I'm going to Raipur today.
Will you come, or stay?
I'll stay here.
-Greetings, Mr. Jagannath. -Yes, Ms. Sudha. Tell me.
Can I speak to your daughter for two minutes?
Why?
Nothing, a small connection has turned up.
Can I come and meet you?
Okay.
-Madam? -Hmm.
Have you read First Indian's blog?
Whose?
First Indian, madam. He's a popular blogger.
He covers current affairs and crime journalism.
He blames the Crime Branch for Vicky Rai's case.
Look at what he is saying. He writes that
the entire politics of Chhattisgarh will change.
And this Vicky Rai's case is responsible for that.
Ma'am, don't you think that
there's some political game behind this case?
It's possible.
Why not?
If Vicky Rai's sister can have an affair
with a worthless pickpocket,
-then why not this? -That's true.
Now, what is this?
-Manjot? -Hmm?
Did you know
there was a case against Vicky Rai in Rajasthan
for shooting a deer?
For shooting a deer?
He got away then, too.
Oh, God!
What happened?
Suraj.
What is this?
This.
He managed to dig a piece of chicken out of the garbage!
Inside that chicken was a bullet,
which may have been fired by Mohan Kumar.
Madam!
Don't get me wrong,
but somehow I agree with Suraj
on Mohan Kumar.
What?
Greetings.
Good afternoon, sir.
Good afternoon.
I'd like to speak to Sudha alone.
Sir, please come.
Okay, sir.
Any camera?
You won't record anything, right?
You said
my daughter had a connection with a suspect.
With whom was she connected?
Munna.
The waiter,
who we found with a gun.
With him.
Munna?
-Waiter? -It's quite surprising.
You can speak to her on the phone.
Because Ritu is in London.
In London?
Yes, but I'll definitely let you talk to her.
Because I, too, want to know
what connection did my daughter have with that waiter.
But whatever you find
should not reach the media.
And not just the media.
Until the case is solved, no one should come to know about it.
Or else
your involvement in Vicky's acquittal
will be revealed publicly.
Now Vicky is no longer around
to get convicted and jailed in a case of bribery.
You'll be suspended unnecessarily.
-Right? -I understand.
Could we do a web call?
Yes, Mamma, all, okay?
Hi, my dear. This is Sudha Bharadwaj
from the Crime Branch. She has some questions for you.
Please.
-Hi, Ritu. -Hi.
Do you recognise him?
How is Munna?
He's in police custody.
An inquiry is under way.
He told us that you both
were in love with each other.
Is this true?
So, he spilled the beans.
It doesn't matter to me.
Just Dad's image will suffer.
He didn't say anything;
we found out through the course of the investigation.
We found a video of you.
Video?
Now, Ritu, take a deep breath
and tell me everything, right from the beginning.
Munna said your brother, Vicky Rai,
used to harass you.
Is it true?
Harass?
He raped me when I was 13 years old.
I'm going to tell you... everything.
I found Munna interesting.
He was fearless.
My whole life, I have always been scared.
Then I found out he had lots of money.
I never used to get any money from home.
Maybe they were afraid I'll run away.
Their fears came true.
I wanted to come to London,
and Munna bought me my tickets.
But Vicky found out about Munna.
It was extravagant as always, a band and all that.
Nothing. We went outside, clicked pictures,
faked smiles.
I want to get out of this place.
I...
Asshole.
Vicky.
He's looking at me like a monster.
If only he'd die.
Forget it.
Why are we talking about that piece of shit?
You tell me. Where are you?
-Vicky? -Give me the phone.
I will shoot you!
I'll blow your skull open right now. Give it!
-Vicky, please. -Let me also see.
Who is it you're talking to all through the night?
-Please give me my phone. -Give me my phone?
Oh, wow!
Such long messages,
Now, let me forward them all to myself,
and read all of them tonight.
"Vicky bastard?"
Four days before the party,
Vicky brought us to the farmhouse in Delhi.
Vicky?
I want to go out.
So, go.
Go.
Will no one accompany me?
Everyone is busy today.
You go, no problem.
Listen.
Here. 4342.
Keep it.
Enjoy yourself.
-Do you know, today... -Wait.
Munna, today I...
This has 5,000 pounds and a flight ticket.
The flight is at 1:30 a.m. on the night of the party.
-Munna? -Hmm.
Will you be able to come to London?
Will you get a visa?
I have a contact in customs. "Will you get a visa?"
Customs don't issue visas.
"I have a contact in customs."
What'll you have?
Listen, Munna, you'll come for sure, right?
Of course, of course.
How many times? I'll be there!
You have no idea. The security is very tight there.
You live here, in my heart. I am your security guard.
Really?
Please go, I'm getting late for the office.
For?
I have a very important lunch meeting.
-Bye! -Bye.
-Go. -What?
-Bye! -Bye!
Munna!
Munna, run!
-You go first. -Munna, just run!
Run!
Shit!
Excuse me, excuse me!
Hello? Munna?
They're Vicky's men.
The guards are chasing me too.
Vicky found out about us.
Munna, listen. Tomorrow, if you don't get any call from me,
then assume my phone has been taken away from me.
Everything will be screwed!
Nothing will happen. You're going to London,
and I'll come get you on the night of the party.
Okay. Bye.
Please hand over your cell phone.
-Come. -It was just as I expected.
I wasn't allowed to leave the house thereafter.
But Munna showed up at the party.
Give me that!
Go.
Which car?
Fuck!
-What happened? -Passport and ticket... inside...
-I'll get it. -Wait! I'll get it. Where is it?
Go to the first floor. Right side, first door, the blue one,
the big desk, first drawer.
-Big desk, first drawer... -Munna?
-I'm getting the car there. -Get it!
Vicky and I have the same father, after all.
Maybe some traits were passed on to me too.
Who's that behind you?
My boyfriend.
We're going to get married.
Because of you, poor Munna...
You deceived him? Right?
I had no other choice, ma'am.
Circumstances made me what I am.
Anyways,
Munna will be released after my statement, right?
He may be released.
But when I tell him this?
You've broken his faith.
I wish...
I wish your marriage doesn't last long.
Where is Mr. Jagannath?
He's gone to Raipur.
Okay, okay, take!
Good boy!
Madam?
Madam, how did it go? Tell me something at least.
Madam!
Munna is completely innocent.
He's just caught up in all this, poor guy.
Now, the two others remain.
Mohan Kumar,
who fired the gun,
but missed.
And that boy from Andaman,
Eketi.
What do you all think?
That corruption has been eradicated in this country?
No.
Why do I conduct my investigative reporting with my face hidden?
Because...
-Hi. -Hi.
What are you waiting for?
For an earthquake to come and bring us closer?
Did you fill out the forms?
Forms?
Those numbers you were tapping,
you had to fill out those forms about them. Which I gave you.
You're thinking about forms now?
There cannot be a bigger patriot than you!
I'll get the forms.
Let the earthquake come.
Everything needs to happen on schedule.
The entire guest list will reach you.
There shouldn't be any delay like the last time!
Where are you going?
I'm going to invite the CM for the day after tomorrow.
He is the outgoing CM.
Stay where you are.
What is he going to do?
Paresh, don't jump about too much.
Yes?
Sir, Suraj Yadav wants to talk to you.
Yes, put him on. Just a minute.
There'll be a swearing-in ceremony. Don't move.
-Yes. How's it going? -All good, sir.
I need a small favour.
You must have a man
willing to shed blood for you.
His own blood or another's.
I just need such a man.
Look, I have my own contacts, but I've already used them.
I've used him in this case itself, so don't want to ask him again.
If there's someone from your state
who can come to Delhi, do the job and leave...
There is a man.
His name is Prithvi.
But he hasn't returned my calls since quite a few days.
I'll find out. When do you need him?
No hurry. Tomorrow or the day after.
-Please put Sharad on. -Sure.
-Yes, sir. -Sharad,
-You know Prithvi, right? -Yes, your bodyguard.
Yes. He's not answering my calls.
He might be in his village.
Go to his village and get him to call me.
Sir, where is his village?
Bhadarwa, near Jodhpur.
-Uncle? -Yes?
-Where is Prithvi Singh's house? -Prithvi Singh?
Straight from here, towards the top.
-This way? -Yes.
Thank you.
Hey! Where does Prithvi Singh stay?
Straight from here, towards the top!
-At the top? -Yes.
Lord have mercy.
-Hey. -Hey!
You, get down.
Get down, get down.
Get down.
Wow, awesome!
How did he climb up without support?
No.
What were you doing up there?
Here, everything dark-dark.
There, light. Air.
Ingetayi here, I here.
You come here.
Come, come. Relax.
Who is this? Do you recognise him?
-No. -No?
Inside your bag...
I've started talking like him.
We found a gun inside your bag.
Where did it come from?
Where did you get the gun?
-No gun. -No gun?
No. I touched Ingetayi.
Lights went off.
-You found Ingetayi? -Yes.
Go.
Go!
Who is Ashok Rajput?
Wel... Welfare Officer.
Andaman.
Where can we find him?
Jaisalmer.
You wait here. On the floor.
If you go up, I'll break your legs.
-Heh... -Manjot.
-Okay? -Okay.
Why hasn't Suraj called this Ashok Rajput
for questioning yet?
He should have.
Manjot,
go to Jaisalmer
and find out where is this Ashok Rajput.
Don't say anything to anyone.
But, madam,
I'm supposed to find a guy named Rajput in Jaisalmer.
Isn't that going to be a little difficult?
12/2, Himmat Circle, Jaisalmer.
-How did you know, ma'am? -I told you
Vicky Rai had a deer-poaching case against him in Rajasthan.
The investigating officer was
one Amar Rajput,
who died before he could give his statement in court.
This Ashok Rajput
could be related to him.
Will you go and find out?
Ma'am, give me that address again.
12/2, Himmat Circle, Jaisalmer.
Hey! Do you have some tea and something hot to eat?
Yes! Chilli cutlets.
-Yes, sir. -Sorry, Suraj.
-I won't be able to send my man. -No problem.
He's dead.
Somebody shot him.
He had lots of enemies.
I have arranged it.
Once you become the CM, there's a cop you have to promote.
It'll happen, right?
Of course.
-Okay, then. -Thank you.
Shiv Patel.
Your good times have started.
Sir, Saturn is in retrograde, you see?
Saturn and Mars haven't done a thing.
The Sun himself has done it!
-Don't ever forget this. -Oh, no, no.
There's someone new on the team.
-Who is it, sir? -Someone.
You'll meet them soon.
Yes, sir.
Sir, one for me?
You will not drink.
If you smell of it, she won't trust you.
You won't be able to get into the house.
Okay.
Munna has sent me.
He wanted to tell you something.
Please come.
-The girl's phone? -We have it, sir.
Good.
I need the details of every call.
Yes, sir.
Photos, videos, word files, everything.
Yes, sir.
Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me.
Forgive me, fuck!
Vicky Rai's murder case takes a new twist every day.
Eketi, who belongs to an island in the Andamans.
Munna, a resident of the Saraswati slum in Delhi.
And Mohan Kumar,
retired Chief Secretary
of New Delhi.
They all come from different worlds,
totally different!
And Jagannath Rai's bodyguard,
who was his shadow,
shot dead.
He was killed many days ago.
But the police found his body
just two days ago.
Munna's sister, Champi,
whose body was discovered this morning.
Who is the person
going around silencing all these people?
Who is it?
Anywhere you go, this bloody world is the same.
The same thing had happened in Madurai.
One of my batchmates is there.
The sister was killed, and the brother is in jail.
Even so, this just seems
too gruesome as they say.
She is not his real sister, right?
Not his real sister. Excuse me.
How're you holding up, Munna?
How is Ritu, ma'am?
Ritu?
We haven't recorded Ritu's statement yet.
We have no access to her.
No one should come inside.
Go outside and shut the door. Don't let anyone in.
Sit. Sit, sit.
She wasn't your real sister.
She was more than my sister, sir.
She was like my mother.
Look, she wasn't killed by black magic or something.
There's a big game at play, and she was a victim.
What game?
What is this game being played?
In what game was my Champi involved?
Find one guy in the whole slum.
No one in the entire slum
had anything bad to say about Champi!
She wished the best for everyone!
Exactly why she was targeted.
She was used.
And there are powerful people involved in all this.
The one who was arrested with you, Eketi?
He's the reason your sister is dead.
-That Eketi? -Yes, that Eketi. He is a Naxalite.
Do you understand who a Naxalite is?
They have their own laws.
The three guys killed in your slum,
they were Naxalites too.
And your sister knew them.
Not just knew. She was with them, helping them.
Come on, man, they must have deceived her!
Lured her in with their lies, got her to join them.
That Eketi came here to kill Vicky.
We've nabbed him.
Now they are eliminating all the evidence.
And your sister was the most crucial one.
The bastards sweet-talked her and then took her life.
Look, there is a way.
If you give a statement
that Eketi was a Naxalite and your sister was with him,
then the case can get stronger.
And you can also walk free.
Shall I be honest, sir?
-My brain isn't functioning. -How will it?
Your sister died. I understand.
So, I'll have to testify that Champi was a Naxalite?
Saying it is all you have to do.
And this will be your revenge.
-If you say so. -No, no, Munna. Not like this.
Don't get emotional and put your trust in me.
Whom to trust or not trust?
Take some time to think about it.
Figure it out, then tell me.
What... what will I accomplish by thinking?
What difference will it make?
I was born with such rotten luck.
You take the matter forward.
Okay.