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Vikram...

you have guests.

And right on time.

You are early.

I see...

He has an objection to this too.

Hooda!

Bloody junkie, are you high?

Do you want to play cops and robbers at home?

Listen, I dont want to kill you!

I haven't done anything, Hooda.

If you come with me quietly, then good.

And if you try to run, then even better.

I will shoot you and get a medal.

In the last 12 hours, I had the shit beaten out of me,

was shot at by police officers,

and finally, my status had changed from an active police officer,

to a murderer at large.

Not bad for a day's work huh?

-Sajid.-Where are you?

Not important, what fuck up is this?

We've found video evidence.

What video?

Of Leena Thomas. Her murder.

Pause here for a second.

Now zoom.

Have you lost your...

Have you lost your mind?

Do you know what you're saying?

The entire department saw you, not me alone.

Something isn't right.

You know what, do you have the video? Send it to me.

I don't have the video.

But, I did click some pictures.

Give me a second.

What shit is this?

Where were you at the time of the murder, sir?

At home, where else?

Any evidence?

Do you think I did this?

I don't know.

But I know this is not a routine murder.

Take my advice and make a shortlist,

of people who have a score to settle with you.

That's not a shortlist,

its called a telephone directory!

Hello, sister-in-law.

Where is Vikram?

I don't know where he is.

I see.

I heard he keeps coming here often.

Check, guys.

-Yes, sir. -What... are you doing? -Is sister-in-law telling the truth...

or not?

Vikram comes here occasionally to give me money.

I see...

Just to give or take something too?

He isn't here.

Will you stop it?

He isn't here either.

What are you doing?

I said Vikram isn't here.

I'm looking.

What are you doing in my bedroom?

Out!

I said get out of my bedroom.

-Find anything? -No sir, nothing.

Haven't checked in here, sir.

Is he hiding in here?

You're gonna find him in the dustbin?

Vikram was right about you.

You like to scrounge through garbage.

Fucking rat.

What is this ?

It's a condom, sir.

"Extra love with extra pleasure"

You're still spreading your legs for that bastard.

And I like to scrounge through garbage?

No...

wait a minute.

Not for him,

for someone else.

Twist in the plot.

Does he know?

Do you know what we call women who sleep with several men?

How dare you?

Do you want to slap me?

Dawre,

this is the best idea to catch Charsi.

Just inform him,

that madam has been boinking someone else.

And then you watch...

He'll come darting here like an arrow,

to protect his property.

I am not anyone's property.

And why don't you try being a cop,

instead of just pretending to be one?

What's going on here?

Now you're going to tell us,

what's going on here?

I am just here to ask Swati...

I mean Swati ma'am, some questions.

Go ahead and ask your questions...

Politely.

Even I want to see,

your new methods of investigation.

Go ahead.

I said I don't know where my ex-husband is.

Don't you guys know what divorce means?

You see, sister-in-law.

If you don't know, then you better find out.

Otherwise, I'll be coming here frequently.

Do you understand?

Let's go guys!

Are you okay?

Where is he?

-He... -Is it bad?

I need to meet him.

-Swati, listen -I said I need to see him.

-What the fuck? -How much did they pay you?

What are you doing?

How much did they pay you, to make the video?

What video?

-You don't know? -No.

This.

Who made it?

What is this?

You don't know.

I don't know anything. What is this?

You keep doing this deepfake shit.

Yes, I do. But this is not my work.

Anyone can make it. It's not rocket science.

One just needs a clear video of the subject.

And the software is openly available. Anyone can download it easily.

Why would I do such a thing with you?

Yes, I want to get you off my back, but not like this.

You ruined my perfectly ironed clothes.

I was going on a date.

Date, and you?

Yeah.

After facing 1422 rejections and

chatting with six guys for five months with fake IDs,

finally I have matched with a genuine girl.

Good luck.

Get me a copy of the video,

and I can check which program was used to make it.

And maybe I can trace the IP address,

to know who made it.

You seriously need to upgrade yourself.

Stop being this 18th-century model in the 21st century.

By the way,

I am really-really...

Really what?

The 'L' from my luck was officially an 'F' now!

Although, everyone in this city has a bad day,

but I always knew I was special.

Fuck!

Sid,

I need your help.

-I am busy at the moment. -I know, but this is urgent.

Hurry up.

I need access to a laptop.

Possible?

Yes, I can remotely access it,

and try to crack the password.

Just... just find the router,

and send me the router's name and serial number.

Okay, thank you. Appreciate.

Hi.

Pallavi Bhandegaonkar?

Sidhesh Borkar.

Nice meeting you.

Ohh... nice tattoo.

Just one second.

-Sorry, Pallavi. It's work... -No, problem. No, problem.

Sit, sit, sit...

By the way, what are you doing?

Actually, I'm hacking a system,

for a friend.

Yeah...

What program are you using?

I'm using keystroke logger.

Use this.

No one can track you.

What is this?

It's a password breaker. I made it.

It will unlock all the passwords of the device in a single go.

Saves time, right?

I call it 'the trespasser'.

Trespasser?

Nice.

I was told you can find anyone

without asking questions or any conditions.

Let me guess, David's girlfriend?

Seriously, you made this.

I swear you're such an awesome thing.

What?

No, no, I mean this thing...

I mean I love you.

No, no, I love Pallavi.

God...

I love this. Thank you, Pallavi.

Vikram sir.

Fuck.

Dawre.

Don't move. Put your hands up.

You're moving yourself, and telling me not to move.

Your first time, isn't it?

I'm the finest shooter of my batch, sir.

There's a huge difference

between taking aim, and taking a life.

Think about it.

Your first time is always pretty deadly.

Even my first time was very deadly.

Travelled to Latur with the special team.

Dark, narrow streets.

He was running after the girl like a mad man.

Carrying a three-foot-long knife.

Seeing that, even I ran after him.

Sir, don't move.

Where was I?

You ran after him.

Yeah, I ran after him.

He darted into an alley,

I followed him into the alley.

And what do I see?

There he stood with a knife in his hand, covered in blood.

The girl was lying dead.

When he saw me,

he stabbed the girl twice.

Ask why.

-Why? -To scare me.

But I wasn't scared. I had a gun.

I said 'hands up'.

But he didn't put his hands up.

He pounced on me like an animal.

I screamed 'don't move'.

Not you. I meant him.

I squeezed the trigger,

and shot him twice in the chest.

But he didn't stop.

-Then? -Then what? I shot him again...

This time headshot.

From a distance of five feet!

Right between the eyes.

Bang!

The bullet entered from here, and exited from the backside.

Back...

Not that backside.

From the back of his head.

His head was blown to bits.

The end.

It's been 30 years.

30 years.

But I still couldn't forget those eyes.

First kill

is like first sex.

It's not too much of fun,

but it's always etched on your mind.

This is your first.

Shoot.

Moral of the story.

If you want to stop me,

then you got to shoot me, Dawre.

Sir...

Dawre...

If you want to stop me, then you got to shoot me.

Sir, stop.

I will shoot.

Please, sir.

Dawre, this is government property.

Be more careful next time.

By the way, I've never been to Latur.

Where is Sajid?

I said where is Sajid.

Sir, he is in the evidence room.

I'll show that bloody...

Bastard! I had my suspicion on you,

but now my doubts are confirmed.

What suspicion? What doubts?

You want to know what suspicion?

Taking the department for a ride, are you? What is this?

We got data from all the cell towers in the area.

Where the hell are you... Coming through, huh?

Stand there!

Vikram received a call on his phone,

five minutes before we arrived.

From your number.

And that day, you were already at sister-in-law's place.

Are you working for us or Vikram?

Vikram sir has been my mentor.

That's great.

You've found a nice way,

to pay your respects to your mentor.

By sleeping with his wife!

Mentor... Respect the uniform,

otherwise, I'll have you suspended.

Let's go.

Hey, who are you?

Stop it.

Stop it, you're hurting me.

Relax. Relax.

I am a cop.

Leena Thomas has been murdered,

and I'm being fucking blamed for that.

You were doing a story on them, weren't you?

First, let go of my hand.

Ouch... I'll tell you.

I said relax!

Relax, and nothing will happen to you yeah?!

I am warning you.

How did you find my address?

Not just your address,

I know where your Zumba classes and salon are too.

Where is your boyfriend?

I don't know.

And he is not my boyfriend.

Really?

And yet you were playing doctor-doctor with him.

It's not funny.

As I said before, I'm writing a story on them.

You're a writer?

No, I'm a freelance journalist.

What story are you doing on David?

Not just David alone, Leena and David.

I want to expose both of them.

What about them?

A couple of months ago,

I started researching some missing people.

From there I found some leads.

David and Leena came in my cross hairs.

I couldn't find out much,

but one thing's for sure.

They are not what they pretend to be.

Are you okay?

Stay down.

Watch it!

Yes, how can I help you?

ACP Vikram.

I want to meet Leena Thomas.

If you stay so engrossed like this, someone will shoot you in the ass.

Idiots.

Divya, open the door.

Vikram, go away.

Divya, open the door.

That bullet was meant for you. Your life is in danger.

We're at some point connected to this matter.

The guy who shot at you,

is also trying to frame me for the murder of Leena Thomas.

So please damn open the door.

Divya, I know who the guy is.

You're lying.

I am not lying. It's Shailendra.

Are you sure?

Yes, please open the door.

This matter is urgent.

Let me through, or I'll turn you into a ghost.

David was studying in the USA,

and got in some kind of trouble.

And... the case was about some missing girl.

You mean murder.

Maybe.

Often people who disappear don't come back.

I've some bad news for you.

Your mother has been murdered.

The police are investigating.

But I suspect that

her murderer is looking for you.

Who is he?

Vikram.

Maybe they know that I want to expose them.

You know, you should check into a hotel for a couple of days.

Lie low.

I'll tell you when the matter cools down. Yeah.

You don't know these people.

They will find me and kill me.

You should go to the police,

that's your only option.

You need me.

-Why? -Remember, I am a reporter.

And if what you're saying is true,

that someone has framed you.

then I can use the media to clear your name.

I guess.

Do you have a car?

Yes.

Where are we going?

To look for Shailendra.

Shailendra. Their pet dog.

He will do anything for the family.

We should find David.

Bring him to me.

Don't worry,

I'll shoot him at sight.

Not so easily.

He needs to pay for what he's taken.