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Hello, who is speaking?

-Is your dad at home, dear? -Wait, I'll call him.

Daddy, phone for you.

Inspector Ranjith here.

Sir, someone has been murdered in the archaeological department.

The treasure found at Warangal site is missing, sir.

I have informed Ranjith sir.

Please come here at once, sir.

KAPATADHAARI

I don't know what to do. I'm scared to death.

What are your daily activities?

A policeman's life is like the old Govt of India's Doordarshan TV channel.

No changes whatsoever.

I wake up at 6 o'clock sharp.

6:30, jogging.

7:00, gym. 7:30, breakfast.

No matter what happens,

I report to duty by 8:30.

Is the sub-inspector of police given a gun?

Traffic police don't get any weapon

let alone gun.

Why do you need a gun, anyway?

To shoot the ones without license or what?

We cannot encounter people, you know?

I meant the rogues with their wheeling antics causing accidents

and killing innocent people. I want to shoot them.

It's not about wheeling or revealing.

They suffer from piles and they fly mid-air

from their seats to relieve their pain.

Hey! Forget it.

How many years have you been in the traffic department?

From the days of drinking 'dum chai' in Al-Saba café at LB Nagar traffic junction.

Sir, I've filed more cases than anyone in the last two years.

I have the potential to do more.

I joined the police force only to work in the Crime department.

Sir, give me just one chance.

Doesn't matter if it is an agency area, I'll prove my caliber to you.

Have you ever seen yourself in the mirror?

If you need to qualify for the Crime department,

along with the fitness factor, you must score well in the written test.

Do you know what you scored in the test?

I was suffering from typhoid on the day of the exam.

That's why I fared badly.

Try cooking up stories with someone else.

It won't work with me.

Will you accept bribes?

No.

If God gives you lemons, you should learn to make lemonade!

-Sir? -What's wrong with you?

A traffic policeman's job is so lucrative. It is like a temple donation box.

Once you start taking bribes,

people will walk up to you and fill your pocket with money.

Let go of this madness and embrace money.

-Go. -Sir!

What are your hobbies?

Playing chess. Watching crime movies.

An ordinary soldier killed the mighty king.

Time just flies when I am here, ma'am.

I hope the children didn't trouble you.

-If they did, I am sorry. -Not at all, Ma'am.

Let's go out and play.

Please accept it for this month's expenses.

Thanks a ton, sir.

Sex?

You came to see me because I'm male, right?

I didn't mean your gender.

I asked if you have prior experience in sex or not?

No.

Not even once?

Well, what happened?

What did the commissioner say?

Asked me to plan how to invest the bribes I collect!

Don't be disappointed.

If you keep trying like King Vikramaditya,

someday, you will be Crime Sub Inspector Gowtham Kumar

and I'll be Simha, Traffic Sub Inspector.

Doesn't it sound thrilling?

Forget my promotion. You didn't even pass college.

-How will you qualify? -Why shouldn't I!

Stop talking to me.

It isn't my fault I didn't pass.

-It's all your fault. -What did I do?

I asked you for your answer sheet to copy and return it during our final exam--

-I passed it on to you. -What did you pass?

You gave me the question paper!

What took you so long to tell me this?

I realized it was the question paper only after I saw the exam result!

Hey! Don't you know the difference between question paper and answer paper?

Sir, you didn't know the difference

how would I?

Okay, bye, time just flew talking to you.

All the best!

-Thanks, bye. -Bye.

-Hello, Mom. -Do you like the girl?

Which one?

I met an army of girls.

Forget my opinion.

None of them liked me.

I think I'm going to remain

single like a signal post in a busy traffic junction all my life.

-Why are you annoyed, Dear? -Then what, Mom?

After discussing for hours, and knowing everything

about my life,

they all rejected me because I'm a policeman.

Listen to my idea just once, dear.

Pray to Lord Shiva and deities representing the nine planets.

Then see the miracle.

Mom, I went through the hassle of seeing these faces only to please you.

Till this white shirt becomes a khaki shirt,

I'm not going to marry, understood?

Don't go that side, son.

[loud horrified scream]

There was a big lake in this area.

These corpses may have been swept from there.

I can't share any information until we complete our investigation.

We will update you after completing our investigation.

You can leave now.

Sir, sir.

Excuse me, sir.

-Sir? -What is it?

These skulls were found in my jurisdiction.

So?

Can I also join the investigation, sir?

Then shall I go home and watch the cricket match?

I don't mean to interfere, sir.

These skulls look like they are from the same family,

including a child, sir.

Did that skeleton tell you personally?

Did they introduce themselves as mother, father and daughter to you?

Mr. Gowtham, there are many over there in the city traveling without a helmet.

First go and save their skulls!

Smart alec!

Two plates Mysore bajji.

If you don't add onions, you'll be in trouble, over!

-Damn! -What happened?

It's all over.

They will report those skeletons were washed here by flood or cyclone.

And bury the crime once again.

You may feel bad if I tell you this.

Don't apply a kilometer ointment for a wound less than a millimeter deep!

Stop looking at things through microscope.

How can everything be viewed as a crime?

His point of view may be true too.

-Think positive. -No, I'm sure.

My sixth sense tells me something wrong had happened.

Sixth sense?

You think you're Bruce Willis and I'm the director Night Shyamalan?

What's lacking in our Traffic department?

We blow just one whistle and even celebrities quake and quiver!

Recently actor-director Adivi Sesh was driving and I went to greet him.

He reversed lightning fast as if he had flouted rules.

What more can you ask for!

Harping on solving crimes as if it will offer us a promotion on a platter.

Start your bike.

Keep my fritters ready, over.

There was a big lake near this area.

These corpses may have been swept from that lake.

I can't share any information until we complete our investigation.

My sixth sense tells me Something bad had happened.

I am a bit busy with some work, Dear.

-I'll see you soon. -Hey, mister!

What are you doing here? Who are you!

You want to know who I am?

-Who are you, man? -What?

How dare you ask me that!

If I break your limbs in the station, then you will know

who I am.

Department, huh?

Press.

Press reporter.

-Come up. -Give me a hand, Boss.

Ouch!

Do you lack the minimum knowledge not to trespass into a crime scene?

Which Press do you belong to? Show me your ID card.

Lockup News.

Show me a proper ID card.

Or else you being in lock-up will be the headlines.

Lockup News.

Editor.

Gopalakrish--

What are you doing here?

I was told skulls were found when this place was dug up.

I came to see if I can get a cover story for my paper.

At this time of night?

Crime reporter has no work timings as such.

Twenty-four hours on duty.

So sad!

Trying to shower sympathy on me?

No need.

Give my ID card, boss.

I'll leave.

I will, I will.

Come to the station tomorrow and collect it.

Don't play games with me.

-I want my card back, Boss. -Told you to come to the station.

Boss. Sir!

Attitude with which you spoke last night,

I thought you must be the new inspector in Crime branch.

You are a traffic policeman.

Aren't we a part of the police department?

You could say so.

Like the difference between an iPhone and China phone, that's all.

This is the last time I'll ask you.

Return my ID Card and I'll go my way.

I won't.

What will you do?

So be it.

You'll know the repercussions of messing up

with a reporter in tomorrow's 'Lock up' newspaper.

Praise be to Lord Ganesha.

Come in.

Sir.

[holy chant]

Sit.

Thank you, sir.

Read the newspaper on the table.

LOCKUP NEWS

TRAFFIC POLICE WHO TOOK OVER THE INEFFECTIVE CRIME INVESTIGATION

People use this paper to pack food at grocery stores and sweet shops.

Imagine this news was printed in some other paper?

Reputation of our department would have been tarnished.

Sir, he has done this deliberately.

What were you doing there so late in the night?

My sixth sense tells me it's a murder.

That's why I went to investigate.

Are you a CBI officer to investigate?

Look, I've already enquired thoroughly with Inspector Dayanand.

That's a closed case.

Let those skeletons become one with dust and rest in peace.

It's election time.

We have plenty of problems in the city.

Don't bring a new problem and crucify us.

Sir, give me just one chance.

-Please. -Shut up!

Are you dumb or what?

This is your last warning.

If you step out of line like this again...

-Sorry, sir. -Out!

Sir, don't hit me. This is not right.

-Sir, tell him not to hit me. -Shut up.

Do you think I am an imbecile?

Spinning a yarn with false promises to pay back.

-I am not lying, Sir. -Shut up!

Give me one week's time, sir. I'll pay you back for sure.

You said the exact same thing last week too!

I swear on Goddess Shakthi, sir.

This time, I'll keep up my word, sir.

I swear on our Goddess, sir.

Sir, tell him not to hurt me.

Please, sir.

[loud scream of agony]

I broke only your finger this time.

If you break your promise,

you have a daughter, right?

You will read obscene news about her in some other newspaper.

Let's go.

[groaning]

Who were those men? Your brothers?

My brothers-in-law!

Keep hassling me for money.

Does money grow on trees?

Boss?

Only those who kiss the feet of all these so-called bigshots,

get access to income-generating news and advertisements, the whole works.

Enough, enough.

Straight forward reporters like me,

are cast aside labelling yellow journalism.

My paper should be the most circulated for all the cover stories I wrote.

What to do? My blessed fate!

I was a partner with a conniving cheat.

I trusted him with my life

but he betrayed me big time.

Bloody rogue!

He stripped me clean!

I found myself neck-deep in debts.

If I think about my life,

I feel like dying in that Metro construction pit.

Disgusting profession, sir.

By the way,

I heard they are going to bury the case along with the bones.

How do you know this?

I've been working in the Press for 30 years, Boss.

I know everything.

[cricket commentary]

Boss...

If I order one more quarter, will you pay for my drink?

Hey, you there.

Boss, boss.

Stop the bike, please.

-Why, sir? -Stop, I'll tell you.

Ouch.

Okay, let me offer my prayers to God.

-Okay. -Two minutes.

Hey!

What are you glaring at me for, huh?

You are so sure no one will oppose you.

You jerk!

Do you intend cleaning the city?

You are a monstrous corruption whale yourself.

What will you clean, you stinky scumbag?

One day, I'll bare all the skeletons in your cupboard

and drag you out in the open.

Scoundrel without a conscience!

As if I don't know your true colors!

Sir, sir, sir.

Don't embarrass yourself.

I don't give two hoots, Boss.

Boss...

He is more cunning than a jackal.

If you see him and a snake at the same time,

he should be killed first.

Right, alright.

I'll bring the gun from Crime department tomorrow.

We can shoot him at leisure.

He has to be shot dead.

Come, sir.

Get me a gun, boss.

I'll shoot him.

Dad!

Your father is slightly tanked.

-Come in. -Don't say I'm drunk.

-Go inside. -Thank you, boss.

-You? -I am Gowtham.

Thank you.

-Take care. -Go home safe, Boss.

Sir, I've brought the case file and forensic report you asked Narasimham.

-Keep it confidential, sir. -Thank you.

Come up, I'm coming.

Give it to me.

-Sir, case files you asked. -Forensic report?

All the reports are intact.

According to the carbon dating report,

this skull and these bones belong to male aged 30-32 years.

These belong to approximately 28-29 years of aged female.

This is of a child who was 8-10 years old.

The child's bones have completely disintegrated.

Initially, I couldn't figure out if it was death from natural causes or murder.

But noticing the way these bones have been broken,

seems a bit unusual.

But at the same time,

the pressure of the mud after burial could have caused this damage.

But the toy car found along with the bones and other items,

makes me suspect this isn't death by natural causes.

Sir?

These are the items I found along with the girl child's remains.

How long ago were they buried?

Must be approximately 40 years.

What will they do to these bones?

Govt will arrange for an official burial.

You've buried all the bones in one pit.

Govt has sanctioned money for only one pit, sir.

I've finished, sir.

Do you know the names of the deceased to inscribe on the tomb, sir?

I don't know.

I'll let you know soon.

I'll take your leave, sir.

You may go.

What happened to you?

You were so lost in thoughts.

I thought I'll add my bit to your introspection.

Well, you know,

I'm unable to wipe that case off my mind.

There's something wrong.

All that happened, isn't wrong. All that broke, isn't strong.

All that boils, isn't lentils.

-Hey! -Then what?

Is it as important as choosing the capital of a state?

Forget it and move on.

A whole family has been killed and buried.

How can I forget it?

Sentimental fool!

It isn't the end of the world.

There was really a lake nearby.

Corpses were washed to the bank as often as once in two days.

I've heard a lot about such incidents.

-You intend to slap me or what? -What did you say?

Do you have any idea when this happened?

We are half-khaki clad cops, our department is Traffic.

We deal with no helmet, triple drive or maximum, drunk & drive.

Let Crime Department handle this. Why should we interfere?

Crime or Traffic, police department is the same.

If we witness a crime, we should question it.

I believe they were murdered.

That's why I am concerned. Just tell me which year.

Somewhere between 1975-1980.

High-raise buildings were planned only after these corpses cropped up.

Head constable Shiva told me this.

Where can I get the list of those corpses?

You know how many questions you've asked me so far? Just joking.

Contact Manju from the Administration department.

He will furnish all the details.

Okay, Dude.

Sir, all the files you asked for are here. Take your time and look through it.

Thanks, Manju.

Following relentlessly Troubling endlessly

An unknown introduction

A shadow of an obsession

Playing games recklessly

Masked man in disguise

Cast a net of deceit and lies

World changed its varied hues

Stranded mid-road is righteousness

Fairplay that rolls the dice

Forgetting law and justice ties

Life is a battle of minds, out of control

To struggle and win should be our goal

He blindfolds your senses This man in essence is

Master of disguise

A false face personifies

No idea which path leads where

Journey stretches long without a care

Every single step loaded with stress

Entire path ahead is filled with distress

Inauspicious time, Rahu, is the king Atrocity rules the state smirking

Justice is blind, busy gambling This is the law of the land rambling

Eyes red with anger residing Self centeredness in the heart hiding

Like Buddha smiling calmly

Man of disguise is he

Sir? Sir.

Master of deceit and duplicity

Sir. Tea, sir.

Like a hawk flying high in the sky Looting to square up enmity on the sly

Using diverting tactics cleverly

Killing justice sinisterly

Hiding the truth, shifting the blame Reaching heights of fortune and fame

Masquerader with a pen name

Charade is the name of his game

Smoke-screen veil to fame

Tell me, Boss.

-What do you want? -In the year 1977,

a police inspector by name Ranjith Kumar was assigned to Uppal police station.

Have you heard of him?

Ranjith Kumar?

Yes.

No, never heard of him.

Shall I ask around in the department?

It's okay.

I'll find out myself. Thank you.

Inspector Ranjith Kumar seems a mystery cop.

But by reading every page of his investigation report,

I can find out for sure the motive behind the three murders.

February 25th, morning,

a complaint was filed about a murder and theft

in the Archaeological department.

Murdered victim was Sampath Raj.

Age 32.

The first step in our investigation were the items stolen from the locker.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Yes.

This is Ganapathy speaking.

He was the excavation officer, Ranga Rao's superior.

During the Warangal site excavation,

many treasures were found dating back to the Kakatiya dynasty.

Jewelry worth almost Rs 8-9 million

It seemed unsafe to lock up such priceless treasures over there.

I passed an order requesting a transfer of the treasures to Hyderabad Head Office.

Ranga Rao said the situation was not conducive there.

So he wanted some time.

[Ranjith] What was wrong?

Some political agitation is rampant.

There's a riot all over the place.

So, he said he would send it two days later.

[Ranjith] Sampath's body was first found by office peon Sebastian.

I have been working with Sampath sir for ten years.

I reach our office daily by 8:00 a.m, sir.

On that day too, I came at 8:00 sharp.

Oh, God! Sir is lying dead. Someone has murdered sir.

Sir has been killed.

My stomach somersaulted, sir.

If I think of that pool of blood,

I can't sleep even now.

[Ranjith] Sampath was killed with some sharp weapon.

When I was wondering what could be the murder weapon,

I noticed one out of two knives on the office wall was missing.

Why was Sampath murdered?

My name is Babu Naik, sir.

I am working for the past 15 years in the Department of Archaeology, sir.

Only Sampath sir has the key to our department's locker.

No one else can lay hands on it.

Treasures that we excavate should be handed over to him for safe custody, sir.

[Ranjith] In the outskirts of Hyderabad city,

a car was burnt down and abandoned.

We later found it belonged to Ranga Rao working in the Archaeology department.

But there was no information about Ranga Rao.

As far as this case was concerned, this car was an important evidence.

Because the knife missing from the office was also found in this burnt car.

Since Ranga Rao was not around for the inquiry,

we interrogated his servants.

Pochamma, cook in Ranga Rao's house.

I serve him coffee at 6:00 a.m sharp.

Sir, coffee.

I came back an hour later.

The coffee was untouched.

The cup was right there.

The door was locked too.

Thinking sir must have gone out before daybreak somewhere.

I went to ask Saidulu the servant.

I am Saidulu, sir.

Pochamma referred me to this place four years ago.

[mobile ringing]

Boss?

GK speaking.

Tell me.

Well, after seeing your interest in the case,

I have decided to help you.

It is up to you to give me the cover story or not.

Thanks.

We kept knocking on his door but he didn't open, sir.

That's why we broke open the door and went in.

His wardrobe was open and absolutely empty.

Thinking he must have gone on some project

we got back to work, sir.

I remembered, madam asking me to keep her suitcase in the room the previous day.

-Saidulu. -Coming, madam.

Sir will come home late. You go and sleep.

Okay, madam.

Bring my suitcase here.

I have to pack.

If they planned a trip on the night of the murder,

is this mere coincidence or pre-planned?

Something fishy.

I continued by interrogation as to why Ranga Rao's family left town.

Sir, I forgot to tell you something.

Ranga Rao sir called me to his chamber that evening.

-Sebastian. -Sir?

There's some political agitation.

Section 144, lockdown has been enforced.

-Sampath will be with me. -Okay, sir.

-All of you go home soon. -Okay, sir.

I'll go with Sampath after we finish work.

Okay, sir.

There was a huge agitation outside, sir.

That's why I thought maybe sir sent us home earlier than usual.

Sir, my name is Fernandez.

I've been sir's driver for the past five years.

But that night I wasn't on duty.

No one was in the office other than our sir and Sampath Raj sir.

-Fernandez! -Sir?

I will be a little late. You can go home.

It's okay, sir. I will wait.

No need. Go home.

Okay, sir.

I went home straight because of the riots outside.

[Ranjith] Ranga Rao's security guard, Veeraswamy.

That night as usual sir came home in his car.

But Fernandez was not in the car.

Boss was driving the car himself.

When I saw in the mirror,

his shirt had bloodstains.

Before I could ask him what happened, he went in and shut the door.

I went back to my post thinking it is none of my business.

After a while,

the lights outside flickered.

Then it was a total power outage.

I wanted to check the situation inside I lit a lantern and went in.

Sir.

Sir.

I don't know who hit me, sir.

I know only this much.

But I think maybe Ranga Rao sir had a partner.

That man, Ranga Rao sir and his wife

must have joined hands to commit this crime, sir.

From the available clues,

most importantly security guard's statement,

and the bloodstained slip found in Ranga Rao's room

I feel Mr. and Mrs. Ranga Rao must be the culprits for sure.

But their partner who aided and abetted their crime remains a mystery.

I felt sad for them thinking they were innocent.

But it has been proved they will butcher anyone for the sake of money.

That poor child became sacrificial lamb.

May 27th, 1985,

due to the finding of an important evidence

I request you to reopen the case of Sampath Raj's murder.

From, Ranjith Kumar, Investigating officer.

Ranga Rao and his wife died of greed.

Along with Sampath Raj,

their own daughter Vaidehi became a victim.

Ranga Rao's partner in crime must be someone who was always accessible to him.

Analyzing with these facts,

one of the statements is a lie.

Who is more avaricious than Ranga Rao?

Hello?

I need a small favor.

In 1977,

at Uppal police station, there was an Inspector by the name Ranjith Kumar.

I need his contact details.

-Okay, I'll try. -Thanks.

Caught in action. Come, my Boy.

Mr. Egg-head. Where is your helmet?

-Careful. -Okay, sir.

Show me your license.

-Hello?-I checked regarding Ranjith Kumar.

He retired from service 35 years ago.

No address in our records.

I have texted via WhatsApp his old ID card.

Okay.

No RC book. No money either, huh?

-Take it out. -It's all I have.

Go.

Has director Rajamouli's RR movie leaked online or what?

Shut up!

This man?

Doesn't he look familiar?

One minute, wait.

Hey! He is that drunken monk, Dude.

Drunken drive case. Eagle nose fellow.

We caught him in Dilsukh Nagar driving that old Fiat car.

We even filed a complaint against that old man.

I remember.

If we check our old register,

we might get his address, come.

Hello!

Hello, sir?

Anyone there?

Who the hell are you, Man?

Is this your first robbery?

Hey! Are you mad or what?

I would have been dead if you hadn't missed.

Then let me aim again.

I will make sure I don't miss this time.

Who the hell are you?

Sir, my name is Gowtham.

You can be Gowtham or Gautham Buddha.

It doesn't matter to me.

Why did you come here?

Sir, in 1977, Ranga Rao, head of archaeology department, Warangal

stole Govt treasure and murdered his colleague Sampath Raj

and went into hiding with his family.

I read the case file and found out you investigated this case.

I strongly suspect the family that escaped

has been found, sir.

While digging for Metro work some skeletons were unearthed.

Sir, after you closed that case,

once again on May 27th, 1985 you found some new evidence, sir.

You applied for reopening that case.

What was the important evidence you found on that date, sir?

I couldn't find any detail in the case file.

We don't have any DNA samples from Ranga Rao's family.

It is very difficult to match or confirm anything.

Based on your evidence,

we can identify the skeletons as Ranga Rao's family.

Please tell me, sir.

I am not obligated to tell you anything.

-Out! -Sir, please.

Sir, sir, sir.

Please.

I'll go.

Please listen to me for a minute.

Just one minute.

Just give me one clue about Ranga Rao's partner who helped him. That will do.

No one is bothered about this case.

So it had just merged into oblivion.

I am an ordinary Traffic Sub Inspector, sir.

But still I am investigating this case.

Aren't you a police officer too?

Please understand why I am being so insistent.

All the new details of the case have been updated in this file.

Please go through it at leisure.

Calm down, sir.

I'll take your leave, sir.

In my dream, I can see

Your precious face before me

That poetry in motion Dancing animation

Brought back Alas buried memories of my past

Like waves that recede and flow Your memories caress me to and fro

Badgered my heart, ripped me brow to toe

Memories of you scorched me through

Followed me as my shadow

In my dream, I can see

Your precious face before me

That poetry in motion Dancing animation

Brought back, alas happy memories of my past

Like waves that recede and flow Your memories caress me to and fro

Hassled my heart, ripped me head to toe

Memories of you scorched me through

Followed me true as my shadow

[whistling]

My sky will beam eternally from far With your sweet smile as a twinkling star

All ways, my dear Always, crystal clear

Won't those happy days I cherish Return for my sake to revel and relish?

By my side to savor Now and forever

If my wishful thinking, just a dream

Like this unfolding story's theme

If it changes, then in silence resigned

Do I have to accept reality redefined?

At this moment in time, destined

What kind of life am I leading, o' God!

Stop right there.

If you set foot in this direction once again,

then there won't be any difference

between the skulls you found and you!

Go ahead, sir.

Come on, shoot me.

Aren't you ashamed of leading a wasted life like this?

Do you know?

You were put on such a high pedestal by our department at one point of time.

You inspired so many people to become police officers, you know.

But now,

you are addicted to alcohol,

and hiding here like a coward.

Looking at you now

I am wondering if it was really you they held in such high regard.

Just because your family died,

you abandoned the case you were investigating and resigned.

If such diligent officers like you give up,

how will justice be served to the innocent?

A young girl.

An innocent young girl was killed and buried.

My blood boiled when I found this out.

That's why I took up this case.

You don't care for others, do you?

Go and get sloshed somewhere and sprawl down senseless.

I will never disturb you again.

Every single step I took, night and day Was in search of you every which way

Sleepless Helpless

My love, holding on to you tight Time spent in your lap, such sheer delight

Police officers like you, have no retirement.

I lost you and our darling daughter.

I don't know why I am still alive.

Maybe, you're still alive to wind up this unfinished case.

By investigating the case, in which, a man died 40 years ago,

what am I going to achieve?

You still let our memories haunt you though we're died 30 years ago.

What have you achieved by this?

Some random youngster has taken up this case and is struggling with it.

This is your case.

Finishing what he starts is my Ranjith's style.

I like it very much.

Wow! Did you like the song?

I'm sure you all liked it.

Because it is a heart touching song, and you all have hearts.

Sir, look who has come.

Name's Ranjith Kumar, Inspector of police.

Sir?

Gowtham.

A sincere police officer can sleep fitfully

only if he solves his half-finished case.

But all the cases can't be closed so easily.

Some cases possess us like spirits and make us grieve.

Like this one, Gowtham.

Sir, why did you think of reopening this case?

You know very well.

When we are investigating a case,

if we suspect someone, whatever they do, will seem wrong.

I did the same mistake.

So, in your opinion, Ranga Rao isn't the culprit?

No.

According to my analysis, Ranga Rao is innocent.

We arrived at the conclusion that Ranga Rao killed Sampath Raj

based on the evidence we got back then.

But the truth may be,

whoever killed Sampath Raj must have killed Ranga Rao too.

That night, Ranga Rao didn't try to escape.

It's here.

He was buried with his family right here.

With the new evidence I got back then,

I made an informed guess.

So, someone else escaped that night, not him.

Yes.

What was the new evidence you got, sir?

Where is the case file?

Actually, it wasn't a new evidence.

When I was inspecting Ranga Rao's house on that day,

I found a prescription written by a doctor in his house.

But I couldn't get hold of the doctor's contact details.

When we investigate a case,

we tend to believe blindly the lies surrounding us.

But, it's ridiculous.

Our eyes should always be focused on the truth.

Not on lies that seem to resemble the truth.

You tried your best to trace handwriting in the prescription, right, sir?

I read your case file.

Eight years after Ranga Rao went missing, while I was investigating some other case,

I came across the medical report with the same handwriting.

I found the doctor's address.

Contrary to our assumption, that night, Ranga Rao did not kill anyone.

He saved someone's life!

Doctor?

Doctor?

-Get these medicines immediately. -Okay, Doctor.

Good girl!

[spluttering]

Vaidehi.

Vaidehi!

Vaidehi.

Sir, who do you think is behind all this?

This happened 40 years ago.

Wonder if the thief became a king

or an underworld don.

I don't even know if he is alive today.

In your opinion, what route should I take to deal with this case correctly.

Gowtham,

I can't be a policeman anymore.

Didn't you want to shift from Traffic to Crime?

Take this as an opportunity and solve this case.

The way that culprit got his hands on the treasure,

you will nab the murderer.

All the best.

[mobile ringing]

Boss, it's me.

I got an important lead regarding our case.

-Can we meet? -Definitely.

I'm going to Aleru on special duty.

-We can meet tomorrow evening.-Okay, Boss.

Swathi?

Isn't your father at home?

-No. -Do you know where he is now?

His phone is switched off I've been trying to reach him.

To avoid the creditors, sometimes, he switches it off.

What happened?

Is there any problem?

Problem means--

Swathi,

did you find any change in him recently?

Well, you know...

After you met him,

I could see a tremendous change in him.

As if it was his first day at work, he was so involved and enthusiastic.

He said he has got a cover story

and it will change our lives forever.

He left house yesterday to interview actress Ramya.

Okay.

If he calls you, let me know.

Cloaked by darkness

In midnight madness

Eclipse of my senses

To cool my ardor with rhapsody

You are my yearning's remedy

Flames of desire erupt in my body

Like a tidal wave of cupidity

Hop up in this club with some models

Sittin' vip poppin' bottles

We ain't slowin' down We full throttle

We just do it big homie We just so colossal

You just bring it down baby, girl

You know to work it Bounce it to the sides

And I love the way you twerk it

Shake it & you break it exotic like teriyaki

Spin it disc jockey

I'm dancin' with this hayaki

Hey cool customer dandy Brow to toe explore me

Ravish the rest of me By sending me in a dizzy spree

Discover every inch of me Exploring my temerity

Let me exorcise forever Your passion with fervor

Come, unearth my hidden treasure

I will lease my body for your pleasure

Superb! Shot okay.

Excellent!

-Shekar. -Madam.

-Get my charger. -Okay, madam.

Hi, ma'am.

Who are you?

-Shekar? -One minute, ma'am.

Excuse me.

Go out.

Who let you in?

Excuse me.

I'm neither a junior artiste

no an assistant director, who's here to narrate you the story.

I'm Sub Inspector Gowtham.

I am here to enquiry you regarding a case.

I'll wait outside.

Madam wants to meet you.

Cinema is a dream world.

Everything is only make-believe.

Make people believe.

But in your profession,

you suspect anything and everything.

You are a real police officer.

I thought you weren't and I was rude to you.

Tell me.

Ma'am, Lockup News is--

Ma'am, shot ready.

I'll act that scene and answer you without acting.

-Hey, bring two pages. -Okay.

Madam is unable to meet you today it seems.

Save your number in this mobile.

Madam will call you.

Bomma?

Hey, Bomma.

Come, come, come.

How many years I've been watching you!

No one knows when you will appear and when you will disappear.

Not even me.

What is that heroine's name?

Ramya, sir.

Ramya?

I don't rem--

I didn't come across such a name in my investigation.

How do you say there's a link between Ramya and this case?

GK.

When he was collecting clues for this case,

Ramya was the link he found.

Sir...

If there are any personal information associated with this case,

can I take a look?

Thank you, sir.

[doorbell]

8 o'clock sharp.

So punctual.

Are you always on time or else--

Was it a desire to meet this Ramya?

You can take it any which way.

As long as my job gets done.

I will cater to all your jobs!

Come in.

I expected you to be in your uniform.

Do you know anyone by the name Ranga Rao?

Gowtham, the night is still young.

Don't rush.

Let me get you a drink.

Over acting is in your blood, huh?

Why are you looking at my pictures when I'm right behind you?

Does Mrs. Gowtham exist?

No.

-Girlfriend? -No.

Actually, I don't care.

Drink.

Cheers.

Do you know who Ranga Rao is?

Many years ago, he was working in the archaeology department.

In 1977,

his family was murdered...

Sexy colors, no?

In 1977,

You were saying something.

It's very hot, no?

Do you want some ice?

I can get you some ice.

Questions to be asked will be tough.

But don't stop.

Whatever we need--

Sir.

Why are you not answering my calls?

Why do you keep trying when I don't pick your calls?

Hang up now!

Please, please. Don't hang up, sir.

I have breaking news that will decide the outcome of upcoming elections, sir.

Please meet me at Inox basement, sir.

I was forced to sit at home for two years thanks to the wrong news you gave me.

I don't want to do anything with you or your news.

Correct, I bungled last time hiding some facts from you.

Just meet me once, sir.

I will tell you the whole story.

I worked all day to uncover this story, sir.

You can decide if you want to use this or not after hearing.

Okay, this is the last time.

Thank you, sir. I'll be waiting for you.

We got him!

Are you trying to cheat me or what?

-You're dead meat, Man! -Give me two days, Sir.

The number you are trying to reach is currently switched off.

Please try again later.

Sorry, I disturbed you.

The doctor has said he should be under observation for 24 hours.

Only after we get the scan reports...

We will know if he'll make it.

-Don't worry. -Excuse me.

Be brave.

Who do you think did this to your dad?

Do you suspect anyone?

He has borrowed money left, right and center.

Moreover, his cover stories, made a lot of people his enemies.

It could be anyone.

[mobile ringing]

Sorry, I wasted your time.

No, not at all.

Update me immediately as soon as you hear from the doctor, okay?

-Take care. -Okay.

-Announce break. -Okay, sir.

Come here.

Change election news to scrolling.

Get 30 seconds clippings and photos of popular actress Ramya immediately.

Type exactly what I tell you.

Evergreen heroine.

Most sought after actress Ramya known for her tri-lingual films.

She was shot dead early this morning by a mysterious killer.

With her proficient acting skill and charismatic looks,

she had a fan following equal to heroes for more than 20 years.

Photos of Ramya are rampant online now.

Police are on a witch hunt to find the killer.

All right.

What were you doing in Ramya's house at that time?

Why were you there in the first place?

What else, Inspector?

Weren't you trying to lure me?

This is a murder investigation.

Not your film shoot.

A ten-year-old girl has been murdered too.

I'm not the kind to drool and be tempted by your body.

I get it.

You aren't interested in helping me.

No problem.

Goodnight.

I have come clean and told you everything, sir.

If you still get suspicious on me,

I am ready anytime for an inquiry.

I'm also from the police department.

I won't run away anywhere.

If you get involved in this case again,

I'll be forced to suspend you.

Go.

I'll call you if necessary.

Sir.

Ranjith sir?

Sir.

Ranjith sir.

What do you want at this time of the night?

Sir, between Ranga Rao's case and heroine Ramya,

there's a strong connection.

What makes you say that?

Sir.

When I went to Ramya's house,

I saw a photo of Ramya wearing this necklace.

Superb.

-Just a minute, I'll come. -Okay, sir.

Careful, sir.

Definitely, there's a connection between her and Ranga Rao's murder.

This is the photo I told you about.

Look, the same necklace.

Let's go up and check.

Let's see if we can find some other evidence here.

Sir, tread softly.

No clues.

Sir! You are here?

Then...

-Someone else is in here. -What!

Hey!

Hey! Stop. Who are you?

Sir, get in fast.

Sir, police.

Gowtham,

don't underestimate my old car.

Press the accelerator.

By the time we stop and explain to our men,

he may escape.

Divert.

Sir.

Control room, control room.

Suspicious sandal Fiat car with an unclear number plate.

Report if parked anywhere, over.

Control room,

a sandal color Fiat car

heading towards Chadhar Ghat, over.

Chadhar Ghat it seems. Take that route.

Control room,

I am DSI Gowtham here.

Suspicious black Honda City is heading towards LB Nagar.

Report as soon as you spot it, over.

Sir, Basha here.

Sir, the black Honda City you mentioned

parked near Child hospital in BN Reddy Nagar, sir, over.

Good, Gowtham.

Let's go and nab him.

No, no, no.

No.

He's just a Sim card.

If you nab him now, it will be tough to find out the tower that's operating him.

Let's wait till that Sim card gets a call.

Sir?

I think he's a mechanic, sir.

-Hey, Chinna. -Sir.

-Get me spanner size 10 and 12. -Yes, sir.

Yeah.

Okay, you take some rest.

I'll watch him now.

Okay, sir.

Sir, he's leaving.

So many buildings, huh?

Are people living in them?

I don't remember coming to this area at all.

The apartments mushroomed in this area 15 years ago, sir.

Oh!

I don't think he is here to have his car repaired, sir.

Sir, why are you going that--

Sir, what are you doing here?

-We may lose him, come soon. -Gowtham.

I have been here before.

Didn't I report I found a knife in Ranga Rao's car that was burnt?

This is that place.

Behind that tree.

Sir, is your campaign really funded by the black money from the corporate firms?

What's your comment on it, sir?

Each and every man who gets a mike in his hand will blabber away to glory.

All the jobless junk fellows will lie or exaggerate in social media.

Neither my party nor I will pay heed to such news.

Sir, our channel has telecast a program about the biggest scam by your Party.

Your comment on it?

You can hear the people's verdict.

In a few hours, counting will be done.

The result will be in our favor for sure.

What other validation do we need?

Sir.

Ranga Rao's murder, Ramya's murder and this place are somehow interlinked.

I somehow feel the murderer we are hunting high and low is here somewhere.

As per my manifesto, my first signature will be on the prohibition of alcohol--

[mobile ringing]

-Hello? -Sir.

I have to talk to you about this case.

Can you come over?

I'll come right now.

Our party works round the clock.

Sir?

GK wants to discuss something with me regarding this case.

-He asked me to come over now. -Okay.

You leave immediately.

-I'll take care at this end. -Alright.

BHAKTI TV, NTV, VANITA TV

[phone ringing]

Hello.

Shift to Cam 2.

-Follow that reaction carefully. -Okay, okay.

Sir, news confirmed from three different sources.

Don't be in a hurry.

I'm waiting for another important source.

Zoom in, close.

Praja Chaitanya Party is leading with a huge margin in the election.

The party will be announcing their chief minister candidate soon.

In a few minutes, we will know the chief minister of our State.

Now wide.

You profess development while the opposition accuses you of corruption.

What is your opinion?

Tell me where you don't find scams?

If we hadn't performed, how would we have won?

-Hello. -Sir?

Who owns this resort?

I don't know, sir.

Sir, why did you hit me?

Why are you working here without knowing who your boss is?

Moron!

You belong to a generation which disrespects elders.

Sir, why are you talking in a disjointed way?

Hey! Go and call your owner now.

-Go. -Okay, sir.

Tell him I am from the media.

Our Party is even more pure than mother's milk.

You and the people are aware of this too.

If you are so pure as you claim how did these allegations crop up?

The opposition has no other work but to malign us.

How would we win if we haven't served the people well?

In Ranga Rao's case, how did you find out Ramya's connection?

With the necklace of course.

I think it was in 1999.

When Ramya entered the cinema industry?

At that time, from famous politicians to prosperous business tycoons

fell for her glamorous image and were absolutely besotted by her.

I had a friend by name Gopal.

What was it called?

He was a reporter in a news agency'Meluko'.

Poor chap! He's dead now.

He had all the underworld contacts you can ever imagine.

He told me one of those the dons he knew and our dear heroine

had a deep contact.

I'll shut down the entire resort in just one write-up.

He hit me while I was talking.

Hey, not just you

if you do not divulge your owner's name,

-I'll bash all of you. -Sir.

What do you want to know? Resort owner's name, that's all?

Yes, all I asked was the name of your boss?

Did I ask for the resort?

Blurt it out, bloody fool.

Cam 2.

-Take turns in speaking, sir. -How can you believe their lies?

That don fell flat for her and even gifted her expensive jewelry.

Those jewelry belonged to the Kakatiya dynasty.

Not only jewelry,

many of the films this female acted in

don was the financier.

But no one is aware of all this.

Once when Gopal was totally tanked

he blabbered the identity of that rowdy-don to me.

Who was it?

You will be shell-shocked to hear.

Shall I tell you?

-Live.-Breaking News.

Praja Chaitanya Party has just now announced its chief minister candidate.

Popular politician Aleru Srinivas.

90% OF THE SEATS HAVE BEEN SECURED BY PRAJA CHAITANYA PARTY.

ALERU SRINIVAS WILL TAKE THE OATH AS CHIEF MINISTER FOR THE FIRST TIME.

HE HAS CREATED A RECORD WIN OF 80,000 VOTES IN HIS OWN CONSTITUENCY.

Sir, even if we investigate this case from separate angles

it all comes back to only one name.

-Aleru Srinivasa Rao.-Yes.

Ranga Rao's case and Ramya's murder

has a definite link with Aleru Srinivas.

But we don't know how.

To know that information,

we have to know who Aleru Srinivas is

and what is his background.

[shouting celebratory slogans]

Long live our leader!

Brother, where is the old house of Aleru Srinivasa Rao?

Go straight and turn right, sir.

Okay, thank you.

Come in, sir. This is his house.

He is Seenu's father's younger brother.

You know Seenu is returning tomorrow?

The police are here to inspect our house for security reasons.

How many years have you been here?

25 years.

Sir, I have carried Seenu sir on my shoulders when he was a kid.

Hey! Did I ask you all these tales?

-Out you go. -Okay, sir.

Uncle, can I look round?

Sure.

You have entrusted me with this huge responsibility.

Sir, when I checked Aleru Srinivasa Rao's house,

I found many pamphlets hidden there advocating Christianity.

Old bible,

faded bible quotes scribbled underneath those plastered walls.

But the old man living there for decades shows all the signs of a true Hindu.

There are two Christians in Ranga Rao's case, sir.

Sebastian and Fernandez.

They have some sort of connection with Aleru Srinivasa Rao for sure, sir.

Give me some time.

I'll call you back.

LOCKUP NEWS

What is this, old man?

At your age, do you need to be Hercule Poirot?

Isn't this your paper?

If you don't stop reporting all this,

your own death

will be the headlines in your own paper.

Understand?

[mobile ringing]

-Hello?-Sir.

Some reporter from Lockup News

came to our resort and enquired about the owner and created a ruckus.

Is that reporter still alive?

He is traveling right in front of me.

Shall I follow him and kill him?

No, don't.

Swearing-in ceremony is tomorrow.

If any issue crops up now, I'll get a bad name.

But follow him,

just update me on his moves.

Okay, sir.

Like a hawk flying high in the sky

Looting to square up enmity on the sly

Using diverting tactics cleverly

Killing justice sinisterly

Hiding the truth; shifting the blame Reaching heights of fortune and fame

Masquerader with a pen name

Charade is the name of his game

Fernandez!

Fernandez!

[mobile ringing]

-Sir. -Where are you?

I am waiting outside that journalist's house.

Santosh and Ravi are just coming in.

Hey! That chap following me from the Party office is a police officer.

No, he is a press reporter, sir.

Hey!

One who yelled out my real name in front of the Party office

is a police officer.

Our introduction dates back four decades!

Understood?

Go, get the young policeman and the old police officer who followed you

and that journalist.

Wherever they are, find them and drag them

straight to my feet.

Take more men from our team if you want an additional backup.

I don't want you to miss any of them.

No need for back up, sir.

Three of us can easily manage.

I'll call you as soon as the job is done.

[mobile ringing]

-Sir? -Gowtham.

That Aleru Srinivas is none other than

Ranga Rao's driver Fernandez!

Confirmed.

How did you figure this out? Where are you now?

I can never forget that cunningness behind his false smile.

When I yelled out 'Fernandez' from that crowd, without him realizing

his mask slipped for a minute.

The pieces of the jigsaw are fitting in now.

Your job now is to fix the puzzle picture perfect.

-Yes, sir. -You should know this.

Your journalist friend GK is in danger now.

Try to save him at once.

-I'll be waiting at home. -Okay, sir.

[dog barking]

Step back, hide.

Hey! Old man.

You are holding a single barrel gun.

Two of us are here.

Who is your target?

You decide.

Uncle, job well done!

Aleru Srinivas,

nothing surprising about this.

Behind the white-clad appearance of a normal politician,

his black evil deeds will be well hidden.

Okay, you are not safe here.

I have arranged for you to be discharged, get ready.

Sir, I have tied up the old cop in our farm house.

Glad to hear that.

Go and kill that journalist.

Track down the other policeman.

I am coming over there.

Do you know a press reporter by name Gopala Krishnan?

He has been admitted in the Govt hospital.

-Which one? -Gandhi hospital.

-Close the door and wait outside. -Yes, sir.

After many decades,

the name my parents chose with a lot of love and care

Fernandez

uttered by you loud and clear...

It felt so good to hear my name, sir.

When you were named with tons of love

why are you loitering under a false name?

Mr. Aleru Srinivasa Rao?

Alias driver Fernandez.

Fear.

What if the world gets to know that you are Fernandez?

The fear of truth.

No, sir.

In chewing the cud of my past,

that exclusive pleasure I derive is something else.

That too with you when you know my history from prologue to epilogue.

The chap tied inside is a big time police officer.

Find out the other policeman's name

send sir with all due respect and fanfare

to hell or heaven.

Sister, has a patient been admitted here by name GK?

One minute.

He got discharged this morning.

Is that so?

What is happening here?

Why are we hiding here instead of going home?

Whatever it is, tell me, Dad.

I will face it.

Nothing drastic has happened the way you are thinking, Dear.

Just because they defaulted paying rent, why harass them?

Madam, till things cool down they will be staying here.

I don't mind. I will take care of them.

Thank you.

Why is he lying about us?

What mess have you got yourself into again?

You always threaten to commit suicide?

Give me that poison. I'll end my life before you do.

Shut up!

Are you out of your mind?

Sir, I've informed madam everything about you.

You can be here. Don't be perturbed.

And most importantly, no one should know you are here.

Please don't step out.

Don't pick any call either.

I think it is safer to switch off your mobile.

Alright.

I'll be back later.

Give me the car. Please give it to me, Bro.

Bro, I want to play. Please give me the car, Bro.

Please return my car, Brother.

Please return my car.

Sir?

Ranjith sir.

Shucks!

Cough up the name of your partner.

I won't tell you.

All these slight taps won't work, right?

Tell me now.

Bharath.

Try to track him down.

You'll say 'Bharath' and then 'Chiranjeevi'.

Am I an idiot to believe you, huh?

Sir, you'll be fine. Don't be scared.

Be brave.

Sir?

Sir, sir?

Sir, you'll be fine. Don't be scared.

Hang in there, sir.

Ambulance?

Control room, control room.

An ambulance is heading to Jubilee Hills from Kondapur.

Please clear the traffic in Madhapur and Kothaguda.

Clear the check post at Jubilee hills too.

Sir, we are almost at the hospital.

Why have we stopped?

Heavy traffic, sir.

I'll clear the traffic.

-You follow. -Okay, sir.

Control room, clear the traffic near Madhapur Hitech city tunnel.

Move a bit.

Auto, move to that side.

Please move. Ambulance behind you.

The patient is in a critical condition. Please don't block the way.

Give way for the ambulance.

Please, Brother.

Sir, please try to move forward.

Patient's condition is very critical.

Please, please.

Let me ask you this.

In what way are you qualified to tarnish my image, huh?

PARTY PRESIDENT SAID THE TIME AND VENUE OF THE SWEARING-IN WILL BE ANNOUNCED SOON.

My boss will occupy the chief minister's seat tomorrow.

After that you can't do a damn thing.

At least he would have been alive

recollecting memories of his wife and child.

Like a Smart Alec, I dragged him into this case.

And I killed him myself.

They let their tongues run about the importance of humanitarian concern.

And post quotes with their photos.

But even in an emergency they don't give way for an ambulance to pass.

Why are we bending backwards to serve such selfish people?

For a society like this,

a leader like Aleru Srinivas, fits the bill.

Don't feel guilty.

Whatever difficulties you may face,

Ranjith sir didn't want you to step back from this case.

Come what may,

don't lose heart.

Do something to respect his death.

Come on, Gowtham.

Sorry.

I just got too emotional.

Listen, if you need any help,

don't hesitate, feel free to ask me.

Father's friend, Gopal uncle

left his power bank behind. I have given him your phone number.

Will you give it to him if he calls you?

Let me bring it.

Gopal?

In Ranga Rao's case, how did you find out Ramya's connection?

With the necklace of course.

I had a friend by name Gopal.

He was a reporter in a news agency'Meluko'.

Poor chap! He's dead now.

I verified, sir.

No one by name Gopal

works here, sir.

Okay, thank you.

Shit!

Something doesn't fit right.

[mobile ringing]

Hello?

Come at once to Vinod's police station.

For a long time, I've been hunting them down.

Nabbed them only today.

I'll give you ten minutes.

Collect whatever information you need.

-Thanks, Vinod. -You show your fistful of magic.

I'll lend the background music.

Bro, don't act funny with me.

You don't know me well enough.

Very soon I will ensure even you don't know who you are!

No, don't hit me.

Sir, sir, please stop.

All because of that fool GK, sir.

We took that bag from him because he hadn't paid.

We found the phone in that bag.

Otherwise, we are in no way connected to that murder, sir.

I swear on myself, sir.

Please believe me, sir.

I swear it's the truth, sir.

Did they cough up the truth?

How did you nab them?

After heroine Ramya died we couldn't find her mobile.

Our men tried calling her phone, but her mobile was switched off.

Ignorant of technology they switched it on.

Our boys traced the call.

-Thanks. -Why be so formal?

If you can give me that, I'll appreciate it.

-Why? -Because...

Heroine's phone, right?

It will fetch a good price if I sell it in OLX.

Hey!

Evidence.

That's evidence.

-Thanks, Vinod. -It's okay.

-Come. -I'll join you later.

-At least send me the snaps. -Get lost!

-Saidulu, I have a surprise for you. -Sir?

Happy birthday.

Thank you so much, sir.

When we investigate a case

our eyes should become blind to the lies surrounding us.

I was a partner with a conniving cheat.

Do you intend cleaning the city?

Junk of a jerk!

Come in, sir.

Why did you kill Ramya?

Actually who are you?

Are you GK?

Or Saidulu?

Dad?

Hi, Gowtham.

When did you come?

Just now.

Honorable Mr. Aleru Srinivas who will be sworn in as our Chief Minister.

Will be inaugurating the temple function in his home town Aleru tomorrow.

And preside over the festivities.

After which he will be sworn in as chief minister in Hyderabad.

FELICITATION OF OUR LEADER, APRIL 2020

People's icon.

Noble personality for the people, of the people.

The treasure trove of goodness is none other than

our guest of honor today who accepted our humble invitation ever so graciously.

He needs no introduction.

I'll meet everyone after the function.

-Tell the volunteers to wait. -Okay, sir.

CM is coming to the stage Everyone, be alert, over.

Just five minutes, sir. Please wait here.

You can go on to the stage after your video is played.

-Alright. -Sir.

Mr. Fernandez.

Don't move.

Everyone is praising you as a noble leader.

What if people got to know your true colors as a murderer?

Who the hell are you?

Inspector Ranjith Kumar.

I am his spirit, his soul.

Sir, we've almost reached the hospital. Please hold on, bear the pain.

-Sir, sir. -Gowtham.

-What, sir? -Aleru Srinivas Rao...

In chewing the cud of my past,

that exclusive pleasure I derive is something else.

That too with you when you know my history from prologue to epilogue.

Is it my fault to have been born in a poor family?

I was such a gullible idiot.

I worked day and night 24x7.

Not wanting to see me suffer like that, my troubles opened a new door for me.

-Sampath. -Sir?

Venkat called me.

He said the treasure we have unearthed may be worth around 8 to 9 million rupees.

Considering the present situation,

it's difficult to transfer it to our Head office now.

We can keep it in our office locker safe and sound, right?

That's no problem, sir. I can handle it.

From the moment I heard their conversation, sleep eluded me.

They could have discussed this in any other place or time.

Why did they speak within my earshot?

Eight to nine million.

What if it becomes mine?

As the greed for money spread like poison into my veins,

while wiping the rear view mirror, I did not see the reflection of my face.

I saw only my future.

In life, as I've learnt,

one shouldn't go around carrying a scale of justice

judging right from wrong.

After killing Sampath Raj,

I could have helped myself to the treasure

and simply driven away.

If I had done so,

being scared of the police nabbing me,

I would have had to live with that nagging fear my whole life though.

Saidulu was a young boy working in that house.

Don't you remember interrogating him?

Poor chap! Innocent fellow.

He was so fond of his boss's daughter he would give his life for her.

He had a basket full of small wishes.

He should take up a good job and climb up the ladder of success.

Even I want to buy a car of my own.

But what to do?

We are born poor.

What the rich enjoy in real life,

poor people like us, have to make it come true in our dreams!

Saidulu, I have a beautiful plan to make that dream come true.

Only hitch, we have to tread through thorns and stones to get our way.

If you pay heed to my words,

your future can be chiseled out as per your wish.

I kindled dreams hidden in his heart.

I targeted him.

I asked him to mix

a sedative in their food.

Don't worry one bit.

By the time they wake up,

we would have collected our treasure and escaped.

But what I gave him wasn't an ordinary sedative.

He didn't know it was poison to make them rest in peace forever.

First I started my plan with my beautiful Vijayalakshmi madam.

Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

Finish!

[sobbing loudly]

[shushing]

Pin drop silence!

Someone may come if you make a ruckus.

Listen, only your fingerprints are all over the vessel

in which you mixed the poison.

If you get caught, only a noose will strangle you!

I asked you to go home What are you doing here?

I have to share a very important piece of news with you, sir.

Whatever it is, you can tell me tomorrow, go home now.

There's no guarantee tomorrow will dawn for some, sir.

I will watch the sun rise.

I'm not too sure about you, sir.

What are you blabbering?

Sir, sir, sir. Hold your horses, sir.

I haven't started my counting as yet.

Damn.

I was worried my plan might fail if Ranga Rao did not show up on time.

But Lady Luck favored me throughout.

Hey! Switch off the light.

Ranga Rao, his wife, and child were not the only ones who died that night,

Saidulu's dreams too.

I wanted to kill him too.

Because he was a scaredy-cat I didn't squash him to death.

But there were a lot of unfinished tasks to be done.

It was almost dawn.

Hey!

I hope you remember what I said.

You murdered them.

I am doing all this to save you.

If you dare open your mouth to the police, first noose will be around your neck!

What do you intend doing with her them?

Send them to Heaven.

You want to accompany them?

My mind and heart shattered to bits and pieces.

Not because I killed them.

For burning down the car I drove with so much affection for ten years.

If I hadn't been courageous enough to get my hands blood stained,

I would have remained an ordinary driver all my life.

That's why I sacrificed Ranga Rao, his wife and child in one stroke.

From that fateful day to till date,

Saidulu couldn't achieve anything he wished for.

That was the only difference between him and me.

Through Veeraswamy, Ranga Rao's security guard,

I spun a yarn Ranga Rao killed Sampath Raj,

stole the loot and the whole family absconded was my well fabricated story.

Everyone believed my story.

Including you.

The treasure worth 8 million that I looted

offered a new world for me on a golden platter.

8 million

today has fetched me assets worth 800 billion.

It is said that politics is the last resort for the scoundrels.

Even I entered that world,

and attained a height no one could dream of reaching.

Saidulu tried all kinds of plans to get me caught.

But he wasn't one bit successful.

If I had wanted, I could have closed Saidulu's chapter anytime.

I spared him, letting him burn with jealousy looking at my good fortune.

Those skeletons being found now,

in a way worked in my favor.

Because a lot of new facts have to be buried.

I have already killed Ramya who knew everything about me.

Next in my list, you were the first man to begin investigating this case.

That is why I thought you should know the truth before you breathe your last.

False sense of bravado that law cannot get its hands on you!

I can kill you right here if I want to.

So you don't intend killing me.

Yes, if I kill you now,

you'll become a martyr and God in the eyes of the people.

I will feature as 'Breaking News' on TV.

You are brilliant indeed.

Let us clinch our deal face to face.

GK alias Saidulu who knows your crime list from A to Z,

I know his present location.

I will kill him.

What is the return favor you expect from me?

We invite Mr. Aleru Srinivas Rao to the dais as our guest of honor.

FRIEND OF THE FARMER

Let's go.

Boss, what to do if your plan doesn't work out in our favor?

I'll shoot him right there.

Isn't it better to speak to the channel head Gurumurthy?

Boss.

Listen to me.

Why did you stop the car here?

What will you tell Gurumurthy?

I will--

I spared you yesterday because your daughter walked in.

Tell me now.

I need to know the whole truth.

I tried many times to wreak vengeance on Fernandez.

But I failed every time.

Whatever you did you could have told the police

why didn't it occur to you to surrender?

I thought about it.

Fernandez had framed me very cleverly.

To prove he was the actual murderer,

I had no evidence.

15 years later,

I found the same Fernandez had a false face alias Aleru Srinivas.

He had enough clout to burn me to ashes if I exposed him and his heinous deeds.

We shouldn't spare him, Boss.

We must put a full stop to his atrocities.

In the most selfish way,

I had kept all this under wraps till now.

I will confess everything I know.

Why did you kill Ramya?

It is true I met her that night in her house.

But I didn't kill her.

Tell me, sir.

Madam?

In 1999,

Aleru Srinivas gifted you a necklace which belonged to the Kakatiya dynasty.

I got this news.

I wanted to cross check if this was true or not--

You should not be asking me this. Ask the reporter who wrote it.

No, ma'am. Just one question.

If you answer, I'll leave immediately.

I want you to leave.

-Get out! -Please.

Get out!

In these very hands that child Vaidehi who used to call me brother died.

The sin I committed unknowingly that night.

I have nothing more to say.

There should be no forgiveness for the sin I committed.

Boss, Ramya's iPad has all the necessary evidence.

You can check it.

Trying to save you.

I committed an unjust act by causing a good man to die.

-Boss! -You don't have the right to live.

Boss.

Bo... boss. Don't shoot.

Don't shoot, Boss.

[gunshots]

[loud scream of frustration]

I killed GK.

Done.

You've learnt to fall at my feet.

You'll progress in life in leaps and bounds hereafter.

This is the formula for my success story.

He is very smart.

Keep an eye on him.

Atrocity rules our city

Justice is a withered tree

If God bows His head in stoic silence

War is the only defense

Scales of justice hapless In sinner's hands helpless

Righteousness has lost its way

Selfishness is in full sway

War is the only gateway

Drips with honey, the knife's tip

Words of praise from every lip

Till cruelty quashed Atrocity squashed

Only our war cry Will be heard sky-high

Spite and scam

Rule as sham

Crime and corruption to be wiped clean

Only war can intervene

Remove your mask of trickery

Let the world know your treachery

In this war continuous To reinstate justice

Today is the day For your sins you'll pay

-Long live, Chief Minister. -Long live, Chief Minister.

I won't let you die that easily.

Long live, chief minister.

[shouting slogans]

Long live!

Long live!

Long live!

With the grace of Goddess Shakthi,

with the loving support of the people of this state,

from tomorrow, as your Chief Minister,

I am committed to serving all of you.

Long live!

Long live!!

Time has stirred the poison for you

Darkness is your shroud long overdue

Till your last breath

This is war to place your wreath

As you sow, so shall you reap

Today, your curse To bury you six feet deep

Till you end up as a corpse

We wage a war, for better or worse

Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

For the crimes Fernandez committed,

karma came up with divine justice!

For the sin I am guilty of...

[coughing]

Sir?

What happened, sir?

Sir... what's wrong?

Sir?

Do you want water?

What happened to you, sir?

Sir, by now the entire world

will know the whole truth.

How will I be able to face my daughter, sir?

That's why from the poison I administered to Fernandez

I consumed the leftover.

Sir.

What are you saying, sir?

Saidulu, we should always take only the good in life.

Just trash the bad.

I never followed any of his pearls of wisdom, sir.

Boss,

my daughter--

Sounds like fun, no?

Sir...

-What will be my daughter's plight now? -Sir.

No, sir.

You will be fine, sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Preethi is a minx, full of mischief.

True.

I thought of telling you the truth at the right time.

I'm sorry, Swathi.

Hello, I'm Gurumurthy.

This confession video GK has given

about Aleru Srinivasa Rao is truly shocking.

Please transfer this video for me immediately.

I take responsibility in peeling his mask and revealing the truth to our people.

I will ensure this criminal is not glorified as God by the people.

Trust me.

Thank you, sir.

RANGA RAO VIJAYALAKSHMI, VAIDEHI

-Sir? -Yes.

He will recover soon. There's no risk to his life.

He's out of danger.

Please accept this.

I just did my duty. This amount is too much.

The value of a life is even more priceless than this, Doctor.

-Thank you. -Sir, thank you.

-Yes, Dad. -Gowtham.

You said you were coming home today?

I'll be leaving in a short while.

JAGADAMBA

Are you coming?

Or will you come up with some excuse in the last minute?

JAGADAMBA

I'll come with good news for mom.

When the police force was first formed,

the uniform was white for everyone.

White, blue, green,

these are just colors.

Duty, dignity, honesty,

responsibility,

sincerity,

the police uniform is the identity of these values.

Our country with its share of corruption, hypocrisy,

religious fanaticism, caste fury and a frenzy for power and authority,

all these stains of stigmas and smudges

it became very difficult to retain the whiteness on the uniforms.

A color was mixed with white.

That is khaki.

When we wear our khaki uniform,

our heart within is pure white.

So also every policeman should be pure and honest.

That is the sole difference between criminals and us.