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What happened?
Something ominous.
Death. I saw the shadow of death.
Shastri ji, you may not always understand everything ominous.
Death. Death…
Whose death?
Whose death?
We need more manpower to search these ruins.
-Go, call for backup. -Yes, sir.
Make sure it's done.
-Okay, sir. -Mallik bhai,
-may I go in and take a look? -Go ahead.
You got that? I want a full report.
Hey, hero!
-The torch won't be of any use. -What?
The torch won't be of any use.
I went in there too.
My flash didn't work either.
Okay, let me go and check.
-Ananya Bharadwaj! -Long live! Long live!
-Ananya Bharadwaj! -Long live! Long live!
-Ananya Bharadwaj! -Long Live! Long Live!
-Ananya Bharadwaj! -Long live! Long live!
-Ananya Bharadwaj! -Long live! Long live!
-Ananya Bharadwaj! -Long Live! Long Live!
Shumbh-Nishumbh have been slain.
The stain that tarnished the sacred land of Charandaspur,
has been removed!
Your humble servant,
your Ananya was kept alive by the Mother Goddess.
She kept me safe…
to serve you.
And I'll be at your service until my last breath.
Because I'm a true servant of Charandaspur!
-Ananya Bharadwaj! -Long Live! Long Live!
-Ananya Bharadwaj! -Long live! Long live!
Who should be our leader?
-Ananya Bharadwaj! -Ananya Bharadwaj!
So much has happened there, Birju,
and you didn't see anything?
I was scared, madam.
I was so scared, I stayed hidden behind the car.
Who were you hiding from?
It looked like a ghost.
No, madam,
I don't remember anything.
Asshole, you are the only one who was left alive.
Why?
What happened to your thumb?
How did it get cut?
Actually…
Sujay bhaiya asked me to chop it off.
To chop off your thumb? Why?
To ask for a miracle.
This was the price I had to pay.
Whom did you ask it from?
What was the miracle?
Tell me exactly, what you were doing
when Vijay Yadav put me in his car and drove away?
Banke, my driver, drove off with me.
I called out to you, but you didn't hear me.
Then I asked him to turn the car around to come pick you up.
It would have been a detour, right?
I know you are upset with me, Rea,
but even I was in shock at the time.
And Banke was also trying to save his own life.
We didn't have our phones, either.
Then I asked him to call the police from the village nearby.
Already confirmed that.
The police was informed, but not by the two of you.
Banke was alone.
So, you and Inspector Pramod Sahni go way back, right?
Yes, we went to the same school.
The noteworthy point is that
two brutal murders were committed in the last few days,
and you reached both the crime scenes.
I'm a police inspector, ma'am.
-It's a habit. -A police inspector. Where?
Last posting, Sector 39, Delhi.
What are you doing here, then? Are you on a vacation?
I'm off duty right now
due to a departmental enquiry.
What exactly are you asking me, Rea?
Banke called the police from there, but you didn't go home after that.
Where did you go?
Actually, I suffer from high blood pressure.
My BP shot up after that incident.
So, Banke took me to Dr. Awasthi's nursing home.
I heard that the killer chopped off their arms.
And that Vikram saved you.
Vikram.
How do you know Vikram?
There's one person who is connected to everyone.
You.
How do you know Ananya Bharadwaj?
Ananya Bharadwaj's younger sister,
Kavita Bharadwaj and I were going to get married.
You were?
We met with an accident, and she's been in coma since.
So, where is Kavita now?
In a hospital in Delhi.
I'll tell you.
I'll tell you everything.
The legend is that many years ago, when Don Pratap…
wanted to kill Sujay and Vijay bhaiya,
their mother, Leela, sought the miracle from this baba
to save Sujay and Vijay's lives.
-So, even her thumb… -Was chopped off, madam.
If what you're saying is true,
why are Sujay and Vijay Yadav dead?
The truth is, Ananya ji, that you don't have anything to say.
You didn't inform the police on time,
because if Vijay Yadav or his men had murdered me,
you would've benefitted from it.
Murdering a CIB officer
would put an end to their political career,
guaranteeing your victory in the elections.
Tell me, what were you doing in the forest that day.
My mother disappeared from that forest 22 years ago.
I was looking for her traces.
Your mother went missing 22 years ago, right?
Right.
You're looking for her traces now?
Abhishek and Yadav brothers' murders are connected to my mother's disappearance.
The symbol found on Abhishek's body,
I had seen the same symbol with my mom.
Where?
I'll tell you.
I'm free these days, anyway.
And to find out about my mother, I'll have to investigate these murders.
You have two options.
You can either keep me with you, and take my help in any capacity.
Or keep me away, and lose a resource you could've used.
Either way,
you can continue to doubt me like you do now.
The symbol on Abhishek's body…
Where did you see it on your mother?
The night my mother disappeared,
this coin was in her bag.
Sujay bhaiya gave me a coin and took me to the baba's den.
In a deep voice, the baba said…
The coin.
There was a symbol on one side of the coin and the other was blank.
He inserted the coin into the machine.
The machine rattled and the coin came out of it.
Now, the symbol was on both sides of the coin.
Then, the baba pushed my thumb
into that machine.
I froze out of fear.
Then, the baba said…
You got your miracle.
And let go of my hand.
What happened after that? Did he murder the brothers?
I don't remember anything after that.
You can beat me all you like, kill me if you must,
but I don't remember anything after that.
Birju should also have a coin like this.
-Mallik. -Yes, ma'am. I'll find out.
Ma'am.
Ma'am, there's an urgent matter.
Someone called Shastri is here to meet you.
I'll be there.
Mr. Vikram,
don't leave this city until this investigation is over.
We might need your help with this case.
My dear father will be very happy to hear this.
Vikram is a localite and a cop.
Let's use him in this investigation.
-Bring him in. -Okay, ma'am.
-What's going on in there? -I don't know.
It's some astrologer. He says he's going to be murdered next.
-Let's go and find out. -Don't get me in trouble.
CIB is not even letting me in. Why will they let you?
-That madam is a real pain. Here. -I don't want it.
-Have some. -Vikram.
Where are you going? He called me.
I was going to get a cup of tea.
I have no interest in being a spy for your team.
My name is Kaivalya Shastri.
I worship shadows.
Shadow worshipper.
I study all kinds of shadows.
For example--
Everyone has a spiritual shadow.
A spiritual shadow.
Just like this shadow of yours looks like you,
in the same way, your spiritual shadow looks exactly like you.
Sir, I'm sure you are not here to explain the physics of shadows.
First, tell me,
how did you know the exact time and location of the murder?
This morning, I saw the shadow of death in my home.
Every death has a different shadow.
Today, the killer's shadow was in my house.
But it wasn't alone.
It brought along a speck from the last death.
The fragrance of night-blooming jasmine.
The fragrance of the night jasmine.
But that fragrance was of a specific night jasmine
which is found in the Varuna Forest.
I went to the night jasmine tree.
It was very close to your crime scene.
The shadow was there. As if, it was challenging me.
Then, I practiced shadow science.
That's when I found out the time and weapon of the murder.
Weapon? Which weapon was used, Shastri ji?
The weapon was an antique sword.
An antique sword?
-Professor Shastri… -Yes?
Even if I were to believe what you're saying,
I just don't understand one thing.
Why does the killer want to kill you?
Do you know him? Or did you know Sujay, Vijay, or Abhishek?
No, I didn't.
I have a friend,
Jamaluddin Khan.
He goes by the name of Jimmy Khan.
He has studied the recent murders.
According to him, a shaunak will be killed next.
Shaunak means a teacher, mentor.
For the last 38 years,
I've been teaching my art to thousands of my followers.
That's why, I'm the shaunak.
I'll be killed next.
-Ma'am… -Shastri ji, what did I tell you?
Ma'am, she just barged in.
Didn't I tell you
that neither can the world understand you nor can you understand this world.
You ruined your reputation after all.
Now, they'll think you're crazy.
-Why did you come here? -To take you home.
Who are you, ma'am?
I'm Kalindi, Shastri ji's wife.
It's Amrit's lunch time, Shastri ji.
Amrit is our son.
He doesn't eat without us.
Where is Amrit?
He's waiting outside.
Okay, go ahead. I'll be right there.
I'll get going.
Rea, dear, if you have any more questions, you can come to my house.
I'll do that.
I'm not scared of death,
but it's my duty to reveal the truth.
That's all I'm doing.
Yeah.
Yes? How can I help you?
Are you from CP?
Charandaspur Power?
No, I'm here to meet Jimmy Khan ji.
Have you come to ask for donation?
No, actually, Shastri ji asked me to meet Mr. Jimmy Khan.
Was it K Grandpa?
Yes, Kaivalya Shastri ji.
Okay, come in.
You know, K Grandpa kept my name, Noor Khan.
That's also my great-grandmother's name.
-Such a sweet name. -Thank you.
My name is Vikram Singh.
Come, have a seat.
There's no power at home. That's why I assumed you are from CP.
Grandpa!
K Grandpa has sent someone over.
Jimmy Khan!
Jimmy Khan!
When will the power be restored?
I won't be paying rent for this month.
Hi.
How are you? Come upstairs.
No, thank you.
Are you from the electricity department?
No, Jamaluddin sahab. Shastri ji sent me here…
Go, call your father Jamaluddin.
I'm Jimmy Khan.
Call me Jimmy, all right?
Sure, Jimmy ji.
Now tell me what's the matter. What are you here for?
Why did Shastri send you here?
First of all…
Greetings, sir.
God bless you.
Secondly, my name is Vikram Singh.
I stay near Dogolia.
Where in Dogolia?
What?
Dogolia is a parallel universe in itself.
Do you have a house there or are you staying in a hotel?
No, sir, my ancestral house is there.
I was born here in Charandaspur.
-Really? -Yes.
You don't sound like it.
Are you trying to fool me?
Sir, how does it matter where I was born?
Lord Krishna was also born in Mathura,
but he grew up in Vrindavan.
Just like him, I grew up and came back to my Mathura.
I have some scores to settle.
-Really? -Yes.
Let's find out.
Let me ask Shastri what kind of a fool he sent--
Sir!
Listen to me first.
I have something important to ask. Trust me, it's a matter of life and death.
I won't take too long. Just two minutes.
Okay. Tell me.
Sir, a body was found on the ghats a few days ago.
You must have read about it in the newspaper.
And then Sujay Yadav and Vijay Yadav--
What the fuck? Are you a cop?
How dare you come here?
No, sir, I'm not a cop.
But the cops will come in a couple of days.
-You should talk to me before that. -Talk to you? Really?
-I'll talk to you. Just you wait. -Sir…
What are you doing, sir?
-You want to talk to me? -Sir…
-Sir, there's a child-- -I'll kill you in front of the child
-if you don't get out. -Okay, fine. I'm leaving.
If anyone else wants to say anything, now is the time.
I'll settle that score as well.
Ananya?
-What's up, man? -Hello?
Who is this? Jimmy?
You went to the police, didn't you?
I did what I thought was right.
Rest is up to the Lord.
You better stop obsessing over death.
You're a tough nut.
You won't die until we all are dead and gone.
-I'll talk to you later. -Okay.
You want a light massage or a strong one?
-Bhaiya. -A light one.
-This-- -Madam.
I don't cut women's hair.
You should go to that alley.
We are from the CIB.
Shastri ji and his wife who live here,
what do you know about them?
Madam, I don't know much about that old couple.
Actually, that old man is really weird,
and the old woman is very simple.
But ever since…
they lost their only son,
-they've stopped going out. -What do you mean, lost?
-Is he dead? -Yes.
-When did he die? -Almost eight years ago.
Do they have another son? Amrit?
Amrit was their only son.
Amrit is our son.
He doesn't eat without us.
I saw the shadow of death in my home.
Is Shastri ji mentally stable?
Mentally… What do you mean?
That's all. No more questions.
Let's go.
-Birju lives around here, too, right? -Yes, ma'am, he lives here.
Why are we going to Birju's house?
He just needs a good thrashing and he'll sing like a canary.
That's what the cops do, Mallik. We are from the CIB.
We need to do things differently.
Madam, where is Birju Mahato's house?
Do you see those guys dancing? That's his house.
Why are they dancing?
Their son has returned.
Birju and Radha have a son, Awdesh.
He went missing five years ago.
And this afternoon, he just returned out of nowhere.
That's what they are celebrating.
Look, I know you are scared.
But you see, you're the only one who has seen the killer.
So you'll have to tell us about him.
Mallik, did you tell Birju?
He says he's your son.
Awdesh.
The coin.
Ask for the Miracle.
My son, Awdesh, should return home.
Thumb.
You got your miracle.
Awdesh.
Madam, he's my son.
He went missing five years ago.
Where did you find him? I want to meet him. My son, Awdesh.
No, Birju, he's an impostor. He's not your son.
No, Madam, I swear, he's my son, Awdesh.
He's fooling your entire family in Awdesh's disguise.
We'll have to arrest him and put him in jail.
Right?
Am I right?
Madam, I understand…
what you're trying to say.
Yes, I have seen the killer.
I'll tell you everything about him.
But nothing should happen to Awdesh.
Will you tell me now?
Even better, I'll show you.
Isn't that Jairaj?
Yes.
Is he having an affair?
Oh, man!
He's after cheap thrills.
And how is he able to walk?
Nature's Wonder.
I swear, he turned out to be quite a juggler.
Those two men are from my party.
Behind my back, my disabled husband
is scheming to push me out of politics.
But when did he start walking?
Or was he never disabled?
It's a two-year long secret.
Thanks to physiotherapy, he started walking,
but he doesn't want to tell the world yet.
Right before the election,
he'll claim that it's God's Boon,
and gain public sympathy to try and defeat me.
But it's not that easy
to defeat you.
Thank you…
for coming at such a short notice.
Actually, you can do something for me.
Finally, you came to the point.
Do you have connections in the electricity department?
Come on, you said the power will be restored.
-What is this? -Sir…
Wow.
Hey, Chunni!
Hey, Chunni, didn't I tell you the power will be back?
Look at this. You were making a fuss over nothing.
Whatever.
Grandpa, now finally I can read my story book.
Yes!
Enjoy!
Well done, my son, you turned out to be a handy guy.
Come on, sir.
I owe you one.
Come on, sir.
You call me your son, and then make me feel like a stranger.
You had some questions about the murders, right?
Yes, sir.
Come, let me show you something.
Someone came wearing black clothes.
His face was covered.
He was unbelievably agile.
I saw the shadow of death in my home.
The person was carrying a sword.
A sword with intricate carvings on it.
Like an ancestral sword of a king.
The weapon was an antique sword.
Kalia and my bosses were slain in an instant.
I'm the shaunak.
I'll be killed next.
You guys should wait outside.
If we go in together, he might feel uncomfortable.
Okay, ma'am, we'll wait here.
-Namaste. -You? At this hour?
I would like to talk to Shastri ji.
Please, come in.
Oh, Rea, dear, so you came after all.
Do you see this roof?
It was about to cave in two years ago.
The wooden rafters were rotten.
I saved up some money and got it fixed.
Little did I know that behind those rafters lay hidden
my grandfather's little secret.
DOCUMENT
There was a similar incident back in 1952.
And my grandfather, Mr. Mohammad Giyassudin Khan
had investigated that case.
Is there no power at home?
My son, Amrit, doesn't like the light from a tube light.
So, tell me, dear, how can I help you?
I wanted to ask,
how did you know about the sword.
Shesh pratichhaya,
which means "residual image."
After any intense incident,
the image of that incident lingers for a long time.
Like, if you keep staring at something,
you continue to see it even after you close your eyes. Right?
So whatever happened at the crime scene,
you saw that in reality?
Not everything.
Vijay told me some crucial moments.
-Vijay? You mean… -Vijay Yadav.
Who was killed.
I don't get it.
Was Vijay alive when you reached there?
No, dear. When I reached there,
you had already taken away their dead bodies.
So, did a dead Vijay Yadav talk to you?
Dear, it's only the body which lives and dies.
The soul remains in the same place.
You should know.
You can see her.
Amrit, my son.
His feet are in the way.
Tea.
I can't say anything with hundred percent surety,
but I can tell you that these murders…
are connected to a mandala.
Mandala?
Aayast Mandala.
Mandala is a geometrical design, which represents the cosmos.
This mandala has eight sections.
And these eight sections have eight signs.
That is, eight symbols.
Out of these,
I could figure out three symbols with the help of these notes.
First, a voyeur's torso.
Second, Shumbh-Nishumbh's arms.
And according to this mandala, next is a shaunak's head.
Shastri ji, if you've seen so much, you must have seen the killer's face too.
No, the face was covered.
He attacked with great skill and a calm demeanor.
So there was no chance of forming an image.
Only a highly experienced person can attain this.
You believe a cult is behind this.
Some people who practice black magic are killing people for their own gain.
If you want to enter this den, you have to open your mind.
Can black magic practitioners use machines like this one?
And you believe that you are the killer's next target.
As I told you, my friend, Jimmy,
he believes that the next one to die in this chain of events
will be a shaunak.
And who is a shaunak here?
I am.
Come here. Look at this.
It's that newspaper cutting.
Exactly. It's from a newspaper from 1952.
I'll take your leave now.
I'll get in touch with you again.
Are you sure you don't need security?
It's here.
Who?
Death.
Shastri ji?
Kalindi ji!
Shastri ji!
Shastri ji!
Shas--
Kalindi ji!
Kalindi ji!
Kalindi ji!
Kalindi ji!
Kalindi ji.
Kalindi ji.
Kalindi ji.
A shaunak will be killed next.
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