Dear Jatin.
You've survived the wrath of fire and reincarnated.
Trial by fire is essential.
In this testing time, fire is the means to purification.
And fire is the means to salvation.
Death is merely an illusion.
If you desire to walk on the path of salvation…
then release the shadows imprisoned in the graves.
Bring them both… home!
Hey, where were you all night?
I thought that after seeing all the chaos in the neighbourhood…
you also must have moved out.
I was on night duty, Auntie.
Okay! Come in from here. Come.
I was really happy when Monty told me that you are a doctor.
I felt relieved.
I have had many tenants, but for the first time, there’s a doctor in the house.
Well, child, I’ve locked your room from inside for safety purposes.
What's your full name?
Sakshi Alice Murmu.
We'll have to get a police verification done, my dear.
Monty secured the deal with you without asking me.
I've already paid three months' rent in advance, to Monty.
It's not about the money, dear. You are a family member now.
However, I can't help it.
The cops are repeatedly coming and questioning everyone.
We need to show them the papers for verification, my dear.
Yes, Auntie, I'm aware.
I'm the one who's handling that case in the hospital.
Oh, really? Is it a suicide case?
-Or is it indeed a paranormal affair? -I have no idea, Auntie.
You must be aware of everything, child.
I'll let you know as soon as I find out.
Okay, then… I have to return to the hospital in a while, so…
I thought to myself, since there’s a doctor at home,
someone will take care of this old lady.
Auntie… do you have something to eat?
No, dear.
I have nothing right now.
Your Auntie hasn’t even brushed her teeth since morning.
I suggest…
that you have tea for now.
Take this.
There you go!
Have it.
Let me know if you need anything at all, dear.
No one ever visited their home… "Except the two of them."
Wonder what the poor child has to endure…
Mr. Vigyas, do we have a speaker?
Mr. Sarwalia took it home for his daughter’s birthday celebrations.
This is the smallest joke in the world!
You are amazing!
Mr. Sarwalia!
Where is the C.C.T.V. footage sourced from Mr. Gurkirat's shop?
Join in, Sir. Listen to this one…
What a funny incident took place today!
Where is the C.C.T.V. footage, Sarwalia?
I have to send it over to Shakeel.
Sir, why do you need the footage?
Ask me whatever you wish to know!
Mr. Rajbeer is the C.C.T.V. camera of our neighbourhood.
Can he be transferred to the computer?
Gadar Sir doesn't lose his sense of humour even in the tensest situations!
Sir, they are… Rajbeer and Bali…
The Rakshaks… Balance and order, remember?
Do visit our office some time, Mr.Gadar.
Let's have a mutually respectable conversation.
Do pay us a visit sometime.
Hey, Kitty!
Offer some sweets to Mr. Gadar.
It's okay, let it be for now!
Some other time.
Footage, Sarwalia.
Yes.
Miss… Sakshi Murmu…
The seniors from your department will soon be back.
But till that time…
this letter does not entitle you…
to bully the residents…
and to cause them mental stress.
My team is monitoring this child.
So you only coordinate with the police!
Miss Sakshi, it's not just you. Injustice is prevalent everywhere.
Take me for instance.
I’ve been stationed on nurse duty in a police uniform.
Is it bad to be a nurse?
I didn't mean that!
I make all the efforts…
and the case investigation gets handed over to that lady Constable Satyawati!
Even I want to accompany Sir, to hunt for those two.
Those two?
Those two suspects!
As soon as Sir informed me, I procured the footage.
Here, have a look.
Tell us, where were you that night?
Sir, that night I was in Meerut with my family.
Were you there to fetch Gajak?
Mr. Vigyas… really?
Go and note down his statement.
-Come. -Go.
Okay then, I will take your leave.
Sir… I was inquiring in the G Block.
Has Mr. Sarwalia handed over the responsibility of his security to you?
Sir, it's because of their cooperation…
that the locals are speaking candidly about the incident.
The lady who was tight-lipped until yesterday,
took me to her parlour today to talk to her husband.
Bravo, so you’ve solved the case!
Tell me. How did it all happen?
Sir… That’s exactly why I’m trying to find the root cause of the incident.
A day has passed by.
Sir, my husband says…
"Letting go off an opportunity that has knocked on your door,
is a clear sign of foolishness."
-Tea. -Hmm.
Did Mr. Jatin Chandel frequently visit your office?
The Chief…
that is Jatin’s father.
He had directly come here from his village, to meet my father.
They got along with us and soon became a part of the family.
Any enmity with anyone?
Here, no one holds a grudge against the other.
No one makes enemies here.
Everyone stands united in Haqiqat Nagar.
Mr. Rajbeer, no one is disclosing any information.
If you support us…
The public will confess to the police.
I request you.
We will stand by your side, Mr. Gadar. We will fully cooperate with you!
People belonging to such religious factions…
cannot commit suicide!
He was a spiritual practitioner. A true devotee of God.
But Jatin…
was the root cause.
I fail to understand what problem Jatin had with the C.C.T.V. cameras.
Now look at what that led to.
He kept wandering around shrines, tombstones, and mosques late in the night.
I believe he went to those obscure places in order to heal.
Right outside the shrine, they sell a talisman as well as a rudraksha.
I bought both.
You should wear them too.
Your temper will be under control.
The truth is that when the Chief died, Jatin was traumatised…
and therefore he lost his voice.
That's when he started to seek various non-medicinal treatments.
Now talking about "those two"…
We at least saw the man outside the house at times.
But the woman…
She was always locked up inside the house in that black hijab of hers.
I had checked her feet first!
Witches have twisted ones, right?
Hers were scarier than the witches.
Covered in large blemishes.
Uncle Jabbar has a big scar over here…
as if someone had attacked him with a knife.
Haseena’s pupils were brown in colour.
Once the tap of the temple had broken down.
So Jatin had sent him to fix it.
I didn't really talk to him… but yes…
He’s the one who did all the repair work in the Chandel house.
It is suspected that he heard louder with one of his ears.
And both his ears protruded outwards… just like this.
He's the one who had cemented the pipes in their house.
Seven pipes!
Jabbar accompanied Jatin everywhere.
He had saffron-coloured hair.
And eyes… that looked like stones.
Did you probe this lady?
She has motiyabind, Sir.
What does she have?
What the fuck is this!
-Send this to Forensic. -Yes, Sir.
Sir, please apply this to your wound.
-What is it? -Keys, Sir.
It’s believed that iron reduces the swelling.
-Sakshi. -Uh!
Sorry.
S… sorry… I…
couldn't sleep well last night. I finished my round,
changed his drip, and then I had no idea when I passed out.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
And thank you for your help yesterday.
I'm aware of what's cooking amongst the
resident doctors in the hospital, Sakshi.
And I'm sorry…
This morning, before Dr. Naidu,
I know I should have spoken.
Well, now you go home… change, freshen up, and then come back.
Your presence here will help him, as well as me.
Okay? So, go.
It's not a request but an order!
I’m returning in five minutes. I’ll be here with Kush. Okay?
I want you gone by then!
Listen,
we too wish for the purification of Dashrath Bhavan to happen.
That's why I brought Sir over to hang out with us.
Nothing really happens without socializing over drinks.
Huh…
-I have a request, Sir. -Tell me.
As a mark of respect to the Senapati…
please cover your drink, Sir.
So…
When can the funeral be conducted?
Let us know.
Even we wish for their souls to rest in peace.
So then what’s your assessment, Sir?
The residents here have been unanimously shifty with their statements.
And you are bothered about my assessment?
"The residents of Haqiqat Nagar"?
Huh…
Residents of Lal Dora village, are reaching out to the police…
that’s a big feat in itself.
The area that had almost been sidelined even
from the geographical boundaries of Delhi…
It's Rakshaks like us who have transformed the whole area.
Look at that… the framework of the first mall in Haqiqat Nagar.
We have actioned everything that was needed
to create a developed civil society.
But then people make the biggest mistake.
With money coming in, pride and ego take precedence and get into their heads.
So…
Did Jatin make that mistake?
I treated him as my brother.
I saved him from the fire in the basement.
Then turned this brother into a broker.
Real estate, shops, businesses…
I extended my support in every step of the way.
And what did he do to return the favour?
He brought home two Muslims from the old graveyard.
I will have to take your leave. We'll meet later.
Hey, Doctor!
All alone, so late in the night?
Everyone is escaping from the shadows lurking in Haqiqat Nagar.
What if it gets hold of you?
Won’t you get hold of them, and hang them upside down?
If I happen to stumble upon them, I sure will.
What do you think? Is it a suicide?
Or a murder?
It could even be due to a ritual… or suicide.
Maybe murder.
We haven’t arrived at a conclusion yet.
How's Kush?
He's stable.
Keeps blabbering in his sleep. He's unable to talk properly.
If you stay with him, he'll get well soon.
Alright, then…
my job is taking me to the graveyard.
Graveyard, at this hour?
I hope you aren’t the "phantom shadow" lurking in Haqiqat Nagar.
Maybe.
Beware!
Sir! Their faces were smeared with ash,
their eyes blindfolded, hands tied tightly.
Looks like murder is not the only motive.
There’s an angle of pleasure cruelty involved, as well!
And who kills a dog so mercilessly?
Maybe they killed the dog in a sacrificial ritual.
I don’t know.
But as you said, if it is indeed a case of homicide,
then what does an act of sacrifice have to do with it?
Sir, we have to map all the symptoms against patterns…
"We"?
I meant the doctors and investigators.
And patterns are omnipresent, aren’t they?
And in such cases, the nature of the crime is the
only way to identify the criminal’s personality.
It’s an act of pleasure to smear ash on the faces
of your victims and hang them by the ceiling.
But mercilessly hacking the dog to death…
this is a sign of their personality. If you dig deeper into behavioural science--
Look, Madam…
I’m very well aware of the profiling manual.
That's the first thing they teach you in a police academy, right?
But there’s a difference in theory and practicality.
Right?
Sir…
I'm fine… I'm fine.
I'm fine.
Jabbar and Haseena used to live with you, right?
Where are the two of them?
Jungle-jaal… This vicious jungle…
Bihad sa laage… Feels like an entrapment…
Ghoome nar-kankaal… With lost souls and skeletons wandering in the dark…
Pataalon mein jinnaton ke… Souls of the jinn are captive underground…
Saaye huye paar… But their shadows have crossed over now…
Kad-kaati kaisi jinnaton kee… The physique of the jinn is such…
Samajh na aaye saar… One that cannot be described…
-Jungle-jaal… This vicious jungle… -Do you have Gossain's number?
Is it unlocked?
He's trying to say something.
Sorry, Auntie.
I had to stay back due to the developments on the case, hence I got late.
Come on in.
It's bitter, but it's the truth! Yes!
Activists and journalists who are raising their voices
for the right to truth are disappearing in broad daylight.
In simple words, it is trending.
Similarly, the news of one such R.T.I. activist
Chitragupta Swami's disappearance is trending.
Hey, at least now, let us sleep peacefully!
Stay tuned for more news on this channel. Till then, Namaskar.
So, dear brother-in-law.
You have stopped answering my calls these days!
We have found a lead, and two suspects, Sir.
The inquiry is on.
Your 72 hours are about to end!
Then you will be hounded by a horde of journalists…
and a procession led by the C.B.I. officials.
So finish it fast.
Vasu!
Duggu, did you talk to Dad about Mini?
What is your logic?
What is Dad asking for?
What does Dad really want?
Mini’s guardianship! Why?
So that she can have a decent upbringing.
So that she gets proper education and proper attention. Can you be trusted?
There is already so much chaos in your life!
Children on the other hand need stability.
Sign the papers.
He’s not taking away permission from you to meet Mini.
In order to meet my own daughter…
I shouldn’t need Court’s order, or Dad's permission, Duggu.
Calm down, buddy.
What did I say?
Contrary to what you think…
I always have your back.
You look after your case, I'll take care of Dad.
Fair deal?
Hold on.
Hello, Uncle.
Hi, darling. How are you, Mini?
Mini, your Dad sent you a gift, did you like it?
Uncle, it has so many apps and features and…
Dad!
Hi, my child.
Hi, Dad.
When are we going to the Zoo?
And I hope you remember my Minnie Mouse cake!
Dad, all my friends have gone on a vacation. I'm bored.
You are getting bored? I'll meet you soon.
Say bye to your Uncle.
Okay, Dad.
Bye, Uncle.
Bye, darling.
See what I mean?
Not sure how it happened this morning, we live close by…
and their screams could be heard.
The entire neighbourhood was worried.
This appears to be a cursed corner in Haqiqat Nagar!
Every night we hear crying and wailing sounds.
And look what happened.
Grandma fell asleep, and the spirits of the Chandel family took her away.
Now we feel scared to even remotely cross this area.
My family has forbidden me from coming here.
Sir, those three mill workers… they are actually from the same family.
Those sawmill workers?
Yes, Sir.
They hail from Budaun.
Their Boss, Lallan Sahay…
He is their maternal uncle.
And the one with brown hair… akin to a bull…
who keeps frequenting the loo… Rajkumar.
Both uncle and nephew used to work at Dashrath Bhavan earlier.
Don’t know the exact reason behind the rift…
but soon after, they quit once they got their dues.
Then they started their own business.
Remove the barricades, burn the bodies!
Public hue and cry over the Chandel episode!
Heinous crime or demonic possession?
Has their neighbour, an 85-year-old "star-gazing" grandmother…
become the first-ever victim of the spirit of the Chandels?
-Justice for the Chandel Family! -Justice for the Chandel Family!
Justice for the Chandel Family!
-Police brutality… -Will not work!
-Hello, Sir. -Jai Hind, Sir.
Stop this vapid sloganeering…
before they take us on a ride with their demands.
-Yes, Sir. -And dig out the bank statements.
Lallan Sahay and Rajkumar had taken a loan from the Chandels.
Find more about that.
And go to the bank and verify all the financial angles involved.
Sir, I already went to the bank yesterday. Something really odd stood out, Sir.
Jatin had opened an account in the bank.
But the whole family just had one account.
Pinky's salary…
all the earnings from both businesses got deposited into the same account.
And what about Rajkumar and Lallan Sahay's loan?
Sir, today is a bank holiday, so I couldn't find out--
Stop your excuses, Satyawati.
Get hold of the Manager, sit him down, interrogate him.
-Go… -Sir, I'll update you soon.
And what are you smiling for?
Well, I wanted to ask you something.
What were you and Miss Sakshi doing in the graveyard yesterday?
Stop chewing my brain, Gossain!
You were supposed to be in the hospital. Who's there right now?
-I’m leaving… -And listen…
Find out about the viscera samples from Shakeel.
I only trust him.
And make it fast!
Tell me.
Sir, there's one solution.
Rajbeer and Bali, both are fiduciaries at Jan Jyoti Bank.
What are they?
Trustee, Sir.
Use a little… simple language.
-Yes, Sir. -You find out more. Go.
Wait.
This child and her mother…
their statements that need to be taken down…
Make sure that only a female cop does it.
-Yes, Sir. -Thank you.
Sir, the mill workers were right.
Lallan had indeed taken a loan but settled only half the amount so far.
Two lakh fifty thousand rupees is yet to be settled.
However, there's one more thing, Sir.
The last transaction from Jatin's account was done on the night of the deaths.
A mighty sum has been withdrawn.
Yes, Sir, we can find the location from the ATM ID.
Yes, Sir. Yes.
Open it.
It's closing time.
Open it!
Jugal!
How long should I be stationed here, Sir?
I’ve kept you there to keep an eye on the child.
Anyway…
I asked you to talk to Shakeel this morning.
What about the viscera samples?
Sir, I've spoken to Shakeel. I'm going to C.F.C. to meet him.
Inform Sir that the Godman was trying
to tell us something about the two of them!
Look at this.
"In the prison underneath!" Pataalon ke jinn…
This means Jabbar and Haseena,
who lived "underground" in the basement of Dashrath Bhavan.
"The shadows crossed over!" Saaye huye paar…
He’s hinting at the two of them going somewhere.
"The jungle trap feels like a moor." Jungle-jaal… Bihad sa laage…
"Bihar" is masked in "Bihad."
"The physique of the jinn is such…" Kad-kaati kaisi jinnaton kee…
"One that cannot be described…" Samajh na aaye saar…
"One who finds them…" Jeeta wohi jo dhunde unhe
"is the real winner" Kabhi na hoye haar!
Add up the words "Kaati" and "Haar", and you get Katihar.
Which is located in "Bihar"!
How many more branches are in Haqiqat Nagar?
Sir, you are talking about "branches"?
This is the only machine in Haqiqat Nagar that does not swallow up ATM cards!
-Sir… -Hmm?
There is a temple of Lord Hanuman next to this. It’s the Lord’s divine grace.
Time of death?
Uh… roughly between two to four in the morning.
The nearest station to Haqiqat Nagar is Adarsh Nagar station.
There are only two trains from there!
One is at six in the morning, and then directly at twelve in the night!
-Your headphones. -You can have them.
Oh, Sir, where are you…
Sir, this tragedy happened during the inauspicious Rahukaal.
Okay!
Sir…
Sir, 1,50,000 rupees have been withdrawn in two parts.
One lakh on the night of the 22nd at 10.30 p.m.
And 50,000 on the morning of 23rd, at 12.05 a.m.
And what was the amount recovered from their home?
Sir, 2,740.
Sir, that too from Rupali's wardrobe. From her piggy bank.
And Sir, even these two were seen post 12 a.m.
in the footage from Mr. Gurkirat’s store.
So the two of them came back in the middle of the night.
And on that very night, the disappearance of a hefty amount from the account…
This has more to do than just being a mere coincidence, Satyawati.
You do one thing. Get the ATM footage.
And get this transaction verified.
This could be a lead for our case!
Did you get footage from the station?
"Those Two."
Tell Nag Sir to immediately send Nilesh to the police station.
Use this until the face construction is complete.
At every terminus and at every station.
And also, inform the railway police.
Sir, both of them are natives of Katihar.
The nearest station is Adarsh Nagar.
At a distance of three to four km from here.
This is the only junction in Delhi where both of them
can board the general compartment and escape overnight.
Good job, Pandit!
Let's do one thing. Let's inform Sabharwal and Gunjit Sir…
-Sir… -Sir!
Why is information being withheld in the Chandel case?
-Sir… -Sir!
Thank you for being patient. We understand public sentiment.
But I request you all
to keep your questions strictly limited to the investigation.
In the last 72 hours, our officers have worked relentlessly day and night…
to get justice for the Chandel family.
And with all the accumulated evidence…
we can conclude that it's a case of mass murder.
It's a clear case of… robbery turned into homicide.
The culprits are being identified.
Under such circumstances, it is our moral responsibility
to keep the dignity of the Chandel family intact.
All your questions will be put to rest…
as soon as the investigation is over.
Thank you for your cooperation. Jai Hind.
Sir, there is no discussion or investigation regarding
the black magic angle or occult leanings in this case. Why so?
-Sir! -Sir… Sir!
Congratulations, Sir. Heartiest congratulations!
Sir, you have done a spectacular job of engraving
the image of your bravery in the hearts of the people.
But why is your department so put off by
the offbeat questions asked by these poor journalists?
Sir, the angle of suicide cannot be brushed off.
Sometimes even the dead speak from their graves, Mr. Gadar Singh.
Or should I say, "Respected, Sir Gadar Singh"?
-Sir… -Sir… Sir…
We’ve already lost our reputation…
at least you’ve saved us from further being mocked.
Good job!
You will lead the team to carry out the extraction in Katihar.
While you take Jabbar and his sister Haseena in custody…
Shakeel’s report will help add mileage to the case.
Got it?
The perpetrators will be convicted soon, Mr. Gurkirat.
How is Kushagra?
Better than before.
If only this fire could also incinerate the masks adorned on these faces…
then even you would be witnessing it.
What do you mean?
Baby.
Pinky Chandel.
Do you see her fiancé anywhere around?
There are a lot of questions that are yet to be answered, Sir.
Sir…
Shakeel Sir is trying to contact you.
Yes, Shakeel.
Brother, we are fucked!
The samples that we had preserved for the toxicology screening…
All the viscera samples have gone stale.
The cooling system in the cold storage has malfunctioned.
We will have to take the samples again, don't let the bodies burn!