terrified.

So I just yelled at her.

And hung up, that's all.

She never called after that,

and now you're telling me that...

She is dead.

Where would you two meet?

Arti, my wife, deals in art.

She has clients coming in from different countries,

and we have round the year bookings at two hotels for their stay.

So... that's where we met.

What exactly do you do, Mr. Singh?

What job do you do?

Logistics.

Where else do you have branches?

Other than Mumbai we have a branch in Bengaluru

Which escort agency did Aazma work for?

I never asked. I used to call her directly.

Okay. We'll be in touch.

We already know '05' is a date.

23 must be 24-hour's time zone.

And the numbers in the middle

is the flat number.

Rajeev Singh is just a person of interes

But keep him on the radar.

Sit down.

Sandwich.

Sir, would you like to have some?

No, it's okay.

Thank you.

Sir, we have never seen you eat.

Sorry, sir.

Phone numbers.

All the various numbers that were used

are out of service.

So obviously they were burner numbers.

We spoke to the service provider and found out

there was a Mrs. Poonam Sharma who purchased them.

12 sims in total.

Twelve sims?

Bring her in.

But be on guard.

Maybe someone is forcing her to do this.

Sir, we have to meet Amisha in an hour,

at Sunrise Café, Versova.

Let's go.

Amisha?

Was it you who called?

Your friend Aazma was murdered? You know that, right?

Who do you and Aazma work for, Amisha?

We don't know their names.

We only get a text for the jobs.

2050409TRI, like that?

What is 'TRI'?

Name of the building.

TRILOK.

There are several buildings.

TRI. KAB. ANA.

Location and time can be deciphered after reading the text.

Can you give us the addresses of these buildings?

Thank you.

Where are you from, Amisha?

Amalner.

Amalner to Mumbai?

So far?

How did you get here all on your own?

Few people came to my house.

I went with them.

Did they force your parents to send you?

No force was necessary, sir.

My Mom happily sent me away.

And I came to Mumbai.

Then?

Then they took me to a hotel one day.

They said "an influential person will take your audition".

And if he likes you, he will turn your life around.

And he turned my life around.

This continued for a couple of days.

After that...

It was all over.

Later they said, what's done is done.

We'll give you a better life.

Then my real training started.

And I became an escort.

On the 3rd,

Aazma was assaulted by a client.

Because she saw something on the client's laptop.

On the 4th, she texted you, asked you to meet her because

she had something urgent to tell you.

What was it?

Aazma was planning something,

which got her killed.

You're now asking me the same question that got her killed.

- No, child... - One text from her put me in trouble,

And now you're doing the same with me.

No, child. Listen to me.

Tell us...who are you afraid of?

Give us a name and address and we'll give you protection.

Amisha.

Amisha.

- Wait... - Amisha.

Amisha.

Read this.

I'm going out of town for few days.

We'll meet later at a safer place.

Send surveillance to her home immediatel

They should reach her home before she does.

Okay.

Poonam Sharma.

Thank you.

Sir, post her hip-surgery,

Poonam visited a small clinic for physiotherapy.

She doesn't remember the name now.

She met a woman there

who took her to two phone stores.

Poonam gave her Aadhar Card,

and the lady bought six sim cards from both the phone stores using cash.

So, 12 sim cards in total.

Later the woman paid Poonam 15,000 rupee

and dropped her home.

Didn't Poonam ask why she needed so many sim cards?

And how did that woman look?

Sir, she's on a wheelchair.

She 80-years old.

She didn't ask any questions or remember any faces.

- Are you two cops? - Yes.

Can you make tea for me?

I haven't had a cup of tea in three days

When were the sim cards purchased?

1st of July.

So July onwards.

I think the sims are used for a month and then deactivated.

There must be other people like Poonam,

whose credentials are used to buy sim cards.

Is Amisha's phone still switched off?

It's off.

If there is no communication from her until tonight,

we'll pay her a visit tomorrow.

Yes, sir.

Thank you. Goodnight.

- Goodnight, sir. - Goodnight, sir.

Sir...

You are still here?

I was just leaving.

Thought I'd ask if you needed anything.

Get me a coffee.

I recently moved to this new house.

So the walls don't talk to me.

You talk to walls?

How amusing.

I can't even see the walls in my home

Because clothes of ten people hang over

I wish we had a home like yours.

At least I would know what the color of the house was

The convoy of desires is a strange one.

It Often takes you on a road that leads to nowhere.

What?

Get my coffee?

Be right back with your coffee.

Go.

- Jai Hind, sir. - Jai Hind.

- All good? - Yes, sir.

She's been home since 6:30.

Which is her flat?

That one on the first floor.

With the closed windows.

She didn't open her window since she got here?

- Or switch on her light? - No, sir.

Even I was wondering what she is up to in the darkness.

And she didn't step out either?

No, sir. There is just one gate.

And I never budged from here.

Idiot!

f***.

Push!

Push!

"I am fed up with my life.

Tell my family I am sorry."

Sir.

No latent fingerprints.

It's not a suicide, is it?

No.

She has a head injury.

But the COD can only be confirmed after the postmortem.

Also, there are no lacerations.

And the cut is too clean and too deep.

Almost violent.

Radial and ulna are slashed across.

And... the position of the incision is all wrong.

Was she right-handed?

Yes.

Any right-handed person will slash left to right.

In a downward stroke.

Or horizontal, across the wrist.

But this is right to left.

The blood spurt is also not what it should be,

which also suggests that the injury was after death.

Approximate TOD... rigor hasn't reached here as yet.

It's minimal stage.

Rough estimate - between 7pm to 9pm.

Sir. Over here.

Careful.

Sir, this is Rasika ji. Amisha's neighbor.

She told us Amisha had a mother and a grandmother.

No, please don't look here.

Come with me.

Rasika ji, what time did she come home tonight?

6:30 pm.

She was in tears.

I made some tea for her,

and she left after 30 minutes.

When did you last speak to her?

I wish I had called.

But she said she had a flight tomorrow,

and she hadn't finished packing.

Was she going somewhere?

She often travelled for work.

Said she will be back in a couple of day

Do you have the address for Amisha's grandma and her mother?

No.

Thank you, Rasika ji.

If you remember anything,

call us.

Yes.

So...

Did you find her mobile?

No, sir.

Find her grandma's number.

Call her grandma and mother here.

She was travelling.

So check for flight and other details

Sir.

Guess there is no CCTV?

No, sir.

Canvas the entire building.

Don't look at the time.

They are lucky to see another day.

Wake everyone up!

Most important, talk to the kids.

Did they see anyone enter the building when they were playing?

This was our doing.

She died because of our negligence.

f***.

F***!

We have not been invited here for tea that you're playing with her doll.

We entered her house without her permission,

because her life was interrupted by deat

So, whatever you touch,

treat it with some respect.

Sir, Amisha's grandma is on her way.

Javed is bringing her here.

Okay.

Sir.

It's a date chart.

On which she has blocked 11th to 15th.

To Jaipur.

Jaipur?

Was she travelling to Jaipur.

And there's something scribbled next to the date. It's too sma

Show me.

"Many more bodies will fall."

"Many more..."

Something-something... "Drama".

"Many more..."

"Many more bodies..."

Many more...girls?

Amisha was booked on some flight.

Just find out.

Also...find out

how many single girls are travelling on that flight.

Aged between 15 to 21.

Just to save time...

Exclude all the girls travelling with their family.

Okay.

Fast. Fast. We don't have time.

Sir, there's another name scribbled

- on the Jaipur dates. - What?

Arjun Chauhan.

Maybe he's a client.

Arjun Chauhan.

Check him out too.

Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool,

Farewell!

Amisha?

Sanjana.

I want to see Amisha.

Come with me, grandma.

Yes. Come on.

This room over here.

- Amisha. - Yes.

Come.

Where is Amisha?

Grandma, you can't see Amisha yet.

Why?

Because you never could find the time

For her when she was alive.

That time has now passed.

And you will now have to wait.

What are you saying?

The truth.

You took away her innocence.

What sort of a grandma is she?

You threw her in an abyss.

And also cut off the rope.

Did you have no desire to meet her?

How would I meet her?

Where would I go?

I didn't have an address or a phone number.

I fought with Surekha so often.

urging her to bring my child back.

But she separated me from her.

How...did she separate you two?

We need to know that.

Please tell her that.

So that we can make some sense of her death.

Ask her mother. Ask her.

She only only 14-years-old,

when they came for my child.

Who? Do you remember any names?

There was a guy and a woman.

They claimed to give her work.

They said they will make her a star

since she is so beautiful.

Give her a better life.

I tried hard to refuse.

I said she is too young.

It's her time to study.

But Surekha wouldn't listen.

She was greedy for money.

I quietly gave my phone to Ami

when they were taking her.

I told her to call me.

But when I called on the number,

it was switched off.

Then suddenly, Ami called up two days ago.

- Hello. - Grandma.

Ami?

Grandma.

How are you?

Is this your new number?

But she said nothing.

I kept calling out her name

but the call got disconnected.

Please let me see Ami.

Let me talk to her.

Grandma, can you give us Amisha's mother's address?

I heard she has throat cancer.

She is dying in some hospital.

Let me see my child. Only once.

You can see her in two days. Please.

Let me see her face once.

- How can I live without seeing her face - No...I...

- Ami. - Careful.

For the victim and their family,

we're the last resort for delivering justice.

We cannot grieve

or be weak.

We don't have that luxury.

So, back to work.

Sir. Sir.

Come on.

Sir.

Amisha Kaushal's name is on the 1:30 Fly Asia flight.

There are 25 more single girls booked on this flight

aged between 15 and 18.

Five more girls aged 25 or 26.

Rest are all 30 plus.

What is Tara's age?

- 17. - Okay.

All the girls aged between 15 and 18 on the Fly Asia flight,

put them on the screen.

Yes, sir.

Sir, these girls are between 15 and 16 years of age,

except for Latika Patil and Amisha Kaushal.

They are both 17 years old.

Call all the girls,

and ask them their purpose for being in Jaipur and their address.

Shall we check with the local police station, sir?

Won't matter. There wouldn't be an FIR.

- Call Jaya immediately. - Yes sir.

What?

Send me the list, sir.

Shit. It's already 2:50.

The flight will land any minute. I'll leave now.

"Come with me."

"I'll take you away."

"Come with me."

- "I'll take you away." - Hurry up.

You're the man, bro.

It's a palace.

Awesome, man.

Is everything arranged for?

Wow.

Awesome.

Greetings. Welcome, welcome. welcome.

Welcome.

Wow. What a place.

Nice.

- Greetings. - Welcome.

- Greetings, sir. - Awesome, man.

"Moustaches ought to be like Nathu Lal."

Guys, how do you like the place?

It's paradise on earth.

True that, bro.

It's Sunny bro's bachelorhood after all.

It's bachelor-hit.

It's not bachelor-hit, it's bachelorette

Sorry. - Whatever.

It's Sunny bro's pre-wedding night.

Cheers!

- Check the exits. - Yes, ma'am.

Are you from Mumbai?

- Who else is with you? - Mummy.

Come on, dear. Daddy is waiting for us.

Why do you believe it's all linked together?

Sir, Aazma clicked Tara's picture from someone's laptop.

She went to Night Owl Bar, where she was murdered.

She told Amisha about Tara's picture.

Amisha was also murdered.

Tara, Aazma, Amisha.

All of them were escorts.

Call girls.

And their MO suggest

they were working for the same group.

The same group is traveling to Jaipur

with girls aged 15 and 16 years.

My team has informed me that the flight has landed.

And out of all the girls travelling alone on the flight,

the phones of seven girls are switched off.

Sir, it's a clear-cut human trafficking case,

This is our only window.

We have to go very hard on them!

Right, let's get the CBI involved.

Because their department looking into human-trafficking...

You can involve anyone you want.

But...my team and I must leave for Jaipur immediately.

By the team the CBI is briefed and they spring into action,

the girls would have been raped, sir.

Fine. Do it your way.

But I can only sanction funds for two tickets.

You will have to handle accommodation.

Okay, sir.

Know this.

If this mission fails,

then I'll be forced to shut down SCU.

You know, several people don't like this department,

or spending funds for it.

Anyway. Thank you, sir.

Jai Hind, sir.

- ACP Verma. - Yes.

If you're right about these girls.

Bring them back safe and sound.

Thank you for support, sir.

Jai Hind.

Sir. Madam is waiting for you.

Look. Money.

You said it's a small job.

It was a small job.

But this new bachelorette trend has take Delhi-Haryana by storm.

And I took advantage of the situation.

I already took my share of 50.

Here's your share. 70.

The rest were expenses.

Accommodation. Transportation.

Etcetera.

Don't screw me later asking for details.

Arjun.

The conference starts next month.

And even that bisexual Sheikh Saeed is coming.

Of course.

We've to find more cracker babes.

What's with your cough?

f*** it. Cheers!

Put it here.

Hurry up.

Quickly. We don't have time.

Brother.

How much longer.

Did you all give me your phones?

Yes, we did.

Hello? All good?

Sister, can I call my family.

I miss my mom.

- Yes, sister. One call, please. - Please. Just one call.

Are you all out of your minds?

Listen to me clearly.

Today is an important day for all of you

You will all be auditioned today.

So just focus on that and nothing else.

Okay?

Why did we come so far away?

Yes, sister. I don't want to audition.

Let's go back home. I don't want to stay here.

- Yes, sister. Please. - Calm down.

Don't say such things all of you.

Look, we came...

Sister, I feel like puking. I must go to the bathroom.

Where is the bathroom now?

Its right there. Hurry.

Go on.

Sir, try this.

The number you're trying to call is not reachable

Why is mom's number unreachable?

- Hello. - Hello, Rimjhim Aney?

Quiet! Everyone quiet!

Madam, we're speaking on behalf of the airlines.

Is this Rimjhim Aney speaking?

Where are you staying in Jaipur? Do you know the address?

I don't know, but we're here with a woman.

What do you mean by 'we'? How many of you are there?

What woman? What is her name?

I'll be right back.

I don't know. There are six of us.

- Yes. - Please, can you call my mom.

Rimjhim.

Hello.

Coming, sister.

Hello.

Rimjhim.

Rimjhim.

What happened, sir?

It just got connected.

Rimjhim, where is your phone?

Sorry, I forgot it was in my pocket.

Even this number is switched off.

Check their names in all the hotels.

But very discreetly, okay?

Because if someone's involved in the hotel booking,

then everything could go wrong.

Yes, sir.

Amit, go on.

Sir, I connected with one of the girls- Rimjhim Aney.

Good job!

She said there are six girls.

And they are being accompanied by some woman whom she called, Sister.

Then someone called out her name,

she said I am coming, and then the call got disconnected.

When I redialed her number, It was switched off.

Okay, give me the number.

We'll get the GPS coordinates.

- Okay. - Alright, sir.

I'll get permission from SP sir.

Meanwhile, we'll start the trace.

What's the matter, bro?

Why are you sitting here?

Come and swim.

Are you not having fun?

Who is your friend, Bunty?

Something doesn't seem right to me.

Do you also do drugs?

Sometimes.

And these things are normal in bachelorettes.

The party has only begun.

A gift will be waiting for us in our room tonight courtesy of Sunny.

Imported booze?

Is that all you can think of?

Imported booze.

Since everyone knows, you should too.

Tonight, there will be a girl in every room courtesy of Sunny.

Sweet virgins aged 15 and 16 years.

Is this some joke.

No.

Girls?

If you do not examine a body

how will you ever become a doctor?

Have you lost your mind?

15 and 16 year old girls.

It's called rape, you moron. Rape.

10-years of jail time if you get caught.

You can do all the examination you want.

I don't want to destroy my career.

Tell your friend Sunny to get me out of here.

Listen.

Hey...what happened?

- All good? - Yes, all good. Great.

He's the MLA's son. He carries a gun in his pocket.

Bro, if he finds out you're going to mess things up,

he will get us both killed.

- Come on. - Hold it. Hold it.

Let's chill. Cheers, bro.

It should look like we're enjoying.

Come on.

Come on, girls.

Hurry up. Hurry up.

Rimjhim, this is your room.

And the rest of you take any room you want.

Come on.

I won't say alone in the room, sister?

I am scared. Can't we stay together?

Yes, sister. We are scared.

How can you all stay together?

This is your audition.

You will all be auditioned separately by separate sirs.

So you all need a separate room.

Come on, hurry up.

We'll come back at the time of the audition.

Something doesn't seem right to me. I won't stay in the room alone.

Please, sister. We won't.

Quiet. I've had enough.

Don't you get it? Complaining like little children.

Oh yes, another thing.

No one will bolt their doors from inside

Because I need to bring you your clothes and do some makeup.

Okay. Come on. Hurry up, Rimjhim.

Come on, girls. Take any room.

Where is Latika?

There you are. Hurry up.

Thank you.

Quickly, hurry up.

Coordinates point to this.

An hour from Jaipur.

So...

So, it has to be between...

Has to be between these two towers.

Okay, let's go then.

Tonight, will be a night of joy.

Right, Bunty.

Come over here.

Excited, bro. Excited.

Sunny.

- Bunty. - Try this.

Bunty.

Bunty.

Is your brother a moron?

He's been glued to his phone since we got here.

What the f*** is he searching for that we don't know?

Check his phone.

Even we want to see.

Show us.

Grab the phone from him.

Take it.

Oh, f***...

Oh, f***...

What is this?

It's broken now.

I don't like this behavior.

Bunty, I am leaving. You can stay if you want.

He's leaving. Ravi.

Listen up.

Where will you go at this hour?

Okay.

Relax, bro. It won't happen again.

Come on.

- Sir. - Yes.

The manager is saying

there was a woman here with five or six girls.

They ate and left in a car.

It was a big white car. Tourist car.

But he couldn't read the name.

Are there any hotels up ahead?

No, sir. No hotels for 10 or 12 kilometers.

The direction we came from,

there's a dirt path leading inwards.

- Where does it go? - That's just a dirt path, sir.

There are no hotels there.

But there are one or two villas an hour down that road.

Villas?

An hour meaning...

Oh, shit.

Let's get to work.

Siddhu.

"You'll get it too..."

This is my room.

Meaning Sunny's room.

You guys take any room you like.

Go on.

Let's go, Siddhu. Best of luck.

f*** yes... Come on.

That's mine.

This one's mine. You take the other one.

Why so slow, prince? Hurry up.

Go inside. You'll have a lot of fun.

Go on.

- Come on, sweetheart. - No!

- This is a gift from Sunny. - No!

Please, no.

No.

Come on.

Please.

Who locked the door?

Bunty!

Hey...sit back down.

Don't come any closer.

Sit down.

Help me.

Open up.

Open the door.

Open up.

Open the door.

- Where are the girls? - On the first floor, sir.

Come on.

Take him away.

Move. Let's go.

Help! Help!

Check.

Check every room.

Open the door.

Police. Open the door.

Open the door.

Open the door.

Open the door!

Open the door.

Open the door!

Open the door.

Open the door!

Break it down.

Open the door.

Open the door.

Open the door!

Open.

Jaya. Jaya.

Rascal... Come out.

Arrest him.

Why you...

Come out. Take her away.

- Mom. - Come on.

She is like my sister. I didn't do anything.

You...

Help!

- Take him away. - Anybody there?

Thank you, sir!

What are you doing?

I haven't done anything.

- What the f*** is it? - Gaurav, it's a police raid.

Are you messing with me?

- Get back. I will shoot her. - Let the girl go.

Stay back.

- Relax. - I will shoot her.

Stay back.

Listen to me.

- What is his name? - Sunny.

Listen to me, Sunny. Let the girl go.

You think I am a moron?

Stay back or I will blow her brains out.

Stay back.

Know this, if you harm her

the police will use you as target practice,

and there will be nothing left but strips of meat.

A one way ticket from Jaipur to hell is certain then.

Understood?

- Let her go. - Why?

Do you want her for yourself?

Yes, I want the girl.

You...

You'll have bachelorette parties with little girls, will you?

Pick up the phone. Pick it up!

- Arjun. - Yes.

We are bloody f***ed.

Anika has given her confession.

And the three caretakers from the villa are talking, as we speak.

You still have time.

If you cooperate, we can work out a deal

- And if you don't... - Then?

You'll be arrested under the POCSO Act.

And if we add Tara's case,

you will also be charged with IPC 302.

Why don't you say something?

- Gaurav, relax. - I did not kill Tara.

- Tell her. I did not kill her. - Calm down.

- I wasn't even involved in it. - Gaurav, calm down.

Calm down. I need to speak with my client in privat

Hurry up.

My client is ready to cooperate.

So, let's discuss immunity.

Sir, I am not involved in any of this.

I was peacefully sitting at home,

when they dragged me here.

I swear...I am not involved in this.

I will tell you who all are involved her

This is the guy, sir.

Arjun Chauhan.

Arjun Chauhan?

This name was also scribbled on Amisha's writing pad!

This is Arjun Chauhan.

He limps. Always cough.

And has a weird way of speaking.

The number Arjun used to call Gaurav was a burner number.

So that's a dead end.

But we're tracking his location from the last call he made.

I don't suppose he stayed at a hotel.

He probably booked an apartment.

Most definitely.

We're checking CCTV footage from railways and around Gaurav's office

I think he must have booked his own flight tickets.

He didn't need an airport pickup either.

So he must have hired a taxi or rickshaw from the airport.

Maybe he flew out a few days earlier.

Because we checked all the flights to Jaipur until yesterda

Exactly. And neither is he on any return flight back.

Maybe he didn't book a direct flight to Jaipur.

Maybe he took a rental and also went back the same way.

How many airports are in the vicinity?

Sanganer is the closest one. They have already been informed.

Then there's Ajmer...Pushkar...

Then comes Delhi, Udaipur and Jaisalmer.

Each one of them is a five-hour journey, But yes... it's possible.

We'll check anyway.

- Tej. - Yes, madam.

Railways and bus depot counters have been informed.

They have a name and the sketch,

so we just have to wait for the information to come in.

But sir, thanks to you we found Tara's murderer.

This, Jeremy Johnson.

Who the f*** is this, Jeremy Johnson?

He's an American, Lives in Dubai.

It's going to be difficult.

So Gaurav Khanna runs a design shop, which is actually only a front

for running his illegal businesses.

But his main business is making porn videos.

He also runs a private club called The RBC.

The Rich Boy's Club.

The members are told about Indian virgins.

And members bid for them.

Their motto is...

We provide what your loins desire.

Apparently, Arjun contacted Gaurav two years ago.

And offered to supply virgin girls and boys for the club.

And that's how it all started.

Supplying virgins to bachelor parties is the new trend these days.

They call it... the pre-wedding night experience.

But...

why did Tara come to meet Jeremy Johnson all alone?

This wasn't Tara's first visit to Jaipur

And this moron Jeremy was crazy about he

This time on his trip to Jaipur from Dubai,

he said he wanted Tara for as long as he was in Jaipur.

Arjun sent Tara.

But that fmoron Jeremy...

He was a sadist.

Without violence...

He couldn't perform.

To act out his fantasy, he would strangle girls.

Unfortunately, in Tara's case, he lost control.

And you let him escape.

Sir...

And you let him escape.

- An innocent life was lost because of y - Sir...

Why are you hitting me?

Sir...

- She lost her life because of you. - Sir...

Sir, you cannot do this.

This is against human rights.

- Hey... - Human rights?

You cannot do this.

- What are you doing, sir? - Human rights?

- I'll shove human rights up your ass. - Sir...

Sir...

Sir, if he sues us,

it will look like we coerced a confession.

To hell with them.

Let them sue me and I'll deal with it.

We saved the children on time.

For that, thank you very much Jaya. Okay

But the real drama begins now.

The brains behind this racket is Arjun Chauhan.

But the final act will be written by us.

Sir. Avinash sir.

Avinash sir.

Sir.

Sir. Avinash sir.

- Sir. Avinash sir. - Sir.

- Sir. Avinash sir. - Sir.

Sir, we heard you arrested girls from Jaipur.

Are they connected to the Night Owl Bar murder case?

We're yet to see some results, ACP sir.

What is your opinion about this case?

Was Aazma a prostitute?

Are all these girls' prostitutes?

They are as much of a prostitute as you are.

Are you blind?

Don't you have any shame?

They are children.

You cannot talk to us like this, sir.

Why? Why not?

Do you think you are the only one who has the license to talk nonsense?

Sir, please answer us.

Sir, you didn't answer our questions?

Are the children safe?

Yes.

Congratulations.

- Thank you, sir. - This is a big achievement

for Mumbai Police.

And... Arjun Chauhan?

Who is he?

He is a phantom.

But we are on him.

This is good work.

But the fact remains these 10 unsolved murders

haven't received closure yet.

We're on it, sir.

The press is forcing our hand.

And I don't want to be in a situation

where I am compelled to take this case out of your hands.

Sir...

Aazma, Amisha, Jaipur...

They are all connected, sir.

Which case will you pull out, sir?

There is a press conference due in 36 hours.

On the Jaipur case.

The Night Owl Bar case will come up,

and Joshi will scream that we're side-lining his case.

And will put pressure to shut down SCU.

36-hours.

Get on with it or the case is out of SCU

I will try sir.

Jai Hind, sir.

Let's note it down.

- Good evening, sir. - Good evening.

Congratulations, sir.

Your call made the difference.

Thank you, sir.

God...

Amit, we are missing something.

This Arjun Chauhan guy is very clever.

But if have to checkmate the King

we first have to isolate the pawns around him

and take them down.

But who the f*** are these pawns?

Sir...one of the pawns is coming here.

Who?

The Samruddhi flat belongs to Mr. Jignesh Shah.

But he's leased the flat to someone for the two years.

A Ms.Piya Gupta.

- Good job. - Thank you, sir.

Also, we scanned the entire social media

But didn't find any Arjun Chauhan who fits our description.

Did you check the cars on the CCTV cameras?

Yes, sir.

I made this list, sir.

These are the car numbers, and names of owners.

And these are the reasons...

Reasons for them being... Around the Night Owl Bar.

But there is nothing there.

Show me.

Stop.

Bring me the murder file.

Skip to the page with Pinto's conversation.

Read it.

Hello, Irfan.

Rizwan's friend Irfan.

Tell him Rizwan's...

...car had a puncture, also there was a problem with the ballast.

I had it fixed.

Rewind.

Stop.

Play.

When the car lights flicker,

invariably there is a problem with the ballast.

Who is the owner of the car?

Some of these cars were in the blind spo

so their numbers were not clearly visibl

Go to Rizwan's interview.

And read the portion about the train.

What time was your train?

I don't remember clearly, sir?

Offered Isha ki Namaz and boarded the train.

Sir, this...

word is not clear.

Use the headphones.

What?

Sha...

Sha ki Namaz...

- Isha ki Namaz? - Isha ki Namaz!

I'll find out what time Isha ki Namaz is offered.

They were brown.

And hair.

And looked like this...

Longer hair.

She had tied a pony.

She always tied a ponytail.

Yes.

Yes, perfect. That was her.

Yes.

Girls, look at her.

Do you recognize her?

No.

No?

She used to train us.

Hello. Yeah, checking.

- Look at her. - Yes, she is the one.

It was her.

It was her.

Sir, Sanjana just confirmed.

Piya was also one of the women handling a group of girls.

Sir, Isha ki Namaz is offered between 7:30 and 7:45 pm.

The ticket Rizwan showed us,

was for the 4th.

But according to the train timetable,

the train to Achalgarh leaves at 4 pm on the 4th.

But the next day...

Which is on the 5th, the same trains departs at 9 pm.

So, If Rizwan boarded the train after offering Isha ki Namaz,

then he didn't board the train on the 4th he boarded it on the 5th

Call Pinto Garage.

Find out on what date and time did Rizwan drop the car.

- Got it. - Okay.

Sir...

on the 4th night,

meaning 5th morning.

The car arrived in the garage at 3 am.

How do you know the exact time?

We maintain a register.

We clearly mention in-and-out times.

Let's go.

Why you bloody...

What are you doing?

- Get up. Let's go. - Sir, sir...

Sir...

- Come on. - What did I do, sir?

I'll show you what you did.

- Where are you taking me? - Come on.

- Why you bloody... - Sir, sir... Tell me, sir.

I'll show you.

- You stupid moron. - Shut up.

Catch him.

My chillies!

Stop.

Go that way.

Are you crazy?

Crazy people.

Sir... I haven't done anything.

Sir...I haven't done anything.

Who is Arjun Chauhan?

What work do you do for him?

Sir...

Tell me what your role is, in all this.

- Sir... - Tell me...

I don't know anything, sir. I just talk to him on the phone.

And I merely do small, odd jobs for him.

You murdered 10 people in the bar.

And you say only do odd jobs?

Odd jobs, huh?

Odd jobs, huh?

Get up.

Get up.

Tell me...

Sir, I didn't kill anyone.

I wasn't even aware Aazma and Irfan would be there.

Tell me.

Lying to us.

You're lying to me.

It's the truth, sir. Hear me out.

Make him sit. Make him sit.

Sit.

Speak up. Speak up.

On 3rd morning Aazma and I were having breakfast.

Rizu...

I saw something today.

And I was paid 10,000 rupees extra to keep my mouth shut.

Are you serious?

What did you see?

Maybe a way out of here.

Aazma, stop being cryptic.

Did you meet with Arjun sir's client?

Did he do this to you?

No...it wasn't Arjun sir's client.

It was a private client.

What do you mean by a way out?

Aazma, tell me whatever is brewing in that brain of yours.

You've got me worried now.

I am leaving for my hometown tomorrow.

Leave it.

I am not going to do anything.

Have a safe trip home,

and we'll plan something once you are back

Then...the next day,

on the afternoon of 4th, I was waiting at the platform,

to board the train home.

When I got a call from Arjun sir.

Arjun sir.

He said some girl was going to come to Night Owl Bar,

who was blackmailing him.

I had to threaten her.

Today?

I told him I was going home.

He said it's a small job. You can go after finishing it.

Aazma said the guy who assaulted her...

He wasn't Arjun sir's client.

So, when Arjun sir mentioned a girl,

I never thought it could be Aazma.

Why should I?

And Arjun sir said the girl I was supposed to meet was fat.

So, I picked up my car from my friend's place.

I was told to reach Night Owl at 12:30.

So I reached there on time.

Rizu?

Rizwan? Here?

- What are you doing here? - Yeah.

Weren't you supposed to go home?

Yes.

Tell me something.

Did you miss your train?

No... I had a job...

What?

What are you two doing here?

Aazma is supposed to meet someone.

It is slightly complicated,

so we decided to meet away from home.

So we gave him this address.

It's a good thing you are here too.

- Everything will be alright... - Irfan.

Irfan!

- Irfan! - Irfan.

Irfan!

Shoot.

Rizu...

Shoot.

Rizu.

Azma.

Azma!

My mind had gone numb.

I got in the car and kept driving.

I didn't realize I had reached Pinto's Garage.

I left my car there and hired a cab to the station.

I collapsed next to a Masjid

And boarded the train to Achalgarh on the 5th.

Aazma and Rizwan died in front of my eye

Because of that monster.

He killed everyone in the bar, except you.

Why?

I don't know, sir.

Maybe because I didn't see his face.

Had I seen him, he would have killed me too.

And you knew Aazma was one of Arjun's girls.

Speak!

She rented the flat next to mine.

She needed money. Said she would do anything.

I got her into this profession.

Later we became friends.

F*****!

Why did you tell me earlier that you didn't know anything?

Did Aazma know Arjun?

Sir, even I have never met Arjun sir.

In fact, the other girls don't even know his name.

Then how did Amisha know Arjun's name?

One day...I blabbered in front of Aazma

that Arjun sir takes girls to Jaipur.

Maybe she told Amisha.

Where did he go after exiting the place?

Don't know, sir.

Whether he's was with me or chasing after me, I was clueless.

Did Arjun contact you later?

No, sir.

I kept calling him like a lunatic.

But his phone is always switched off.

I text him and he calls back later at any hour of the day.

Here. Call him.

Dial his number.

Put it on speaker.

The number you're trying to call is currently not reachable.

Please try again later.

Sir.

It's pointless.

No point.

This number must also be registered to some old woman's identity.

But I wish...

Amisha had told us about Arjun.

So, actually...

Aazma had no clue that...

That the laptop from where she clicked Tara's picture

wasn't some private client, but Arjun himself?

What bothers me though is,

if he had to kill her,

he could have killed her on 3rd morning.

Why let her go after assaulting her?

He is a cold-blooded fully functional sociopath.

As soon as he found out

Aazma has seen a dead body on his computer,

he could have killed her right then.

But he let her go.

Why?

Why?

And then, out of vengeance,

he shot her in her chest.

As if he felt betrayed.

Did he develop feelings for Aazma?

Was he in love with her?

That is why...

He made Rizwan hold the gun.

Because...

He couldn't shoot her.

Sir. Would you believe this?

No one's ever seen Arjun.

We showed the sketch Gaurav got made to Piya.

But Piya has never seen the man.

And she's been working for him for the past two years.

Also, sir, Jaya called.

They checked all the flights.

Between the 5th and today,

But there was no passenger called Arjun Chauhan,

who booked a flight from Jaipur or from anywhere nearby.

In fact, he wasn't spotted at any railway platform either, sir.

f***.

Is he Houdini?

Sir, you have to hear this?

Is Rizwan here?

Because he's your second pawn.

Sir, their MO was like this.

Every month, Piya receives an envelope of 4,10,000 rupees.

She uses that amount to pay the maids who look after the girls.

And the rent for the flats where they are trained.

Rent for the love nest, provisions, and also Piya's payment.

They make lease agreements but don't register them.

There is another woman like her, whose sketch we have.

She runs a similar setup.

What is Arjun's business?

How does he generate so much cash?

Sir, it's not Arjun, but the girls who generate the cash

The escort work goes on for a week or so.

And corporate clients have a fixed rate.

50,000 for 24 hours.

Plus, there are clients that come through text messages,

So almost 2 to 2.5 lac a month is generated.

The makeup and fancy clothes needed to be an escort are provided, though.

But we have to pay for our food, rent, etcetera.

And... whatever happens,

each girl has to give 125,000 to Arjun each month.

But how do they deliver the money to Arjun?

Because the girls don't know who Arjun i

We don't know who Arjun is!

Sir, here's where our man Rizwan comes i

The cash envelope is delivered to Rizwan Sheikh and not Arjun.

And here's the beautiful part.

Rizwan has a duplicate key to Piya's car

So, on the 4th of every month,

he drops the cash in Piya's car.

So, there is no need to meet anyone face-to-face.

Because the only one contact for all is Rizwan.

That's why...

That's why... Arjun didn't kill Rizwan in the bar.

Because had he shot the charioteer,

who would steer the chariot?

But if each girl was giving 125,000 rupees to Rizwan each month...

Once he clears the payment of Piya,

who did he give the rest of the money to

You're bloody giving us information in instalments.

How many girls did you collect payments from?

Thirty.

And who do you give the remaining money to, f*****?

How many other girls do you collect cash from?

30...girls.

Who do you give the remaining money to?

I put it in a wooden box and courier it.

To whom? Arjun?

- Arjun? - No.

- Arjun? - No.

AC Artefact Company.

What's the address?

Peninsula Plaza, A-Wing.

2501, BKC.

F***!

- Who is Arjun Chauhan? - Who?

Who the f*** is Arjun Chauhan?

He is my brother-in-law.

Where is he?

Sir...

What? Is this some TV show happening here?

Get lost.

Alas,

poor Yorick.

I knew him.

A fellow of infinite jest.

of most excellent fancy...

What the f***?

I said I don't want to be disturbed.

I have a show.

I have a bigger show arranged for you.

Especially for you.

You committed nine murders.

You are also involved in human trafficking.

You supply females.

Murder who? What murder?

I am a theatre person.

You buffoons...

this is not a real skull.

Maria.

Call Aarti.

Call Rajeev.

Call the police.

They are the police.

- Understood. - This is bullshit.

You guys are making a mistake.

Javed, take him away.

f*** off!

Stop.

- Why you... - What a character!

Night Owl Bar murders and human trafficking.

I need solid proof linking this guy Arjun to both these crimes.

I want my lawyer. Send these people out.

I haven't done anything you buffoons.

Sir...

Phones and...

And this, sir...

D...

F, N, B, E... There are several here...

One SIM card for every letter.

Try D.

Good evening, Arjun sir.

Who is this?

David, sir.

Star Travels?

What happened, sir? Did the girls reach Jaipur?

Yes, all good. Thank you.

What's happening?

Calm down, Arjun. What's going on?

Who is your senior?

I want to speak to someone in charge.

Maria. Keep trying Jindal.

Have they shown you a warrant?

- Call Maria. - Sir.

Javed, call Maria.

Yes, sir.

What happened, sir?

Do you know what a misdirection is?

It's an art.

Arjun Chauhan is a smart man.

He took numerous precautions.

But the evidence that could identify him,

the SIMs and the phone,

he left those unlocked?

He was very careful in all the other payment cycles.

But for the last payment made to him, the most crucial link,

he gave his office address.

We were so excited after getting the courier address.

But we forgot to ask the most important question.

- Come, Maria. - Sir.

Maria, did Arjun Chauhan go outstation between the 10th and today?

No outstation, sir. He didn't go anywhere.

He was in Mumbai.

In fact, he never stepped out of the office.

Go. Thank you.

Meaning...

Arjun Chauhan never went out of Mumbai.

Now what do we do with him, sir?

Arrest this Shakespeare's protege.

The Commissioner's press conference will go smoothly.

And we'll tell people that he's our prime suspect.

But then...

Who is Arjun Chauhan?

The right question should be...

Who is the Arjun Chauhan in Jaipur?

Where is Jindal? I asked you to call him.

Maria, don't sit on your fat ass no more

Call Jindal!

Ma'am, it's enough. I've had enough.

- I am resigning. - What?

Call Jindal yourself.

Maria, don't do this. Not now.

Ma'am, this man is mad.

He belongs in an asylum, not jail.

Come on, let's go.

- Let's go. - Woah...lay off, man.

This is harassment.

Hold this.

- Will you come with me? - Sure!

We respect theatre people.

Where is my phone? I will call Jindal.

F***!

f***...where is my phone?

Rajeev, you should have called Jindal by now.

Go f***ing check now. Call him now.

Something's amiss.

Something's amiss.

It's here, but I don't see it.

F***! It's gone again.

F***!

Continue.

Sir...

Pak-Pak.

Hello.

I don't have much time, ACP Verma.

I have a meeting with an important clien

Time is relative, ma'am.

Are you going to explain to me the Theory of Relativity?

No, of course not.

We're only here to ask you some basic questions.

Sanjana.

Rajeev, where were you between the 11th to 14th of this month.

I was right here. In office.

You didn't go to Jaipur.

No.

What about you, Aarti?

Where were you between 11th to 14th?

Bangalore?

Right.

You were returning on the same day we arrested Arjun.

- Road's good, on... - NH4? Yeah, very smooth.

- Which car do you drive? - SUV.

Then why wasn't your SUV registered on any toll on NH4?

In fact, none of your cars were spotted on any of the cameras.

How come?

Instead, on the 9th...

Your SUV was seen on Mumbai-Delhi NH8.

On the 10th, you hired a car in Delhi,

which you drove to Jaipur.

You parked that car in a parking lot in Jaipur.

And from there you used public transport

On the 12th, you picked up the car from the parking lot,

and drove back to Delhi.

And returned the rental car in Delhi.

Then you picked up your own car.

And drove back for 28 hours from Delhi to Mumbai,

on the 13th of November.

And came straight to office.

Approximately at the same time when we were arresting Arjun.

So, I went to Jaipur. I needed a break.

So why did you lie?

So you'll arrest me.

Because I went to Jaipur instead of Bangalore?

Who is the owner of this company?

Arjun.

Those three companies, All India Logistics, AC Artefacts, New Theatre...

All belong to Arjun Chauhan?

Yes.

You... Arjun is your step-brother.

He's older but you are smarter.

In fact, your IQ scores are exceptionally high.

130 I believe.

You are trained in martial arts and criminal law.

And you're brilliant with computer software,

as your employees tell us.

And you're also a fitness freak.

And even though you're so talented,

you are just an employee.

Totally unfair, right?

Why are you asking me!

Ask the owner of the company.

Go to my father's grave and ask him.

Maybe he thought you had some shortcomings.

What the f*** do you mean?

Hormone therapy.

How dare you?

This is doctor-patient privilege information.

Maybe Colonel Chauhan forced you to take this hormone treatment.

He didn't realize that there was nothing was wrong with you?

It's okay to be this way.

It's okay to be a lesbian.

Wow. Look at you being all magnanimous about it.

What do you know about being a lesbian?

Are you a lesbian? You're not.

And anyway, I never went back after one session.

Because my father lost interest in me.

He had found his son.

Bloody retarded Arjun.

What is your story, Aarti?

You want to know about my ridiculous family?

Fine. Listen.

We're quite the Adam's Family.

I was only eight when my mom got tired of my father,

and eloped with someone else.

Not knowing what to do with an eight-year-old,

he sent me to a boarding school.

Where we all sweet little babies were...

touched occasionally.

By everybody.

It was either a matron,

a male sports teacher,

or a fellow student.

And no one ever complained.

Nor did anyone feel there was anything wrong with what was happening.

So... I grew up with a very different and open view of my body.

I did my Masters abroad.

When I came back, everybody was like...

"Oh my, God. You're a lesbian."

So what?

But my father would be embarrassed by this fact.

So, when he got to know that he had a so

from his one-time mistress... Arjun...

He couldn't contain his excitement.

He married her

and willed everything to that moron Arju

So, I hate my father and I hate Arjun.

Because the companies that I nurtured and brought to this level,

were all taken over by Arjun.

And this man right here. Rajeev.

His boss said marry my lesbian daughter,

you will own everything after me.

And out of greed he said yes and married me.

And he got jack shit.

Because Arjun inherited everything.

So he hates Arjun too.

So, you see we are a f***ed-up family.

We all hate one another.

But that is not a crime, ACP Verma.

The rest is all conjecture.

And if you don't have anything other pro

then you may please leave.

Because if Arjun is proven incompetent or dies,

then I get to be the sole owner of these companies.

That's one favor my father did for me.

Then let's talk about Aazma.

Aazma Khan saw a dead girl's picture on her client's laptop.

She captured the picture and started blackmailing the client.

The client got nervous.

Now Aazma needed to be shut up,

and that client...was you.

Aazma was one of your girls.

And only you knew Aazma didn't have a problem with sleeping with a lesbian.

And you started texting her from a specific number,

which you specifically bought for Aazma.

"Meet At Sam's - Key Regular Place."

But that number is registered in Arjun's name.

Few of the call triangulations are near your home.

Not Arjun's.

After seeing the dead girl's picture on the laptop,

Aazma took her friend Amisha into confidence.

She didn't know at that point that you are Arjun.

She thought you were a personal client.

Aazma sent you a blackmail message from Amisha's phone.

And you replied instinctively,

but later realized that you had replied to Amisha's number.

Then Amisha also became a threat for you

You thought Aazma would bring her phone to the Night Owl Bar.

You couldn't find the phone. So, you went to Aazma's house.

Collected the phone...

Now, you didn't know how much Amisha kne

Did Aazma only use Amisha's phone?

Or was Amisha part of Aazma's plan to blackmail you?

So...

You couldn't take a chance.

Firstly, the number you are talking abou

is it registered to my name?

No.

As for the call triangulations,

can you prove those calls came from my home?

No.

It's a common area. Anyone can call.

Arjun could be standing downstairs texting or calling someone.

I am so sorry.

You know, all this is conjecture.

So, you didn't know, Amisha?

So, if you entered her house,

you entered with the sole purpose of killing her.

And the evidence at the crime scene

is adequate enough to convict you.

But you made a big mistake.

During your struggle with Amisha,

you didn't realize that Amisha hit her head when she fell,

and died instantly.

Can a dead person slit their own wrist,

That...plus.

During your struggle with Amisha,

she grabbed your hair.

And we extracted that hair follicle from her nails.

The DNA of that hair follicle matches perfectly

with the hair we took from your hairbrush.

The handwriting on Amisha's suicide note

matches exactly with yours.

This image was captured by RBI's CCTV cameras.

This is you.

On your Python Fire 502 road bike.

Paid for by credit card. Registered to Aarti Singh.

Plus, the gun.

The Glock, which was registered to your father

Colonel Naveen Singh Chauhan.

And ballistics gave us a perfect match.

Another thing.

All conversations get recorded on Gaurav Khanna's phone.

So, in spite of you using a voice distortion app,

we extracted a voice graph with the help of a sound spectrograph,

Which is like a voice fingerprint.

And guess what?

It matches your voice saying...

Arjun speaking.

Why did you do this?

If Aazma was your target,

why did you kill those innocent people in the bar?

Because they were in my way!

What if someone had stopped me from getting to Aazma?

I could not take that chance.

And the human trafficking?

15-16-year-old children?

Raped?

You guys give too much importance to bodies.

f***?

For me, it's just a business.

If these girls don't get raped now,

they will get raped after marriage.

I am freeing them.

Freeing them from the stupid norms and bondages of society.

I am giving them a great life.

They eat good food, drink, buy nice clothes, shopping, restaurants.

What is so wrong with this life?

My father reduced me to an employee.

Until I didn't get my companies back,

this was a great substitute.

And everything was going smoothly.

Girls earned, I earned.

So, what is so wrong with that?

Are you justifying rape?

Rape is a violation of your personal space, of your body!

You see nothing wrong with it.

Amit, take her away.

Maybe...

Maybe not.

My moral compass is not exactly like yours.

I grew up differently.

Never could express anything.

I... I didn't have anyone

to express myself to.

Share my emotions.

Wasn't very...

Aarti, have water.

- Catch her. - Aarti.

Aarti. Don't. Don't do anything stupid.

Aarti.

Don't do anything stupid.

Please.

So, you can throw me in jail?

Not happening ACP Verma.

I am not going to jail.

Aarti, no.

- We can solve this. - Then?

What is my life going to be then?

Do you know what happens to people like me in jail?

I am not going to go through that shit.

Look, you are smart.

You cannot waste your life like this.

I don't have a life.

So, don't bullshit a bullshitter.

What a crazy case?

Sir, I forgot to ask you a question?

Ask.

How did you know Aarti was behind all this?

When we were there to arrest Arjun.

A matchbox fell out of Aarti's bag.

Where is my phone?

Camel Matchbox.

And this particular matchbox brand

will stay in your bag

Only if you have come back from that particular place.

But at the same time, I saw Rajeev do "Pak".

And I got distracted.

But when Chotu lit the matchstick...

It all clicked.

So that's when we started focusing on Aarti?

The devil is in the details.

You know, I kind of feel bad for Aarti.

I feel...even she was a victim.

She was.

I feel sorry for the circumstances.

But I cannot condone the act.

But not everything is always black and white.

I mean...there is always grey.

And this is where the problem lies, Raj.

We all have a moral compass within us.

Overstepping that and foraying in the grey area is your choice.

And you have to pay for that choice eventually.

Nature's law.

It's called karma.

Too much preaching.

Run along. Go home.

Go. Get away from crime. Do something normal.

Do something less disturbing.

Okay. Good job.

- See you, sir. - See you.

See you, sir.

This...

Special Crime Unit.

- Jai Hind, sir. - Diamond Merchant Rasik Patel's

daughter was kidnapped. He just called.

- Get there immediately. - Link Tower, Napean sea Road.

We got the address, sir.

We'll leave right away.

Jai Hind. Let's Go