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Anik, let's swim towards the mid-river.

I won't.

- Come on, I insist. - No, let us go.

Hey, don't leave yet!

I've got work at home.

What's wrong?

Why are you leaving?

I've got work at home.

Get the hell out.

This jerk is heading home.

Hey, you moron!

Why are you parked here?

Let's swim mid-river.

No, I'm scared. You go by yourself.

You are a moron.

You're faint-hearted!

Weak, like an ant or a girl!

Moron.

Sir, struggling again?

Same problem for ages.

Just get a new bike!

Life brings countless problems, Sajib.

There's no escaping. Genuineness is rare.

Solving problems consumes our lives.

Sir, did you argue with your wife?

- How'd you know? - It's simple, sir.

Debating your wife makes you a philosopher.

You are right.

That's how Socrates became a philosopher too.

Definitely, Sir. Now get on my bike.

It's my duty as a junior.

- You mean it? - Yes, Sir.

Then let me leave all of my problems at home.

What?

You'll learn after marriage.

Marriage is practical experience that theories cannot explain.

Yes, Sir.

So what's the situation today?

-Sir, this victim is a young guy. -What?

This victim is a young guy, appearing to be 21 or 22.

That's all I know.

Oh, I see!

- Who is the duty officer? - It's Shahed Sir.

Here goes my luck again!

It seems I cannot avoid Shahed.

What's your trouble with Mr. Shahed?

There's no trouble, but his face brings me bad luck.

He probably feels the same about me.

- But he is a good person. - I am a good person too.

Every one of us is good.

How did you get into this list?

- Sorry, Sir. - Wait for promotion.

Promotion certifies you as a good person.

- Yes, Sir. - You got it.

The investigation officer is here. Let's see if we can get more details.

- Sir, are you investigating this case? - Let me go inside first.

- Would you give us some insight? - Visiting the crime scene is the priority.

News Report: A person was murdered in this house.

- Aslam? - Yes, Sir?

This crime seems easy to solve.

His friends were high on drugs when he was killed.

They had pre-existing enmity.

- Capturing them would solve the puzzle. - Yes, Sir.

How are you, my friend?

I was fine until I saw your face.

You've misunderstood me all your life.

I am here to help you.

The case will remain yours.

- No tension. - Thank you.

I can solve this case by myself. It's a simple matter.

You wouldn't be here if it weren't simple.

Here, have some peanuts.

You don't like good food.

Sir.

We called the landlord, but he doesn't live here.

The victim along with his proxy wife rented this flat.

Both used fake ID cards.

There's no guard in this building, so no record of their movements.

Could you talk to the other tenants in this building?

Most tenants rarely live here. I talked to those available.

None of them heard anything.

And it rained heavily last night.

- It might be a reason. - Hmm.

Could you trace the victim's identity?

Not yet, we are trying.

Okay, keep trying.

- Do something, Sajib. - Yes, Sir.

Have some peanuts.

Sir, I have an upset stomach today.

What! When I was at your age...

I could digest iron.

Not the straight ones.

The spiral ones.

Screw.

-Any CC cameras in this house? -No, sir, we checked it already.

Listen, check other houses on this road for CC cameras.

Look for anyone with suspicious movements from night until morning.

Okay, Sir, I'll do it myself.

Could you find the victim's mobile phone?

No, Sir, we looked for it carefully.

So there was a girl with him.

Could you trace her identity?

We haven't identified her yet.

We would know who she is once we identify the victim.

- Sajib? - Yes, Sir.

Planned murder!

- It might be. - There's only one footprint in blood.

Sajib, this case...

...is not a simple one.

- Yes Sir. - Damn, we got stuck in a maze.

Sir, we've traced the victim's identity.

His name is Sadman, an orphan.

His mother, Nila Ahmed, works for an NGO.

Sadman left his home four days ago.

His phone was off for two days.

So, his mother filed a missing report two days back.

She identified her son's body this morning.

Couldn't you get any information from the victim's phone?

Sir, the phone is missing.

- The phone number is unreachable. - Strange!

So, where could the mobile phone be?

It feels like more than just a theft, robbery, or murder case.

This is a well-organized, cool-headed murder.

In situations like this...

murderers never take the victim's phone.

Because it poses a risk of being caught.

Sir, I am thinking this too.

We are tracking the phone number; we'll know once it is turned on.

We checked the victim's call list to identify the girl he was with.

Her name is Lima, victim's girlfriend.

Then she's our first lead.

- Get her soon. - Sir, we are trying.

Sir, if you approve...

I'd like to assign this case to Inspector Moinul.

- Mr. Moinul! - Yes, sir?

Mr. Moinul, did you sleep well last night?

No, sir.

- Were you on night duty? - Yes, sir.

Not at the office, at home.

What?

Sir, I mean...

We played a dice game at home last night.

I teamed up with my daughter as my wife joined my mother.

- We won in the end. - Sounds great.

Sir, please don't worry much about this case.

Okay, you may leave.

I need to talk to Mr. Sudhir.

Okay, sir.

Mr. Moinul, what are you holding?

Sir, it's a plant root, a type of herbal food.

- What's it good for? - It boosts your sex drive.

- Sorry? - Sex.

It increases your sexual potency.

Okay, you may go now.

Father's home!

Take it.

- What's this?

Here's a pomelo fruit.

Ew! A pomelo?

- Don't you know I dislike it? - I don't like it either.

"I don't like it," you don't like good food.

You only crave burgers.

Pomelo contains vitamin C.

Eating pomelo helps prevent illness.

- It ensures healthy skin. - My skin is naturally healthy.

- My skin is healthy too. - Stop kidding!

She repeats everything her mother says.

- Stay on your father's side. - For what?

Moinul, can you hear me?

Yes, mother.

Don't get busy with your wife right after coming home.

Check on your mother too.

I curse my luck.

No one wants to know how I am doing.

Neither my son, nor his wife!

She's a VIP, she can be excused.

Why do you say that, mother?

Don't I take care of you every day?

I serve you everything you need.

Oh my God! I just made a mistake!

Or maybe I just lied! Let me touch your feet and apologize.

Don't touch me. Stop pretending.

Are you a child?

Should you hold on to what my mother said?

Why? Is your mother a child?

She starts trash talking right after you come home.

Don't I do anything for her?

You just said she trash-talks, why should you hold on to her words?

Listen.

Elderly parents sometimes behave like children.

Sometimes we should ignore their words.

They won't be around forever.

That's just her nature.

She has a good heart.

- Tanu, where are you going? - To grandmother's room.

Why?

It's too distracting for me here.

- Hello? - The door is open.

Thank you.

- Sir, our target is moving. - Where to?

It's going through an alley.

- Which area? - Near Mohakhali area.

- How far is she from us? - Sir, about 2 km.

Brother, free to go?

- Sir, she's stopped somewhere. - Tell me the exact location.

She's on the main road, to be specific.

- Main road? - Yes, Sir.

- Which direction? - She’s heading towards Tejgaon.

Fast, fast!

Near the Tejgaon railway station.

- Railway Station? - Yes, sir.

Surely she's leaving the city. Rush towards the railway station.

Sir, we need to take a turn.

- Sir, she's stopped at the railway station.

- She stopped? - Yes, sir.

You can trace the target here.

- Check her movements. - No, sir, she isn't moving.

- She's at the railway platform. - On the platform? Team ready?

Hey, Lima!

How are you?

I am fine, but who are you exactly?

I’m your 'uncle' from the Detective Branch.

That day...

We were returning home from a party.

- What do you mean by 'we'? - I, Sadman, and Rayan.

Who is Rayan?

Rayan Chowdhury.

Tell me his father's name.

- Hasan Chowdhury.

- Film star Hassan Choudhury? - Yes.

Rayan and Sadman were school friends.

Well, what's next?

There is a lake close to that house.

- There, sometimes we... - Sometimes what?

What would you do?

Something bad? What would you do?

Tell us, whatever it is.

Let's get drenched in the rain.

- No way! - I'm going alone.

This poor girl is dancing alone?

You should join her.

You go if you're worried.

- She's your girl, not mine. - Shut up.

- What! Where's the rest of the stuff? - It's finished.

- What do you mean? - It's in my house.

Go get them now.

If you are craving for it...

- You go and bring them. - You're asking me?

F#ck.

Girls are always painful.

Tell us who is the drug supplier.

Who supplies the drugs?

Tell us.

Speak up, damn it!

Sadman used to arrange the drugs.

Rayan used to finance it.

I don't know any sources or details.

Hey, I couldn't find the stuff. Where is it?

Couldn't find it?

- That means I consumed it. - What do you mean?

It did cost so much money!

- We both consumed it. - Did you spend your father's money on it?

- Don't you dare insult my parents! I warn you! - I don't care.

You live on my money. I even rented you a flat.

I let you spend on your girlfriend.

Then you threaten me? Where's the drug?

What! You pay me for nothing?

Don't I buy you drugs? Don't take pride in your womanizer father!

My father is a womanizer?!

- What about your mother? - How dare you! What are you implying?

- Sadman, please. - You bastard.

- What would you do? - I'll kill you, motherf#er.

- Shut up, bastard! - Sadman!

- You motherf#cker. - Please stop, guys.

Stop! What have you two started?

- Damn it! - Sadman!

Why are you doing this? Calm down!

You come here and sit with me, please.

When did this start between friends? Must you fight over every little thing?

- I will fucking kill him! - Rayan!

Did you meet Rayan after that?

Sadman!

Sadman!

Oh no!

Sadman!

Where is Sadman's phone!

Where's the phone Sadman had with him?

Phone? It was with him.

- Why? - The phone is missing.

I don't know, sir.

Where did you go after that?

To a female friend's house.

Once Sadman's news came to light...

my friend didn’t want me to stay with her.

- Then I decided to run away. - Why?

Why did you decide to run away?

If you are not the murderer, why would you run away?

- Out of fear. - What?

I was very scared, sir.

Scared?

Sir, Rayan is home.

Rayan hasn't left home since the incident.

Let's visit him.

Sir, should we inform Hasan Chowdhury?

- You can tell him. - Yes, sir?

Hmm.

- You won't get Rayan then. - Sorry, sir.

- You want an egg? - No, sir.

Let's go then.

- Found anything checking Lima's bag? - Yes, sir.

A little money, clothes, and a prescription.

- Do you have it? - Here it is.

- What kind of medicine is this? - It's a medicine for menstrual pain.

I see. How do you know?

- What, sir? - Do you have menstrual pain?

Sir, you are so funny.

Haha, keep this.

- How far? - On the left.

Park it on the left.

Get down quickly.

Anyone at the gate?

Hello!

- Open the gate quickly. - Who do you want?

Neither sir nor madam is home.

- We are here for you. - You don't recognize us?

- Open the gate. - Sorry, Sir, I failed to recognize you.

Alright team, move in groups of two.

The sand is hotter than the sun?

- Acting smart? - Forgive me.

- Who drives this car? - The younger boss.

- Why did you act smart? - No, sir, I made a mistake.

- Be humble! - What this chaos is about?

Who are you?

Are you Rayan?

Yes, but who are you looking for?

We're police, and we're here for you.

Police? Why have you come to me?

You know exactly what you did.

You're coming with us. We need to talk.

Me? Do you even know who owns this house?

This is Hassan Choudhury's house.

I'm Rayan Chowdhury, his son!

How dare you? Who allowed you here! Get lost.

Which room is yours?

Sir.

- Look here, sir. - I see!

Smart son, having unique talent.

Yes, sir. It's a tradition.

Grab this.

- Do you take drugs too? - No, sir.

- What? - Sir.

- Hmm? - I was forced to take drugs once.

- What's this? - I don't know?

You'll know. Let's go.

Sir, I found this knife in the car.

Let's go.

Did we miss anything?

Greetings! I'm Inspector Moinul.

Didn't they offer you anything? Anyone here?

No tea or coffee for the guest?

No, thank you, we won't have anything.

- Why did you arrest my son? - I would clarify, ma'am.

Don't be restless.

You don’t have to worry about me. Why did you arrest my son?

Tell me what happened. I mean what did our son do.

It falls under section 302 of the penal code.

What! What are you saying?

Yes, a murder case.

Murder? Whom?

It's regarding the murder of a young man named Sadman.

Sadman!

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

Where's Rayan? Can we meet him?

Since you busy people are already here...

I can arrange a meeting, but you might...

Well, let's go and see. It might be a new experience.

I am sorry.

I am sorry, Rayan.

Rayan, don't be afraid.

We'll bail you out anyhow.

You don't have to do anything. Just get the hell out of here.

Rayan!

Rayan!

Reporters: Famous actor Hasan Chowdhury is exiting the Detective Branch office.

His wife Barrister Zebin Ahmed is here too.

Reporters: Why was your son arrested?

Sir, is it true that your son is accused of murder?

- Excuse me. - Can you give us any details?

Listen, we respect the law & order.

There’s definitely a misunderstanding.

My boy is not involved in any murder.

I hope everything will be solved soon.

For now, we want your cooperation.

[Journalists asking questions]

Reporter: Viewers, Hasan Chowdhury is leaving the Detective Branch office.

And his son Rayan Chowdhury was arrested.

Consequence of our sins.

There is a saying:

When karma lands, it lands hard.

What do you mean?

What sin are you referring to?

Why did you relate this quote to yourself?

We both are sinners.

Zebin, please!

Now is not the time to argue.

Rayan is our child.

- We both feel the same pain. - Never!

You have never felt the same pain like I do.

Okay, you are right.

You said it right.

Every human being is different, so is their pain.

- You would never understand mine. - Right.

You are right.

I never understood your pain either.

When everything is different...

We should part our ways too.

Journalists: Viewers, we are in the courtyard now.

Reporter: The defendants are here. Moinul (to Sajib): Still off peanuts?

Sir, I didn’t have my breakfast.

- Did you ever see any beehive? - Yes, why sir?

Why, sir?

Journalists remind me of bees.

They always look for honey.

Sir, you even joke at serious moments.

What's your opinion as the victim's mother?

Is Rayan Chowdhury the killer? Are the police helpful?

Is Hasan Choudhury putting pressure on you?

Don't be silent, say something!

Be careful! Why are you forcing her?

Why are you forcing her?

You are harassing a victim's mother. Don't you have any professionalism?

Please, let us through!

Please let us go. You will get your answers in time.

Don't worry much. Things will be fine.

Sir, sir.

Would this incident affect your acting career?

Listen.

I didn't come here as actor Hasan Chowdhury.

I've come here as a father.

Putting aside my career and personal image...

My son is more important to me.

So is my family.

I know my fans and followers love me.

Please pray for my son. Let's go.

Journalist: Mr. Hasan has come here as a father, not as an actor.

In this murder case...

Rayan Choudhury

and Kamrun Nahar Lima

...are considered the primary suspects at this stage.

Thus, their bail application has been rejected.

- Sir, can I take a picture? - Yes.

Follow me.

- Rayan. - Rayan, son.

- Do we have any advantage? - Yes, definitely.

Don't worry about it.

I am arranging everything.

How are you, young man?

Is everything fine?

Facing any problem?

You lost weight.

I saw you healthy on TV a few years back.

- Are you on a diet? - Why are you talking nonsense?

- Shut up! - He's right?

I am actually talking nonsense.

So, let's get to the point.

Why did you kill Sadman?

- Is it Nila Ahmed's house? - Yes, but why are you here?

Please come in.

Thank you.

Don't be surprised to see me here.

I didn’t come with a purpose today.

I've just come to see you.

As a mother.

- Sadman was like my son too. - It's a lie.

I didn't kill him.

Every criminal claims innocence initially, and we always ask:

So, who committed the murder?

Now tell me who killed him.

I don't know.

You cannot deny it, Rayan.

Because the knife used in killing him was found in your car.

The knife cannot walk, right?

It couldn't just crawl into your car.

- Why was the knife in your car? - I don’t know why.

It requires a cunning creativity in pretending to be clueless.

Rich people are very good at it. They act very confident, anyway.

You and your husband...

Called me many times...

...to keep Sadman away from Rayan.

It wasn't enough.

Sadman eventually got killed by Rayan.

My Sadman is no more.

- Are you happy now? - Please don't say this.

You've known Rayan since he was young.

Rayan and Sadman were very good friends.

Lima said that you and Sadman argued sometimes.

- Is it true? - Because he was a bloody son of a bitch.

- Hey! - Anyway.

- Is this a triangular love story? - No way!

According to Lima's statement, you are the killer.

- She lied. - What's the truth?

Like I said, I don't know.

- Shut up! - It's okay.

His English is good; he sounds American.

Take a deep breath.

Exhale. Very good.

Hey, do you know why we get paid?

To dig out the truth.

Every fool like you claims they know nothing.

No one wants to confess.

In the end, we dig out the truth.

Yes.

There must be some mistake. Something is wrong here.

- Please Nila, believe me. - Excuse me.

There's no point saying that here.

You can save it for the court.

Please leave now.

Excuse me.

Why are you interfering?

And who are you to ask me to leave?

- Is this your home? - Please.

Please.

Don't say another word.

I have no intention of arguing with you.

You should leave.

Sorry.

Extremely sorry.

Actually, I made a mistake.

I shouldn’t have been polite with you at all.

You don't deserve it.

You've framed my son in a completely fabricated case.

Yet, I came here...

...as a mother.

But you know what?

You deserve nothing.

Nothing!

Everyone present here...

We stand before you today with a specific purpose.

A mother...

...has lost her only child.

No...

We didn't come here to comfort her.

No words in the world can console her today.

We are here to demand justice for her son.

Hasan Chowdhury!

Your wealth and influence won't be enough to cover up your son's crime.

- We won’t let that happen! - We want justice.

We want nothing but justice for Sadman.

- We want justice. - We want his death sentence.

- Murderer Rayan should be hanged. - We want his death sentence.

Take this.

- Hmm, cheers. - Cheers.

Finally you're here.

Actually, I wasn't in the right state of mind to do anything then.

When one family member is suffering, it casts a storm over everyone.

And it's even harder when it's your child.

Who knows?

I don't really have a family.

I wouldn't understand much about that.

I only care for you.

Well...

- Can I ask you something? - What?

- Who am I to you? - What do you mean?

I mean...

I am no one in your family.

It is unlikely to ever happen.

Yet you care about me so much.

Spend time with me.

You take on responsibility for me.

Why?

You’re a personal space for me.

- A great personal space. - What do you mean?

Hmm, like...

In a concrete flat...

like an empty balcony.

Sometimes when I get choked up...

I can stand there and...

truly breathe.

It's an old photo from when he was nine.

His father had a dream that...

Sadman would be a cricketer.

Well.

Did Sadman have an enemy?

He might have had friends other than Rayan.

I didn’t know all of his friends.

None of them really came to our house.

But he usually stayed out of the house.

He used to talk about Rayan.

He used to be with Rayan often.

You may sit down, please.

When did Sadman start taking drugs?

I can’t tell you the exact date.

I found out about it two years ago.

Didn't you say anything?

I did.

I used to forbid him.

But he wouldn't listen.

In fact...

I had no control over him.

You can understand.

His father was dead.

What could I do alone?

But as far as I know, you're not entirely alone.

What do you mean?

Mr. Mizan, your friend.

He was always there for you and still is.

Do you have depression?

In the world...

- There are no human without depression. - You have a way with words.

There is no human without depression.

Even I have depression.

But not everyone takes medication for depression as you do.

Take me, for example.

If I eat a hearty plate of kacchi biryani, my depression vanishes.

Then again, there are others like me too.

For whom the hunger of the stomach,

-is far less than the hunger of the heart. -Hmm.

I hear you haven't married; is there any reason?

No specific reason.

Although, you could say,

I haven't found someone I truly connect with.

Oh!

Nila Ahmed is a friend of yours, right?

How long have you been friends?

-A long time, since school life. -You liked her, didn't you?

Mr Moinul.

The word 'liked' is too mild.

I loved Nila. In fact, I still do.

There's a big difference between liking and loving.

Imagine you're walking down a road.

You see a tree full of flowers.

Liking means you pluck a flower from that tree for yourself.

And love is when you water that tree every day.

So, what do you think? Could Rayan have committed the murder?

I mean, you've known him since he was a child.

There's a big gap between knowing and understanding someone.

How's Rayan doing?

Did you get any inside information?

I'm constantly checking in. And I have no reason to be calm.

I'm trying to give him courage, but...

I don't know what to do, my brain isn't working.

What do you think?

Did Rayan commit the murder?

What I think here doesn't matter.

Your evidence suggests exactly that.

Lima's statement, the murder weapon in the car.

Everything is clear, isn't it?

Yes.

You're absolutely right.

I'd like to take a look at Sadman's room.

Let's go.

What was your relationship like with Sadman?

Sadman

didn't like me.

No child in the world would like their mother's boyfriend.

In fact, I wouldn't have either.

That's why I wouldn't go to Nila's house unless absolutely necessary.

But I kept tabs.

Nila used to worry about Sadman.

I was worried too.

By the way, who is the investigating officer for the case?

Someone named Moinul.

Then try offering him something.

Try to tempt him.

See if the investigation can be steered in another direction.

It can be done, but if it doesn't work, it'll backfire.

Hasan.

Do you know the easiest way to buy someone?

Knowing their worth.

I mean, finding out his point of interest.

You should meet him once.

Try to understand what he wants.

Hmm.

Sir, back pain again?

Don't even mention it.

It's not getting any better.

The medication isn't working either.

-What's that in your hand? -Sir, this is called a snake plant.

Its job is to purify the air in the room.

I'll keep it on my desk.

-Beautiful, isn't it? -Yes, beautiful.

I've seen this before, but I didn't know it was called a snake plant.

-What's the update? -Sir, the murder weapon was clean of fingerprints.

What!

Does that mean Rayan was wearing gloves?

Rayan's shoe footprint and the one at the crime scene match.

Good, very good.

-Got fingerprint from the cigarette? -Sir, no fingerprints were found on any of it.

I see.

Dunhill 3 mg.

-Sir, how did you know? -Just a guess.

Same package from Jamil Courier Service was found in Ttwo different locations.

Is this a coincidence?

Maybe. Maybe not.

Keep digging.

-What did you find in the autopsy report? -Four stab wounds to the rib cage.

Six inches deep, cause of death was excessive bleeding.

Oh God.

-Six inches? -Yes, sir.

Do you understand what six inches means?

Looking at Rayan, he doesn't seem to have that much strength.

Sir, strength comes naturally when under the influence of drugs.

Have you tried it?

What are you saying, sir!

Thank you, sir.

Kamrun Nahar Lima's bail is granted.

And Rayan Chowdhury's bail is denied.

He is ordered to be sent to jail custody.

The court is adjourned.

What happened!

Rayan, son, don't worry at all.

Okay, did you bring your car?

I have an urgent meeting, I need to leave right now.

No problem, you may leave.

I can call my driver to take me.

Besides, Saleh is here, he can drop me off. No problem.

And if anything urgent comes up, call Farid, I'll be in the meeting.

Congratulations, Mrs. Nila Ahmed.

Why?

Well, my son is getting framed.

Just like you all wanted. Are you happy now, aren't you?

Wow, listening to you, it sounds like your innocent son is being framed.

You've become blind.

-But the law hasn't gone blind yet. -Oh, really?

And you're so innocent!

Your spoiled son fell into addiction while you were busy partying.

And now you're overflowing with sympathy for your son.

Be careful, don't say such nasty things.

Don't do any more dirty deeds while wearing the mask of decency.

Your money really feeds your ego, right?

I'm giving you my word, I'll definitely bring you down.

And I'll just sit back and watch.

I'll also see!

Your shame...

It's difficult to say what's inside the envelope.

We maintain the privacy of our customers.

Except in special circumstances,

it's not our policy to check what's inside an envelope or parcel.

I have a special...

Can you tell me where this parcel came from?

Although this envelope doesn't have the sender's details,

-we can find which branch it came from. -Please take a look.

Sir, you'll have to sit down, it will take some time.

I have plenty of time, please take a look.

-Would you like tea or coffee? -No, thank you, Please, just check.

Please sit down, sir, I'll go check.

Sir, I've retrieved these CCTV footages from the surrounding houses.

Please take a look, sir. Show us.

Sadman & Lima went to their rental place in Rayan's car at around 12:30.

This boy was standing in front of their house almost an hour before that.

After Rayan's car went in, this boy talked to someone on the phone.

About an hour later, this car arrived.

The guy standing there got into this car, and they went to Sadman's house.

About 30 minutes later this car came out.

And about 30 minutes afterwards, Rayan's car got out.

I checked different CCTV cameras in the city to follow these two cars.

Show next.

Rayan's car headed towards his house.

But this car went the other way.

The car stopped at a petrol pump for fuel.

Then these two got out of the car.

The footage shows the car’s last location was Bosila.

Who are they?

I identified one of them.

His name is Picchi Liton They are in the drug business.

Four cases are filed under his name. Couldn't identify the other person.

We got caught up in another maze.

-What, sir? -Yes.

We need to find out their connection with Rayan.

- Right, sir. - It's possible that...

Rayan didn't commit the murder alone; they helped him.

-Hmm. -What's the update on Sadman’s phone?

The device is still switched off.

Sajib, for some reason, I feel the phone is key to the murder.

Maybe, sir.

Since Sadman and Lima were lovers.

Sadman might have intimate videos on his phone and used them to blackmail Lima.

A maze!

What a maze!

Maze!

A complex maze!

-Brother, give me a plate of doi-fuchka. -Get one for me too.

-Should I get one for you? -Oh, come on!

Is this even something to eat?

You can buy yogurt separately!

-Why put yogurt in fuchka? -Shut up!

If you don’t feel like eating, then don’t.

People go to the beach once a month.

And what do you do?

You go out with us once a week, but stay within 100 yards of home.

All you have here is one fuchka shop.

Now it's my choice whether I eat it with yogurt or chili.

Your mom looks pretty when she’s angry, right?

Hello, greetings, sir. Yes, I'm doing fine.

Ah, sir.

-Thank you. -No no, I'm not busy.

Okay

Okay, I will come.

Okay, sir. Goodbye.

Why are you still here? Go.

It's not for you, it's ours.

Take it.

Open your mouth.

Now what should I do?

Hey, Mr Moinul!

You've arrived early.

-Yes, sir. - Sit down.

Sir, it’s hard to control the excitement when someone like you calls.

-So here I am, sir. -Oh, come on!

So, how’s your wife and kid?

My wife’s always doing well.

You’d get confused just looking at her.

Looking at her, you'd wonder, if unhappiness even exists in this world.

-There's nothing but joy -Wonderful.

So, don’t you want to go out, and travel with your wife and kid?

Well, I’m just trying to do my job.

Holidays are rare, and I cannot afford to travel, sir.

Even in this, one must find life’s happiness.

Mr Moinul, if you don’t mind,

I want to do something for you.

I mean, you’re working so hard on our case.

Why don't you do one thing, take your family...

abroad for travelling.

I'll handle the expenses. Just give Farid your account number.

You can take it in cash if you want.

I’ll send it wherever you say.

Okay, and in return, what exactly do I have to do? Could you clarify?

Farid.

-Farid. -Sir.

Mr Moinul.

I know you like hints.

But I don’t

You know exactly what I want

I do.

I understand, sir.

So, sir, imagine this one thing...

My education...

My school, college, and university were all government institutions.

My job is also a government one.

I live in a government quarter.

Because of all this, I have developed a love for the government, sir.

I mean, a sense of commitment

At the end of police training,

we take an oath.

Not many people take it seriously.

But I’m just an unsmart guy from a village, sir.

Those words from the oath got stuck deep in my head.

If you want, you can name the amount.

Any number.

You don't have to say it now.

Take your time. No inconvenience

Sir.

Don’t worry about me, sir.

I'm good, Alhamdulillah.

But if my wife finds out...

..that I passed up an offer like this, she’d be heartbroken, sir.

Silly woman.

Mr Moinul

Your wife isn’t silly.

You are.

I mainly came to apologize to you.

That day in court,

I behaved very badly with you.

It was completely wrong of me.

Forget all that.

Honestly, I’m just very tired.

Hmm.

After that day,

I thought a lot about you.

Since my son is the accused,

You have every right to be angry, but...

I shouldn’t have been angry at all.

You’ve lost your last ray of hope.

Before he was born,

I had two miscarriages.

Sadman came into this world after much longing.

After his birth,

He was in NICU for a long time.

His father and I...

would go see him every day.

We’d peek through the NICU door.

We watched from outside.

In that tiny glass room,

Sadman was sleeping.

We waited every day.

When will my baby cry?

After a whole month,

one day, suddenly he cried.

We were overjoyed beyond words.

So, that day,

I went to see his body in the morgue...

It felt like,

he was just sleeping there, in another NICU.

As if suddenly,

suddenly, he would start crying again.

When my Rayan was a baby,

he was scared of everything.

Even the sound of the wind at night

would terrify him.

His eyes would grow wide with fear,

and he’d look around searching for me.

If he didn’t find me

he’d cry with trembling lips.

As a mother,

I’d feel something indescribable.

To at least one person in this world,

I was everything.

Nila.

We both stand at the same point now.

You lost your son.

I’m about to lose mine.

Yet, I want...

I want justice for your son.

If Rayan truly is the murderer...

I swear,

I’ll personally want him to be hanged.

Two of you come with me.

-Which room?

Sir, I messed up.

- I'm not sure which room. - Didn't I tell you to keep an eye?

Sir, my wife called, and I had to go home urgently.

He must've hidden then.

Yesterday, you said your wife went to her father's home.

You pothead moron!

Which room? Check this one.

There he is!

There!

That way!

[Maze!]

That way.

[Maze!]

Stop, that's enough.

- Cuff him! - Take his phone away!

-Where's the other guy? -Sir, I don't know.

I've always known that a druggy has a weaker physique.

Yet you've caused us so much trouble! Where did you get the strength?

- I am not a druggy sir. - You bloody moron.

Really, you don't?

No, sir.

Let's move.

Hey!

You won't die.

You will get the best treatment. Tell me who was with you?

We didn't shoot you! Who is involved with you?

I promise you'll get treatment.

Yes! Tell me!

What will I tell DC sir now, Moinul?

Tell me?

He won't stop calling

Only God knows what the DC sir will do.

Sir, we unlocked Picchi Liton's phone.

- Open the files on a computer, I'm coming. - Okay, Sir.

Sir, please join us.

You guys go on, I'll join after talking with the DC sir.

Okay, Sir.

Sir, Lima lied a bit during the interrogation that day.

How so?

Sadman didn't manage the drugs alone, sometimes Lima did too.

I see.

Lima and Picchi Liton were in touch regularly.

Sir, you should see the messages. Open the messages folder.

Sir, look at these messages. Bring up the messages from the 7th.

- See this, sir? - Yes.

- Bring the photos up. - Open the photos folder.

Next one.

Go on.

Next.

Stop.

What business does Hasan Chowdhury have with Picchi Liton?

The scoundrel in the back...

Open the CCTV footage.

Open the CCTV folder.

Yeah, go further, more.

uh huh

More, a bit more. Stop. Stop!

Yes. Now zoom in.

A bit more.

Zoom in 80%.

I see.

Okay.

Sir, you know this guy right?

- I see! - Gondar Babu, right, sir?

It is Gondar Babu.

Ah. Maze.

You can't smoke here. None of us do.

Although this is also smoking, but okay.

Ask away.

Do you know this guy?

Yes, I do. Not very well, we just met.

I actually don't remember his name, what was it?

Sir, if I knew, you wouldn't be here.

- There is a picture of you together... - This is a joke, I am Hasan Chowdhury!

I've photos with thousands of people.

But is it possible for me to know them in person?

No, it is not.

But other people don't take photos while standing shoulder to shoulder.

It's because you are Hasan Chowdhury, not a commoner. And this is Gondar Babu.

He is one of the top goons of the underworld, also not a commoner.

- Is it so? - Yes, sir.

A criminal like him visits you regularly, yet you don't know him!

He came to talk to me about a cinema.

Jannat introduced him to me.

-But how is that connected to the case? -It's connected.

There's evidently a connection, sir.

Gondar Babu is also a suspect in the Sadman murder case.

Your son Rayan maintained a connection with Babu through Picchi Liton.

You also had a connection with Babu.

It's a maze, right, sir?

You are pulling in all these craps to frame Rayan.

Intentionally.

Sir, you are getting angry.

That too without a cause!

No such thing actually.

I just had to know if you knew him.

I have to confirm. Anyway, thanks a lot for coming.

Oh smoke, mist and haze!

Oh smoke, mist and haze!

Are you the fog of mystery?

Oh smoke, mist and...

Haze?

Sajib, is this place inside Dhaka?

Yes, sir, under the city corporation.

Is it so?

I feel as if it's the edge of the world.

I am starving.

I forgot the nuts today.

- This way, sir. - This one?

- Yes, sir. - Knock.

- Are you Runa? - Yes.

When did Babu last visit home?

Babu doesn't visit us. He calls sometimes from unknown numbers.

You know Hasan Chowdhury?

Who doesn't?

What is Babu to him?

I'm hearing just now that they might have connections.

I'll ask when we talk again.

Sir?

- Does someone smoke? - I do.

Why do men react like that if a woman smokes?

Runa?

- Runa? - Yes, father?

Who's here?

Two of Babu's friends, father.

Oh, okay.

Tell them to wash their hands and join us at the table

We'll have lunch together.

Let's go.

- Let's go. - I'll skip, I'm full.

Huh?

Yes, sir. I'm full.

Haha, come inside.

Haha, simpleton.

- Eyesight getting quite weak, uncle? - Hahah.

Yes, it has become quite tough.

Your glasses are beside you. Wear them.

No, dear son. It doesn't work anymore.

Runa?

Yes, father?

- Serve him the fish head. - No.

I try to avoid the head of the fish, uncle.

Lots of bones, and it takes a lot of time.

It won't take long, dear. Why the rush?

Eat steadily, eating slowly and steady is sunnah.

Well said.

Very good.

Your cooking is really exquisite.

- Quite exquisite cooking. - Yes sir.

Why would a man stay out...

...day after day when his wife cooks so well?

Not everyone prefers home-cooked meal.

Forgive me, brother.

Brother, please forgive me.

Forgive me, brother. Please.

Please, brother, forgive me.

What is your name?

- Alam. - Hmm.

Shooting someone is so easy.

It lacks creativity, anyone can do it.

But killing someone with a knife is like painting something.

Now you are my art, I am the artist.

The art of murder.

It's useless explaining this to you.

Such wisdom is beyond your grasp.

You are an illiterate f#ck.

- Brother, forgive me, brother. - No.

You can't be forgiven.

Trapping Liton was a very bad move by you.

Liton was very faithful to me.

I feel very sad.

I might be a bad man, yet I'm still human; I have a heart and emotions.

Who in the world is it?

- Yes, boss. - Babu?

Is firing openly in a public place justified?

Boss...

I know Liton well, he would have spilled the beans in lockup.

Killing Liton was the only way.

Found the mobile yet?

No, boss. We are looking for it.

Babu, I need that phone.

- Yes, boss. I am trying hard. - Don't try, find it.

Okay, boss.

- Where were we? - Art and literature.

Oh, the art of murder.

Completely forgot about art and literature while on the phone.

Now, art and literature can go to hell; I have no time for that.

- Excuse me? - Yes, sir?

Kindly show me the lab tests from the last six months for this patient ID.

- Your manager and I already spoke. - Okay, sir. And you are?

Okay, sir.

Here, sir.

- Thank you. - Welcome, sir.

How are you, Lima?

- Getting by, sir. - Have some nuts?

Okay.

What is this medicine for?

Sir, these are for my bleeding and pain.

Listen...

I'm in a very bad mood today.

Don't test my patience, I'll throw you in jail.

You had an abortion, right?

Did you have an abortion?

Yes, sir.

One day, we took drugs together.

This was an accident, sir.

We didn't understand that something like this might happen.

Did Sadman know?

Sadman was the one with me, sir.

Tell me, why are you lying?

Tell me?

Rayan's name is clearly written, why bring up Sadman?

I am not lying, sir.

Sadman and I had a big fight after that.

Sadman physically tortured me, sir.

Rayan saved me from him that day.

When I opened up to him, he took me to the hospital.

That is why his name is written, sir.

Believe me, sir.

Tell me, why is your generation like this?

How do you manage to stay so chill while in such stress?

Don't you feel this stress at all?

How'd you meet Picchi Liton?

Hey!

- Sir, we bought drugs from him sometimes. - That's all?

That's how we met.

We talked, sometimes.

There's nothing more to it, sir. Trust me on this.

-Where is Sadman's phone? - Sir, I told you earlier...

...he had his phone with him.

You have lied so much, please, for God's sake, tell me the truth.

Where's his mobile? It had intimate videos of you and Sadman. I need them.

Sadman blackmailed you with those.

So, you and Rayan killed him with Picchi Liton's help.

It's obvious.

No, no, sir. This is not the truth at all.

The phone had intimate videos of me and Sadman, but...

...Sadman never blackmailed me, sir.

And this has nothing to do with Sadman's murder, sir. Trust me.

He had his phone with him, I am telling you the truth, sir.

Where did this come from? Hey, check what I found!

Hasan and Jannat have no connection with the case.

Their connection with Gondar Babu isn't related to this case either.

Is it Lima then, sir?

Yes, Lima. I began doubting her after I learned about the abortion.

In reality, Lima, Rayan, Picchi Liton who's dead, Gondar Babu...

...they are up to something. Somehow these four are connected.

- Then let's arrest Lima, sir. - No.

- Why, sir? - Keep an eye on her.

We'll lose the connection if we arrest her.

If she killed him, she wasn't alone; maybe there were people with her, right?

You're right, sir.

- Sir, I found another connection. - What? Tell me.

Jamil Courier Service. One of the three owners...

- Shafiul Alam Babu. - Alias Gondar Babu.

Yes, sir. I didn't notice at first. I didn't know the name on the NID.

Interesting!

What might be the connection between a murder and a courier service?

There is a connection for sure, sir.

I'll be keeping an eye on them.

Yes, keep an eye on them. Listen, I'm leaving now.

Okay, sir.

Today's my anniversary.

- 13th. - Is it so, sir?

- Happy Anniversary, sir. - Thank you.

Okay, Sajib give me an idea about something.

Yes, sir?

I've never gifted anything to my wife.

So, I want to surprise her with a valuable gift.

What could it be?

Sir, you can gift her a saree. Women are fascinated with sarees.

Oh, that's not true.

Your sister-in-law is fascinated with cooking.

She will be happier if I take 5 KG of beef intestine rather than a saree.

It's not that she likes eating it.

But when I enjoy the food, she gets peace from watching me.

The food may not always be tasty.

I don't let her realize it; I act and say that the food is amazing.

Sir, you love her very much, don't you?

I do.

I love her.

Look, if you want to make your life hassle-free, firstly fall in love with your wife.

You'll notice that life is easy.

- Okay, sir. - I'm leaving, okay?

Goodbye, sir.

The thief cannot possess the key of a treasure.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

Hello?

Where is he?

I'm coming.

Sir?

Sea fish won't be found in the pond, punching won't ripen a jackfruit.

Sea fish won't be found in the pond, punching won't ripen a jackfruit.

The call for return brings fear!

The rain falls with a drumming strain.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The thief cannot resist his temptation even if he goes to his in-laws' place.

The thief cannot resist his temptation even if he goes to his in-laws' place.

His heart is full of poison.

He cannot differentiate friends and foes.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

- Sir? - Sajib, where are you?

- Sir, we are close. - Sending you a live location, join me.

Okay, sir.

This world's a devilish fair, people follow him there.

This world's a devilish fair, people follow him there.

Turn left onto the main road. I'll guide you next.

The drunkard cries, what bitter pain!

Traffic again! [Though you call, no souls will wake.]

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The thief cannot possess the key of a treasure.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

The crow doesn't deserve the orange's sweet reward.

Why are you hiding the gun?

Showing you respect.

Then why was it in your hand?

You know me but your men don't know me.

There are chairs for you.

No, I am not here to rest.

I am thirsty.

So, you crossed a river to drink water?

-Don't you have any? -Someone give him water.

Thank you.

Drink the water yourself.

I know you are not here to drink water.

So, do you want to shoot me?

Throughout my whole life, I have only shot others...

But I have never experienced the pleasure of being shot.

Please do it.

You find pleasure in firing only? Not in discussion?

No, it takes too much time.

Listen, brother...

Time passes slowly in conversations...

...with a bullet it takes just one shot.

-Quit your job. -What?

Quit your job and join a talk show.

No.. no...

Nice to hear that, brother.

I have handled numerous terrorists, but none were as humorous as you.

It feels really nice.

Listen, Mr. Moinul...

I have no conflict with you.

You are an honorable person. My duty is to respect you.

Oh! By the way, happy anniversary.

- Thank you. - Go home...

I'm sure your wife is cooking good food for you. Go and eat.

I have work to do.

You wrapped up the conversation right at the beginning, brother.

I have no time for you.

- Only 10 minutes. - 10 minutes are very important.

Why did you kill Sadman?

Allah has taken him.

Why did you murder Sadman?

Why?

Just see what this moron is doing; hey, get off my leg.

Get off my leg, you bastard...

Hey, Mr. Moinul, what are you doing?

Does anyone act this stupidly?

You're a born idiot, a total moron.

I hate morons like hell.

Do you know why you are still alive?

I heard you had a meal at home with my father, that's why.

Go back home...

...and celebrate your anniversary with your wife.

Hey, release him carefully, okay?

Moron

- Sir. - Did you get stuck in a traffic jam?

- Sir, let's go to the hospital. - We'll go home.

Did you forget it's my anniversary today?

Where can I get flowers now?

What happended?

Huh?

Happy Anniversary.

Many thanks and gratitude for coming into my life.

Uh-huh... Don't cry.

I forbid.

Your hemoglobin level is quite low.

Blood pressure is also low.

You need to eat.

- I am ordering soup for you. -No, please don't worry about all that.

What's the hassle? I'm just ordering, not cooking myself.

You've probably been eating irregularly recently, haven't you?

What is the point of eating on time for me?

Nothing specific.

Not following rules won't do any good either, will it?

You're still surrounded by people who want you to be okay.

They won't give up on you so quickly.

It will trouble them a bit, that's about it.

I have been...

...feeling really drained lately.

I feel like...

I feel like I'm a burden to myself.

We all bear the weight of solitude, more or less, Nila.

Surrendering will only intensify that burden.

It doesn't lighten it.

From now on, learn to live a little for yourself.

You'll find yourself feeling much less burdened.

Is it as easy as just wanting to live for yourself?

Can a woman truly live for her own sake?

Why?

-Is it wrong to live for yourself? -I have no idea.

At least you have someone who loves you incredibly.

Live with that person.

Live for him.

You sound as though...

you don't have anyone at all.

- I do have. - Huh?

Someone...

My son.

If he gets released somehow...

I will live solely for myself afterwards.

I'll focus on my own life...

...and take him far, far away.

To a place beyond anyone's reach.

I made a new dish today; try it.

- What's that? - Creamy eggplant curry.

Tasty?

It didn't seem like it would taste this amazing.

Thank you.

You want to try?

Combination of eggplant and milk...

Might be tasty, but sounds weird.

Listen...

A weird combination isn't always bad.

Like?

Look, someone as fair as me has married you.

Even if it looks weird, we're happy, and that's what matters.

Was that a compliment or an insult? I'm confused. Did you get it, Sajib?

Oh...

You are a beauty queen, so why did you marry him?

Mother, I was just kidding.

To hell with your jokes...

You've said 'my son is dark' so many times, and I've kept quiet.

Mother, why did you start this in front of the guests?

Naturally, I'm the one who initiates everything; your wife is an angel.

How does creamy eggplant taste now?

See, what your wife is up to.

She starts weeping before uttering a word. Drama Queen.

My lovely granddaughter, come to me.

-Now who's putting on a show? - Shut up, stupid.

Give me creamy eggplant, Sajib.

Very tasty, give me.

A little more.

Polished beauty and forced love never last.

I have tried hard.

Hello...

Okay, sir.

What on earth did I say that you want to abandon your home?

Is marriage just a game we can set up or break apart whenever we feel like it?

You neither love your husband nor your daughter.

What are you doing, Shanta? Stop it.

There's no way you can stop me today.

Mother...

For God's sake, be quiet for a bit. I need to listen as well. Let me handle this.

What happened?

Tell me?

I can take her words, but why bring in my parents?

Mother, why did you involve her parents?

I had to endure it from your grandmother as well.

Despite my father's huge jute business, that woman spent her life bullying me.

She has lived for 110 years; I had to listen for 110 years.

How many more years do I have left to endure this?

So, for however long she lives, I'll have to listen to this?

-Okay listen... - I won't listen to it anymore.

Shanta, Shanta, listen...

Shanta...

I am an elderly person;

Maybe a word just came out wrong. Do you need to hold onto that?

Yes, Sajib.

I'm fed up with these household problems.

- Alright, go ahead. - I was following Jamil Courier's vehicle.

Where?

- Sir, there's a huge maze. - Hello, Sajib...

Sajib...

Just give the short name of the location.

Sajib...

Sajib...

Hello... Sajib...

Hello...

Hello...

Sajib...

Sa...

Hello...

Hello, Sajib...

In the blue sky, you float the clouds,

And on the moon, you've cast a flood of light,

I don't understand, O Merciful One, The charm of your love.

I don't understand...

O Merciful One...

In the blue sky, you float the clouds,

And on the moon, you've cast a flood of light,

I don't understand, O Merciful One,

The charm of your love.

I don't understand, O Merciful One,

The charm of your love.

I don't understand, oh I don't understand,

I don't understand, oh I don't understand,

Ah hey...

In the blue sky...

In the blue sky...

In the blue sky...

In the blue sky...

Time for us to leave.

In the blue sky... In the blue sky... In the blue sky... In the blue sky...

In the blue sky... In the blue sky... I don't understand you.

In life, you gave so many forms...

- Sajib was like... [You make birds fly across the sky...]

- my own sibling. [Again, someone has placed...]

Please think of me as your son. [Water filling the wings...]

Don't hesitate to inform me of your needs. [In the heart where you built a home of affection,]

In that home, you didn't let me stay...

You made me a stranger.

- I'll be going now, auntie. - Son... [In human form, the body wanders...]

- Are you not taking Sajib along? [Carrying a graveyard in its chest.]

- He can't be alone without you. [In this desolate heart, you ignited...]

- Every time I called him, he'd say he was with you. [An unquenchable pyre... I don't understand...]

- How will he stay alone without you, son? [I don't understand... the charm of your love...]

- Son... Sajib... [I don't understand... O Merciful One, the charm of your love...]

I don't understand... oh, I don't understand...

In the blue sky, you float the clouds...

And on the moon, you've cast a flood of light,

I don't understand... O Merciful One... The charm of your love...

I don't understand... O Merciful One... The charm of your love...

I don't understand...

Where Sajib was murdered...

Aslam's people used to secretly make drugs there.

- Dairy Aslam? - Yes.

And Jamil used to supply them through a courier service.

The surprising thing is,

after Sajib died,

they got rid of all the evidence overnight.

Even all the offices of Jamil Courier Service were locked up!

Sir, did you find any clue about Dairy Aslam?

No. He's still out of reach.

But we've been getting news that he's in the country.

But where he is, what he's doing, who his people are...

we have no information about that.

Yes, Shihab, speak up.

- Sadman's phone has been found. - What?!

Yes, sir, Sadman's phone has been found.

Does anyone else know?

No, no, sir. No one knows.

-Okay, hang up, I'm coming. -Yes, sir.

What picture is this?

Looks like some kind of lab, sir.

I understand that. But what kind of lab, which lab?

Sir... the picture isn't clear.

We can't make it out, sir.

Okay, open Sadman's WhatsApp.

Yes, sir.

Sir.

Rayan didn't commit the murder, Sajib

You weren't the only one to come here.

Sadman had also come here before you!

What you have seen...

...Sadman saw the same thing.

Rayan didn't commit the murder, Sajib.

So, what do you think? Could Rayan have done it?

I mean, you've known him since he was little.

There's a vast difference between knowing...

and understanding someone.

You're here?

No need to be surprised.

I did have a meal at your place just the other day.

We've developed a normal relationship of visiting each other's homes, right?

Tell me directly, why have you come?

Nothing much,

I came to see how you all are doing.

And I brought these chocolates for your child.

Hmm.

What's this? What are you doing?

No need to panic.

We will search your house.

We will do our work, don't worry about us.

Come in.

- Runa. - Yes, father.

Who's here?

Babu's friends, father.

Oh.

Are these the ones who came the other day?

Yes, Uncle, it's us.

Have lunch with us today as well.

Of course, Uncle.

- Will you have some peanuts, Uncle? - No, son.

I can't peel peanuts.

I'm peeling them, you just eat.

Peanuts are good for you. Eating them increases intelligence.

That's wrong.

Eating peanuts doesn't increase intelligence.

Intelligence increases by stumbling.

- What? - Stumbling.

Properly speaking, it's called 'struggles'.

The more one stumbles in life...

...the more their intelligence grows.

If they can learn from it.

[Laughing]

Yes, you are right.

What medicines do you take?

Don't even ask, son. In old age...

...there's no end to medicines.

My diabetes has been high for a few days.

Hello.

Just... just coming, Uncle.

Hello.

Was this the right move, Mr. Moinul?

You are a man of the law.

I respect you. Is this the reward I get?

For the past few days, I’ve been struggling to see what’s right and wrong.

That's why I'm doing whatever my heart desires.

This money isn't mine alone. There are other shareholders.

Big shots.

You have a wife and children, your mother is sick,

isn't this a bit risky for you?

Yes, it has become risky.

You also have a wife and children.

And your wife is going to jail today.

The child will be alone.

Your old father...

His poor eyesight, his diabetes is also increasing.

So, isn't the risk a little higher for you, brother? Huh?

Listen!

My target isn't you.

I have no quarrel with you.

I haven't even started counting the money yet.

If you want, I can set aside some money for you.

- Think about it and tell me. - What do you actually want from me?

I'm looking for the forbidden fruit, that forbidden fruit...

...by eating which, Adam and Eve came to Earth from Heaven.

I'm sending you an address.

Come to the location.

You will find Adam and Eve, Heaven and Hell, and the forbidden fruit all together.

Bastard, what have you done?

I haven't killed a cockroach in my entire life!

And you have killed a human being.

What do I do with you now?

Leave this village right now.

Go, go, go...

- Assalamualaikum (Peace be upon you). - Walaikum Assalam (And Peace be upon you too).

My name is Moinul, I'm a DB Inspector.

I've come to talk about your son.

I don't have a son, nor did I ever have one.

I understand you're very angry with your son.

And that anger hasn't subsided yet.

We have information that your son committed a murder here 25 years ago and fled.

After that, Aslam never returned.

His name isn't Aslam.

I don't think anything else is needed to prove a murder case.

That's all, your honor.

Defense lawyer Saleh Akram, you may speak.

Your honor, I request time from this esteemed court.

I have more information, evidence, and witnesses to present to the court.

Besides, another witness for today, the victim's mother Nila Ahmed, is absent today.

I also have some questions for her. That's all, your honor.

Please don't break down so much.

We'll go for appeal. There's no need to break down so much.

We will fight till the end, okay?

Zebin, this doesn't suit you.

There's nothing to worry about.

Sorry, there was an emergency, I couldn't pick up the phone.

What happened today? When will Rayan get bail?

What happened? Why aren't you talking? When will Rayan get bail? Please, Zebin.

Hasan.

I think we should stop.

-Sir, please say something about the case. -Sir, when will Rayan Chowdhury get bail?

-Sir, please say something. Please. -I'll talk later.

Sir, say something to us.

-Who are you looking for? -Sorry, actually I...

I've come for Nila Ahmed in the next flat, but...

I rang the bell for a long time, but no one is responding.

Nila Auntie isn't here, she has left.

-She left, as in? -She has left the apartment.

Is your name Moinul?

Wait a moment.

There was no plan.

I suddenly felt like coming.

You could have let me know.

I intentionally didn't let you know.

-If I had told you, would you have let me come? -Of course not.

Until Sadman's murder case is settled, you cannot go anywhere.

Anyway, get ready, we'll go to Dhaka.

-I won't go back to Dhaka anymore. -Why?

I have nothing to return to.

Nila Auntie said to give this letter if you or anyone named Zebin show up.

And these cases, courtrooms, police stations...

I can't take it anymore.

I won't go back anymore, don't keep me trapped in all this.

Please sit down. Have some tea.

Have you ever...

thought about me?

What is there to think about you?

-You have everything. -No, I don't.

What don't you have?

You.

What's the news about Rayan?

-I heard the verdict is coming soon? -Not at all.

I have people, I will handle it.

You've hidden yourself your whole life.

From your wife, from your children, from me.

Whoever you loved, you hid yourself from them.

At least, please, don't hide yourself today.

Hasan, Rayan is going to be sentenced to death.

Your son is going to be hanged, please be a father, Hasan.

All are fucking lies. It's all a lie.

Nothing will happen to Rayan.

-All are fucking lies. -Hasan.

-I don't want our relationship to continue. -What?

We have complicated our simple relationship a lot.

The more time passes,

the more complicated the relationship will become.

You should be by your wife's side now.

Whatever the verdict in the case,

as a father, you should make a final attempt to save your son.

You yourself said,

At the end of the day, people have to return home.

Fix your home, Hasan.

Dear Zebin.

I know you would come looking for me someday.

I have always been a very foolish and emotional person.

I have made all the decisions in my life based on emotions.

This time was no exception.

I have left this city.

There's no one left for me in this city anymore.

I have forgiven my son's killer.

To take revenge for a mother losing her child, I cannot take away the son of another mother.

From this violent game of killing and revenge, I know the pain of losing a child.

May this pain not be imposed on any other mother in the world.

Stay well, Sincerely, Nila.

Mr. Moinul, who actually committed the murder?

Madam, I know this. But I won't tell you now.

You knew it all along, didn't you?

Please don't ask me any questions, I need time.

What if Rayan is hanged in the meantime?

-Whatever happens, I don't care. -Rayan, listen to me.

Listen, Sajib.

I just couldn't solve an easy puzzle.

Got stuck in such a maze; I was drowning in it.

You know, since the evening of that day...

They were following Sadman, Rayan and Lima.

Let's get drenched in the rain!

No way!

-Where's the rest of the stuff? -It's in my house.

-Go get them now. -You better get them by yourself.

F@#k!

What the hell! Where's the stuff?

-You couldn't find them? -Are you messing with me?

Did your father pay for it? Motherf#er!

During the fight,

Sadman's phone slips out of his pocket.

He realized, the phone dropped during the fight.

To get his phone, when he opens the door...

Hey! What happened?

-Leave me. -I will kill you here!

They left the knife inside Rayan's car...

that was used to kill Sadman.

Then Rayan arrives...

I will f@#!ing kill him!

Rayan enters the room...

He sees Sadman's body covered in blood.

Sadman!

-Sadman! -Rayan got scared.

Sadman!

While trying to escape,

his foot slips in Sadman's blood.

That's how we discovered the blood on the shoes.

On the shoes! Haha.

Not all evidence is useful, Sajib...

Some evidence distorts our focus.

Sadman!

We couldn't match the equation in time.

We should've done it earlier.

The front of your house looks amazing.

Thank you!

All these years, I couldn't bring you here.

Today, you came on your own.

I'm feeling really good.

Nila, don't you think...

that our relationship needs a conclusion?

A conclusion means the end of it all.

Is that what you want?

Not at all.

A conclusion can be a happy ending too!

What happened? What are you doing at this hour?

-Ms. Nila, you have to come with us. -Wait!

-Why would Nila go with you? -Why would she stay with you?

Got any documents to keep her?

-I am not going anywhere. -You will.

-You can say it here. -You must come with us.

You know why you're going. Don't act clueless.

Why are you behaving like this?

You are going too far, Mr. Moinul.

You killed your son to protect your affair.

Now I'm going too far?

What? Mizan! What is he saying?

-Are you out of your mind? -Wait a moment.

How much did Mr. Hasan pay you for staging this?

-I have proof. -Oh!

Proof is in, so he must have paid a lot.

-How much? -Keep it down.

Then why pretend to be good all this time?

I pretend & I will do it again.

I like pretending.

My wish. Let's go!

You're getting me wrong, Mr. Moinul. Why would I murder my son?

Let's go. Come with me! Now!

-Mr. Moinul! -Mizan!

Grab her.

Mizan!

-Mizan! -Walk straight!

Mizan!

Wait!

You can't take Nila. She doesn't know a thing.

Don't you get it? She looks innocent.

-But she is the murderer. -No, I didn't.

Want to see her confess right in front of you?

Stop, Mr. Moinul! I said no.

Don't touch her like that.

I said no, Mr. Moinul!

Mo@#!F!! I murdered Sadman!

I killed Sadman.

-Why are you here? -We need to talk.

There's nothing to discuss. Go away!

Don't push me!

-Shut up! -Sadman, listen!

Mo@#!F!!

Mo@#!F!!

You ruined my mother's life. Now you're here to ruin mine.

How dare he! The audacity!

He hurts Nila's feelings!

What is he doing here?

-Do I owe you an explanation? -Yes, you do!

I will kill you here mo#@#F!!

Wait and see!

I killed him brutally.

The moment his blood was on my body...

I felt peace. So much peace.

I've destroyed the lives of all who've hurt Nila.

When she was young...

Saidul harassed her on the way to school.

Nila!

Leave my hands! I said leave them!

-Relax! -I said, let go!

Stop it! Let go of my hands.

I drowned him in the river.

You hurt her, now it's your turn to suffer.

He isn't hurting me.

This was done to expose your real face.

Earlier you said, I pretend.

Well, here it is.

This is the last chance to catch him...

I need your help for it.

Nila.

I did all of this for you, to get you.

Trust me!

To get me?

You took away everything for me!

Nila!

What kind of love is this, Mizan?

But here's the tricky part.

He didn't kill Sadman for love.

But to save himself.

One day, Sadman visits Liton to buy drugs from him.

He spots Gondar Babu and Mizan getting into a car.

Seeing Mizan with Gondar Babu, Sadman got suspicious.

Following them leads Sadman to find an old house.

This is where Mizan secretly manufactured drugs.

Sadman had photo evidence.

He started blackmailing Mizan.

I found this information from Sadman's phone.

Mizan realized, if Sadman lived, he would lose it all.

Social status, Nila, everything!

I have all the evidence on my phone. M!o@#@#!!

I will give it to the police.

I'll destroy your whole drug operation.

Mizan's plan was to get the evidence from Sadman and kill him.

Where's your phone?

Hey! Come with me.

So, behind a facade of respectability,

you are running a drug business,

the drugs that are destroying an entire society, a generation.

These are for Nila?

This is all nonsense. Nothing is being destroyed because of me.

This is a spoiled generation.

They are an addicted generation.

It's just a business for me; if I didn't do it, someone else would.

Could you have stopped it? How many people could you have stopped?

Society, generation, I don't care.

You're the smartest criminal I've ever seen.

I've never seen anyone so proud of their crimes.

Because I have no remorse for my work, I can do anything for Nila.

Shut up!

Don't you dare say my name.

-Please try to understand. -I didn't know you were such a devil.

-Why didn't I realize this earlier? -Nila! Please try to understand, Nila!

Trust me!

The game is not over yet, sister. Just wait and see.

-Sorry, Boss. -Babu!

You!

I had no intention of getting into this mess.

Moinul sir's request was so insistent, I couldn't refuse.

After all, he is an honourable person.

Protecting the dignity of an honourable person is my responsibility.

I might be a criminal, but I'm not rude.

I learned this from you, Boss.

It's clear you staged a good drama.

Good job, good performance.

To catch a bastard like you, I had to be a bit of a bastard myself.

There was no other way.

You are being arrested on charges of murdering Sadman.

-Is that so? -Yes, Mr. Mizan, alias Dairy Aslam.

-His name isn't Aslam. -What is his name?

His name is Mizanur Rahman.

What's the point?

You won't even be able to do anything to me.

What do you think?

You'll be able to get out of here? You showed off a lot, didn't you?

Now I'll show you.

You wanted to see the monster inside me, didn't you?

Now you'll see. What do you think?

A guy like Dairy Aslam...

You motherf#ker, you're nothing to me.

You've been blabbering and giving me a headache.

Come here, brother.

Hello! What duty are you on? Take this back.

Brother, I borrowed the gun. Please don't say anything to him.

Hey, let go of my hand.

Let me have a cigarette.

Why are you so stunned?

I knew you were Dairy Aslam's trusted man.

The most trusted.

But now it seems the complete opposite. You killed your own boss?

You yourself gave the explanation.

These types of people have two characters.

One is Dairy Aslam, the other is Mizan.

I am Dairy Aslam's trusted man, not Mizan's.

I despise people like Mizan.

They just go around doing lovey-dovey stuff.

Sir, this is called a snake plant.

Its job is to purify the air in the room.

I'll keep it on my desk. Beautiful, isn't it?

One side of the wall can't know the other.

What strange pain everyone hides inside.

So many desires our subconscious has.

Blue lotus bubbles in the water.

So many faces, near or far.

What silent suffering steals their peace away.

So many faces, near or far.

What unseen malady dims their inner light.

No one seeks the wounds another bears.

A foolish heart the human soul ignores.

A foolish heart the human soul ignores.

Are you getting a divorce?

Yeah!

- Does it bother you? - No!

I'm not mature enough to handle these things.

Really!

Mm-hm.

Thanks.

I was a bit worried about it.

I was thinking how I could share this issue with you!

Mom! Over the past few days in jail, I realized something.

Life is too short to judge others' lives.

When I was frustrated from taking drugs,

I used to blame you guys as an excuse for that life.

But...

I was wrong, Mom! I was wrong.

Loving with all my heart's desire...

Getting closer day by day.

Loving with a burning, fierce desire...

Saad!

Mom, where were you? [My beloved feels so distant.]

Let's go somewhere, shall we? Doesn't it feel suffocating in here?

Auntie, where were you? I've been waiting here for ages.

Let's go somewhere outside. It feels suffocating in the house.

A foolish heart the human soul ignores.

Alone and silent in the joyful crowd,

vulnerable, rain falls in a pattering shroud.

Love, hate, anger, sorrow, compromise.

-What's the name of this river? -Kaliganga.

Sadman used to talk about a river.

-The Gorai River? -Yes.

That river is near his grandfather's house. He had never been there.

He heard stories from his father.

-But what he used to say... -He fell into the river while playing once.

Then a nomadic woman pulled him out, and then gave him a hard slap.

Yes.

That's a story from his father's life.

After his father passed away, he'd pass that story off as his own.

And he'd tell the story to people in such a way,

that he himself believed it was his own story.

A foolish heart the human soul ignores.

A foolish heart the human soul ignores.

A foolish heart the human soul ignores.

A foolish heart the human soul ignores.

Thank you.

Uncle.

How's your diabetes? Has it increased?

It fluctuates a lot constantly.

It's been going on like this.

But you have to control it. Diabetes is a bad disease, uncle.

It's no use, son.

-My expiry date has arrived. -What are you saying!

One minute. I'll just go and have a word.

- Hello? - Yes, Mr Moinul?

-How are you? -Who is this?

Who I am is not important.

The philosopher Confucius has a famous saying:

The hardest thing is finding a black cat in a dark room.

Especially when there's no cat.

Are you that black cat?

Who are you?

Dairy Aslam?

Mr. Moinul, in the police records, Dairy Aslam is a dead man.

Babu killed him with his own hands.

May God be with you, take care. [Maze! Maze!]

Babu killed Mizan.

Not Dairy Aslam?

[Maze! Maze!]

I think I said the right thing.

[Maze! Maze!]

[Maze! Maze!]