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Heard the news?

They cast Aishwarya in a Bengali film.

Forget it. Be it Aishwarya or Bipasha,

there will never be a Prosenjit-Rituparna ever again.

Correct!

That'll never happen.

And nor will our jobs.

You may go now.

Thanks a lot for being patient.

But we have already chosen our candidate.

So... you all can leave. Thank you.

Wait. How did you select a candidate without conducting the interviews?

Is this a joke?

You must answer us! - Yes, you must!

You must answer us!

- Wait a minute... - Why won't you answer us?

- Let me speak, please! - Go on!

This is the main issue with Bengalis.

They always just want answers, but won't give you any.

Hey, take care of it.

Hey, move. Go on...

Go on, it's over now...

Hey, do you need an invitation to move?

Nope. Didn't your manager say he won't answer us?

If we answer back, you'll hear it ringing inside your head!

Bengali's can answer back in blows, you know.

Shut it! Get up!

No, it's okay...

Come on, call the cops now.

Go on...

The local police station have to inform the patrolling vans.

Don't just keep lying!

Go on, hurry up!

Sir... sir, please come!

Look how he damaged everything! Even kicked me!

We even lost a new computer mouse!

Unless you win a lost game, people won't call you "Baazigar"!

- What do you mean? - Ah! Great!

Want to know the meaning? - Yes.

Once you find meaning behind a criminal's actions,

you'll see that all police stations are Ramgarh,

and all criminals are Jay and Veeru.

We'll catch him, don't worry.

Well, sir, he's waiting for you inside.

- He's waiting? - Yes.

Wow!

Friendly neighbourhood criminal?

Sir, please come in...

Oh! Look at him, sir!

What's your name, brother?

- Sir, Debanjan Dutta. - Bull...

Debanjan Dutta!

How can you bully people with such a good-boy name?

Must have a nickname?

Sir, if he assigned jobs honestly, based on qualifications, not bribes;

I wouldn't have to be a bully.

Lies! All lies, sir!

He's doing lies!

Hey! People "tell" lies!

Not "do" lies. - Okay...

"He's doing lies"!

Alright... sir, I swear...

I'm honest.

I... drive a second-hand car, sir.

Ah, but he pays for its fuel by selling our jobs.

Sir, I tried a lot. Even my shoes have run bare.

Without a bribe and recommendation, you can't get a job here.

So which one did you get today? A bribe? Or a recommendation?

- Sleep. - Hmm?

Sleep.

Because they taunt me at home all the time.

These offices have AC, right?

I get better sleep here.

Now that you've had a nap, what's next?

Sir, it's a cognizable offence.

Arrest me. - Yes!

Highly impressed! Have you been practicing?

I just keep my eyes open.

Oh! Then you must know that

the Public Service Commission application form is out.

Listen.

Anger is very addictive.

If you don't control it, it will end up controlling you.

So, in order to stop corruption,

if you must become a goon,

wouldn't it be better to do it in uniform?

Then you can decide

whether you'll become Ranjit Mallick from "Nabab" or "Shotru".

Depends a lot on you really.

Sir, I can sit for the exam...

but will my paper be checked fairly?

Sir, can you guarantee that?

You can't! Bye.

Okay, okay...

Sir, you let him go?

The nation has turned into "Akrosh"!

Every police station we have needs a cop like Bumba da.

Arrest him and a new criminal gets added to this city's roster.

Since I let him go, we added a bully,

who will bully the criminals themselves.

And if he is able to do it diligently,

then those luscious locks of his...

won't last long.

PRESENT DAY 2026

Jet Lee Jimmy.* From North Bengal.

He has opened a shop just outside this lane.

He makes authentic Nepali style Chinese food!

Have it! Go on!

Sir... I swear...

Even the smell of cannabis makes me sick.

I really don't know anything, sir. - Hey, baby! Calm down! Calm down!

Did I ever say I'll put you in lockdown? Huh?

Sir, I really don't know anything.

But I do.

This momo makes the mountains smile!

Have some! You'll smile too!

Go on!

How is it? Good?

Try the sauce too.

You'll feel like you're sitting in Darjeeling! Go on!

What's wrong?

It's really spicy, sir...

Water...

It's hot?

What happened? - It's too hot, sir.

He's already teared up, look!

Don't waste water like this.

It's too hot, sir!

Bikash...

Sir?

Get him a straw. He'll drink from the bottle.

- Sir... - A pipe too.

If he won't drink, we'll try his backdoor.

Go on. - I'll tell you, sir...

♪

♪ I just do the deliveries, nothing else.

I'll arrest him, sir.

Get him some cold milk to help with the spice.

Yes, sir...

Come on, son, let's go.

- Hello? - Yes, sir...

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At Kushpara* Lane...

the boys from the club are making a ruckus over donations.

Joyeeta madam has gone there.

- Joyeeta again? - Yes, sir.

I was saying...

This is huge sum for a donation...

How will we pay so much?

When it's time to feast on the offerings, you never miss!

And when it's time to donate, you only have 51 rupees?

Son, we only go there driven by hunger...

Believe me. We won't go there anymore.

- We won't go. - Don't we have enough worries?

We have to meet the target.

Don't talk so much, just pay up.

Come on!

- Why are you doing this! - But... forcing people to donate...

Will that please the Goddess?

I don't know about Her.

But we, Her children will be really happy!

This is where you're mistaken, brother...

Till now you've only seen Her benevolent Annapurna form.

You haven't seen Her Chandi form.

Oh, really?

If you don't stop this hooliganism, you'll have your nuts--

Nuts.

Nuts.

You'll go nuts.

You'll go nuts trying to clean up your crap.

You see, my naughty Grandpa, a linguist;

he taught me such weird synonyms of certain words,

they still come out of my mouth on reflex. Hmm!

We, on the other hand, can rip out your "nuts" on reflex.

You won't be able to stitch yours back up.

- Is that a threat? - Nope.

- A warning.

I’ll give you a dose so strong, you'll never need medicine again.

Madam, you didn't need to come here.

Anyway I'm always hot-blooded.

Take your hand off.

Take your hand off!

If you're so hot-blooded...

your blood pressure will shoot up.

And if it shoots up,

the whistle will surely blow, man!

Act smart & we raise the bar

We hit harder, if you hit hard

Fear fades away, far

We are the superstars

Thank you.

Any problem, just let me know.

Alright.

Last warning!

I’ll give you a medicine so strong,

you'll never need treatment again!

Get lost!

Go!

Hey, let's scram!

- Hello? - Where are you?

Return to the station quickly. - Yes, sir.

You know how costly glass is? Who will pay for the repair work?!

You must arrest all of them!

- What happened? - Sir...

They broke my window by kicking a football at it!

- He punctured our football! - I bl**dy well did!

Goddamned orphans dream of becoming Maradona!

Why don't you play in the park? - The older kids don't let us.

Is that so? Okay, listen.

Go and buy a new football.

Here. And then go to the park.

If anyone asks, tell them that Debanjan sir told you to do so.

Go on, out now...

A little bit of inspiration. Swami Vivekananda's ideals.

Get it? - Hmm...

But if I ever see you becoming an obstacle to their inspiration...

or, are too curious about their parentage...

then I'm Master da's fan. - Sir...

- Okay? - Sir...

Hey, how many ICUs?

All in the general ward, sir.

And you know that I carry first-aid with me.

After her treatment, the criminals will only feed on broths, soups,

or tender food like rombha or c**t.

What?

Rombha means banana.

Ch*t means mango.

Ch*t means mango, really.

Really!

Paritosh, you should learn sign language.

Actually, no, don't learn it.

Then you'll put your up your middle finger and say you're hungry.

- Sir, see how dirty... - Learn to calm down.

And remember something.

If you don't control your anger, it will end up controlling you.

- Hmm... - Hmm.

I'll remember it, sir.

But...

you seem to have forgotten something.

What? Oh! Shyamal's file.

I've closed it already.

He forgot.

What? Why are you smiling at me?

Sir, go home, your wife is waiting for you!

Really...

I've not seen my wife in so many days...

- Tell him. - Oh!

It's today? - Hmm!

Oh no!

Got to cook up a mountain of lies now. Move!

- He's in trouble!

You're my necessity, you know?

Like rice and lentils...

I can't tolerate biriyani these days.

Anything else?

Yes...

There's more!

You know, I won today.

- How? - Nothing...

Coming home to an angry but gorgeous wife like you,

isn't it a win?

Huh?

Sometimes I wonder what I'd do without you...

Why?

You'd forgot someone else's birthday then.

Happy birthday to you!

Happy, happy-- Hey, this isn't fair.

Why no balloons?

Such a momentous occasion! - Right!

- Looks so drab! - Hmm!

Debu, I'll decorate the house on my birthday myself?

Why? Where's our son?

Debu, he left for summer camp two days ago!

You don't know or remember anything at all!

No, let me explain...

Wait.

- Surprise! - Surprise!

Oh! You all came?

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!

- Happy birthday, dear Maya! - Happy birthday, dear ma'am!

- Thank you... - Happy birthday to you!

Thank you!

Look, he bought all these gifts and made us carry them!

Said he wants to surprise his wife on her birthday!

Maya, your husband is really the king of romance!

Right you are!

Tell me, Debu...

Where is our son's summer camp exactly?

- Well, in the park of course... - Wonderful!

- Give me... - Wonderful!

- Must be at the park somewhere. - Thank you!

Thank you.

By the way... - Yes?

This boutique's packet from Joyeeta,

was bought from near her house.

And the cake's box held by Agnishwar da,

that bakery is near his academy.

Not near your police station.

Order candles, we don't have any at home.

- Didn't you-- - Already ordered.

I'll go get them. - Yes, go on...

- Thank you. - Quick!

- We're sorted - Joyeeta, come with me, please.

Yes, ma'am.

They don't even give free candles with cakes anymore.

Joyeeta...

- Hmm? - Aren't you thinking about marriage?

Did Ma call you too?

Told you so many times, madam, don't share your number with Ma.

It's nothing like that.

She was saying...

you dropped out of MBBS in your final year

and joined the police force instead.

And then now...

you don't speak of marriage at all.

You see, she's on her own all day.

That's why she worries.

I brought down Dad's hanging corpse all on my own.

He was in uniform that day too.

A properly ironed uniform.

All his life, he...

never took any bribes.

Those who framed Dad, maligned his name...

until I find them, I...

And...

I'm... I'm really sorry, madam.

I'm sorry. - No...

It's okay.

I keep hearing of...

young kids riding expensive bikes, carrying out crimes.

Petty crimes usually...

They need proper counseling.

- Counseling? - Hmm.

Counseling.

A good beating wouldn't have made an MBBS out of Munna Bhai,

nor would Debanjan become a cop.

There was a time, he was a renowned hooligan!

Sir, a hooligan?

Like none other!

Like a criminal hero from films like "Shootout at North Calcutta"!

Easily! He had enough potential!

- Thank you, sir. - Just like "Koi Mil Gaya!"

And sir is Jaadu.

I'm Jaadu?

No, I mean...

Debanjan sir got back on the right track because of you.

What do you mean by the right track?

Am I "Baba Taraknath"'s Biswajit?

And what about sir? He's Sandhya Ray?

Oh no, not at all!

If you're offended, give me a pen, I'll give you a written apology.

Sorry...

Oh! Joke!

Sir, you can joke quite well!

Mamoni?

Mamoni?

Mamoni!

Hey, can you hear me? Come here!

Mita? - What happened?

- Come here, she's not opening! - What happened?

Mamoni? - Knock on the door.

Mamoni!

Open the door! - Break the door!

Mamoni?

Mamoni!

Mamoni...

Mamoni?

Mamoni? What happened?

What's wrong, Mamoni?

Mamoni?

Mamoni? Tell me what happened?

Mamoni?

What's wrong... - Mamoni...

- Mamoni... - Let's take her outside!

Talk to us, dear...

Please talk to us...

Please say something...

- Right in the heart of Kolkata, in the middle of the day, a minor...

- What's the update?

The girl has been hospitalized.

Her mother is with her.

Her name?

Shreyangshi Banerjee.

A minor, sir.

This is messy.

I want this solved immediately!

You must do a first rank investigation and get the culprit!

You must catch him!

They're showing your byte on TV.

What do you mean?

I mean you're already on TV. It's done. Now let us get started.

Sir, this way...

You must get him!

- You must get him! - I'm here!

- This killer... - Must be caught!

- Who else in the family?

- Her parents and a widowed aunt.

- The door can't be damaged like that unless they broke in.

Her family says so too, the door was locked from inside.

They broke the door in.

And no one saw or heard anything at night.

Seize the bed-sheet and pillow covers.

Yes, sir.

So how did he enter?

In plain sight!

Must be someone they knew.

Someone close.

Who knew the grills were loose.

Knew he could climb over the wall, and escape.

He probably entered from here.

And escaped from here surely.

Is Sandeepa from the Forensic here? - Yes.

- Let's go... - There was water everywhere, sir.

Everything's washed away.

It was quite well planned.

- Water? - Hmm.

Call Joyeeta.

Yes.

Time of crime is around two to three at night.

The victim's name is Shreyangshi Banerjee.

She’s still unconscious.

It's a clear case of sexual penetration.

The victim was bathed after the crime.

She was washed so carefully, that there's no trace of any body fluid.

None at all?

- We found a few strands of hair.

But, we don't know how far that'll lead us.

But I will try my best.

- The only witness to this incident.

- Sir, as far as we've seen

all the houses here are built very close together.

No one heard or saw anything?

- Start scouring. - Huh?

"Comb" the area. You're not the only one with a grandpa, bud.

Eh?

Get started.

Tells us about yesterday.

I wasn't home.

She's my wife.

She is hard of hearing.

Sir, do you want to ask something?

See, she has a hearing device.

Still didn't hear anything?

- Nope. - I take it off before sleeping.

- Anything on last night's incident? - Can't say what really happened.

Bro, do you keep these in stock?

Sir, we had a small get-together last night.

- The music was really loud, I couldn't hear anything.

No, sir, we didn't hear anything like that.

- How long was it on? - All night, sir.

We need smoke-sticks, not people.

Cigarettes.

- You know who sells this brand? - No idea, sir.

Sir, I asked around, they don't know anything.

- Let's try this one. - Yes, sir.

- Who smokes this black one in this area?

- This one? - Yes.

Only Babai da does.

I keep a few packets for him.

- Babai da? - Babai da.

Yes, sir.

What...

What is this about?

What's up, Nandu?

You really thought you could smoke at the crime scene,

and the cops wouldn't know?

Huh?

- Bikash? - Sir.

- Sir, look here.

Wow, you take great photos.

Are you trained in it? This is good.

Why are you going through my personal property?

It's... not right.

Shut up!

Personal property?

I’ll put hooks in your personal property and hang you up in public!

- You're threatening me? - She's warning you.

Wait till medication. - And I'll give you a medicine

that'll deem all treatment useless.

Shut up! - Sir?

Oh!

I won't speak without my lawyer.

Why are you bringing the law into our friendship?

Then I must do my duty as an officer of the law.

- Duty? Sir, sir! - Speak up! Talk!

- Sir, it hurts! I'll talk! - Spill it!

Speak up!

Sir, it hurts...

Sir, let me go, I'll tell you...

Sir... - I'll tell you!

- He's innocent. - Huh?

He is taking medication for erectile dysfunction.

Not possible for him to commit this crime.

Why didn't you tell us?

I feel embarrassed, sir.

It's unfortunate that your family-stick is sad.

But Shreyangshi didn't send you the photos herself.

Nor did your half-smoked cigarette walk to the crime scene by itself.

Talk. Or shall I adjust my watch again?

- No, wait. - Shall I?

I'll tell you, sir.

I'm innocent, sir.

I...

I love Shreyangshi, sir.

But, you know, with my condition, I shouldn't love anyone.

Right, but you can take photos secretly.

Start your narration.

Go on.

Sir...

Last night...

I...

I went to Shreyangshi's house.

To take photos.

Like every day, over the back wall, through the back window.

But...

I saw her already lying on the floor.

Arms tied...

There was water all over the floor.

I got scared, sir.

I was just about to flee when I heard footsteps.

Then someone fled on a bike.

By the time I crossed the wall

the bike had left.

I love Shreyangshi, sir.

I swear, I didn't do anything.

I know.

I can see that you did nothing.

You didn't inform the cops.

You didn't tell her family.

You don't even know if she's dead or alive now.

He's a "man", sir.

So, out of shame. - Right.

What can we do... Arrest him.

Paritosh, let's go to the victim's house.

- Yes, sir.

- Come on.

- So then, arrested by morning, finished by night?*

- Sir? - Hmm?

Almost 24 hours have passed.

Finding tyre marks will be tough.

If you give up so easily,

how will you make a mark, Paritosh?

Huh?

Right, sir.

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Sir? - Hmm?

Not just a mark, I'm sure we'll find the entire bike!

Really?

So then stay alert 24/7. - Okay, sir.

- Bikash. - Yes, sir.

- Are you alert? - Absolutely.

Wait...

"I was just about to flee

I heard a bike..."

- Didn't Babai say he heard a bike?

Last night, someone was here.

Parked the bike here.

See this tyre mark?

A Bullet.

A Bullet that leaks fuel.

Weird!

That guy doesn’t leak anything, but this guy’s bike leaks too!

Sir, what if the bike belongs to someone from the locality?

We can ask the nearby garages.

Go. In "Dhoom" speed!

Did anyone come here to fix a bike that leaks brake oil?

- No, sir.

NO

NO

- Bro... - Yes?

Did anyone come here to fix their bike? Brake oil leakage...

Fuel leaking? Must have been Rohan da's bike.

I've been telling him to fix it for so long, but he won't.

And with how his tyres are,

balder than the head!

- Rohan? - Yes.

- Stays in this area? - Yes.

Tell me what you see.

Eggs.

Boiled eggs.

- Good.

Do you want to see your eggs on this plate too?

Or will you come clean about that night?

- We found these at his home.

- Oh wow!

Hell of a preparation to make your stick go riding!

Do you take shilajit regularly?

Why did you go to Shreyangshi's house that night?

- Me? - Hmm.

I didn't go anywhere.

I was at the party all night.

Yes, bugger did seem familiar.

No, sir, we didn't hear anything like that.

I swear...

I was at the party all night.

If you want, you can ask my friends.

- Paritosh? - Yes, sir.

We are public servants.

So your wish is our command.

Will you start or do you want her to make you talk?

I won't just make him talk.

I'll make his vital organs sing a song.

No, I'll talk...

Rohan used to like Shreyangshi.

Shreyangshi never paid any heed to him.

He even got slapped trying to force her a third time.

- Take them away. - Let's go.

This is why they say, don't hang with the younger lot.

Joyeeta, tell him.

Hey!

You had a past with Shreyangshi?

We have proof that you were seen in front of her house that night.

And these?

I didn't do anything to Shreyangshi.

I swear.

Believe me. - Why should we?

You're proposing your love to a girl your daughter's age.

Then harassing her after getting rejected. Why will we believe you?

I... have proof.

What proof?

Listen,

if you don't talk, I'll rip out your larynx and shut you up forever!

Hey, she can really do that.

Speak!

Mita. Mita!

I... I did go to Shreyangshi's house that night.

I went to meet Mita.

Isn't Mita Shreyangshi's aunt?

But I thought "pishi (aunt)-culture" means fish farming.

And he's a fisherman! Really suits him!

Take him away with dignity! Go!

Get up!

My husband died in an accident the day after our wedding.

Everyone considered me unlucky.

And since then there has been no love or lover in my life.

Even if I can control my heart, but my body...

Tell me, madam, you'd understand...

how our society views a woman's physical desires.

Shreyangshi paid no heed to Rohan, and I took advantage of that.

And, I think that I was right in doing so.

Rohan and I, we needed...

each other's bodies and...

we did it with mutual consent.

You did right.

Hmm.

I mean considering morality.

On moral grounds.

I completely empathize with you. Have some snacks.

But do you know why it’s wrong in the eyes of the law?

You tried to hide the prime suspect of a gruesome crime.

That's what the law sees.

And if you get caught, while in prison,

all you'll have is your body.

Get it, Kusum?

So, tell us whatever you know.

Wait...

Go stand there. Go...

Quiet. Hurry up.

Rohan came over the back wall and through the backdoor.

A few hours later, he left through the backdoor again.

And then I went back to my room.

Hurry up. Okay, bye!

After that I didn't see anything.

Who did it then?

Don't be shy, have some.

Sir...

They texted from the hospital. Shreyangshi has woken up.

Can you talk?

Yes...

Do you remember anything about what happened last night?

I was reading a book...

Suddenly someone grabbed me from behind...

They tied me up...

And then...

Then...

Shreyangshi...

You're really brave.

And look, we all are here with you.

If you can...

help us a little more, then...

- What kind of help? - I mean...

other than what you've already told us, if you...

can remember anything specific, like...

their voice...

or, a specific sound...

Sound...

I did hear a sound.

When the man walked.

As if... as if...

the sound of iron striking the ground.

It was like that. And...

a smell.

Of perfume...

Thank God I didn't strike his legs.

Thank God.

Bring him.

Start walking.

What?

Bl**dy humbug...

Do as you're told! Walk!

You understand Bengali, right? Walk!

Walk straight!

Come back here. Hurry up! Walk normally!

- No... - Now jump!

Jump! Come on.

No...

Not like that. Different.

It sounded different.

- Okay, take him away. - Move.

Sir. Here you go...

I brought Rohan's redolences are in this bag.

Can't remember the word scent, but remembers "redolence"!

I can't help.

Grandpa gave me uncommon words for every word.

That's why I never forgot.

- He has a point. - Thank you, sir.

Not like that...

Try it on my skin, may smell different.

It didn't smell like that.

"It sounded like something metallic striking the ground".

Prosthetic limb.

The metallic sound happens when you walk using a prosthetic limb!

- You sure? - Sir, I was a topper!

- Paritosh! - If anyone has it in that locality,

I'll bring them in an hour or two.

Who are you talking about?

You mean Misir Ali?

Yes, I know Misir da, the one with the wooden leg.

It makes a noise when he moves.

Yes, I know him. He's a big-shot lawyer!

This... This is the smell...

This smell was there that night.

Walk.

This sound! I heard this sound that night!

The same sound...

Paritosh, please take him away.

Come.

Go on! - You're safe, we're here with you.

Calm down...

- Misir Ali...

Age, 58...

Lives alone...

His only daughter is dead.

Okay...

I saw you that day.

At Shreyangshi's house. In the morning.

I saw you.

- Hmm. - Hmm.

Such a horrific incident in my locality. So I went.

Alright, so you went to check.

Right. - Yes.

He went to check what proof he had left behind.

Good job.

What proof? What are you saying?

Shreyangshi, identified...

your artificial limb, and...

the smell of your attar too. The one you're wearing right now.

Isn't it a nice fragrance? - I have a cold.

Where did you buy it from?

Look, you know that this is all circumstantial evidence.

You know that.

You seem to forget that you're talking to advocate Misir Ali.

You've detained me for 24 hours, and my DNA sample...

You must have stopped practicing law a while ago.

No one in your neighbourhood know you're a lawyer.

They say you used to follow Shreyangshi around.

Follow?

Follow? What do you mean? Not at all!

No, why would I follow her? You're making a mistake, sir.

My daughter...

If my own girl was still alive... she would've been her age.

She would've been Shreyangshi's age.

Yes, sir.

That's why, sometimes at night, I...

For her safety, I... - You followed her?

- Not follow, sir... - Sir.

The hair sample found at the crime scene matches Misir Ali's DNA.

You're making a mistake. How is this possible?

Already charged under Section 377.

- What 377? How can... - Who will protect you now?

What?

Advocate Misir Ali will come save him!

The culprit is caught.

And we’ll file the charge sheet within seven days.

You must keep your head high in court.

You can do it, right?

Great. We'll take our leave now.

We'll meet again. Bye.

Sir, should we start the court process?

Start.

Shyambazar Police Station, Case number 12 of 2026.

The police will submit their final report today.

Accused Misir Ali is in police custody till today.

- Your Honour, the accused Misir Ali was arrested

under the Protection of Children from Sexual Offenses act, POCSO.

Because... our victim is a minor, Your Honour.

And Kolkata Police arrested him within 72 hours

and created a historic precedence.

We hope the revered Court

will give such a severe punishment to him,

that beasts like Misir Ali who hide behind human faces,

feel scared before they can commit such grievous crimes in future.

Let me see the final report.

Who is the IO for this case?

Me, Your Honour.

Sub Inspector Joyeeta Sen, Shyambazar Police Station.

Didn't you check before submitting the final report?

What is this written here?

You are?

Debanjan Dutta, Officer-in-Charge, Shyambazar Police Station.

There's no mistake in the charge sheet, Your Honour.

According to your final report, Misir Ali is innocent, right?

What?

What does he mean? What is this?

Did you hear what he said? What the hell!

Order! Order!

We have enough evidence, Your Honour.

Please step into the dock and speak.

Your Honour, since the very start of this investigation,

we were stumbling upon the evidences so easily,

that we thought that there was proper planning behind this.

- This wasn't supposed to get solved so easily.

Especially considering Misir's age and health condition,

it's quite impossible for him to cross that wall.

- This isn't your home! - What's going on outside?

- I'm creating a scene? - Told you, don't make a scene!

- Shut up! - Madam!

What is this?

Tell me, madam, what would you do if your boyfriend cheated on you?

Would you've bitten him? Look!

She bit me!

What if something happens to me now?

Hey, what will happen to you?

Am I a dog that you think you'll fall ill?

- Human teeth can be poisonous too! - Hey! Shut it! Not a word more!

- I didn't even cheat on her. - Stay mum and sit there, go!

I held a fast for this loser!

See here, madam. Look.

Look how close he's standing to Jhuma!

Forensics checked the time-stamp and confirmed that this video

was taken between 2 to 3 at night.

The exact time of the crime.

Look closely, Misir Ali can be spotted in the verandah behind.

How can someone be in two places at the same time, Your Honour?

I thought Inspector Debanjan Dutta is an intelligent person.

Giving more importance to a silly video over the DNA sample match?

In today's AI era?

Now, that's surprising.

Your Honour,

I want to present Misir Ali's domestic help, Ruksana, in court.

- Hold on. It's not so simple!

Your Honour, today's the day of the final reporting.

The police have already tweaked it. There's been no charge failing.*

There is no cognizance.

Can't just bring in a witness like this.

You can. In exceptional cases.

Considering the gravity of the matter,

the court will allow the witness.

Thank you, Your Honour.

- I was told...

if I brought sir's hair strands...

I'll get a costly phone as a gift.

That's why I collected some hair from sir's comb.

Sir... I swear on Allah, I...

I was told it was a prank.

Who told you?

There.

The councillor.

I object, Your Honour.

The police are clearly pressuring Ruksana to say this.

We have evidence, Your Honour.

For the last 4 years, Councillor Pratap Ghosh

has been trying to take over Misir Ali's house.

Your Honour, here's a copy of the GD made by Misir Ali.

Since it's across the road,

Misir Ali's house isn't in our jurisdiction.

Or else we'd have taken action against Pratap by now.

Your Honour,

Misir Ali is being framed in order to take over his house.

Sarcastic! So sarcastic, Your Honour!

You're implying that Pratap Ghosh had already assumed

that such an incident would happen.

And hence Pratap Ghosh tried to frame Misir Ali. Am I right?

No, a little mistake there. Not implying, we're claiming so.

We also claim that no such incident happened.

It was a completely staged, fake incident.

Order! Order!

I object, Your Honour.

This is a completely fabricated theory concocted by the police.

The cops have cherry-picked facts in order to establish that--

- So that the common people don't lose their faith in the courts.

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- One second, what do you think?

If this whole incident was staged,

how did so many injuries appear on the victim?

They didn't appear on their own. It was done to her.

She did it herself, Your Honour.

I object, Your Honour!

- Sustained.

Do you have any admissible evidence?

We have evidence, Your Honour.

All the injuries on the victim are parallel and even.

Secondly, these injuries passed the reachability test too.

Her inner forearms and upper thighs...

places where she can reach easily,

I mean all these injuries were self inflected.

Joyeeta madam, please...

After failing to be a doctor, don't just use these heavy medical terms!

Moreover, without any medical evidence!

Seek permission to present Forensic expert Sandeepa Bhattacharya

in court, Your Honour.

Your Honour, after verifying with my dermatoscopy,

the police submitted their final report.

Every injury on Shreyangshi's body was self inflected.

And let me say this before Mr Bardhan asks,

Shreyangshi's hands were tied with a Houdini knot.

Same as how magicians tie their own hands.

One more thing, Your Honour,

the subject is habitual in physical relationships.

So whether or not the incident really happened

can't be proven in medico-legal aspects.

Even the marks on her body

don't match Misir Ali's nail or* configuration.

In fact it matches the victim's nail structure.

I want to present my examination report to the court.

Please...

This is just absurd.

Okay, are we forgetting that this entire trial...

is under POCSO?

We haven't forgotten, Mr Bardhan.

And I want to remind you that the number of cases

registered under this section is huge.

Let's not even talk about the unregistered cases.

And those who use such an important law for their own benefits,

they are all criminals.

You're the one committing the crime.

You cannot treat a minor like this in court.

The victim Shreyangshi Banerjee is not a minor!

- Sir, we... - Order! Order!

Sir, we want to present in court

an officer who has expertise in criminal psychology.

Your Honour, Shreyangshi's family is new to the neighbourhood.

Naturally, we checked into their background, and we found that

Shreyangshi flunked in school quite a few times.

So that her years wouldn't get wasted

Shreyangshi's mother contacted Councillor Pratap Ghosh.

Asked him for help.

And then, in her official records,

Shreyangshi's age was reduced by quite some years.

Sir...

Don't worry, sir will take care of it.

- Other than this, our team

has found Shreyangshi's original age proof documents,

along with some false documents,

and quite a few fake bank accounts in her name.

With Councillor Pratap Ghosh's help,

Shreyangshi led a dual life and as a return gift,

she constructed this whole drama to frame Misir Ali

so Pratap Ghosh gets the house.

In accordance with all evidence and facts,

accused Shreyangshi Banerjee and Pratap Ghosh

are remanded to judicial custody for 14 days.

And this case is transferred from juvenile to regular court.

The court is adjourned.

- Shocking news at the end of session!

Shreyangshi, why did you make a false accusation?

Shreyangshi, please speak up!

Wait.

Let the world see your chameleon-face!

And everyone should know that you're no kid but an adult! Eh?

How do the handcuffs feel?

Anyway I don't like bangles.

Take her away.

Shreyangshi! Please talk to us!

Shreyangshi, please don't stay quiet!

Shreyangshi!

Hey!

Hey!

After this success, we need to party, right?

- Hmm!

Let's host it at my place this time. - Yes.

- What do you say? - Right, sir.

So, why the delay?

Hello? - I called to say thank you.

Thanks to you, I won't have to put up the coy act anymore.

Because you made me free!

Fine, I'll welcome you back with handcuffs.

Before that, try tracing this call.

What?

It shows I'm near your son's sports camp, right?

Look, if any happens to my son...

Be a good boy, and your son won't get harmed.

Try to act too smart, and you'll have more surprises waiting!

Hence... Bye!

Sir...

What should we do now?

You know...

What we usually do.

Hunt.

Initially, I thought, Shreyangshi's case is like that of any other kid

growing up in the digital age.

Falling into the trap of maintaining a projected online image...

she alienated herself without being aware of it.

And then took out all her frustration in various ways.

But after speaking with Shreyangshi's family, I realised;

her criminal instinct and violent tendencies

are since birth.

She was five years old.

Just because I didn't buy her a pencil box she liked,

she took the vegetable knife and...

- Aggressive.

Since her childhood, we would be so scared

that we pretended to be like other normal parents.

- Doctors, healers, exorcists...

we tried everything, sir.

Nothing helped.

- A very, very strong sense of crime.

Criminal instinct.

And a very high IQ.

It's a lethal combination.

Check Shreyangshi's browsing history and it's mostly dark websites.

She keeps buying expensive clothes, perfumes, shoes, etc...

She never consider me a human being.

And she knew...

how to use her body to her own gain.

She knew quite early on.

- The money she made from casual sex chats on prominent sites:

more than our three-month salary.

And if she matched with any boy on a dating site,

she took them to hotel rooms to blackmail and extort money.

These was the usual stuff. But most importantly

Shreyangshi used her skills to form a legit gang.

Which was named... - "The Devil's Disciples".

Inspired by England's "Satan's Slaves".

Same age as Shreyangshi, and as reckless, violent,

and intelligent set of criminals.

Sir, here we are dealing with mafia.

Digital mafia.

They are connected with many different crimes.

Starting from pickpocketing,

honey-trapping,

I mean extorting money through blackmail.

Even robbing banks.

- Yes! - Bravo!

Woah!

We are dealing with a new class of criminals here.

Our opponents aren't your usual young kids.

Our real opponent is only one thing.

Technology.

All of them use high-end, state-of-the-art gadgets.

They use technology, they're even using AI.

They can be anywhere at any time.

They can manipulate information to their favour.

The gadgets that we use in our daily lives...

like a smartphone, smart-TV, etc...

they use them as weapons.

They could've even hacked one of our phones and are possibly listening in

on what we are discussing right now.

But we don't have a clue about where they are, what they're up to.

So, basically, they're completely untraceable.

But they aren't shape-shifters.

They can't just change their appearance.

They are just human beings. We know their faces.

Let's show everyone then.

Paritosh. Put out their photos.

Everywhere. Police stations, social media...

Do it.

Okay, sir.

While being taken to jail,

Shreyangshi Banerjee broke out of the prison van,

grievously injured the security personnel,

and made her escape.

A state of fear has gripped the city of Kolkata.

Although, Kolkata Police has already started combing the entire city.

Posters are being put up at different places.

Posters with Shreyangshi Banerjee's name, identity, and photo.

I'd ask my camera-person to show them to you.

If you spot anyone like this image anywhere,

or, if you have any information on Shreyangshi Banerjee,

please contact the given number,

or get in touch with your nearest police station.

Did you miss me?

How can the kingdom run without you, my queen?

So then?

When is the party?

When is it?

Party? Everyone, come here.

Look here.

Our next target.

Lonely, desperate, and the most important thing:

Filthy rich men!

Sex starved, aged, and they...

won't even go to the cops in order to save their reputation.

So... the party is on!

- They look like red tomatoes!

- Right! - So, Operation Red Tomato...

Let's start!

Just serving the Lord!

Bam Bhole

Bam Bhole

Chillum burns, smoke goes dancing! Hit it with a strong kiss!

When I'm done with this bottle You know the hot love I need

Chillum burns, smoke goes dancing! Hit it with a strong kiss!

When I'm done with this bottle You know the hot love I need

Add some sentiments into the Bangla booze

Add some sentiments to it and drown it in coconut water

Red tomatoes ku-tur-dum Dhatura is more powerful

Red tomatoes ku-tur-dum Dhatura is more powerful

Chillum burns...

Smoke goes dancing...

Light the fire, stagger ahead

It's a gamble, you better get it

It's a filthy little trade

Better fool them early

Fool them early, fool them early

Better fool them early

Lord! Fool them early, fool them early!

Better fool them early, man!

Chillum burns...

Smoke goes dancing...

It's a game of losses We'll play all through the night

Once the bottle pops All you've got is the dirty high

All you've got is the dirty high

A pinch of powder on the tongue

Mix it with Hajmola!

The drunk bugger's mum birthed a baby brother

Stuff him up a double doze

A baby brother, a baby brother!

The drunk bugger now has a baby brother!

Crazy! A baby brother, a baby brother!

The drunk bugger now has a baby brother!

Chillum burns...

Smoke goes dancing...

Red tomatoes ku-tur-dum Dhatura is more powerful

Red tomatoes ku-tur-dum Dhatura is more powerful

Bam bam bam Bhole!

Bam bam bam Bhole!

Red tomatoes! Bam Bam!

Red tomatoes! Bam Bam!

Red tomatoes! Bam Bam!

Red tomatoes!

Bring him out! Come out, you dirtbag!

Come out!

Wait, hold on.

Four lakhs. - Or else, look here...

We will post this video everywhere!

We will play it in 4K resolution! Will you like that?

Liked my surprise?

Guess how we caught your scam?

All predators have a pattern to their hunts.

Shreyangshi's gang must have one too.

They do. Desperate and rich men.

They trap them on social media.

Honey-trapping is a sweet game.

You're bound to get diabetes at some point.

Then let’s use a sugar daddy as bait!

Let's catch them.

Hmm? - Hmm...

You're supposed to be playing at home at your age, but no!

I mean playing with dolls, sir. - Oh.

Dolls...

Certain things always sound weird no matter what they mean.

Such as? - Say, thump-thump!

Ah! Thump-thump! EXACTLY WHAT YOU THINK!

Right? I've heard of this one!

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We'll show you your place.

But aren't you sick?

Paritosh, the meds?

Tell me, what is your problem?

Actually, you all underestimate us a lot!

Want to see an example?

Show them!

YOU ALL RUN, I'LL HOLD THEM OFF

Run...

Let's go!

Come on! Run!

Don't go! No!

Don't go! Let's go!

No! Don't...

Let's go...

Come on! Run!

- No! - Let's go!

Run! Come on!

- Let me go! - Run...

Let's go...

Put in the report: Died while fighting with the gang.

And mention that he had snatched the service revolver.

It's okay.

Shreyangshi, calm down!

Calm down! Calm down! - Let me go!

Calm down, Shreyangshi!

Calm down!

Shreyangshi, come here...

Come, sit here!

Sit down... Please calm down...

We can't do anything now. Calm down...

Calm down...

They tried to mess with us.

We need to...

return the favour.

Returned with full interest!

Okay?

The guy's name was Sourav Pal.

Twenty years old.

A school topper.

His dad is a school teacher.

But his parents and his friends

couldn't say anything about the other gang members.

A dual life.

Maybe the entire criminal circle is... digital.

Sir, I didn't want to kill him.

Had he chosen a different path, his life would be different.

He chose this. His death was an accident.

A very unfortunate one, but still an accident.

Don't worry about it.

- The evil gang has vanished...

All peaceful for now...

FIFTEEN DAYS LATER

Sir, you're a film buff!

What can I do if you can't explain properly?

- You can't do it, sir. - Time's running out.

Yes...

Seven words?

- Can't do it. - Seven letters?

- You'll lose! - Okay, just seven?

- Ah! - Just 30 seconds left!

- The back? - Sir, give up already!

- Hey! - Seven...

Hurry...

Sir, time's up!

Darn it! - Come on, sir!

"Saptapadi"!

- Oh! - You could've at least...

shown Uttam-Suchitra's bike!

- I gestured the number seven. - Your turn now!

Let's see...

All the best!

- Four letters? - Hmm.

Four-letter Bengali word? The one after "Bokalol..."?

Is there any film by that name at all?

No, I got it wrong. Go on, I can guess it.

Quiet.

Songs? - Right, songs!

Oh, "Cannot sing a song"?

What do you even mean?

- Oh, got it! - No, minus points! Can't mouth it!

What's wrong?

Sir? Anything serious?

Joyeeta, sit...

Joyeeta, sit down.

Debu?

Joyeeta?

It's a fake image.

We all know it.

You know it too.

Stop looking at it.

We will prove it's fake. Don't worry.

Joyeeta, relax...

- The biggest news update right now:

Because Sub-Inspector Paritosh Saha and Sub-Inspector Joyeeta Sen's

intimate video went viral, both have been suspended from duty.

- But... look, I told you already...

that's not my daughter, Joyee.

Yes. You know what they can do on computers these days.

That's how they faked it.

I just can't explain!

Yes, I told you it's not her.

Huh? Hello...

Hello?

They hung up.

No one is willing to believe it.

Tell me...

Then...

Did you really?

Ma?

You too?

Joyee...

Joyee?

Don't cry...

Don't cry. It will pass...

I assure you, it'll pass.

I... I didn't do anything, Ma... I didn't do anything!

Sir.

Shreyangshi might be on the run, but the rest of her team?

Where are they?

The guy who was killed, Sourav Pal.

His family, relatives...

no one knows anything.

I told you already, Debu...

They are the digital mafia!

They wiped off their digital footprints, and in all probability,

they can manipulate CCTV footage as well.

Yes, what is it?

We are from the Vigilance Commission.

We have an allegation against you.

You took a bribe to get a candidate through police training.

What is this baseless allegation?

We have evidence, sir.

His bank account records.

For the last three years, illegal funds have

repeatedly been transferred into his account.

All in all, about 20 lakh rupees.

Look here.

- Hack Agnishwar's account.

Create a fake record for money transfers.

- You need to come with us, sir.

This is horrible!

Why did she come to the office today?

Shameful!

♪

Hey...

Why are you crying? Because the summer camp is over?

When did you come back?

What's wrong? - Debu.

He got suspended...

Suspended? Why? What happened?

What did you do? - They found...

lewd video forwards from his phone. - What!

- Pornography.

Hey! Where did you get them?

Is this why we sent you?

Is this why? - Debu?

- Is this why we-- - Stop it!

Dad, I didn't do anything!

- Why's it in your phone then? - I don't know how, Dad!

He didn't do anything. He's being framed!

Who will frame him?

Tell him what you were saying!

He clicked on the link in some advert and...

Clicked on a link?

You've no awareness? - Sorry, Dad.

Who clicks on unknown links?

Debu.

Our son's growing up.

You must be careful.

If this goes on, soon, he will join their gang too.

Don't worry...

Alright.

Have to send him somewhere else.

- Somewhere else? - Yes, to a safehouse.

Don't worry.

- I put all my old sources to work, Debu...

One of them is bound to give us a lead.

Sir, the IP address came out to be...

Aurobindo Vidya Mandir. My school.

I studied there until my Board exams.

That girl is mocking us!

Rudra* is not here either.

They are just over confident.

And that will backfire on them.

Anyway...

You sent your son to a safehouse.

How is he coping?

He's excited!

Says he's feeling like a spy!

And Maya?

What can I do...

other than accepting it?

As his...

As his mother, I don't even know...

where my son is!

- It's for his own safety, Maya.

Safety...

Debu...

This is the last one, not a single more!

Hmm. I agree.

Agnishwar da, the same goes for you too.

Don't drink any more. - Um, right...

Dinner is ready, I'll serve it now.

Wait.

Hello?

I'm really impressed, sir!

You hid your son at the right moment!

How are you feeling now?

One of your team members vanished!

How do you feel about that?

- You have exactly thirty minutes.

- What do you mean? - I mean...

The universe needs balance!

After thirty minutes...

Joyeeta, from your team...

will vanish!

Oh, sorry...

After twenty-nine minutes!

Let me tell you...

- Not me, sir, tell yourself!

Your son is all safe.

But shouldn't you worry about Joyeeta too?

Oops!

Twenty-eight minutes left!

Tick-tock!

Yes, good evening...

Send backup to Joyeeta's house, immediately!

Can't reach Joyeeta on call, sir.

Ma?

Ma?

Are you upstairs?

What's going on...

WANT TO PLAY HIDE AND SEEK?

Who is it?

Who's there?

Ma, where are you?

Ma?

Ma!

Ma, I'm sorry, I didn't see you... - It's okay!

Sorry!

How did you get wounded? Ma...

You're bleeding!

What are you all doing here?

Your medicines won't work on us today.

"Ma, Ma, Ma!" Like it?

Bugger...

Go on, kill her.

Hey!

Run! Hurry!

Joyeeta!

Joyeeta?

Are you okay? - Help her...

I'm here...

Hey, are you okay?

- Get out! Hurry!

- Hands up!

- What happened? - Don't you move!

What the...

Don't move!

Why are you laughing? You think I'm joking?

Sir?

Sir...

Sir? Sir...

Sir? Can you hear me?

A bluish mist

Covers the sky

A bluish mist covers the sky

While the hyenas gather

It's time for that star to disappear in the dead of the night

We're lucky we could stop the internal bleeding.

Still, the situation is very critical.

We are trying our best. Thank you.

Stay here until Joyeeta recovers.

Keep me updated every moment.

Yes, sir.

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This is why I told her again and again...

to continue studying medicine.

Look what happened?

What did she gain from it?

The police department gained an efficient officer like her.

I give you my word.

I won't let anything happen to her.

Keep awake

Keep awake

A lonely city drowning in intoxicants

Will unfold a new story

Amid the busy city streets

The voices of the invaders resonate

The voices resonate

Blood clashes with blood in solitude

The rhythm sinks in deep

The walls will claim their reckoning

Taking off their grinning masks

Blood clashes with blood in solitude

The rhythm sinks in deep

The walls will claim their reckoning

Taking off their grinning masks

Deceit and lies

Concealed beneath the guise of sleep

My past stands waiting at Esplanade

Watching it all unfold

It knows everything

A bluish mist covers the sky

While the hyenas gather

It's time for that star to disappear in the dead of the night

Keep awake, keep awake

Keep awake

Keep awake, keep awake

Any updates?

They'll let you go next week.

After that you'll have to take a bit of care.

I was asking about the case.

I... never worry about myself.

Tell me, is Debanjan sir okay?

And... you?

What's wrong with me?

That's what I asked.

Last night I saw you wipe your tears standing near the window.

You're good at pretending to be asleep!

Answer me.

Don't be mum, Paritosh, tell me what's wrong?

What...

Can everything be explained through words?

And if you don't worry about yourself,

someone has to, right?

I...

I'm really messed up...

And... I easily...

get angry.

And when I'm angry...

I don't talk much.

Works.

As long as there's no medication involved.

Maya, switch your phone off.

They can see everything. - What?

- Is your laptop on? - Who? Yes.

Turn it off. They can see and hear everything!

Who are you talking about?

They can hear whatever we're saying. Did you turn it off?

- I don't get it! - Turn it off!

- Where's the remote? - Here.

Debu, will you calm down? - Just turn it off first.

- I don't get it... - They can hear everything!

What are you looking at? They've hacked all our gadgets.

Turn everything off!

- Hello? - How's your eyesight, sir?

It's fine. Can spot a******s from miles away.

And geniuses?

I see one in the mirror every day. Feels great.

And how long will you hide behind technology?

Face me if you dare.

I will.

I will visit you tomorrow.

Let's see if you can recognise me. Hmm?

Have you turned the phone off? Turn it off, and...

and your old phone?

- Yes... - Turn that off too.

Bikash? - Sir?

- Ordered tea? - It's on the way.

Bishu, tell me...

These young kids are all hacking the internet...

Where are they getting the gadgets?

Huh? They'd get caught if they legally bought them.

Bishu, speak up.

You're the biggest hardware smuggler in eastern India.

Tell us where Shreyangshi is.

Speak!

Sir... just believe me, sir.

I have no connection with them.

You're just pointlessly...

Where's Tapan?

He left for his village, told me to look after the shop.

Need a cup of tea every morning, you know.

Just spray it all around the precinct.

Keeps the snakes, scorpions, frogs away.

Tell me, or else I'll force down a bucketful into you.

I swear, sir...

I don't know anything.

- Nothing. - Bikash?

- Sir? - Open his mouth and pour it all in.

Hey! Stop... wait...

A phone... I mean...

Those old phones with keypads?

They gave me one of those.

They contacted me through that.

I'm not carrying it right now.

I have it at home, if you want...

Good. Have some tea.

- Tea? - Nothing will happen.

Have some biscuit too. Go on.

Okay, alright.

- Hello? - I was right there,

you still didn't recognise me?

Feeling very sad.

I was saying, when someone dies in custody...

what is the punishment for that?

Hey! Spit it out!

- Sir! - Bikash, ambulance!

- Hey! - Get an ambulance here immediately!

Immediately!

- Until the investigation into the mysterious death

of a criminal in custody ends,

Debanjan Dutta has been suspended from duty.

- Time for the climax now.

Gather some manpower.

Hmm?

A bluish mist

Covers the sky

A bluish mist covers the sky

While the hyenas gather

It's time for the star...

- If you must become a goon,

wouldn't it be better to do it in uniform?

I've tolerated a lot for the sake of your duty, Debu.

I did it out of love.

But the way you're destroying yourself bit by bit...

I can't watch this happen.

I'm sorry, Debu.

I don't even know where my son is. It has been so many days!

That's for his own safety.

Suffocating myself...

Dying each day! I can't do it anymore!

I can't find any meaning in this.

I'm leaving.

I told your husband

to be a good audience

and sit quietly until it's time to clap.

But...

Claps are reserved for gentlemen.

My husband has this habit...

If he doesn't like the show, he can set fire to the stage.

- Hmm!

- You know what?

He has to wear the police uniform, right?

So he can't show his true colours.

Hmm!

Or else by now, he'd have shown y'all your place.

- Really? - Oh, wait a second... I...

I always forget the important things. Wait.

Where did I keep it?

Boom!

I have a lot of work. - Put the phone away.

- I'm waiting for a call. - Put it away first.

- What happened? - They hacked all our gadgets.

They can see and hear everything. Let me turn the volume up.

Listen, don't worry about our son, he's...

he's at the police training academy. Safest place.

Hmm. - What?

I...

Can I do it? - You have to.

Can't pull off a small act?

Just make them believe that I'm an alcoholic, I'm frustrated,

because I lost my job. Can't you do this much? Huh?

- Hmm. - See, I'll hug you, push me away eh?

You can do that, you often do.

Let me go! You're impossible!

Surprise!

You’ve been in top form consistently.

Every time I lay a trap, you bite the bait!

Thankfully Bishu survived.

I had reporter Aritra spread the news of my suspension,

so you’d take the bait.

Well done.

But what now?

You know...

I'll put you in handcuffs and then welcome you back.

I already told you...

You all really underestimate us.

So...

you shouldn't have come alone.

You're sure...

that I came alone?

Find the others.

Let's go.

Any last wish?

The Hunt...

Debu!

Maya...

Go home.

Bye. - Yes.

- Breaking news for tomorrow morning:

The cause of the police empire’s downfall.

And its consequences.

It feels quite chilly. Don't you feel cold?

Yes. It'll turn real cold now.

Go on, wear a sweater.

Someone has gotten really pissed off.

He must be boiling!

- And when my blood boils, everything else will go cold.

So!

A slow-motion entry in the last scene, and then a punchline!

Bugger! - Sir, don't start again...

Is she a new villain? What's going on?

"Sita aur Gita"?

You're quite close.

Look, everyone has seven doppelgangers on earth.

You're so lucky that you got two in the same area.

Go... Cool them off.

Get him!

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Down! Down!

Had you put your skill and intelligence to good use,

you'd have been an inspiration to a lot of other girls.

I will be one.

What do you think?

You can really keep me locked up?

- Bug off! - Come on, take them away.

♪

Come, let's take our place...***

I was saying your gorbho (hairbun) will look good with a beli (flower).

Gorbho means hairbun. Flowers will look nice in it.

Let me introduce you.

Bengali professor, Sub Inspector Paritosh.

Not me, my grandpa.

Greetings.

Sub Inspector Joyeeta.

Hi, Joyeeta.

- Sorry, sir. - And this is Inspector Byomkesh.

Animesh, sir.

No... It's confirmed, right?

Absolutely.

Time for a bigger storm now.

Storm? What storm?

Double-blast!

A huge storm!

Buckle up!