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Arup? -Mr. Arup?

Arup? -What happened?

Mr. Arup? -Don’t go there.

Just a moment.

Let me check.

I can feel his pulse.

Nita, fetch my bag.

What do you need your bag for? -Just bring it to me!

Huh! -Go!

Please,

everyone lend a hand here.

Yes. -Certainly.

Hold him. -Careful.

Careful. -Hold the other side.

Gently. -Carefully.

Yes, properly.

Gently.

Hold his legs firmly.

Yes, gently lay him down here.

Careful.

You can relax a bit now, Mr. Arup.

Mr. Arup?

He’s conscious.

The bullet grazed his shoulder bone.

He’s had a narrow escape.

Yes, pass that to me.

Hold this.

I’ll administer an injection.

It should ease the pain.

Dr. Sen,

we still don’t know who shot him.

Therefore, I can’t allow you to administer any medication right now.

Give that to me. -Just a minute.

Why can’t I give him an injection?

Dr. Sen,

trust my legal advice.

You can apply all your medical knowledge

but let me handle the criminal jurisprudence.

As you wish.

But consider this:

without the injection

his pain won’t ease.

I think

he should be taken to his room immediately.

He needs dressing right away.

Everyone, please help me out. -Hold this.

Surely.

Gently.

Hold him properly. -Careful.

Don’t remain a silent observer, PK.

If the situation spirals out of control,

you won’t be able to manage.

Hearing Rani sing,

I felt like playing the piano after ages.

I was playing it

when suddenly

there was a gunshot.

PK, do you remember?

During the Ketan Agarwal murder case,

the media

often interviewed us

about the proceedings.

It was either you or me

giving statements to the media.

I found a photo on my laptop showing me giving an interview.

While I was giving the interview,

I noticed someone

standing behind me.

It was Kaveri.

Possibly, she is Nayan’s...

Go on?

Subir,

we are all on edge here.

One wrong move could lead to danger.

Initially I thought I was the target,

but now everything is unclear.

I was prepared today.

See.

You can check my handgun.

The bullets are still intact.

We’re all in trouble!

I sympathize with your situation,

but the last sample of aconite in my room

has gone missing.

What is this?

What else have you stolen?

Shut up.

Why would I steal anything?

I have everything I need.

Then what are these?

Explain.

Why did you bring these here?

What happened?

I can’t seem to remember the man.

Which man?

The man

who fired

the shot.

I was sleepwalking in the hall.

Who was it?

Whom did you see?

Huh?

The problem is that

the killer knows their next target,

but

we don’t know who the killer is.

It could be Nayan Samanta’s younger brother,

or possibly his girlfriend.

They might even be

planning these murders together.

Just because they failed the first time,

doesn’t mean that

they won’t try again.

And since a shot was fired,

we need to know

who among us has firearms.

Due to professional reasons,

I carry one,

which I'll ask him to check.

This one is loaded.

You can inspect the barrel of any firearm

to determine if shots were fired.

In this case, no bullets were fired from this gun.

Thank you.

Now, please be honest

and declare

if you have any firearm.

I might have

seen someone

in the hall.

Before Mr. Arup

was shot.

Were you in the hall at that time?

Actually,

she has somnambulism.

She may not recall everything she sees while sleepwalking.

Please forgive her confusion.

Kaveri has a revolver.

What?

Absolutely not.

What are you suggesting?

You're lying.

I don’t need to prove anything to anyone.

Your accusations are baseless.

You can’t harass me like this.

Hold on.

If you have a weapon,

declare it now.

Otherwise, we’ll have to search each of you.

Do you have a search warrant?

No, I don't.

Are you sure I would allow you to search without a warrant?

Alright then.

Since we don’t know

who the next target is,

I expect all of you

to cooperate willingly.

Cooperate? But how?

The perpetrator fired unexpectedly.

Your idea of cooperation is useless!

One moment please.

I have a plan.

Let's try to reconstruct the incident that just occurred.

How?

Let’s begin by stating where each of us was when the shot was fired at Mr. Arup.

I was in the washroom.

What about the rest of you?

I was singing in my room.

Kaushik, where were you?

I was in the backyard,

managing the waterlogging

and clearing the area there.

Who was the lady?

Sorry, I didn’t see her clearly.

Maybe

it was Kaveri ma’am.

I was in the balcony.

How would I know who was downstairs?

Or perhaps...

Was it Sujata?

No.

I was in the kitchen.

And Mr. Ali,

where were you?

Me?

I was lying on my bed

reading a book

and rushed downstairs as soon as I heard the gunshot.

What about you, Dr. Sen?

Huh?

I was

in my room.

Let me recollect what I was doing.

Actually,

there was no network on my mobile.

So, probably I was trying to fix it.

And

Nita…

While I was in the hall,

I saw the assailant.

Mr. Ajay?

I was in my room

when I heard the gunshot.

Arup was playing the piano here.

So,

when the shot was fired,

no one was in the hall

except Nita and Arup.

But there was still a gunshot.

Someone is clearly lying.

If Kaveri ma’am doesn’t admit to having a revolver,

she should be confined to her room.

What do you mean?

He also has aconite.

He should be confined as well.

I don’t have them anymore.

They were all stolen.

It must have been one of you.

Wait,

let's not get agitated.

No one needs to be confined.

Let's simply recreate the scenario.

Mr. Arup doesn’t need to participate

since he's the victim.

The rest of us should return to our original positions and activities.

Mrs. Basu,

you'll sing again.

In an hour,

we'll start.

I’ll sit and play the piano in Mr. Arup’s place.

The rest of you should do exactly what you were doing at that time.

The person who lied won’t be able to repeat their actions

and will be caught red-handed.

Are you suggesting that

if I were to commit the next murder,

I would repeat my actions?

At least you would try,

because now we know each other’s alibis.

I definitely wouldn't repeat myself,

If I had fired the shot earlier.

I'd stay in my room.

Of course, you can.

But you’ll still try to repeat your actions,

because the alibis of the others will expose the liar.

Remember,

this is our last chance

to catch the murderer.

“I did not know”

“that you entered my room through the ruins.”

“On that night”

“when the storm broke open my door…”

What's going on?

Why are you still here?

Go and continue with what you were doing.

Why?

Because you've already shared that alibi with everyone.

Now, please, get on with it.

Always remember,

curiosity killed the cat.

“For the lamp was blown out”

“and it became dark.”

Why isn’t Kaveri ma'am at the window?

“For the lamp was blown out”

Sujata?

“I stretched my arms to the sky”

“in search of help.”

“I did not know”

“that you entered my room…”

“On that night”

“when the storm broke open my door”

Now I recall.

Catch him!

Put the gun down!

You can’t escape, Subir.

Let me worry about that.

Put the gun down or I’ll slit her throat.

Down, I said!

Don’t move!

Sujata!

Ranadeb!

Let go of Sujata.

What is the point of killing so many people?

It’s better you surrender.

One more step and I’ll slit her throat.

I'm dead serious, and I mean it.

When you sentenced my brother to life imprisonment,

where were these words of wisdom?

Huh? Where were they?

My brother wanted to save this woman here.

Did any of you believe him?

Did you even read Nayan Samanta’s letter, Mr. P.K. Basu?

If you had, you’d understand how much pain he was in.

My brother was an exceptional man.

He worked tirelessly

to provide me with a proper education.

He got caught up in drugs while working with Ketan.

Did anyone stand by him back then?

No! No one!

Ketan Agarwal wanted to harm Sujata Mitra.

My brother knew that,

and that’s why he wanted to save her.

If he hadn’t killed Ketan that night,

Sujata Mitra wouldn’t be alive today.

Nayan Samanta got involved in the drug business, Ranadeb.

He was framed!

None of you could prove it in court.

So, you sought revenge by killing a child, Ranadeb?

Rani and I loved Mithu a lot.

Then the score is settled now!

Isn't it, Mr. P.K. Basu?

Kaushik!

Go catch him. I’m fine.

Boudi!

Move it!

Come.

There he is,

the officer you sent.

Subir Roy.

Sent by me?

I didn’t send any officer.

Did you think- -I didn’t think anything at all.

Soon after Subir arrived,

it became clear to me that he was an imposter.

Actually,

the notepad recovered from Ramen’s room at Hotel Kanchenjunga

was different from the one he showed me.

That's when I knew!

Let me introduce you to

Nayan Samanta’s younger brother,

Ranadeb Samanta.

Hold on.

How could you know just by looking at the paper?

Hold this.

Neena Sanyal

was hired by him.

She probably took a photo of Ramen’s notepad and sent it to Ranadeb

while he stole a page from a notepad at Hotel Kanchenjunga

and copied the scribbling.

However, he made a mistake in the process.

Ramen had written the letter ‘H’ in the word ‘Hotel’ in his distinctive style,

whereas while copying the note,

Ranadeb wrote it in his own style.

That’s what caught my attention.

After Nayan Samanta committed suicide,

Ranadeb decided

to avenge his brother’s death.

His first victim was

Moloy Dutta.

Throw him into the water!

I’m innocent!

Neena Sanyal was hired by him to murder Justice Ramesh Majumdar.

He also employed Manohar Dubey,

a terminally ill patient,

to collide with our car and stage an accident.

Everything was falling into place as he intended.

Just know that I will ensure your death sentence, Ranadeb Samanta.

The name’s P.K. Basu.

The car used while abducting Moloy Dutta

was blown up by him at the 'dhaba' to destroy all the evidence.

He would've killed all of us one after the other.

For instance, he sent a bottle of rose wine

to poison Kaushik and Sujata.

In a similar manner, he employed Neena Sanyal

to poison and kill Ramen at Hotel Kanchenjunga.

It was him.

Then he disposed of Neena as well.

Afterwards, he came to Repose

with the intention of eliminating Arup first

and then Rani.

Thus, he used your reference to set the stage for his arrival.

He arrived disguised as a police officer

and swiftly severed all the telephone lines.

While Rani was singing,

he recorded it.

Unfortunately, he failed to kill Arup.

Nonetheless, he moved on to his next target,

which was none other than Rani.

Therefore, he instructed everyone

to recreate the entire situation when Arup was shot,

knowing very well

that everyone would return to their respective positions and remain vigilant.

Rani would return to our room and start singing,

and he would seize that opportunity

to kill her.

“I did not know”

“that you entered my room”

“On that night”

But little did he know

that I was waiting for him right there.

Stop!

PK!

The next target could have been either me,

Kaushik, or Sujata.

Although you had it all well planned,

it was all in vain, thanks to your handwriting!

Take him away.

Lama? -Yes, sir?

Sir.

Get him. -Okay, sir.

Come on, get up.

You two caused me the most trouble.

I simply couldn't figure out your intentions.

Ajay and I worked with Ramen da.

I see.

We both work for the Detective Department.

A few days ago,

DIG Sukalyan Mukherjee summoned us.

Sir? -Yes, come in.

Kaveri and Ajay,

both of you need to undertake a covert operation.

I have a strong suspicion.

Sir.

I think

PK's accident,

along with the murders of Moloy Dutta and Justice Ramesh Majumdar,

is connected

to the Ketan Agarwal murder case.

Sir, I had the same suspicion during the initial investigations.

After Moloy Dutta's murder,

I went to Justice Ramesh Majumdar personally to warn him.

I'm here representing the Detective Department.

My name is Ajay Roy,

and I've been assigned to ensure your security.

Given the proceedings of the Ketan Agarwal murder case,

there could be a potential threat to your life.

Are you trying to frighten me? -Sir.

Do you even know who I am?

PK is on his way to Darjeeling.

If there's a series of planned attacks,

PK, Kaushik, or Sujata could be targets.

You know how PK is.

So you'll have to keep an eye on him discreetly.

If he finds out,

he won't comply.

Yes, sir.

At the outset of the investigation,

I suspected something was amiss with Neena.

Once we traced the unknown numbers from her mobile,

it became clear that your lives were in danger.

Manohar Dubey had also received calls from the same number.

Why did you go through all that effort to catch him?

You could have simply asked me.

When he fired the shot,

I was in the hall.

You could have informed me about this.

How could I?

I needed time to remember.

When we reconstructed the entire scenario,

it all came back to me.

Are you the one who took my aconite containers?

I'm sorry.

Please accept my apology on her behalf.

I’ll return all of them.

Nita isn’t doing well.

She struggles with kleptomania,

and it often leads us into trouble.

No, that’s absolutely fine.

Having heard everything,

I'd like to show you all a picture.

Was it clicked on your phone?

Well, yes.

I mean,

I have a habit

of taking pictures of people with interesting personalities.

Would you like to see it?

Sure.

Here it is.

That’s Neena Sanyal.

Should I zoom in?

Go ahead.

Why didn’t you show this earlier?

Actually, that night,

you asked me to go back to my room.

So after I returned to my room,

instead of reading a book,

I was fiddling with my phone.

That's when I found this.

At least there's one benefit to this habit of yours!

It might prove useful in the case.

Hey, Kaushik.

Shall we have some breakfast now?

Sure, dada.

Well, sir.

Shall I take your leave then?

Yes, thank you so much.

Take care, everyone.

See you.

Let’s leave, Lama.

Come, Rani. Let's have breakfast-

Where did Rani go?

Ma.

Baba is really lonely.

He puts on a brave face,

but deep down he's struggling.

Please be there for him.

Where are you going?

Where else would I be?

I'm always with you.

I'll always be a part of your lives.

“Sleep, sleep, oh my dear.”

“Travel to the moon so near.”

“The silver stream beckons you to its shore.”

“I call out your name, can’t hear you anymore.”

“Where did she go and hide now?”

“The sky doesn’t have the stars to bow.”

“Who’s there to look after you?”

“Oh, my friend…”