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ATTENTION PUBLIC!

Due to the rise in serial murders in our rural areas, we request everyone to stay cautious.

Avoid travelling alone or taking rides from strangers.

For the safety of society, we request your cooperation.

In the wake of these murders, to enforce law and order and maintain internal security,

vehicle and public inspections are underway.

Doubts have now arisen among the public about whether

the police are even investigating to find the killer.

We’ll have to wait and watch if the serial killer will be caught.

With cameraman Madhukumar, this is reporter Shridhar Shivamogga on News-O-Newsu.

[PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT ON VEHICLE CONTINUES]

I didn’t expect this from you, Seetharam.

Your tough times have begun.

People are losing the trust they had in you.

I hope this case doesn’t put a black mark on your career.

How many more lives must be lost before you act, sir?

- It's not that... - Enough, Sir.

If you can’t even protect yourselves, how will you protect us?

- All in time... - Come on.

Look over there, all you do is walk around with files.

Take action too.

With such authorities around, how can we feel safe?

For the police, every case is like the night.

Behind every ray of light, darkness looms.

That darkness...

Will haunt the light.

And every time the darkness ends...

It waits for the start of a new chapter.

The first page of that chapter...

Was my own Akka's (Elder sister).

Appa (Father), Akka is here.

Looks like she has good news.

Your sister is dead to me.

Tell me if you wish to go with her.

I’ll conduct both your funerals together.

Won't you invite me in, Ramu?

Coincidentally...

Bhaava (Brother-in-law) got transferred to our town.

A chance to see Akka.

Came to me in my life.

Sir, today is my son's birthday.

Please have a sweet.

Thank you, Rathnamma. This will do.

- Hope you're taking care of your health. - I am, Sir.

- Have your medicines on time. - I will.

Don’t hesitate to ask if you need anything.

Jayanna, what’s special on the menu today?

As if we’re some five-star hotel to have daily specials.

The same old anna-saaru.

♪ Welcoming the first light of dawn ♪

♪ We witness a wondrous row of blooming flowers ♪

♪ As hundreds of marvels unfold ♪

♪ This right here is the home of beauty ♪

♪ Hills and mounds stand in a row ♪

♪ Awaiting the monsoons ♪

♪ In these dense forests, in these gushing waters ♪

♪ Every day calls for a celebration ♪

♪ In the bird's nests, in the songs of the breeze ♪

♪ Listen to the soothing melody ♪

♪ Who is up there, scattering the evening sky with such golden hues? ♪

♪ Every dream dreamt is beautiful when reality is no less dreamy ♪

♪ This wondrous earth ♪

♪ On this fascinating planet is a collection of wonders ♪

♪ Malenadu is tender, yet a beautiful, magical world ♪

Somebody attend this customer.

♪ Welcoming the first light of dawn ♪

I'll leave now.

♪ We witness a wondrous row of blooming flowers ♪

Rathnamma, didn't see you come by the station for work?

Wasn't keeping well, sir.

My health has deteriorated.

Shall I send a substitute?

It's okay. Come by once you're better.

♪ O’ traveller, welcoming you are the flora and fauna, swaying their heads ♪

♪ This wondrous earth ♪

Sir, Rathnamma passed away.

Oh no. When?

A couple of days ago.

You should have told me. Let’s visit her.

- His age? - Forty-seven, Sir.

- Mobile number? - 94..87..

AANEGUDDE POLICE STATION, SHIVAMOGGA

Sir!

Go to the check post - Sure, Sir.

What is it?

Sir?

Jayanna from the hotel is missing.

Did you check with friends and family?

We asked everyone we could think of.

Sir!

His phone was last active near Kottigere.

We’ll keep tracing it.

Okay.

Has he ever left home without informing anyone for days?

He's never left without telling us, Sir.

Sir?

Please, do something and find him.

Don't worry. We'll look.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

[FLIES BUZZING]

Inform me once the body’s shifted to the morgue.

Okay, Sir.

In all my years of service, I’ve done many post-mortems.

But for the first time in my life...

I felt fear about my job.

The body was brutally damaged, with injuries to vital organs.

Feet, thighs...

Hands, arms...

In total, 55 wound marks on the body.

To watch blood ooze out and enjoy it...

Or to enjoy the victim’s struggle while dying...

Seems to be his motive.

You might have noticed...

Revenge murders don’t look like this.

If the intent was only to kill, he could have stabbed a vital area and ended it.

But this was the opposite.

He tortured them before killing.

A nail was driven four inches into his chest, causing cardiac tamponade and death.

No ordinary man could have done this.

I believe the killer is mentally disturbed.

He suffers from 'Antisocial Personality' Disorder.

A complete psychopath.

Sir?

Sir!

They have found another body, Sir.

Seetharam, I don’t think this will stop here.

Tighten security everywhere.

We should not lose another life.

Tell me how I can support you.

We need more officers, Sir.

Sure. I'll get them tomorrow.

In this case, we can’t move ahead only with physical evidence.

Some crimes...

Have evidence beyond our reach.

The murderer’s mind.

It decides

The motive of the killer.

How do you know the victim, Ashoka?

He was a friend, Sir.

He was a cab driver in Bengaluru.

He came home about fifteen days ago.

He left for Bengaluru a week back.

The killer could be anyone among us.

Put surveillance on all roads leading to town.

Keep watch on every house in the jurisdiction.

Especially...

Keep an extra eye on newcomers.

For psychos, murder is an addiction.

He’ll keep killing.

There have been two murders in a week already.

If he loses patience...

It could happen within a day too.

We must be alert round the clock.

He already knows

We’re expecting him.

He’ll be on guard.

Usually, such killers leave a mark or... a signature.

But there’s no such pattern here.

So we must assume...

He could look completely normal.

Hidden in plain sight.

Be careful.

Even if he’s right before us...

We may not recognize him.

Namaste, Sir.

Sebastian. My name.

I had to lodge a complaint, Sir.

A boy’s been troubling my daughter a lot.

Come to the station.

It’s not that simple, Sir.

She’s my only daughter, and she’s of marriageable age.

If I go to a station and file a complaint…

It’ll cause trouble, won’t it?

Okay. Where’s your house?

Neighbouring village. Ripponpete.

You could’ve complained there, right?

I’ve been at their station doors for two months.

Nobody gives a damn.

Someone told me about you.

You must help me, Sir.

How exactly is he troubling her?

Where do I start, Sir?

Every day, a new torture.

Anytime, day or night.

He comes home. Bangs on the door.

Keeps calling my daughter out.

I’m terrified, Sir.

Okay. How does he know her?

Is he her classmate?

- Or are they in love...? - Sir!

No, Sir.

The love a father has for his daughter.

Who else could possibly love her as much?

A beautiful family is a myth, Sir.

Appa. Amma.

Wife. Children. Family.

We dream of these things.

Sometimes our dreams turn into nightmares.

The heavier the memories…

The weaker the trust becomes.

In such times, you can’t tell who’s with you,

who’s against you, who’s lying, who’s not.

Everything is a blur, Sir.

We tend to drown in the dreams of the past.

There are still dreams left to dream…

But they refuse to appear now.

Okay.

Bring me the boy’s photo or his address.

- I’ll handle it. - Okay, Sir.

I'll see you, Sir.

Tell me, Srinivas?

Oh. I'm taking the same road.

I'll come by. Wait for me.

- Namaskara (Greetings). - Namaskara.

So.. How long have you known Jayanna?

I've known Jayanna for years, Sir.

The last time you saw him, did he seem in trouble?

Nothing like that, Sir.

Jayanna's daughter learns music from my wife.

When he came to drop her, he asked if I could lend him Rs 50,000.

I asked him why.

Some boys driving a tipper were causing trouble

near his hotel and he needed to ward them off.

I told him to come by the bar in the evening and collect it.

He did.

These tipper drivers aren't good people.

They're always troubling someone.

They often fight near my bar.

Where can I find them?

By the Araga gate, Sir.

Something like 'Reena'.

The vehicle’s named 'Reena'.

Show me the CCTV footage.

It's right here, Sir.

- Vasanth? - Sir.

Get details of all these vehicles.

If you find anything suspicious, take them into custody.

Okay, Sir.

- Start with the tipper boys. - Okay, Sir.

- Sorry, Sir. - It's okay.

[INDISTINCT NOISE]

[INDISTINCT NOISE]

[LEAVES RUSTLE; EERIE NOISE]

Who is it?!

Who is that?!

[MAN SCREAMS HORRIFICALLY]

Sir, there was no fight.

Instead of paying us, they got sand elsewhere.

We only went to talk.

Really?

Sir, we're telling the truth.

We didn't do anything, Sir.

It wasn’t loose change.. It was twelve thousand.

- Wait here. We'll call you. - So? You killed him?

Sir! Who kills for such petty money?!

I don’t know what happened that day.

We were hauling sand.

- WHO WAS IT?! - Not us, Sir.

Sir?

The boy's photo and details.

Oh yeah.

I'll find out.

Sir!

There's nothing here.

Okay. Come out.

Oh no!

My son?! Is that him?!

We’re still checking.

Come along now! We'll see!

Sir, this can't be the same as Jayanna and Ashoka's case, right?

This piece is from a rusted part of a car.

Sir, she's Kencha's daughter.

A complete psychopath.

I believe the killer is mentally disturbed.

My son?! Is that him?!

These tipper drivers aren't good people.

Sir! [MUFFLED VOICE]

Sir!

Sir!

Sir?!

- Tell me, Srinivas. - What's wrong, Sir?

I don't get it.

Every day there's a new missing case.

Bodies found in strange conditions.

The murderer...

Is leaps ahead of us.

We have to do something.

Did you open my cupboard door?

No, Sir.

Why do you ask, Sir?

I'd left my gun here. I don't see it.

Did anyone see it?

No, Sir. I haven't.

Where...

Try to remember, Sir.

Maybe it’s at home..?

No way.

I brought it this morning, kept it here, closed the cupboard.

Maybe it's somewhere around here.

Who dares steal a gun from the station?

[MEN SCREAM IN PAIN]

Sir, I didn't steal your gun!

Tell us the truth!

The boy's photo and details.

Gopal!

Talk to this boy and warn him.

Okay, Sir.

[UNREACHABLE TONE]

Sir!

Three months ago, we received a circular from

Ripponpete station that this boy's missing.

- It's been three months?! - Yes, Sir.

Okay.

Check who lodged the complaint. Call them in.

Sure, Sir.

What happened, Sir?

Did you find my son?

What happened to him?

Where is he now?

How long has it been since your son came home?

Three months, Sir.

Sir, did he do something wrong?

There's been a complaint from your village saying so.

A complaint?

What is the complaint about?

Sebastian, the school teacher in your village.

He says your son troubled his daughter.

But you claim he’s missing.

Tell us the truth!

Mother and son can’t fool us.

Why would we, Sir?!

Sebastian's daughter died three months ago.

He's a lunatic.

Roams around spreading rumours.

He’s not in his right mind.

You can ask around, Sir.

Okay. You leave.

I’ll let you know if something comes up.

Let's go, Madam.

What happened to my son, Sir?

RIPPONPETE POLICE STATION

Come on in, Sir.

Can’t believe he’s bugging you now.

He's a madman!

A boy's gone missing.

He keeps roaming around with his photograph.

Claiming the boy's troubling his daughter.

It's been three months since his daughter died.

But yeah. How did the daughter die?

That's a clear case of suicide, Sir.

Like I told you, he's a madman.

If he comes here, we kick him out!

There you go.

His file.

His entire history's in here.

Twenty years ago, a case was registered that his wife died in a fire.

In the end, we didn't have the evidence either.

Considering he was a single parent, the court granted him a bail.

- Oh! I'm sorry. - It's okay, Sir.

Don't worry.

He used to work in a school.

We got plenty of complaints from there too.

We don’t know if he’s really mad or just pretends to be.

He was a real nuisance.

Every day, there was a complaint against him.

So we threw him out of the job, Sir.

He’s mentally unstable.

His daughter was in love with a mechanic.

There was a fight about it every day.

One day, the girl killed herself.

Since then, he roams around with that boy’s photo.

His screws are loose.

I believe the killer is mentally disturbed.

Trust anyone but him. He’s not a good man.

[SOUND OF A MAN GRUNTING]

I’ll slaughter you!

It's clear, Sir.

Let’s not delay any longer.

Sir, what if he.. took the gun?

I feel...

We have him.

- Be gentle! - Shush!

[INAUDIBLE WHISPERS]

Who are you to beat our children?! [SCRATCHY VOICE]

We don’t beat our own kids!

How could you hit such little ones?

Are you even human?!

You have no humanity!

Even if someone kills you, it won’t be a sin.

Wretched man!

Teach your daughter first!

Is this a school or what?!

Don’t you dare step in here again!

Are you even a teacher?!

You're a maniac!

You’ve no shame!

You're a maniac!

You’re bringing disgrace to the school!

- Are you even human?! - You're a maniac!

How can you not know?!

[MUFFLED VOICES]

[VOICE WHISPERING 'GRACY']

[VOICE WHISPERING 'GRACY']

[VOICE WHISPERING 'GRACY']

- Be gentle. - Keep quiet!

- Nothing will happen. - Slowly.

- It'll be fine! - Be gentle.

- Your father's not coming. - Can't you keep quiet?!

- You bast***! - Appa!

Appa!

I'm going!

Shush!

You're not going anywhere.

Gracy! [WHISPER]

Gracy! [WHISPER]

You..!

Appa! What are you doing?!

Let me go!

Let go!

Where did you get this?

Oh!

From the station?!

The spark you lit will burn you.

Watch out.

Gracy.

They'll come. You'll see.

Nobody's coming.

And if they do, they're not getting out.

[DOOR KNOCKS]

All good, Sir?

All good.

Can I come in?

Sure.

Come in.

- Can I sit? - Sure, Sir.

Thank you.

All alone?

Where’s your daughter? Did she step out?

No. She's right there.

Quiet.

Okay.

Let her be.

Where's the boy? Did he come again?

He was here a while ago.

Oh.

He'll come back again.

- He will? - Yes. That...

Let him come.

I'm here to take him today.

Will you have something to drink?

Get me some hot water.

Okay.

Told you so.

Everybody knows.

You'll get caught now.

You shouldn't have come here, Sir.

You shouldn't have come.

You shouldn't have come!

You shouldn't have come!

You shouldn't have come!

You shouldn't have come here, Sir!

You don't need stitches.

The bullet has grazed you.

I've cleaned the debris.

The pain will last a while.

I'll prescribe some antibiotics.

Finish the course of medicines, okay?

Thank you.

Sir!

Seetharam, hope you're fine.

Nothing to worry, Sir. I'm alright.

Congratulations Seetharam for finally breaking the case.

Thank you for your support, Sir.

Handover the culprit to the Shivamogga station tomorrow.

Sure, Sir.

Where's Vasantha?

I don't know, Sir.

His phone's been switched off since yesterday.

Light this!

[POLICE SIREN; PHOTO CLICKS]

Kencha’s body was found in the same spot.

It's happening all over again, Sir.

[PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT ON VEHICLE CONTINUES]

Doubts have now arisen among the public about whether

the police are really investigating to catch the killer.

I didn't expect this from you, Seetharam.

People are losing the trust they had in you.

How many more lives must be lost before you act?

With such authorities around, how can we feel safe?

Sir, Vasanth's wife and daughter are here.

Send them in.

Please sit.

We fell in love.

We went against the world to get married.

When we eloped...

Vasanth had promised.

That he'll never make me shed tears.

He kept his word all his life.

But today?

Tears are rolling down.

But there's no hand to wipe it.

I can't tell you not to shed tears.

I'm sorry.

But you staying brave is very important for your daughter.

Our department will always be there for you.

These are Mr. Vasanth's uniform and watch.

They were in here.

Madam...

This is my daughter's music class receipt.

He used to hate anything related to music.

This is my daughter's music class receipt.

Jayanna's daughter comes to my wife to learn music.

Sir, Kencha's daughter...

Srinivas?

Both Kencha and Ashoka have daughters, right?

Yes, Sir.

[STUDENTS SINGING A CLASSIC SONG]

Sir?

Are these two your students?

Yes, Sir. They're my students.

From the weekend batch.

These two girls?

They are also my students.

From the Wednesday batch.

I need the list of your students.

Sure, Sir.

There you go, Sir.

Some of them don't come to classes any more.

Why? What's wrong, Sir?

Just a simple investigation.

This book will be in the station.

You'll have to come when called in for an inquiry.

- Sure, Sir. - Thank you.

- Srinivas? - Sir?

- Have somebody watch over this place. - Okay, Sir.

- This place is the centre of the crimes. - Okay, Sir.

The killer once lost a girl of that same age.

That girl is someone very close to him.

An elder or younger sister.

A girl he loved.

It could be anyone.

To sum it up...

This girl he once cared for suffered a lot under her father.

But we're actually missing something here.

All this time, just as we never understood his motive

Similarly, we're missing out on some clue he's left behind.

But I'm damn sure he's left some sort of a clue behind.

We have to get it!

We start from scratch!

Tell me.

Sir, we're at the crime spot.

We didn't find anything else here, Sir.

Gopal?

Sir?

Gopal...

Until now, we've just been going around the crime scenes.

We never thought about the victims' homes.

Please come inside.

- Are you doing okay? - Yes, Sir.

- Are you going to college, kid? - Yes, Sir.

Lately, has anyone new or any stranger tried to talk to you?

No, Sir.

Did a friend of yours gift you anything?

No such thing, Sir.

Try remembering again.

No stranger spoke to you, right?

No.

Can I take a look at your house?

Sure. Go ahead, Sir.

Where did you buy this?

Sir, I found this by the gate.

Where did you get this, dear?

Sir, I found this on the street, on my way home.

- Where did you find this Veene? - On the road, Sir.

Where did you find this Veene, girl?

I found it by the gate, Sir.

List out young girls aged between 15-20 from the students' records book.

The victims are fathers of girls in this age group.

Whoever receives theVeene becomes his target.

You check that house.

- Madam? - Yeah?

Do you have this in your house?

No, Jagganna.

- Do you have this at home? - No.

Chandrakka?

Do you have this item in your home?

No, Sir.

Madam, would we find this in your store?

Not this, Sir.

This is pretty old, right?

Can't believe he ended up on your list.

- Oh. - It's okay.

- Thank you for your time, Mahendra Sir. - Come on. No problem.

Sir, do you remember the Sebastian case files you took out that day?

Can I look at all the files from that year?

From that year?

Well...

Sir, they're all here.

Oh. Thank you.

Inspector Srinath?

Sir, he retired ages ago.

He now lives in Honnavara.

Every crime comes looking for the police.

But some cases?

Not only do they come looking, they keep haunting.

Just like this case.

Over twenty years ago, back when I was still working.

This is the most brutal murder case I've seen.

♪ Even if the time has passed ♪

♪ The job of waiting for you is a beautiful one ♪

♪ You who are donning a laughing flower are my prayer ♪

♪ This beautiful time shouldn’t pass ♪

♪ The moments with you are unforgettable ♪

♪ My world is now full of you ♪

♪ I’ve now lost myself to your affection, friendship, and love ♪

♪ I shall light the lamp of love every day ♪

♪ I've now taken you as my goddess of love ♪

♪ Even if the time has passed ♪

♪ The job of waiting for you is a beautiful one ♪

♪ You who are donning a laughing flower are my prayer ♪

Shall I go home?

Nah. Stay a little longer.

- Appa will scold me! - Stay for another five!

- Ay! I need to get scolded by him! - It's okay.

Oh. It's you both!

Achyutanna!

Nothing. We were just talking.

Oh. You're Gowda's daughter.

Anna, please! Don't tell anyone!

Anna, please don't. I beg you.

That's fine. I won't tell anyone!

If they find out, they'll kill us.

Please don't tell anyone!

- Please! - Okay.

I won't tell anyone.

It didn't take long for the girl's father to find out.

But Krishne Gowda's fury didn't end there.

He bribed his servant and falsely accused the boy of attempting rape.

He sent him to prison.

Manja spent a year in prison for a crime he didn’t commit

He then got out.

Amma!

Why did you return?

Kamali was as old as I was.

Yet you tried to molest her?!

- I didn't Amma. - Get going from here!

We have a young daughter who is of age.

I'm scared to even look at you.

Don't show me your face!

Go! Get lost!

His mother’s words were like salt on his wounds.

Tough luck. It's sad it happened.

- But it'll get better. - What will?

My own mother and sister didn't talk to me.

I'm as good as dead.

Don't say such things.

For the injustice he did to you, Gowda died in an accident.

Kavya?

They found her an alliance and got her married.

Achyutha's mistake destroyed Manja's life forever.

He lost his family and the girl he loved.

The beedi Achyutha smokes and throws away is just like the people he disposes of.

Where there's profit, Achyutha will be there.

Get going from here!

Appa!

Appa!

There's Pooje at Latha's house in the evening.

I'll be going there.

Fine.

There's pain, Achyuthanna.

A home should be peaceful.

For that, a wife should be of good character.

If she's not, then...

Teacher, your wife is a good woman.

You should stop doubting her unnecessarily.

- Teacher? - Hey!

Calm down.

- Get lost! - Why are you like this?

Get lost from here!

Hey!

Who's in there?!

Hey! Who the hell is in there?!

[MAN SCREAMING TO ALERT]

People! Somebody! Come here! Something's happening!

GOD NO!

Somebody come here!

Even after all this, not a single complaint was lodged at the station

Poor Achyutha's daughter.

After this incident, she never got out of her home.

A few days later, we learned she had taken her own life.

But...

The pain Manja suffered, Achyutha never did.

When a man loses his mental balance,

he can become cruel beyond one’s imagination.

The body of Achyutha we found, told us everything.

His legs were wrapped in barbed wire.

He stabbed him 55 times, bleeding him dry.

The revenge on Achyutha and the fear of the crowd are still etched in my eyes.

The previous night...

The Antike-Pintige folk artists had seen Manja run from Achyutha's house.

After that, no one knew where Manja went.

After that, I retired.

But...

I never expected this case to return to me like this.

My question is...

Back then, he had the intent and needed closure to kill.

But now?

I see no intent and no need for closure.

Is Manja's family still living there?

Yeah. They might be in Devangi.

You're Manja's mother, right?

Yes.

Where is Manja?

Since he ran away, I don’t know if he’s alive or dead.

Who needs a son like that?

It's better he never returns!

Sir!

How can I keep a track of everyone who attended the wedding?!

Sir! That's him!

He's the one!

A complete psychopath.

There's no one inside, Sir.

Okay. Got it. Let's talk tomorrow.

Sir, he hasn’t come to the hospital in three days.

His phone's switched off.

I'm getting it tracked.

A team of ours is going to his house.

A couple of you stay back and watch her.

I don't trust that woman!

Gowramma, where is he?

It seemed like he wore a bag and left somewhere in the morning.

He's not in the quarters, Sir.

He locked up and left in the morning.

Akka, wait a minute.

Akka, listen to me. Where's Bhaava?

His life is in danger.

If it's true, I'll handle it.

We don't need your concern.

Listen up!

Don't make excuses and come back here again!

Keep an eye out.

- Stay alert. - Sure, Sir.

- Hello? - Listen!

- Where are you? - Yeah? I'm in a meeting now.

- I’m here. What’s wrong? - Nothing really.

Finish work and get home sooner.

- Okay? - Sure.

Be careful.

[MOBILE PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Bhaava, it's me, Seetharam!

Hello?!

Sorry, Sir.

Tell me?

Okay. Wait there.

HEY!

Move it! Move the damn vehicle!

Srinivas, ask them to watch him.

Stay alert!

Sir, there's no one in there.

- Srinivas! - Sir?

Manja's not gone anywhere.

He's at his home.

What have you done now?! Get lost from here!

- Cover the area. - Okay.

No sudden movements.

Go this way!

Will you leave or should I inform the cops?!

Let me go!

Where did he go?

Hey!

Hey! Stop!

I had everything, Sir.

A mother, a sister.

The girl I loved.

I dreamed of a life with her.

I had it all.

I lost my life because of Achyutha.

I went to prison for a crime I didn't commit.

In that pain...

I made sure he was accused of molesting his own daughter

I wanted him to lead a life of humiliation and die in suffering.

But...

Nothing went as I hoped.

I decided to kill him.

I went to his house one night.

But...

Someone had killed him before me.

That was when the fear of being blamed for his murder began.

Just then, I heard the folk artists passing by.

I left immediately.

I left town for good.

The regret that Achyutha never died by my hands...

Made me take up the job of a postmortem assistant.

Every time I cut open a body,

I saw Achyuthanna ruining my life again.

One day...

The same way Achyutha died...

Another body came in for post-mortem.

My hands began to tremble.

That fear...

Made me want to flee this town again.

Sir...

Please believe me.

I haven’t killed anyone.

Another question keeps haunting me.

Who else has suffered the same pain that I’ve endured for twenty-three years?

But mark my words.

More murders will happen.

Then you’ll know I was right.

Though you tell your story like a victim, to me, you look like a monster.

For the anger you had at Achyutha...

You spun a story that he raped his own daughter.

But in that story, it wasn’t just his daughter who died.

Both father and daughter perished.

Think about it.

What if instead of Achyutha’s daughter, it was your sister or your lover?

It enrages you, right?

It hurts.

In the same way...

If someone must suffer because you suffered...

Then you too should have died like them.

Only what happened to you counts as injustice, eh?

You burned another person’s life...

And kept living.

That’s not life.

I have no reason to believe you didn’t commit the crime.

Sir!

What if Manja’s telling the truth?

Could there be another side to this story?

He’s unstable.

How can you trust him?

Sir!

He still hasn’t returned home.

His phone's switched off.

Mark my words.

More murders will happen.

Back then, he had intent and sought closure through killing.

But now?

I see no intent and no need for closure.

A complete psychopath.

Somebody had killed Achyutha before me.

Another question keeps haunting me.

Who else has been suffering the same pain I’ve endured for twenty-three years?

What if Manja’s telling the truth?

Could there be another side to this story?

Seetharam!

I forgot to tell you.

Achyutha had a son too.

I later learnt that a childless woman adopted him.

What do we do now, Sir?

Till now we’ve only been hearing hearsays.

And now, I see the real one.

- Hello? - Tell me, Sir.

98474782.. Trace this number now.

Yeah?

Here?

Right here?

Okay.

Seen this person anywhere?

Excuse me, have you seen this man?

Don't think I've seen him around.

- Hello? - Hello! Hello!

- Hello? - Seetharama!

Bhaava?!

- Hello? - [MUFFLED VOICE]

- Hello? Can you hear me? - [MUFFLED VOICE]

Come get me!

[MUFFLED VOICE]

Hello?! Ramu!

Hello, Bhaava! Where are you?

Right here! This net...!

SEETHARAMU!

Don't beat me! Please!

[MAN SCREAMS HORRIFICALLY]

Sir, I traced the number.

Yeah? Found it?

It’s moving from Konanduru to Haadigallu.

Okay.

Sir, the phone has crossed Haadigallu.

Now on the Hosa Koppa road.

Yeah. Okay.

Sir, the phone is now 300 meters away from you.

Okay. I'm approaching.

I think I'm close.

Sir!

You’re right there. 100 meters away.

He fooled us, Sir.

Hello! Hello!

- Hello? - Seetharama!

Bhaava?!

Hello?!

Seetharama!

Hello, Bhaava!

[FEMALE VOCAL SINGING CLASSICAL SONG]

[STUDENTS SINGING A CLASSIC SONG]

[FEMALE VOCAL SINGING CLASSICAL SONG]

Nets! Nets!

Fish nets!

[FEMALE VOCAL SINGING CLASSICAL SONG]

This piece is from a rusted part of a car.

Hey! Move the vehicle!

Show me the CCTV footage.

Somebody had killed Achyutha before me.

The killer once lost a girl of that same age.

I made sure Achyutha...

Was accused of molesting his own daughter.

This girl he once cared for suffered a lot under her father.

Achyutha had a son too.

I later learnt that a childless woman adopted him.

Sir, today is my son's birthday.

Please have a sweet.

Rathnamma passed away.

Let’s visit her home.

That girl is someone very close to him.

An elder or younger sister.

['LAMBODARA LAKUMIKARA' PLAYS]

[SINISTER MUSIC PLAYS]

['LAMBODARA LAKUMIKARA' PLAYS]

♪ ♪

♪ The ticking time has deceived us ♪

♪ It has turned into a toxin that kills the breath ♪

♪ As the lullaby of the lap fades away ♪

♪ Has life been taken over by rage? ♪

♪ Has the melody stained the string with blood? ♪

Who's playing the damn tape recorder in the morning?!

♪ Witnessing the silent suffering of unheard notes? ♪

♪ Can the Veene endure this cruelty ♪

♪ And stand as a witness to the crime committed? ♪

♪ The rotating earth is intoxicated by time ♪

♪ The burning pyre is intoxicated by fire ♪

♪ The raging chest is intoxicated by hatred ♪

♪ Fate is intoxicated by a resentful breath ♪

♪ The listening ear is intoxicated by melody ♪

♪ The famished earth is intoxicated by blood ♪

♪ For light, there is only darkness ♪

♪ For life, the coming of death itself is intoxicating ♪

♪ The ticking time has deceived us ♪

♪ It has turned into a toxin that kills the breath ♪

She's the girl.

Her father tried to molest her.

Poor girl. Nobody should suffer such a fate!

It's better to die than live a life like that.

What do they think of Achyuthanna?!

Argh!

They would respect me so much before.

Now they don't give a damn!

I know how to make sure they respect me!

♪ Hey! Was it the sin that was committed? ♪

♪ Or was it a curse you inherited? ♪

♪ Between leaving the lap and reaching the cemetery grounds ♪

♪ We perform hundreds of acts ♪

♪ Fate makes us don roles and drives us to commit sins, a cruel sinner in itself. ♪

♪ If fate comes disguised to punish itself ♪

♪ Will its judgment truly deliver justice? ♪

[INAUDIBLE CHATTER]

Oh God!

Can't believe you're gone!

Can't believe you're not here anymore!

My God!

[KNIFE PIERCES FLESH; BLOOD SQUIRTS]

[MUFFLED CLASSICAL SONG]

♪ In that lap of love ♪

♪ Did this fear blossom? ♪

♪ Without any memory of a shade, did the tree writhe and survive? ♪

♪ At lightning’s burn, the chest of the earth split open, aflame ♪

♪ For the tree that has forgotten rain ♪

♪ Can dew drops console its burning rage? ♪

[MUFFLED CLASSICAL SONG]

['LAMBODARA LAKUMIKARA']

[STUDENTS SINGING A CLASSIC SONG]

['LAMBODARA LAKUMIKARA' BEING SUNG]

Always chanting about music and classes!

Wasting time at their house for no good reason!

Get going home! Now!

Who's playing the damn tape recorder in the morning?!

Turn that thing off!

She’s got no sense of time.

'Music! Music! Music!' That’s all you care about!

Don't you have anything better to do?!

People would respect Achyuthanna before!

Nobody gives a damn anymore!

[MAN WRITHES IN PAIN]

[DOOR OPENS]

['LAMBODARA LAKUMIKARA' PLAYING ON TAPE RECORDER]

['LAMBODARA LAKUMIKARA' PLAYING ON TAPE RECORDER]

- Seetharamu, he'll kill me! - Shush!

Listen, Shiva!

Listen, Shiva!

No, Shiva!

You can't...