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♪ Hey! Rising sun ♪

♪ Would you sing what I wish? ♪

♪ Hey! Dawning sky ♪

♪ Would you care what I feel? ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ How lost have I been? ♪

♪ And lower all over ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ How long has it been? ♪

♪ I won't drown ♪

♪ I don't know ♪

♪ I'm screaming in silence ♪

♪ I don't wanna be this way ♪

♪ Never getting far away ♪

♪ Getting struck in all this grey ♪

♪ What is left to throw away? ♪

♪ I don't wanna be this way ♪

♪ Why should I be led astray? ♪

♪ I will rise with every sway ♪

♪ I won't give up anyway ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ How lost have I been? ♪

♪ How lost have I been? ♪

Happy Anniversary!

Mom...

Zaara.

Yeah.

I'll be there on time.

Send me the location.

He went missing yesterday afternoon.

We have been worried since then.

That's why we immediately reported it to the police station.

But we never thought he would come here...

and do this.

He liked spending time here.

-ACP is still in the jeep? -Yes.

Damn!

The door was open when I came to clean.

That's when I saw it.

-What's it? -Sir, he's the cleaner here.

You continue.

He was sitting on the staircase. But he was dead.

Sir...

Isn't it over yet? This goddamn rain!

Sir, he has a psychiatric history. He has attempted suicide before as well.

He had depression and was undergoing treatment for a while.

Oh!

-Who's that? -She's from the forensic.

There are already enough people inside.

Complications of a suicide case!

What a nuisance!

Complete the formalities quickly and send the body for autopsy.

Okay. Sir, aren't you coming inside?

No.

Actually, the body was discovered in a seated position on the staircase.

We laid it here just now.

Found any suicide notes?

No, ma'am. They said he used to have suicidal tendencies.

And we got antidepressant pills from his pocket.

-Hello, Zaara...-Ziyan...

-Is it raining there? -It was raining a while ago.

Bella!

-Can you get dressed? -Bella!

Alby will come there now.

For what?

Go to the clinic with him.

I'll join you there.

Zaara...

Doctor asked us to come after one month.

What's the need to see the doctor now?

I feel good now.

I'm fine, Zaara. Come on, please.

I know you are fine.

But it's almost a month.

Let's just go and meet him. Please.

Ziyan...

Ziyan!

Okay, fine!

Is Alby in his flat?

He's waiting in the basement. Please get ready.

-Fine.-Okay.

Okay.

Ziyan...

The number you're trying to reach is currently switched off.

Ziyan!

Ziyan!

Zaara, I'm sorry.

I'm alright. I didn't see your call.

I was getting bored at the flat. So I came over to Salman's.

Don't worry. I'll reach the flat now.

Ziyan...

Brother, did you see Ziyan?

Yes, I saw him going out in the morning with the cat.

Did you see him come back?

No, I didn't see.

What happened?

Hello, tell me.

Alby, did you see Ziyan today?

He's not there in the flat. His phone is also off.

Zaara, please relax. He'll be there somewhere.

Did you check at the pet shop?

Call Salman and....

Hello...

Zaara... Hello...

Shucks!

Salman...

-Salman! -Yes?

Ma'am, Salman went out.

Where's Ziyan? He was here in the morning.

Morning?

We opened the shop only in the afternoon.

Salman was cleaning the shop in the morning.

But he said he was at the shop when he called me.

Ziyan might have come in the morning. I meant I didn't see him.

Wasn’t Salman here in the morning? Call him and ask.

Okay.

Hey, relax. It's okay.

He won't go anywhere. We'll find him.

The number you're trying to reach is currently switched off.

Call him!

Call is not getting connected.

It's okay. See, he...

Zaara!

Try again.

Zaara!

Hey, wait!

Zaara, see...

Don't worry. Nothing will happen.

We'll figure it out. Okay?

It's been only a few hours, right?

Why are you getting so worked up for it?

He's a boy.

He might have gone somewhere.

No. His phone is off.

He never switches off his phone.

And he hasn't seen my voice messages.

It's off.

Okay, when did you contact him last?

What?

When did he contact you last?

Zaara, wait outside. I'll speak to him.

Relax. Please.

Sir, this missing boy, Ziyan, has a psychiatric history.

He has gone through some traumatic experiences in the past.

Also, he has attempted suicide a couple of times.

So, that's why she's tense.

Alright.

So no one has seen him today?

We got to know that he went to the pet shop in the morning.

There's a missing case. He has a psychiatric history.

Take down the details and inform ACP.

I'm sending them to you.

So, did you enquire at the pet shop?

Sir, the pet shop owner, Salman, is a good friend of Ziyan.

Ziyan hasn't picked up Zaara's calls today.

But he has sent a casual voice message.

Ziyan...

Ziyan...

How are your pets?

Sir...

Thank you.

I know it's boring for you.

The usual procedures, right?

So... first one.

It’s been 22 days since you last came here.

Did you feel a darkness in your eyes these days?

Okay. Do you still feel breathless when you get stressed?

Yes.

Do you still hear your mom's voice?

Yes.

How many times?

Ziyan...

Ziyan...

Ziyan... it's a delusion.

They are gone.

I know.

I know it's a delusion.

But I love that delusion.

It's my mom's voice.

How can I ignore my mom's voice?

I miss them terribly.

They are calling me.

I just want to be with them.

What about your sister then? Don't you have any concerns?

I love her.

She's the only reason I'm here right now.

Hey, Zaara. Sit down.

He's getting better.

-I'm fine. -Yeah, doctor. I know.

Continue the medications.

-I'm reworking the dosage. -Okay.

Let's meet again after two weeks.

Sure, doctor.

We're going on a trip next week.

Oh, great!

We need to figure out his college admission.

He's interested in continuing there.

So that has to be sorted out.

Of course. You have to move on.

What are you thinking?

Ziyan...

With each passing day...

I don't know.

It's getting complicated.

-Proceed. -Okay.

-Hey!-Hello...

Did you call me just now?

Not at all.

But I thought I saw your missed call.

Did I imagine it?

Of course.

Ziyan had called me.

And?

He told me your car is at the service center.

So, I'm waiting outside.

Just a minute.

Nisha...

-It's there on my desk. -Okay, ma'am.

Why are you disturbing me during my office time?

That's what I also don't understand.

♪ I, I promise you ♪

I think I'm in love with you.

You know Ziyan's situation, right?

His future, studies...

I'm worried about all that.

-I don't have the time for anything else... -I understand.

I understand.

♪ Ahead of us lies a sandy path, stretching endlessly ♪

♪ It’s a season unlike any we've known ♪

♪ To douse the fire that stings the eyes ♪

♪ To reclaim everything once again ♪

♪ To share happy smiles, let's set off... ♪

♪ You and I, in the vastness of this world ♪

♪ We seek countless paths ♪

♪ Come, step forward onto the new path ♪

♪ Let us set forth in search of new horizons ♪

♪ You and I, in the vastness of this world ♪

♪ We seek countless paths ♪

♪ Come, step forward onto the new path ♪

♪ Let us set forth in search of new horizons ♪

♪ I, I promise you ♪

♪ I can be your shoulder to fall into ♪

♪ Let’s go on our God-planned rendezvous ♪

♪ I can be your soul guide ♪

♪ I can be your mirror ♪

♪ I wish to see the enchanting shores of magical islands ♪

♪ I want to enter the celestial tent above ♪

♪ I long to swim across the seven seas by myself ♪

♪ The joy that breathes life into the soul ♪

♪ I want to hold it without letting it slip away ♪

♪ I should feel the desire to truly live ♪

♪ Across hundreds of shores lies the second chance you dream of ♪

♪ The snowy sun will warm your tender heart ♪

♪ Soulful dreams will find their way to you ♪

♪ In answer to the darkness you carry ♪

♪ You and I, in the vastness of this world ♪

♪ We seek countless paths ♪

♪ Come, step forward onto the new path ♪

♪ Let us set forth in search of new horizons ♪

-Ziyaan!-Yes!

Your sister is calling.

Oh no!

Here.

The call got disconnected.

Three missed calls!

-Ziyaan, I'll drop you home. -No, it's okay.

Zaara, I'm sorry.

I'm alright. I didn't see your call.

I was getting bored at the flat. So I came over to Salman's.

Don't worry. I'll reach the flat now.

Sir, the pet shop owner, Salman, is a good friend of Ziyan.

Ziyan hasn't picked up Zaara's calls today.

But he has sent a casual voice message.

Zaara!

All station police, control calling.

Please note.

A 23-year-old named Ziyaan has been missing since this afternoon.

All stations, be alert.

It's already been informed, sir.

I reached there.

Okay.

How's it going? Did you locate him?

No, sir. His number is still off.

You do one thing.

Take a few officers and search their flat and its premises.

He's a psychiatric patient.

-So there’s a strong possibility of suicide. -Okay, sir.

You sure it's a suicide?

Looks like he consumed poison.

We got a poison bottle from the spot.

The locals said this is where his parents also died.

Their car crashed into this tree or something.

Sir, we got this phone from Ziyan's pocket.

-Was it off? -Yes, sir.

Seems he’s been dead for around four hours.

-Did you inform his sister? -Yes.

Shanmugham Sir has come. He's doing the autopsy.

Okay.

-Is Zaara coming? -Heard that she's hospitalized.

I don't know.

I don't know how she's going to hold up.

Sir, can you please wait?

Zaara is coming over here.

I know.

I know it's a delusion.

I miss them terribly.

They are calling me.

Zaara...

I'm okay.

I'm fine, Zaara.

Please.

Hey, Zaara...

Sorry.

I kept you waiting.

Dear...

-You okay? -Yes.

Uncle, if it really was a suicide...

doesn't that mean I didn't take care of him properly?

Is that how I treated him?

No.

Dear, it's not like that.

Ziyan had attempted suicide in the past too.

But that was in the past.

He had improved a lot.

Ziyan's death time is 3.15 AM.

Ziyan's last voice message to me was at 12.17 PM.

Okay.

That means...

...soon after he left Salman's pet shop.

Immediately.

Ziyan left Salman's shop at 12.17 PM.

And his death time is early morning, 3.15.

If Ziyan had decided to commit suicide...

Where was he, and what was he doing for 15 hours?

See, Zaara, a person who decides to commit suicide would be very depressed.

I suppose he felt it was best to stay away until he carried out his decision.

Zaara, I'm sorry.

-Does he sound like he was depressed?- I'm alright.

I was getting bored at the flat. So I came over to Salman's.

Don't worry.

What are you trying to say?

I don't know.

But...

Ziyan didn't commit suicide.

Something else happened.

The autopsy report points to suicide.

And the chances of Ziyan doing it were high.

But he knew that it would hurt me. He wouldn't do that.

The detailed lab report is yet to come.

What I found strange is Ziyan's cause of death.

The poison he took in belongs to the benzo group.

At the same time, there was a slight amount of the propofol drug in his body.

Zaara, I'm sorry.

I'm alright. I didn't see your call.

Ziyan left Salman's shop at 12:17 PM, and his death time is early morning, 3.15 AM.

The time difference between the two is roughly 15 hours.

If Ziyan had decided to commit suicide...

Where was he, and what was he doing for 15 hours?

Ziyaan didn't commit suicide.

Hello Nisha...

Whose autopsy report was it that you showed me the other day?

There was a propofol indication in it.

Propofol...

Yes, it was Neeraj's.

You were there at the crime scene.

What happened?

Okay. Nisha, I need the complete findings of that case immediately.

Okay.

-Who did Neeraj's autopsy? -Mr. John.

There are many similarities between these two cases.

Neeraj died by intaking his medicine, Amphetamine.

It's a psychiatric drug.

Police concluded that he died from the overdose of it.

But the problem is the presence of propofol in his body.

Ma'am, many suicides happen here.

If there's no one to follow it up relentlessly...

police will not investigate it.

And this Jibran sir...

There have been some complaints about him slacking off at work.

He's a bit problematic.

I had mentioned this to the police.

But they didn't take it seriously.

And this Jibran sir...

There have been some complaints about him slacking off at work.

I need the call records of these three numbers.

I'll check.

Perhaps, I was the last person to see Ziyan.

He had kept his phone for charging at the counter.

Later, when he saw your call, he left.

I offered to drop him home, but...

...came over to Salman's.

When did Ziyan send you the last voice message?

-12.17. -Oh!

Soon after he sent you that message, his phone went off.

Are you sure Salman was also under the same tower location during that time?

100 percent.

That day, other than Ziyan's call, Salman has attended...

only the call from a guy named Pranav.

Pranav is his staff.

Then there's Neeraj.

On the day he went missing...

he had contacted a guy named Antony in the morning.

One hour later, Neeraj arrived at Antony's tower location.

And then 20 minutes later, Neeraj's phone went off.

Why are you forcing me?

You know it's a choice. Living is a choice!

Ziyan...

I'm fed up with this counselling and therapy...

-I understand... -What do you understand?

It was my mistake.

It was because of me...

-our parents... -It's an accident!

It's a fricking accident!

You know, I just can't handle it.

Ziyan!

Doctor... No!

I want to hear my mother's voice.

I don't want to stop hearing it.

Ziyan, your parents are dead.

And that was an accident.

-You don't have any role in that. -They are calling me.

Ziyan, listen to me.

Listen to me, Ziyan!

Ziyan!

You're lying, doctor.

It's because of me they died.

It's because of me.

I always hear my mother's voice.

She keeps calling me.

Can you please stop making noise?

What do you want?

Let me go.

I don't want to live, Zaara.

Uncle, who did it and why?

This is all we need to know now.

It's a well-planned execution. And...

I don't trust that Jibran anymore.

We should be able to approach the court directly.

Okay.

Everyone is turning the police department into an advisory committee.

But you have always ridiculed our department, right?

It's high time that you move on from it.

-Sir... -What's it?

Sir, around 75 cctvs cameras were checked.

The majority of them are working. A few are damaged.

-Did you mark the damaged ones? -Yes, sir.

-Sir, one lady is waiting to meet you. -Who's it?

She's from the forensic. Her name is Zaara.

It was her brother who died, right?

-Ask her to come. -Okay, sir.

Sit down.

Sorry, my condolences.

Two weeks before my brother's death...

Mr. Jibran had concluded another boy's death was suicide.

Neeraj.

Overdose of drugs.

That was his finding.

And Neeraj, like my brother...

was highly dysthymic with a psychiatric history and was undergoing treatment.

And I'm sure that it was a well-planned murder.

Not a suicide.

What!

I'll be presenting that in court.

And I think...

Actually, I'm pretty sure.

There's a killer.

A spree killer!

And I'm warning you...

More missing cases will be filed.

And these would be people with suicidal tendencies who are undergoing treatment.

And the very next morning after they go missing...

you will find their bodies in such a way that they look like suicides.

I came to give you a heads-up.

And I'll show him what I can.

What's this? What did she say?

Nothing.

If she approaches the court with this, we'll be in trouble.

Don't worry, sir.

I'll handle it.

He has attempted suicide a couple of times in the past.

But we were able to save him then.

Looks like he consumed poison.

We got a poison bottle from the spot.

And his lip colour has changed.

Madam!

Madam!

Romeo 121 Calling.

Romeo 12 answering.

The body of a woman named Shaheena, who was reported missing yesterday...

has been found in the house of a government doctor in Puthenpalam.

Was she your patient?

Yes, she has been coming here for consultations for the past year.

Was there any issue between the two of you?

No sir, never.

I have told her openly that she wouldn't conceive.

Do you know in which hospital she was taking psychiatry treatment?

She hasn't told me anything about that.

Sir!

Sir, are you sure this is a suicide?

A missing case was reported yesterday.

This house belongs to her gynaecologist.

The deceased, Shaheena, was a psychiatric patient.

Sir, is it a case of suicide?

We can tell if it was a murder or suicide only after the autopsy.

So are you saying it was a suicide?

Sir, who saw the body first?

Nisha...

Pack the car's floor mat and her sandals separately, and send them to the lab.

Is Shaheena's autopsy report ready?

Yes.

Looking the same as the others?

Precisely.

The same amount of propofol.

The cause of death is overuse of drugs.

Amphetamine.

Ziyan and Neeraj were also prescribed the same medicine.

Now Shaheena too.

Was it without completing the investigation...

you concluded Neeraj and Ziyan's deaths were suicides?

Sir, both the victims had a psychiatric history.

Three victims.

The petition is ready. You'll have to sign it.

We need the signatures of Neeraj's and Shaheena's fathers too.

-Alby has gone to pick them up. -Okay, good.

So our petition is against ACP Jibran.

His indifference towards his job and his incompetency...

helped the murderer carry out two more murders...

when he could have been caught after the first murder itself.

This is what we're going to present to the court.

Of course. He's such an idiot!

So ACP Jibran has to be replaced with another agency...

and the investigation must be completed immediately.

This is what we are going to request to the court.

I have lost it.

I made a mistake somewhere.

Zaara...

-Sir... -Hm?

The magistrate is calling you.

Let's go inside.

I don't need any explanation. Is this how police work?

Utter negligence!

Three murders in the same pattern happened, and you concluded them as suicides.

Just because they were psychiatric patients, you won't investigate?

-Sir, that... -Where's he?

-Call him. -Sir!

How the heck did you become a police officer?

Sir, there was a possibility of suicide in the first two cases.

We are investigating if those cases have anything to do with Shaheena's case.

No, Mr. Jibran.

It's clear from these findings alone that they were murders.

The tyre marks of the same vehicle that were found at both crime scenes.

Incredible resemblance of propofol in the bodies of all three of them.

All three of them went missing before their deaths.

The bodies were found the next day.

What more than this do you need?

Is the result of the hair sample you found between Shaheena's teeth ready?

No, sir. It's being processed.

This is the report we got yesterday.

Report of the soil sample we got from Shaheena's shoes and the car's floor mat.

And the ingredients in the soil are different from those in the local soil.

If the murder had happened there, we would have gotten the soil sample from that place.

I guess the murder took place somewhere else...

and the killer dumped the body there.

It's the same in the other two deaths as well.

But no other samples were collected from those crime scenes.

You ought to be terminated!

Trying to justify yourself after letting a psychopath roam around freely?

And I strongly believe both the hair sample and fingerprint are of the same person.

You first find out the motive behind the murders.

Yes, sir.

Otherwise more people like them are going to get murdered.

Can you do it?

Or else I'll deal with it my way.

And it will be an embarrassment for the police.

Sir, please.

Let me handle this.

Trust me.

Since it's an ongoing case...

the court will have limitations in interfering in it.

The court and police might have limitations.

But it's my brother who was killed.

So I don't give a damn about anything or anybody.

And I'll go to any extent to find him.

Jibran used to have a good track record, right?

What happened to him now?

He's the one who was investigating that Deepak murder case, right?

-What's his name? -Deepak.

It's been two days since he called me.

Something happened to him.

Don't let them kill him, sir.

Is this the place to look if some wretch goes missing somewhere?

Sir, they are lying.

-Let go of me. -Come here!

Nothing will happen to him.

I'll bring him to you.

But Jibran couldn't keep his promise.

Jibran found out that Seetha's uncle and her fiance...

were behind that boy's missing.

There are some officers in our department who come together...

whenever the victim belongs to a lower caste.

They removed Jibran from the case.

No matter how hard we try not to take these cases personally...

sometimes we can’t help it when we see certain cases and the grief of others.

That's what he also did.

Sir...

That girl took her life.

Mathews, maximum one week.

There should be a clear breakthrough in the case by then.

Why are you forcing me?

You know it's a choice! Living is a choice.

Ziyan...

I'm fed up with this psychiatry and counselling.

-Listen, I understand... -What do you understand?

It was my mistake. It's because of me that our parents...

It's an accident! It's a fricking accident!

I just can't handle this...

Manoj...

Sir!

Sir! It's Mathew Sir's call.

Yes, sir.

Jibran, I need a face.

We need to catch him in 7 days.

I still have trust in you.

Sir!

-Manoj -Sir!

-Sameer -Sir!

-Girish -Sir!

Divide into three teams.

And you guys will lead these teams.

Sir!

There are three victims.

Neeraj.

Ziyan.

Shaheena.

Neeraj's body was found in Puthiyara.

Ziyan's in Muthuvattoor.

And Shaheena's in Puthenpalam.

Prepare a list of all the people connected to the three victims.

I want to interrogate them the day after tomorrow.

And also, the psychiatric doctors who were treating them...

the attenders who handle hospital documents...

and most importantly, those three people who saw the victims last.

-Got it? -Sir!

And the suspicious tyre mark that Zaara found.

If it's true, we should find that vehicle first.

There shouldn't be another murder.

-Are you clear? -Yes, sir!

Let's begin!

This is a normal tyre seen in jeeps.

It's very common.

How did a seductive hypnotic drug like propofol end up in their bodies?

Illegal drug dealers and peddlers.

Their suppliers told us that such seductive drugs are used in many of their activities.

Usually such critical care medicines are stocked only in hospitals.

It won't be available in normal medical shops.

Normally, such anaesthetic drugs are used either for ICU purposes...

or before surgeries.

All three bodies were found in places that held some emotional significance for them.

Hey, that's logical.

The killer made it look like they committed suicide.

So he just had to choose a place that has caused them trauma.

And that makes it more believable.

Sir, if we check through police surgeons...

can't we find out if there have been propofol related drugs in the past?

Yeah, will try.

Hey, pause there.

Sir, we spotted a vehicle. It's a jeep.

It’s there in the CCTV footage from the cameras at all three crime scenes.

It's the kind of jeep used for loading cash in the ATM.

Sir, it's there in this footage too.

Show these visuals in that.

Sir, but there are no visuals of this jeep going back.

Isn't this your vehicle? KL 55H 1400.

Sir, this vehicle is not ours.

Ours don't have such grills. See that one.

But it's the same number.

I don't understand how it happened.

This vehicle number belongs to our van.

You’ve all been called here in connection with the three murders.

We just need to get some details from you.

Can you please submit your mobile phones?

You can collect it when you leave.

Manoj...

The psychiatry doctors of Ziyan, Neeraj and Shaheena, please come.

Ziyan was in a state of deep trauma.

That was because he witnessed the deaths of his parents.

And...

It was genetic.

A sort of altered mind.

Such people have an affinity towards death.

Shaheena became mentally unstable after her gynaecologist said she wouldn't conceive.

She often said that she just wanted to die.

Have you ever shared the patients' track record details with anyone?

For research purposes or something?

No!

No!

Never.

Hospital attenders please come.

You're the one who handles the files of the psychiatry wing patients, right?

Does anyone else have access to that room?

Junior doctors come there at times.

Sometimes the nurses take the files during OP time.

No, sir. Only I handle the files during OP time.

Sir, this is Salman's phone.

There's a photo of Neeraj's father with a dog on this.

Here.

That place where Neeraj's body was found belongs to you, right?

Yes. But we rarely go there.

-Do you know him? -No.

I just saw him outside.

Your statement says...

you saw Ziyan going out that day.

Yes, sir. I saw.

He left around 10.20 am.

I didn't understand he was dead.

And yes, he had suicidal tendencies.

She often said that she just wanted to die.

How did you get to know of Ziyan's death?

Everyone was talking about it.

I rang up Salman immediately.

How long have you been working with Salman?

Around four months, sir.

He was Ziyan's only friend.

He used to drop Ziyan off at the flat.

Why was your shop closed till afternoon on the day Ziyan went missing?

The shop was being cleaned.

It's Salman who cleans the shop.

I went to the shop only in the afternoon.

It was you three who saw the victims last.

Anthony!

Rajan!

Salman.

He had visited me that day.

We talked for a long time.

He said he felt better after talking and left.

He'd mentioned a dream in which he was listening to music.

I see a dream always.

I'm in a rock field filled with foggy golden lights.

I see that dream at times.

And there's beautiful music.

Shaheena teacher was coming to school that day after a month's leave.

As usual, she helped the students onto the bus and walked up to the gate.

She smiled at me as always.

She waved down a few autos. But no one stopped and she started to walk.

Ziyan used to come to my shop.

He liked pets.

When he came over that day, I was cleaning the shop.

Ziyan!

Yes?

Your sister is calling.

Oh no!

It got disconnected.

-Ziyan, I'll drop you off at the flat. -Oh no, three missed calls!

Damn!

-Ziyan, I'll drop you home. -It's okay.

You were there at the spot when Ziyan's body was found, right?

-Yes. -How did you get to know of it?

I got a call from the security guard at their flat.

He knows me since I always go there.

Weren't you acquainted with Neeraj, who died?

No.

Then...

How did Neeraj's father's photo end up in your phone?

Someone must’ve sent it to me to check on the availability of this dog breed.

Okay, you may go.

Sir, my phone?

Zaara, your suspect is a male with average height and weight.

Here is the DNA.

He's around 33-35 years of age, and his blood group is B+.

It's not matching with any of our previous databases.

The fingerprint from the car was also fresh, right?

Yes.

Hey, Zaara...

You're getting closer to the truth. And I'm sure you'll find him.

I don't know whose damn DNA this is.

But he has messed up my sleep.

Thank you.

I was getting bored at the flat. So I came over to Salman's shop.

Don't worry, I should be home soon.

Hi!

[muffled voices]

Manoj...

Sir!

Take those hospital attenders into custody.

Sir?

-Don't bring them to the station. -Yes, sir.

Zaara, I'm sorry.

I'm alright. I didn't see your call.

I was getting bored at the flat. So I came over to Salman's.

Don't worry, I should be home soon.

Hi!

Heard it? I'm sure he was responding to someone.

That voice.

Literally his last words.

Suppose he was responding to someone, see in that case...

as per his nature, he would never talk to a stranger like this.

Yes.

But we need to find out to whom he was responding.

Maybe that's the key.

Somewhere in that vehicle's sound...

is the sound of the person we are looking for.

You said it wouldn't take time, but it's been one hour.

And that too during duty hours.

Why have you brought us here?

If you want to know anything, take us to the station.

If I give a complaint, you'll lose your job.

Sir, you understand what I'm saying?

Sir, they’re being difficult.

The one in the middle is making a scene.

He's saying we shouldn't have made him wait in the sun.

Sir!

Came over to Salman's...

I'm going to tell him.

I don't want to get thrashed.

Sir...

I had given some files from the psychiatry wing to someone.

He paid me for it.

Sir...

I had also given him some files from the psychiatry wing.

Sir, he took files from me too.

I had taken his photo discreetly.

This is the guy.

He said his name was Prasad.

Were the victims’ files among the ones you handed over?

Yes.

Yes, sir.

Nab this loser, wherever he is.

Send his photo to the data bank and collect his details.

The rest of the patients in those records should be under our control from now on.

Don't allow them to go out alone. Got it?

Sir!

I was getting bored at the flat. So I came over to Salman's.

Don't worry. I'll reach the flat now.

-Hey! -Hi!

Don't worry. I'll reach the flat now.

-Hey! -Hi!

There's a voice.

-Don't worry. I'll reach the flat now. -Hey!

Hi!

-Don't worry. I'll reach the flat now. -Hey!

Hi!

-Don't worry. I'll reach the flat now. -Hey!

Hi.

-Don't worry. I'll reach the flat now. -Hey!

Hi.

So this is the killer's voice.

This voice...

I have heard it somewhere.

Zaara, you're getting way too obsessed.

This is not the way to deal with it.

I'm so... lost, Alby.

I feel scared.

It's Ziyan's admission letter.

This 15th is the joining date.

Zaara, let's go somewhere.

Let's stay with my parents.

Listen, please... you need some rest.

The police are there to investigate it.

Sir, my child was sleeping at home.

He's been missing since this morning.

Two policemen had come home two days ago.

And they told us not to send our son out alone.

This is his photo.

His name is Basil.

He's mentally unstable, sir.

Sir, a missing case has been reported from Manoor station limits.

His name was there on the list the attenders gave.

Basil. 20 years old.

Damn!

You know what?

More than Ziyan...

It's about the killer I'm thinking now.

Sorry.

Dammit!

A 20-year-old college student, Basil, has gone missing from the Manoor police station limits.

There's a suspicion that a yellow ATM cash-loading van

bearing registration number KL 55H 1400, was used to kidnap him.

All mobile and patrolling teams are instructed to keep a lookout for this van.

Jibran, if it's his body we're going to get tomorrow...

then it's beyond my control.

That's not what I'm thinking.

Even after working day and night, if we are not able to catch Prasad...

he must be one hell of a guy.

There's no point in running around now. We will get that boy's body tomorrow.

That's all.

Hello...

-Where's ACP? -He's inside.

I can't come as I wish. Mom, you eat.

Sir, we checked all the places Basil could have gone.

We couldn't find anything.

He left home in the morning, saying he was going to college.

Since he has mental issues, he doesn't go to college regularly.

So he doesn't have any friends as such.

-Hello...-Hello, sir...

-What!-Hello, sir...

-I can't hear you.-Sir, Prasad is here...

SHUT UP!

-Tell me.-Sir, I saw Prasad.

-He's staying in a hostel here. -Are you sure?

Yes, sir. It's him.

-Location?-I'll send it now.

Sir, I saw him going to the first floor.

-Sir, I can't give you the key. -Give me the key.

I can't give it.

-Didn't you hear me? -You can't go inside without the warrant.

We're running this place properly.

That's not possible, sir.

-You better give the key. -No, sir.

Sir, show me the warrant first.

Hey!

Hey!

Get lost!

-Who the hell ratted on me? -I don't know.

It was a fricking close catch!

Do you know that?

-What’s he saying? -If it's not you guys, then how?

Damn!

It's cops, bro!

It's real.

Let's go.

What happened?

You wanna leave?

Prasad...

Hey, Prasad!

Look here.

Who are these clowns?

Popped drugs?

Hey, Prasad..

You're a drug peddler.

There are about 10 cases in your name.

See...

This is not mine. I didn't give it.

You've collected the records of psychiatric patients from three hospitals.

All three victims were listed among the records you collected.

Including Basil, who is currently missing.

See... we can deal with the rest later.

I have only one question for you now.

The police are running all over the city in search of that boy.

Like the other cases, if it's Basil's body we are going to get tomorrow...

I'm not kidding, Prasad...

I will kill you!

Jeez, man!

You're bad, sir. You're bad.

I'm not a... fricking psychopath.

I'm in a loop.

Oh, dark!

Listen, Prasad...

I'm literally drained today.

If you cooperate in a better way...

it's good for you.

See...

It's true about the hospital records.

I did it. But...

I'm not the man you're looking for.

I'm not a murderer.

I'm the one who collected those files from the three hospitals.

But not for a murder.

I swear I don't know who the hell Basil or these three losers are.

Why did they all die?

Whom did you give those treatment records to?

Tell me!

I got a call.

From a private number.

He wanted some good quantity of propofol.

But I haven't seen him in person.

He told me to keep the propofol in a cloakroom and I did so.

The money got credited to me right away.

It was a good deal.

I like that kind of guys.

If job on time, then money on time.

But...

after two days...

he rang again.

Hello...

But this time he wanted the files of psychiatric patients.

And he specified three hospitals for a huge figure.

Where did you leave it?

It's a cloakroom. I mean, it was a residential flat.

It's name...

River Bl...

River Bell.

Yeah, River Bell.

-Did he pay you via bank transfer? -Yeah.

You didn't see him when you went to leave it in the cloakroom?

For what?

I did my job and got my money.

You're lying.

You must have seen him at least once.

Try to remember!

Think!

-Think, man! -No!

I don't know that murderer. Don't try to frame me.

I have people! Damn you!

Prasad...Prasad...

Hey!

No one uses cloakrooms these days.

Hey, check the footage of that day.

-Who's this? -Pause.

Play it.

We need this footage.

Sir, we got CCTV footage of the suspect.

But his face is not visible in it.

We're checking Prasad's bank statement tomorrow.

It was through his account he received the cash.

Patrolling party, BRAVO 20 calling.

Conduct thorough patrolling of all abandoned buildings and the railway station premises.

Where will we go in search of him?

I guess we will get his body tomorrow.

Good.

Good!

Zaara, you're getting way too obsessed.

This is not the way to deal with it.

Zaara, let's go somewhere.

Let's stay with my parents.

Listen, please... you need some rest.

Sir, Basil, who went missing yesterday, is safe.

He said he had a dream and went to the church.

-Sir!-Was his name there on the list?

I don't think Alby was a psychiatric patient.

We can come to a conclusion only after completing the procedures.

-What about his parents and relatives? -They are abroad.

They were informed.

Manoj...

Sir?

Hey, tell her to be careful for a few days.

Okay?

So what's your assumption, doctor?

The killer you are looking for and Alby's killer could be the same person.

The drug propofol that we found in the other three bodies...

was present in this body as well.

But Alby was not a psychiatric patient.

There were no signs of torture on the bodies of the first three victims.

The killer made it look like they were suicides.

But here...

in Alby's case...

It's very clear that it was a murder.

His femur was broken.

There was a puncture wound on the neck.

And a deep 4 cm wound close to his heart.

Why did he opt for a brutal approach in Alby's case alone?

So what do you think, Jibran?

Maybe he wants to warn somebody.

-It could be a warning. -For whom?

Maybe Zaara.

But I strongly believe...

there could be some connection between the killer and Zara...

that we are unaware of.

-Sir... -Hello...

Zaara... Please check your mail.

I have sent you something very important.

Your intuition was right.

Kottayam Medical College police surgeon, Mr. Philip, sent me this.

A similar kind of death had happened 11 years ago.

Zaara, Mr Shanmughan's information is perfect.

I got a report from the records room similar to that of Ziyan, Neeraj and Shaheena's autopsy report.

A medical student. Her name is Jessy Paulose.

The cause of death is cardiac arrest.

But the report says there was a presence of propofol in her body.

To be precise, she died 11 years ago.

Coincidentally, today is her death anniversary.

-What's the account holder's name? -Prasad.

What's the account number?

-Were you Jessy's classmate? -No.

I haven't seen you before. Today is her death anniversary.

My name is Zaara. I work in forensics.

I want to know a few things about Jessy.

This is Jessy's room.

We come here only on her death anniversary.

[muffled voice of Jessy]

Jessy was in college when she passed away, right?

Yes, final year.

These were her research papers.

Why are you investigating it all of a sudden?

Your daughter was murdered.

She was killed.

Now I strongly feel...

Jessy's murderer is behind...

my brother's murder too.

What?

Do you know these people?

Have you seen them before?

No.

I'm taking these files.

And I'll return this.

You're not a good father.

Instead of wasting your time praying, you better go for an investigation.

Sir, cash was deposited to Prasad's account through...

an Axis Bank CDM near Kuvatoor St. Mary's church.

It was deposited by two people.

-Are you sure?-Yes, sir.

One is the security of the ATM, and the other guy is a guest worker.

Hey, stay there!

-Catch him. -I didn't do anything, sir!

In whose account did you deposit this money?

Sir, it was not my money.

Sir, I don't know him.

Sir, when I was going home after work, one guy asked me for help.

I asked him what it is.

He gave me money and asked me to deposit it in the CDM.

-I did as he said. -Was he alone in the vehicle?

Yes, sir. He was alone.

What does he look like?

Sir, he had worn a cap and a mask.

So I couldn't see his face clearly.

Sir, he was fair with a well-built body.

He didn't step out of the vehicle.

What kind of vehicle was it?

Sir, it was an ATM van.

-Like this one? -Yes, sir.

It was this van.

Are you sure?

Yes, sir.

Try to track where the ATM van went from there.

Okay, sir.

Sir, he was fair with a well-built body.

He had a tattoo on his hand.

Neeraj's body was found in Puthiyara.

Ziyan's from Muthuvatoor.

And Shaheena's from Puthenpalam.

Sir, but there's no footage of the van going back.

And then it went towards the Kuvathoor bypass.

The van is missing from there.

Jibran!

Jirban, what's wrong?

Open that file.

I need the time when the jeep was spotted on the day Neeraj died.

3 AM.

-Ziyan? -2.50 AM.

-Shaheena? -3.15 AM.

Yes?

I have an appointment with Mr. Krishnamoorthy.

-Your name? -Zaara Philip.

You're right. They were batchmates.

Jessy's death came as a big shock then.

Imagine a young 22-year-old dying of cardiac arrest.

I think it's a bunch of crap. I don't believe this story.

But why do you think so?

Sir, I want to know about this guy, Sanjay Hegde.

And also about this project called Equation of Death.

You know, these guys...they were exceptional.

Wild brains.

Sanjay was an NRI who came from Canada for an internship in neuroscience.

And this project was Sanjay's initiative.

They researched and developed it together as a team.

When they presented it that day, it was absolutely breathtaking.

It looked like a team of young, specialised, professional neurobiologists.

That was the quality of the project.

Concept-wise it was very fascinating.

To preserve our consciousness after our biological death.

Even after a person dies, their brain activity continues for some more time.

And that extra time is still a mystery.

Such neuro experiments are putting forward the chances of survival of our consciousness.

And we named it as Equation of Death!.

All five people, including my brother, were made to undergo this experiment.

What do you mean? I don't understand.

Other than Puthiyara, Muthuvathoor and Puthenpalam...

this jeep was spotted only in one other place.

Kuvathoor. That too on the day Prasad got the money.

This is my assumption.

Neeraj's body, who died at 3 AM, reached Puthiyara at 3.40 AM.

If we travel 40 minutes backward, we reach here.

Kuvathoor.

Ziyan's body was found in Mutuvathoor.

If we go backwards from here for one hour and 5 minutes, the time is 3.15.

Which is Ziyan's death time.

That also takes us to Kuvathur.

And the third one.

If we travel for one hour and 25 minutes backward from Puthenpalam,

we can reach Kuvathur.

Am I right?

-Yes. But... -Wait.

What if all three bodies were brought from Kuvathoor?

Are you saying all three of them were killed at Kuvathoor?

Exactly.

Then why didn't we see the jeep going back in the CCTV footage?

What if it went back like this?

Sir!

Check the CCTV cameras on Kuvathoor St. Mary's road...

between 5 AM and 7 AM on the days of the murders. Quick!

Okay, sir.

Either this Sanjay knows who's the killer...

Or he's the killer.

Sir, is it possible to get his details from the college records?

Okay.

Tell me.

Sir, the car was spotted near Kuvathoor St. Mary's church on all three of these dates.

What's Kuvathoor's geography like?

Sir, it's mostly windmills.

♪ Trapped in the coils of life's python ♪

♪ Its tightening circles chokes the breath ♪

♪ Glass shards along the path cut into every step ♪

♪ The unanswered question is right within arm's reach ♪

♪ Is it the sea ahead? ♪

♪ Is it a whirlpool of darkness? ♪

♪ Is it a battlefield of blood? ♪

♪ A demonic frenzy? ♪

♪ Or the trumpets of death? ♪

♪ Trapped in the coils of life's python ♪

♪ Its tightening circles chokes the breath ♪

Hello...

-Hey, no!-Alex!

Alex, can you hear me?

Don't make a move. Step back.

Step back!

Hey!

Is there any problem?

Alex, just do one thing. Tell him it's a random checking.

No, just a random checking.

Is this your land?

Yes, I live abroad. But this is my land.

You looking for someone?

Sir, confirm.

Take out your gun and point at him.

I'm just five minutes away.

Don't panic.

Who's coming?

A man?

Or a force?

A man with a force.

Sir!

Down!

Do you think I'm a psychopath?

Seriously?

-Yes, you are. -No, I'm not.

Come here.

I kill people for the sake of science.

For society, for humanity.

What would you know about that?

And you call it a crime?

You know what crime is?

Thousands of people dying on the street in the name of religion... God.

That's crime.

That's murder. They are psychopaths.

Not me.

It's pure science, man.

How would you understand that?

If you get a biologist here...

Then, maybe there's a chance.

I might be able to explain things to you.

You broke my bridge, man!

Cool, cool. Calm down, calm down.

You're a very angry person.

So, you want to know what my motive was.

Why do you want to hunt me? What's your motive?

It's your responsibility, right? It's your job.

Why did she come in search of me?

Why is she hunting me? It's her responsibility.

Sister's responsibility. Right?

It's the same for me.

It's my responsibility towards my thoughts.

You know, we're the same breed and brain.

But different in actions.

Yes, it was an experiment.

It was during my medical studies time...

I landed on this concept.

And we named it as...

Equation of Death!

Jibran, just a minute.

The forensic team have some confusions.

Sir, that hair sample we got from Shaheena’s teeth during the autopsy...

doesn't match with Sanjay's DNA.

What!

Not just that.

While investigating his lab, we found another fingerprint besides Sanjay's.

So you aren't alone. You've an accomplice!

Do I look like a superman to you?

Come on! Of course!

Stop! No!

Did I say I was alone?

Of course I had a partner.

In crime!

Hey!

Hey! Please!

Just stop this!

What's wrong with you?

He's lying.

Alby was there with me the entire time since Ziyan went missing.

Yes!

I agree!

He left after locking your brother in the lab.

Because he had to prove that it was a usual day for him.

Everything that happened was clearly planned by us.

By both of us, together.

We were in the same college.

Jessy Paulose was Alby's batchmate.

She was wild and vibrant.

I shared my thoughts with them.

How to decode human consciousness...

through studying near-death experiences.

It was something that could totally change man's perspective towards death.

For that we carried out research.

We spoke with some people who had come face to face with death.

Scientifically.

They all spoke about seeing something fascinating...

that can't be described.

And we presented that project combining all our findings.

It was like walking through a black tunnel. I felt weightless.

At the end of the tunnel, there was a bright light.

Jessy was so obsessed with the project.

She was adamant that she wanted to experience that world that she had researched.

It was entirely her idea.

We just helped her to stop her heart.

And she chose us for that.

And we stopped her heart for a few seconds.

But it was a flop.

And she died.

But we continued our research with more intent.

With more vigour.

Because we knew if this worked out, it's death that we're erasing.

Immorality.

How?

By creating a digital copy of our consciousness with the help of AI.

It took us some time.

But we finally set up a well-equipped research ground.

A dream comes true.

Next we wanted subjects to conduct our experiments on.

No one would come willingly.

So we decided to go out and hunt.

Everyone everywhere wants to live.

The rich want to live.

The poor want to live.

Killing people who badly want to live.

That's criminal.

So we decided to kill people and...

started tracking people with suicidal thoughts.

And we used Prasad to find those with suicidal thoughts.

Then we circled.

One!

Two!

Three!

For the love.

And then we took them.

One by one.

Hey!

Hi.

And...

We have done effectively.

Something happens right after we die.

And it's very emotional.

What to say? It's...

It's...

Serotonin magic!

Hey!

This is not a sentimental matter.

This is victory.

We decoded their consciousness clinically.

Even after their death.

You know what this means?

This means, even after we die...

our consciousness will continue to be like that for some more time.

I repeat.

Erasing death is a project...

that can replant our consciousness to any machine or body.

It has only begun.

If it continues to be a success...

it will be a revolution in regenerative medicine.

It's just a matter of time.

You're a psychopath!

No, I'm not.

We experiment on pigs and rats.

That's about it. The same stuff.

Listen, they would kill themselves today or tomorrow.

So we just use them.

Won't you also die today or tomorrow?

You jerk!

What about Alby then?

I have heard this voice somewhere.

Don't worry. I'll reach the flat soon.

Hey!

It was somewhat at the same time that...

Ziyan's and Alby's numbers went off.

I think both of them might have been at the same place.

Your suspect is a male with average height and weight.

He's around 33 to 35 years of age, and is B+.

Excuse me?

-Do you know him? -Alby.

He was my daughter's classmate.

You know Ziyan's situation, right?

His mental health, studies...

I'm really concerned about all that.

Bella...

Bella...

I still don't know why you killed my brother.

But I know you're not alone.

You go first.