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Disclaimer: This story is more written for the sole purpose of giving DCP Chitrole a taste of his own medicine because I can. So if you find any issues with the story, at the end of the day just remember one thing...DCP Chitrole goes down in this story. *evil smile*

Juhu Beach, Wednesday, 5:10PM

Daya and Abhijeet slowed down to a brisk walk before slowing down to an easy pace. Daya commented, "Boss bahut din hogaye the nikle huye yun. Kam main itne busy the ke yun bhar niklne ka time hi nahi mila tha."

"Bilkul. Aakhri baar yun saath main jog ke liye do hafte pehle gaye the," Abhijeet agreed.

"Ek cheez karte hain. Ab se har roz kam ke baad yun nikal jayenge. Chahiye kitna bhi baja ho," Daya suggested.

Abhijeet chuckled and said, "Thik hai."

The 2 walked back to Daya's car and got in. As they buckled up, Abhijeet's phone rang. Daya groaned, "Koi naya case?"

"Dekhte hain," Abhijeet said, with a smile. He picked up and said, "Ji sir...Ji...Thik hai hum aate hain."

As Abhijeet had listened the smile had fallen off his face, giving way to a serious expression. He hung up and said, sombrely, "Daya aapna aadmi hai."

"Kahan?" Daya asked, immediately.

"Thane police station ke bhar," Abhijeet replied.

Daya pulled out, turned on the siren, and raced down the road without another word.

*****

Outside Thane police station, 6:14PM

Abhijeet and Daya paused at the edge of the tape and bowed their heads in respect for the fallen police officer. Then they ducked under the tape and joined the other officers. ACP Pradyuman brought them up to speed, "Inspector Suhani Shroff. Pichle 25 saalon se police force main hai. Woh bhar aayi aapni duty khatam kar ke aur kisi ne goli maar di inhe. Abhi tak inki service revolver nahi mili hai."

"Kisi ne kuch dekha?" Abhijeet asked.

"Kuch bhi nahi sir. Kafi bheer thi. Bas goli ki awaaz suni," Sachin replied.

"Yeh case hamare paas kyun aaya hai sir?" Daya asked.

"Commissioner sir ne kaha hai. Jisne bhi yeh kiya hai usse jald se jald dhoondna hai," ACP Pradyuman said, determinedly.

"Sir yeh revolver wahan kude main mila tha," Purvi said, coming over with a revolver in an evidence bag.

"Thik hai. Body aur revolver Salunkhe ke paas bhej do," ACP Pradyuman said.

"Sir main Inspector Shroff ke saare cases collect karta hoon. Ho sakta hai kisi ne kiya ho jisse kabhi Inspector Shroff ne arrest kiya tha," Daya said.

"Aur main undar officers se baat karta hoon. Shayad kisi ko kuch pata ho ke yeh kis ne kiya aur kyun," Abhijeet said.

"Thik hai. Freddy aur Purvi tum dono Inspector Shroff ke ghar jao," ACP Pradyuman said.

*****

Inspector Shroff's house, 6:44PM

As Freddy and Purvi delivered the news, they watched as Inspector Shroff's husband and 2 daughters collapsed on the couch crying. As Purvi waited patiently, Freddy took the chance to take a look around. He saw the smiling family photos, the awards that the entire family had won in their different roles and places, and the mail.

The husband managed to stop crying and asked, "Yeh huya kaise?"

"Investigation jaari hai. Jaldi pata karenge. Lekin usse pehle aap se poochna tha. Kya aap ko pata hai ke kaun kar sakta hai aisa? Kisi criminal ki baat ki ho Inspector Shroff ne yah koi family dispute ke wajah se?" Purvi asked.

"Family dispute toh koi nahi hai. Haan lekin koi criminal ho sakta hai. Suhani ne kafi murderers wigara ko pakda hai aapne career main. Lekin humne kabhi baat nahi ki iss baare main. Kyun ki hum dono ne yehi decide kiya tha ke hum dono aapna kam kabhi ghar pe nahi layenge," he replied.

"Thik hai. Jaise hi kuch pata lagta hai hum batayenge," Freddy said.

*****

CID bureau, 9:10PM

Sachin came back with another handful of case files in hand. Inspector Shroff's 25 year career had resulted in over 2500 cases ranging from eve-teasing to murder. They would start with the latest cases first before going back, but they were collecting all the cases first.

ACP Pradyuman got off the phone and said, "Salunkhe ne time of death 4:30 baje ke aas paas lagaya hai. Aur jo revolver mila tha ussi se khoon huya hai."

"Sir bhar media ka jhund hai. Sab ko jawab chahiye hain," Daya reported, coming in with a box of cases.

"Bach ke raho. Aur lag jao kam pe," ACP Pradyuman said.

*****

CID bureau, Thursday, 9:10AM

Freddy turned up the volume of the TV, "Abhi tak CID ne koi statement release nahi kiya hai lekin hamare khabriyon se pata chala hai ke Inspector Suhani Shroff ki maut goli lagne se huyi thi uss waqt jab woh ghar ke liye nikal rahi thi. CID Inspector Shroff ke cases pe concentrate kar rahi hai. Abhi tak yeh nahi pata chala hai ke Inspector Shroff ki service revolver kahan hai. Logon main kafi gussa hai aur kafi log jawab demand kar rahe hain. Social media pe yeh khoon aur iske liye jawab demand kar rahe hain."

ACP Pradyuman came in at that exact time and Freddy quickly turned off the TV as everyone got back to work. ACP Pradyuman asked, "Kya pata chala hai abhi tak?"

"Sir abhi tak humne che cases dekh liye aaj subah se. Do repeat chor hain. Do eve-teasing cases hain. Ek public obscenity aur ek kidnapping case. Lekin abhi tak inhe che pe koi shaq nahi hai," Daya recounted.

"Sir humne family ko kareeb se dekha hai lekin wahan bhi koi angle nahi banta hai," Freddy reported.

"Aur kam pe bhi koi aisa nahi hai jo Inspector Shroff ko maarega," Abhijeet added.

"Thik hai. Past cases dekhte raho," ACP Pradyuman said. "Aur news pe dhyaan maat do. Jo keh rahe hain kehne do."

The team looked at each other as ACP Pradyuman continued, "Salunkhe ne bulaya hai."

*****

Forensic lab, 9:25AM

Dr. Salunkhe looked up as ACP Pradyuman and Freddy walked in. ACP Pradyuman asked, "Haan Salunkhe. Kya pata chala hai?"

"Zada kuch nahi. Wohi jo pehle bata chuka hoon. 4:30 ke aas paas iski maut huyi thi. Goli seene main lagi hai aur isne koi ladai nahi ki toh shayad surprise tha. Uske eliva, yehi banduk se maut huyi thi. Par iss banduk ko tum log trace karoge," Dr. Salunkhe replied.

"Toh phir bulaya kyun?" ACP Pradyuman demanded.

"Tumhara chehra dekhna chahta tha," Dr. Salunkhe teased.

"Salunkhe," ACP Pradyuman said, warningly, as Freddy hid a chuckle.

"Acha baba. Yeh dekho. Iss revolver pe abhi bhi serial number hai. File off nahi kiya hai. Isli bulaya tha. Kyun ki maine revolver ko trace kar liya hai," Dr. Salunkhe replied.

"Kis ka hai?" ACP Pradyuman asked.

"Inspector Suhani Shroff," Dr. Salunkhe replied.

"Sir yeh aapni banduk se maari gayi thi?" Freddy asked, surprised.

"Haan. Yeh iski service revolver hai," Dr. Salunkhe agreed.

"Yeh kaise ho sakta hai sir? Revolver ko kisi ne Inspector Shroff ke holder se nikla aur unhone kuch kaha nahi?" Freddy asked.

"Yehi pata karna hai Freddy. Yehi pata karna hai," ACP Pradyuman said.

*****

CID bureau, 9:54AM

"Agar aisa hai toh phir koi criminal khooni ho sakta hai? Aakhir Inspector Shroff kisi criminal ko aapne itne kareeb kaise aane deti ke uska haat revolver tak paunch jaaye?" Abhijeet questioned.

"Lekin boss aisa bhi ho sakta hai ke criminal khud naa ho uske parivaar main koi ho. Agar Inspector Shroff uss insaan ko pehchanti nahi hain aur usse koi baat karni hai toh woh paas aa sakta hai," Daya said.

"Sir yeh bhi toh ho sakta hai ke yeh khooni Inspector Shroff se jaan booj ke takraya, revolver nikali, aur isse pehle ke Inspector Shroff react kar paati unhe maar diya," Purvi suggested.

"Ho sakta hai. Abhi ke liye hamare paas yehi angle hai ke yeh koi case se related hai. Isse ko investigate karte raho. Kuch toh milega. Salunkhe fingerprints utar raha hai revolver se aur kude ke dhakan se. Dekhte hain wahan se kuch milta hai yah nahi," ACP Pradyuman said.

*****

CID bureau, 11:10AM

Abhijeet added another file to the small pile of cases that could be involved in the murder. At that moment Dr. Salunkhe came in. ACP Pradyuman asked, "Haan kya mila?"

"Kuch nahi boss. Do alag fingerprints mile revolver se lekin dono police officers ke hain. Ek Inspector Shroff ke hain aur doosre wahani ke ek constable ke," Dr. Salunkhe replied.

"Aur kude ke dhakan se?" ACP Pradyuman asked.

"Wahan se koi saaf fingerprints nahi mile hain. Usse kuch nahi milega," Dr. Salunkhe replied.

"Toh ho sakta hai ke khooni ne gloves pehne huye the," Abhijeet suggested.

"Kude main koi gloves mile nahi the. Khooni aapne saath le gaya hoga sir," Nikhil said.

"Tum log investigation main lag raho. Jo list banayi hai unpe follow up karo. Abhi yehi raasta lag raha hai," ACP Pradyuman said.

*****

CID bureau, 5:14PM

Daya picked up the ringing phone and said, "CID bureau...Kya? Kahan? Kab?...Thik hai hum aate hain."

Daya hung up and said, "Ek aur officer maara gaya hai. Aapne ghar main. Inspector Viraj Raina. Uski patni ko mila hai woh abhi."

"Chalo!" ACP Pradyuman said, immediately.

*****

Inspector Raina's house, 5:46PM

Abhijeet bent down beside the body with Nikhil. After Freddy took some photos, Abhijeet and Nikhil rolled over the body to see if the bullet had gone through the back, but there was no exit wound. They put the body back down and then Abhijeet removed the shirt to see the wound. He said, "Yeh kum se kum 10 feet dur se maara gaya hai."

"Yeh bhar mila tha sir," Purvi said, coming in with a revolver.

"Darwaza toda nahi gaya hai. Matlab inhone khooni ke liye darwaza khola bhi aur phir undar bhi aane diya," Daya commented.

"Service revolver ka holder yahan paara hai lekin revolver nahi hai yahan nahi hai," ACP Pradyuman commented, standing next to the door at a dresser.

"Sir yeh dresser laash se 10 feet dur hai. Toh ho sakta hai ke jo bhi undar aaya usne wahan se revolver nikali aur Inspector Raina ko maar diya," Abhijeet said, standing up.

"Yeh khooni kaun ho sakta hai?" Freddy wondered.

"Koi aisa jisse dono ne arrest kiya tha. Dono 25 saalon se police force main hai. Kabhi saath main kam kiya hoga. Tabhi ka koi ho sakta hai," Abhijeet replied.

"Yeh bhi ho sakta hai ke kisi ko dono ne alag alag bhi arrest kiya tha. Repeat offenders ko bhi dekhna chahiye ek baar," Daya answered.

"Yeh body aur revolver Salunkhe ke paas bhej do aur ab dono angles dekho," ACP Pradyuman said. "Koi na koi sahi hoga."

*****

CID bureau, 7:10PM

The team put their files down as Nikhil turned up the news. "Ek aur khoon ho gaya hai aur phir se CID ke paas koi jawab nahi hai. Ab bas dekhna yeh hai ke aur kitne police officers maarenge isse pehle ke khooni pakda jaata hai. Log abhi bhi kafi gussa hain aur ab sawal pooch rahe hain har taran ke social media pe. Hum aap ke paas laaye hain kuch aise hi posts."

"Band karo aur kam pe lago," ACP Pradyuman said, angrily.

The 6 officers were startled, but Nikhil quickly turned off the TV and the 6 got to work. But as they sat down, DCP Chitrole walked in and asked, angrily, "TV band karne se kya sab ke moun bhi band ho jayenge?"

The team came together as DCP Chitrole said, "Kya? Kya lagta hai? Ke investigation aapne hisaab se karte rahoge aur main kuch nahi kahonga? Do police officers maare gaye aur log mujhse hazar sawal pooch rahe hain."

"Sir hum investigation kar rahe hain," ACP Pradyuman started.

"Pradyuman mujhe yeh sab nahi suna hai. Mujhe jawab chahiye hain. Aur woh bhi 24 ghanton main," DCP Chitrole said.

"24 ghanton main? Sir"" Abhijeet started.

"Mujhe koi sawal jawab nahi chahiye hain. Yeh final hai. Warna yeh case kisi aur ko de denge," DCP Chitrole warned.

"Sir hamara koi bhi case humse yun liya nahi gaya hai," ACP Pradyuman objected, angrily.

"Thik hai. Loonga nahi. Lekin abhi main kisi ko bhejne wala hoon. Jo tum logon pe nazar rakhegi aur mujhe report degi. Bahut jald aa jayega yahan," DCP Chitrole said.

Then without waiting for a reply, he left. The team angrily got back to work.

*****

CID bureau, 8:32PM

"Sir dono ki personal life ko dhoonda hai lekin abhi tak koi connection nahi mila hai," Sachin reported. "Koi bhi crossover nahi hai."

"Thik hai. Computer archives main koi case mila jispe dono ne kam kiya tha yah koi aisa criminal jisse dono ne arrest kiya tha?" ACP Pradyuman asked.

"Abhi tak nahi sir. Dhoond rahe hain," Abhijeet replied.

"Main kuch madat kar sakti hoon?" a woman asked from the door.

The team turned to face the door and were surprised to see Asha. ACP Pradyuman was the first to react, "Asha?"

"Ji sir," Asha said, smiling.

"Tum DCP Chitrole ke liye kab se kam karne lag gayi ho?" Abhijeet asked, warmly shaking Asha's hand.

"Main toh waise CBI ke liye kam karti hoon. Bas aayi hoon DCP Chitrole ke liye reporting karne," Asha chuckled, shaking hands with Daya and Freddy.

Purvi asked, "Sir aap log ek doosre ko jaante hain?"

"Haan. CID jab shuru huya tha tab se Asha thi hamare saath. Phir isse CBI se offer aaya hai aur isli yeh wahan chali gayi," Daya replied.

"Daya tum toh kafi mote ho gaye ho. Aur tum bhi Abhijeet," Asha said, winking.

"Oye tum kaunsa kum moti ho," Abhijeet responded.

"Main aur moti? Freddy tumhe main moti lag rahi hoon?" Asha demanded.

"Nahi ma'am. Aap toh bilkul thik ho," Freddy replied.

"Sir Dr. Salunkhe ne yeh report bheji hai. Inspector Raina bhi aapni hi service revolver se maare gaye the," Nikhil said, coming in.

Then he stopped, seeing Asha, and said, "Oh sorry sir. Maine dekha nahi tha."

"Koi nahi. Asha tum kuch keh rahi thi madat karne ke baare main," ACP Pradyuman said, turning back to the case.

"Sir aap log abhi ke cases dekh rahe hain. Shuruat ke bhi cases dekhiye. Jab dono police academy se graduate huye the. Ho sakta hai ke dono ek hi police station main the," Asha suggested.

"Uske liye toh wapas central archives main jaana parega," Daya commented.

"Toh chalo. Yeh try kar lete hain. Lekin iske koi records nahi hoyenge ke dono kab the ek hi police station main. Aisa karte hain ke pehle parivaar se poochte hain ke dono kaun se kaun se police stations main the. Phir uske hisaab se uss time ke cases nikal lete hain. Kaisa rahega?" Abhijeet suggested.

"Idea acha hai. Chalo yehi karte hain," Daya agreed.

"Karo. Aur phir kal subah central archives jaana," ACP Pradyuman said.

*****

CID bureau, Friday, 11:15AM

Daya put the last of the files on the desk as Sachin and Freddy cleared away the other files they had been looking at. Asha asked, "Itne saare files?"

"Haan. Dono Inspector Shroff aur Inspector Raina Bombay Road police station main do saal tak saath kam kar rahe the. Yeh uss waqt ke saare cases hain," Abhijeet replied.

"Inhe main woh cases dekhne chahiye jahan pe criminal ko kafi lambi saza huyi thi yahan jahan pe woh aapni begunahi claim karta raha lekin usse saaza ho gayi," ACP Pradyuman said.

"Sir yeh maat bhoolna ke DCP sir ne 24 hours ka limit diya hai. Usme sirf 8 ghante bache hain," Asha reminded, carefully.

"Uss Chitrole ki toh...jaldi lago kam pe," ACP Pradyuman said.

Freddy picked up the first file as Purvi logged onto the criminal database. Then the officers got to work going through each file.

*****

CID bureau, 4:44PM

"Inhe dono ka jaldi pata lagao," ACP Pradyuman said.

After working non-stop for the past 5 hours, the team had narrowed the case list down to 2 possible suspects. Now they had to search for these suspects. Asha said, "Main aapne khabriyon ko kam pe lagti hoon."

"Humne bhi aapne khabriyon ko kam pe laga diya hai," Abhijeet agreed.

"Khabriyon ki baat choro aur batao ke kya mila hai? Tum logon ke paas sirf do ghante reh gaye hain. Khooni mil gaya hai?" DCP Chitrole demanded, coming in.

"Chitrole ki toh," ACP Pradyuman whispered, angrily. Aloud he said, "Sir hamare paas do suspects hain. Bas unhe dhoond rahe hain."

"Aur tab tak main kya kahoon? Police force ki media aur social media pe band baj rahi hai. Unhe kya kahoon?" DCP Chitrole demanded.

"Sir unhe kaho ke hamare paas suspects hain aur bahut jaldi khooni mil jayega," ACP Pradyuman replied.

At that moment the phone rang. Abhijeet picked up, "CID bureau...Kya? Ek aur? Kahan?...Thik hai hum aate hain."

Abhijeet hung up and said, "Ek aur officer maare gaye hain. Senior Inspector Kapil Gupta."

"Lo. Ek aur khoon ho gaya. Jaldi se dhoondo aapne iss khooni ko warna yeh case jayega tumhare haat se," DCP Chitrole warned.

*****

Senior Inspector Gupta's house, 5:23PM

"Lagta hai inhe bhi waise hi maara gaya," Abhijeet commented over the body to Daya.

"Yeh kaun hai jo police officers ke ghar main ghus kar unhe maar raha hai aur unhe pata bhi nahi chal raha hai ke unki jaan khatre main?" Daya demanded, angrily.

"Jo bhi hai yeh koi aisa hai jo inhe sab ke wajah se kabhi naa kabhi musibat main phasa hai," Abhijeet responded.

"Inhe teeno ki zindagi phir se dekhte hain dhyaan se. Shayad kuch miss ho gaya hai. Kahin toh teeno ek saath the," Daya said.

"Aur wahan pe kuch bada huya hai," Abhijeet agreed.

Freddy brought a revolver from the garbage can outside. He commented, "Sir yeh ek aur similarity hai. Har crime scene pe revolver kude main mila hai aur woh bhi officer ka service revolver."

"Aur woh crime scene ke bilkul paas," Purvi added.

"Khooni chahta hai ke revolver mile aur pata chale ke police officer aapne hi revolver se maara gaya hai," Daya said. "Woh chup nahi raha hai. Woh saamne aa raha hai."

"Toh chalo. Usse bhar laate hain," Abhijeet commented.

*****

CID bureau, 7:32PM

"Yeh teeno toh ek hi academy se graduate huye hain," Asha commented, as she looked at the whiteboard that the team had been making notes on as they uncovered the pasts of all 3 officers.

"Ho sakta hai wahan kuch huya ho," Daya commented. "Royal Academy. 1991. June."

At that time ACP Pradyuman entered the bureau in anger. Sachin asked, "Kya huya sir?"

"Yeh Chitrole pagal ho gaya hai," ACP Pradyuman said, angrily. "Ab kehta hai ke kal subah 10 baje tak usse khooni ka naam chahiye."

"Pagal?" Asha repeated, with surprise.

"Haan pagal. Pata nahi tum usse kaise sambhal le leti ho," ACP Pradyuman replied.

"Sir main unke saath bahut kum kam karti hoon. Yeh pehli baar hai do saal baad," Asha responded, chuckling.

"Kher usse choro. Kya mila hai?" ACP Pradyuman asked.

"Teeno ke beech ek connection mila hai. Teeno ek hi academy se graduate huye the ek hi saath. June 1991 main Royal Academy se," Abhijeet responded.

"June 1991 Royal Academy," ACP Pradyuman repeated, thoughtfully.

"Kya huya sir? Aap isse pehchante ho?" Freddy asked.

"Freddy zara Viren ka record dekho. Mujhe lagta hai woh bhi June 1991 main Royal Academy se graduate huya tha," ACP Pradyuman commented.

"Ji sir," Freddy agreed.

As ACP Pradyuman went around, Abhijeet quickly exited whatever he had been on. Daya noticed and asked him with a raised eyebrow what he was doing. Abhijeet motioned that he would reply afterwards.

Freddy found the information and said, "Sir aap sahi soch rahe the. Viren sir bhi Royal Academy se June 1991 main graduate huye the."

"Usse dhoondo aur wapas bulao. Woh hume bata sakta hai ke academy main kuch huya tha kya," ACP Pradyuman said.

*****

Outside CID bureau, 7:54PM

Abhijeet and Daya stopped a little distance from the bureau and then Daya asked, "Kya dekh rahe the boss?"

"Facebook aur Twitter ke posts dekh raha tha. Baar baar news pe yehi announce kar rahe the ke logon ne social media pe narazegi dikhayi hai toh bas wohi dekh raha tha," Abhijeet replied.

"Arre Abhijeet aisa kyun kar rahe ho? Case solve ho jayega aur phir log sab bhool jayenge. Sir sahi keh rahe hain. Aise cheezon ko choro," Daya commented.

"Tum toh aise keh rahe ho jaise tumhe nahi jaana hai ke kya keh rahe hain log," Abhijeet said.

"Ho rahi hai. Lekin case ke concentrate kar raha hoon. Kal tak Chitrole ko khooni ka naam jo batana hai," Daya responded, rolling his eyes at the thought of Chitrole.

"Iss Chitrole ko pata nahi kya maza aata hai hume pareshan karne main," Abhijeet said. "Chal thik hai. Wapas kam pe lagte hain. Freddy aur Nikhil ne kuch aur police officers ke naam nikale hain jo Royal Academy se June 1991 main graduate huye the. Jab tak Viren sir nahi milte hain tab tak inhe logon se mil lete hain."

*****

CID bureau, 9:28PM

Freddy looked up from the computer in surprise. Sachin noticed and asked, "Kya huya Freddy? Aisa kya dekh liya?"

"Sir main Royal Academy ke baare main aur pata kar raha tha aur ek purana article mila hai Royal Academy Times ke archives main. Dekhiye aap bhi," Freddy replied.

Sachin came around to check the article and was surprised as well. At that time Abhijeet and Daya came back after having spoken to 2 police officers. They noticed and Daya asked, "Kya huya? Tum dono aise hairan kyun lag rahe ho?"

"Sir June 1991 ke batch ko ek mahine ke liye DCP Chitrole bhi padhane gaye the. Ek purana chota sa article mila hai Royal Academy ke newspaper main," Freddy replied.

"Dekhao," Abhijeet said, coming around with Daya.

The 2 read through it and then Abhijeet said, "Yeh lo. Yeh aadmi hamara peecha yahan bhi nahi chorega."

"Kaun sa aadmi?" Viren asked, as he walked into the CID bureau. He looked around and commented, "CID bureau toh kafi badle gaya hai jab se main yahan tha."

"Kafi nahi. Bahut zada badle gaya hai sir," Daya commented, smiling.

"Viren sir," Asha said, smiling.

"Asha, Daya, Abhijeet, Freddy. Arre wah. Lagta hai CID badla hi nahi hai jab se main gaya hoon," Viren commented, shaking hands with everyone one-by-one.

Abhijeet replied, "Bas thoda sa badla. Team baari ho gayi hai. Aur Asha sirf iss case ke liye yahan hai."

ACP Pradyuman and Dr. Salunkhe came in discussing the bodies at that time as well. Dr. Salunkhe saw Asha and Viren and asked, "Yahan koi reunion chal raha hai kya? Aur mujhe kyun nahi bataya ke yeh dono yahan hain?"

"Arre Salunkhe woh Chitrole hai naa hamare saar pe. Uske wajah se kuch yaad hi nahi raha," ACP Pradyuman responded, sounding apologetic.

"Sir mujhe yahan kyun bulaya hai?" Viren asked, after shaking hands with Dr. Salunkhe.

"Viren hum ek case pe kam kar rahe hain. Pichle teen dino main teen police officers maare gaya hain. Aur teeno main Royal Academy common hai. Teeno Royal Academy se June 1991 main graduate huye the," ACP Pradyuman explained.

"Aur uss waqt DCP Chitrole bhi wahan the ek visiting teacher ke roop main ek mahine tak," Daya added.

"Chitrole yahan bhi? Yeh Chitrole naa," ACP Pradyuman said, angrily. He changed the topic and said, "Viren tum bhi ussi waqt Royal Academy se graduate huye the. Hum jaana chahte ke wahan uss waqt kuch huya tha kya jiski wajah se yeh teeno maare jayenge itne saalon baad?"

"Sir yeh teeno officers kaun the?" Viren asked.

"Inspector Suhani Shroff, Inspector Viraj Raina, aur Senior Inspector Kapil Gupta," Nikhil replied.

"Suhani aur Viraj ko main jaanta hoon lekin Kapil ke saath zada jaan pehchaan nahi thi," Viren said, after thinking about the names for a few minutes.

"Viren sir uss waqt kuch huya tha kya police academy main uss waqt?" Abhijeet asked.

"Ek cheez huyi thi. Waise toh zada tar hum nakli cases solve karte hain lekin uss saal humne ek asli case solve kiya tha," Viren replied.

"Matlab sir?" Daya asked.

"Hamare graduation se ek mahine pehle 2 laashein mili thi hamare academy ke grounds pe. Ek middle-aged aurat aur ek bachi. Uss waqt ek ACP Chitrole wahan aaye huye the. Unhe case diya gaya aur unhone 5 cadets ko chuna tha. Suhani, Viraj, aur Kapil chune gaye the. Do aur cadets the. Shayad unke naam Mansi Verma aur Neil Brian the," Viren started.

"Yani DCP Chitrole uss waqt ACP Chitrole the," Daya commented. "Uss case main huya kya tha sir?"

"Academy main uss waqt teen gardeners the. Unhe main se ek ko giraftaar kiya gaya tha do hafton ki investigation ke baad. Mujhe uske eliva toh zada kuch nahi pata hai kyun ki main case main involved nahi tha. Lekin shayad dono auratein uss gardener ke parivaar wale the," Viren replied.

"Case archives main hoga?" ACP Pradyuman asked.

"Pata nahi sir. Jahan tak mujhe lagta hai jo cases academy main aate the woh wahani rehte the. Aur waise bhi academy main zada log nahi aate hain. Par mujhe pura yakeen nahi hai," Viren answered.

"Thik hai. Hum dekh lete hain. Pata karo iss case ke baare main jaldi se," ACP Pradyuman said.

*****

Police archives, 10:45PM

Freddy pulled out another binder and started flipping through it. Nikhil pulled out the last binder for 1991 and looked through it as well. Abhijeet finished his binder and asked, "Kuch mila iss case ke baare main?"

"Nahi sir," Freddy replied, putting away the binder he had.

"Nahi sir. Isme bhi nahi hai," Nikhil answered.

"Toh phir academy main hi hoga. Viren sir, Daya, aur Purvi wahan hain. Unhe mil jaana chahiye," Abhijeet said, putting away the binder he had pulled out as well.

*****

Royal Academy archives, 10:50PM

"Waise toh hum bhar walon ko hamare record room main nahi aane dete hain lekin yeh hamare hi officers ke zindagi ka sawal hai. Yahan aap ko sab kuch milega. Hamare zada cases nahi hai. Woh piche wale stands pe saare cases milenge," the record room keeper said.

"Shukriya," Daya said.

The keeper left and the 3 officers went directly to the shelves that the keeper had pointed to. They started going through each file and Viren found the case after 20 minutes. He said, "Daya yeh raha. Yeh hai woh case."

Daya took the file from Viren and went through it. "Chalo sir. Case mil gaya. Ab isko dhyaan se bureau main dekhte hain."

*****

CID bureau, Saturday, 12:10AM

"Case ko summarize karke jaldi se batao Daya," ACP Pradyuman said.

"Sir do log maare gaye the. Ek aurat aur ek ladki. Aurat gardener, Shirish Kumar, ki behen hai aur ladki uski bhatiji. Dono ki laash subah subah mili. Paanch cadets aur Chitrole sir ne case do hafton main solve kiya. Unhe pata chala ke aurat ki pati ke maut ke baad se dono Shirish ke saath rehne lage the. Unhe lagta hai ke Shirish thak gaya tha aapni behen aur bhatiji ki dekh bhaal karte karte aur isli unhe maar diya. Aur unke paas sirf ek saboot tha. Jis aale se khoon huya waise hi aala Shirish ke paas tha jo gayab ho gaya tha khoon ke baad. Aur koi saboot nahi the," Daya recounted.

"Shirish ke aur koi parivaar wale?" Sachin asked.

"Kuch likha nahi hai iss file main," Daya replied.

"Viren tumhe kuch yaad hai? Koi aur parivaar wala?" ACP Pradyuman asked.

"Sir pata nahi. Case bahut purana hai aur mujhe toh Shirish bhi thik se yaad nahi hai," Viren replied, shaking his head.

"Shirish ko kitni saza huyi Daya?" Asha asked.

"Isme likha hai ke usse 25 saal ki saza huyi," Daya replied.

"Matlab iss saal woh riha ho jayega yah ho gaya hoga," Asha commented.

"Asha yeh bhi ho sakta hai ke usse pehle hi woh chut gaya," Viren said.

"Daya jaldi se baki dono officers aur Chitrole ke liye security arrange karo. Kal koi nahi marna chahiye. Aur iss Shirish ko dhoondne main lag jao," ACP Pradyuman said.

*****

CID bureau, 1:53AM

DCP Chitrole banged into the CID bureau and demanded, "Pradyuman yeh kya bakwas ho rahi hai? Mere ghar pe achanak se che constables kya kar rahe hain?!!"

"Sir aapki jaan ko khatra hai. Jisne inhe teen officers ko maara hai woh aap ko bhi maar sakta hai," ACP Pradyuman replied, curtly.

"Kyun? Maine kya kiya?!!" DCP Chitrole demanded.

"Aapne ek galat insaan ko saza dilwa di thi. Yah kum se kum usse yehi laga tha ke usse galat saza mili hai. Ab woh ek ek karke sab ko maar raha hai," ACP Pradyuman replied.

"Maine inhe logon ke saath kabhi kam nahi kiya hai," DCP Chitrole said, overconfidentally.

"Kiya hai sir. Aur hamare paas pura saboot hai," Abhijeet said. "Viren sir."

"Sir aapne inhe paanchon ke saath Royal Academy main kam kiya hai. Jab yeh cadets the aur aap wahan pe ek visiting officer. Aapne ek gardener, Shirish Kumar, ko do khoon main arrest kiya tha. Aur koi uski badla le raha hai," Viren recounted.

"Paanch? Abhi toh teen hi maarein hain," DCP Chitrole said, confused.

"Do teen din aur di jiye. Aur log bhi maar jayenge," ACP Pradyuman said.

"Iss khooni ko jaldi pakdo Pradyuman. Koi aur officer nahi maarna chahiye," DCP Chitrole said, warningly.

"Ab sir hum jitna jaldi kam kar sakte hain kar rahe hain. Hamare paas waise bhi sirf 8 ghante hi bache hain aapke deadline ko pura karne main," ACP Pradyuman said, sarcastically.

"Koi deadline nahi hai. Bas ek aur khoon nahi hona chahiye," DCP Chitrole said, worriedly, before leaving the bureau.

"Sir agar koi deadline nahi hai toh phir sab ko thoda sa araam kar lena chahiye. Warna kam thik se nahi hoga," Asha suggested.

"Thik hai. Subah phir lagte hain case pe," ACP Pradyuman agreed.

*****

Abhijeet's house, 2:45AM

"Boss yeh log toh pagal ho gaye hain," Daya said as he read through the Facebook posts.

"Ab toh yeh tabhi shant hoga jab khooni pakda jayega," Abhijeet replied.

"Abhijeet ACP sir ne kaha hai naa ke yeh sab nahi dekhna hai aur case pe concentrate karna hai. Toh band karo," Daya suggested.

"Karta hoon," Abhijeet agreed.

He closed Facebook and turned off the laptop. Then the 2 got into their beds and went to sleep for a few hours.

*****

CID bureau, 9:32AM

"Isme toh ek aur gardener ka witness statement bhi hai jisme woh keh raha hai ke usne khud dekha hai ke Shirish ne Lata ko jaan se maarne ki dhamki di hai," Viren said, as he went through the case file again.

"Sir aisa toh koi bhi keh sakta hai gusse main. Iska matlab toh nahi ke woh sach main maar dega aapni behen ko," Purvi offered.

"Bilkul Purvi. Lekin agar koi badla le raha hai toh iss gardener ki bhi toh jaan ko khatra hai," Viren clarified.

Abhijeet said, as he had a look at the file as well, "Isme yeh bhi likha hai ke Shirish ka aapna beta tha che saal ka. Ussi gardener ne yeh bayan diya hai."

"Mujhe bhi kuch aisa hi mila hai. Shirish ke baare main hamare criminal database main bhi hai. Iske hisaab se Shirish ke bete ko aantale bhej diya gaya tha. Uss aantale jaa kar check kar sakte hain ke woh kahan gaya tha," Daya said.

"Aur hum wapas Royal Academy jaate hain. Iss gardener ke baare main aur pata lagne ke liye," Viren said.

*****

Gandhi Orphanage, 10:25AM

"25 saal pehle ke records? Dekhne parenge agar itne purane records hain bhi yah nahi," the man said, thoughtfully.

"Kya aap dekh sakte hain? Bahut zaroori hai ke hum yeh Suresh ko trace karen," Daya said.

"Aap bhetiye. Main dhoondta hoon," the man agreed.

Daya and Sachin took a seat in the hall.

*****

Royal Academy, 10:32AM

Viren, Freddy, and Purvi stepped into the record room. Viren said, "Jhanak Lal. Uski employee records chahiye hume. Dhoondo."

Viren, Freddy, and Purvi spread out and started going through the multitude of shelves with employee records. About 10 minutes later, Purvi found the records. She said, "Sir mil gaya. Iske hisaab se Jhanak Lal ne kam khoon ke paanch saal baad hi chor diya tha."

"Address kya hai. Wahani shuru karte hain," Viren said.

*****

Gandhi Orphanage, 10:52AM

The man returned with a file. "Sir mil gaya. Aap jis bache ke baare main pooch rahe the uske baare main sab kuch mil gaya."

"Kya bata sakte hain aap hume Suresh ke baare main?" Sachin asked.

"Woh 25 saal pehle yahan aaya tha. Do saal baad usse adopt kar liya gaya tha. Main aap ko unka address de sakta hoon jinhone Suresh ko adopt kiya tha," the man offered.

"Di jiye," Daya said.

*****

A chawl, 11:21AM

Viren stopped a lady and asked, "Kya yahan pe koi Jhanak Lal hai?"

"Jhanak Lal. Nahi. Yahan aisa koi nahi hai," the lady replied.

"Woh yahan pe 25 saal pehle tak yahani the. Koi hai jo yahan pe pichle 25 saalon se hai jo hume bata sakta hai ke woh kahan hai?" Viren asked.

"Aap Bansi Kaka se mil sakte hain. Woh pehli kholi unki hai," the lady replied, pointing the 3 officers to the right kholi.

Viren, Freddy, and Purvi went over to the kholi and stopped as an old man came out. Viren asked, "Aap Bansi Kaka hain?"

"Ji. Aap log kaun hain?" Bansi Kaka replied, as he sat down on a chair.

"Hum log CID se hain. Aap se ek Jhanak Lal ke baare main poochna hai. Aap jaante hain usse?" Viren asked.

"Jhanak Lal," Bansi Kaka said, thoughtfully. "Haan jaanta hoon. Wohi naa jo ek police academy main maali the?"

"Ji. Wohi. Hum unhe dhoond rahe hain. Kya aap unhe jaante ho?" Freddy asked.

"Ji. Lekin woh ab yahan nahi hai. 10 saal pehle woh kisi aur chawl main shift ho gaye the," Bansi Kaka said.

"Kya aap jaante hain kaunse chawl main?" Purvi asked.

"Shayad Dadar. Wahan unki beti rehti hai aur woh aapni beti ke paas rehne jaa rahe the," Bansi Kaka answered.

"Ji. Shukriya," Viren said.

*****

Dhawans' house, 11:33AM

Abhijeet rang the doorbell and asked Nikhil, "Tumhe pura yakeen hai naa ke Daya ne yehi address diya tha?"

"Ji sir," Nikhil replied.

At that time the door opened. Abhijeet asked, "Ji aap Mrs. Dhawan hain?"

"Ji haan. Aap log kaun ho?" Mrs. Dhawan asked.

"Hum log CID se hain," Abhijeet said, holding up his badge.

"Kya huya sir? Aap log yahan kya kar rahe hain?" Mrs. Dhawan asked, worriedly.

"Darsal hum aapke bete se milne aaye the. Hume Gandhi Aantale se pata chala ke aapne 23 saal pehle ek bache ko gaud liya tha. Suresh Kumar ko. Hum usse milna chahte the kuch sawal poochne ke liye," Abhijeet said.

"Suresh se," Mrs. Dhawan repeated, worriedly.

"Kyun kya huya?" Abhijeet asked.

"Woh yahan nahi hai. Darsal woh kareeb paanch saal pehle ghar chor ke chala gaya tha aur ab pata nahi woh kahan hoga," Mrs. Dhawan said, sadly.

"Aap ke paas uski koi photo hai?" Abhijeet asked.

"Ji. Main laati hoon," Mrs. Dhawan agreed.

She went inside and came out with a photo a few minutes later. Abhijeet took the photo and said, "Shukriya. Hum khud dhoond lenge ab isse."

*****

CID bureau, 1:45PM

"Kya mila hai abhi tak?" ACP Pradyuman asked.

"Zada kuch nahi sir. Jhanak Lal ghar pe nahi tha aur kisi ko nahi pata hai ke woh kahan hain," Viren replied.

"Aur Suresh aapne ghar se paanch saal pehle chala gaya tha. Kisi ko nahi pata hai ke woh kahan hai," Abhijeet said.

"Toh phir dono ko dhoondo. Kisi bhi taran se. Jaldi dhoondo," ACP Pradyuman said. "Daya tum kya kar rahe ho?"

Daya had been on the computer looking at something carefully. He looked at ACP Pradyuman with a slightly guilty expression and said, "Sir woh logon ke posts padh raha tha jo CID pe gussa ho rahe hain social media pe."

"Daya usko choro. Logon ko jo kehna hai kehne do. Ek baar khooni pakda jaaye phir kam hamara ho jayega," ACP Pradyuman said.

*****

CID bureau, 4:10PM

"Yeh mil gaya Suresh. Ab isse pakdne main zada samay nahi lagega," Daya commented.

"Thodi deer baad Daya. Ek aur khoon ho gaya hai. Jhanak Lal abhi abhi maara huya mila hai ek garden main," Asha said, coming in sombrely.

"Jhanak Lal. Isne Jhanak Lal ko kyun maara hai?" Daya asked, surprised.

"Koi toh wajah hogi," Asha said. "Abhijeet, Viren sir, Sachin, aur Purvi gaya hain crime scene pe dekhne ke liye ke kya huya hai."

"Thik hai. Hum log iss Suresh ke peeche lagte hain. Shirish ko bhi dhoond rahe hain Freddy aur Nikhil," Daya said.

"Thik hai. Kya mila hai Suresh ke baare main?" Asha asked.

"Uska cell number mil gaya hai. Phone records mangwaye hain. Aate hi honge," Daya replied.

*****

CID bureau, 6:15PM

Abhijeet looked around and when he saw that everyone was busy in work, he turned to Facebook and started going through the new posts on the case. Then he stopped at a post. He read it again and again and then whispered, "Daya."

"Haan Abhijeet," Daya asked, looking up from the phone records.

"Yeh dekho," Abhijeet said.

Daya came around and read the post. He said, "Yeh toh shayad Suresh hi ho sakta hai. ACP sir ko batana hoga."

"Tumhe pata hai naa ke unka kya jawab hoga jab unhe pata chalega ke hum Facebook pe gaye the," Abhijeet reminded.

"Koi baat nahi. Isse khooni araam se mil sakta hai," Daya said.

"Thik hai," Abhijeet agreed.

Daya went over to ACP Pradyuman's cabin and brought him over. ACP Pradyuman asked, "Kya mila hai?"

"Sir hume ek post mila hai jisme shayad kuch likha hai ke ab kya hoga aage," Abhijeet said.

"Abhijeet, Daya maine kaha tha naa ke iss sab pe dhyaan naa karo. Toh phir kyun dekha?" ACP Pradyuman demanded.

"Sir bas dekh liya," Abhijeet said.

"Acha kya likha hai?" ACP Pradyuman asked.

Abhijeet read it aloud, "Char gaye, teen rahe. Ab jayega woh jisne iss case main har pal aapni tang aariyi aur do hafte ke samay de kar yunhi kisi ko giraftaar kar liya. Toh kya huya ke woh ek baara aadmi hai ab. Lekin ab woh jayega. Bahut door. Jahan uske baki saathi gaye hain. Aur woh bhi aaj raat ko. Kyun ki ab intezaar nahi hota hai."

"Baki teen kaun hain?" ACP Pradyuman asked.

"Sub-Inspector Neil Brian, ACP Mansi Verma, aur DCP Chitrole," Daya replied.

"Yeh baare aadmi ki baat kar raha hai jo tang aara raha hai. Yeh toh sirf Chitrole hi hoga," ACP Praduyman deduced.

"Aur aaj raat ko unpe hamla hoga," Abhijeet said.

"Unki security bhada do. Aisa karo Sachin aur Freddy ko bhi bhej do. Chitrole kaise bhi ho uski jaan nahi jaani chahiyi," ACP Pradyuman said. "Woh abhi ek defense conference main hai. 8 baje khatam hoga woh conference. Wahan se woh siddha aapne ghar jaana chahiye."

"Thik hai sir," Daya agreed.

"Suresh aur Shirish milen?" ACP Pradyuman asked.

"Shirish ko abhi bhi Viren aur Purvi bhar dhoond rahe hain. Suresh ka phone band hai lekin phone records main kuch common numbers mile hain. Bas unhe trace karne main lagenge," Daya replied.

"Jaldi pata karo uska," ACP Pradyuman nodded. "Main bhi jaata hoon Sachin aur Freddy ke saath Chitrole ki sureksha dekhne ke liye."

*****

Trident Hotel, 7:43PM

ACP Pradyuman came back from the reception desk and said, "Conference jaldi khatam ho gaya hai. Chitrole bas niklne wala hai. Peeche ke darwaze se niklenge sab."

"Par constables toh yahan hain sir," Sachin said, alarmed.

"Jaldi se peeche chalo phir," ACP Pradyuman said.

The 3 officers and 6 constables raced out the hotel to the back door. As they reached the back door, there were loud yells from inside and a few seconds later the door opened and a young man raced past them. ACP Pradyuman said, "Uska peecha karo jaldi!"

The constables raced after him as Sachin and Freddy raced inside. Inside a group of people were gathered around a man. Sachin pushed past the people to see that the man was DCP Chitrole who had been badly wounded with a scythe that was lying on the floor next to him. A man said, "Maine ambulance bula di hai. Woh aate hi honge."

ACP Pradyuman asked, "Yahan kya huya hai?"

"Pata nahi. Hum toh nikal rahe the. Chitrole ji washroom main gaya. Achanak se undar se unki chilani ki awaaz aayi. Hum log undar gaye toh ek jawan aadmi unhe maar raha tha aala se. Humne usse pakdne ki koshish ki lekin woh bhag gaya," a man replied.

The 6 constables came running back and reported, "Sir woh bhag gaya."

At that time a siren was heard that drew closer. A few minutes later, a few wardboys came rushing in and took DCP Chitrole away to the hospital. ACP Pradyuman said, "Jaldi se iss Suresh ko dhoondo. Main zara hospital se aata hoon."

*****

CID bureau, 8:43PM

"Abhijeet Shirish ka pata chal gaya hai," Viren said, coming in.

"Kahan hai woh?" Abhijeet asked.

"Woh 2 saal pehle jail se chut gaya tha. Usse cancer ho gaya tha. Do mahine baad hi woh maar gaya tha," Viren replied. "Suresh ka pata chala?"

"Sir Suresh ka phone abhi abhi on huya hai," Purvi said.

"Location kya hai?" Daya asked.

"Abhi aa raha hai," Purvi said.

She looked at the screen carefully and then said, "Sir mil gaya."

She stated the address. Viren said, "Thik hai. Chalo jaldi."

*****

A chawl, 9:52PM

Viren said, "Jaldi se sab ko undar bhejo."

Sachin, Freddy, and Nikhil started herding people inside. Once everyone was in their kholis, the team started forward for Suresh's kholi which was on the second floor right in the centre of 2 sets of stairs. Abhijeet assigned, "Freddy tum aur Nikhil yahani neeche raho. Agar woh kude toh pakde lena. Sachin tum iss sidde ke paas raho."

"Main iss sidde ke paas rehti hoon," Asha interrupted, before Abhijeet could say anything else.

"Thik hai. Hum upar humla karte hain," Abhijeet agreed.

Viren and Daya took one set of stairs and Abhijeet and Purvi took the other set of stairs. They met in the front of the kholi. Daya banged on the door and said, "Suresh Kumar bhar niklo! CID! Bhar niklo! Tum bach nahi sakte ho!"

The door opened and a shot flew the door. Viren, Daya, Abhijeet, and Purvi pressed against the wall as the fire flew through the door. Viren said, "Main undar jaa raha hoon. Cover karo."

"Nahi sir. Hum jaate hain," Abhijeet refuted.

"Nahi. Main jaa raha hoon," Viren responded.

Viren pushed the door open as Suresh yelled, "Undar aaye toh gaye!"

Suresh fired another shot through the door. Viren kept low as Abhijeet yelled, "Suresh goli chaliyi toh tum hi maaroge!"

Abhijeet and Daya fired a warning shot each into the room as Viren walked in. Then Abhijeet said, "Main bhi undar jaa raha hoon ab."

Daya agreed, "Main bhi aata hoon. Purvi peeche se aane ki koshish karo."

Purvi nodded, "Ji sir."

Abhijeet and Daya walked into the room with their guns drawn to see Viren and Suresh pointing guns at each other. Abhijeet and Daya levelled their guns at Suresh. Daya said, "Suresh gun neeche karke aapne ko hamare hawale kar do. Hum teen hain aur tum akele ho."

"Nahi karonga!" Suresh responded, firing a shot at Daya, who ducked.

"Suresh! Aakhri baar keh rahe hain. Aapne aap ko hamare hawale kar do!" Abhijeet yelled.

As Abhijeet said that, Purvi climbed up a ladder to the window to Suresh's kholi. Suresh responded, "Nahi karonga!"

He fired 2 more shots. Viren crawled forward as Suresh fired those shots. Then he stopped as Suresh fired another shot at his feet. Daya whispered to Abhijeet, "Che shots ho gaye hain. Gun che load wali hi lagta hai."

"Main check karwata hoon," Abhijeet responded in a low voice. In a loud voice he said, "Suresh! Ek aur goli maari aur tumhe maarne hum nahi rukenge!"

Suresh turned his gun on Abhijeet and fired a shot, but the gun was empty. At this time Purvi had squeezed through the window as Abhijeet, Daya, and Viren pounced on Suresh. Within seconds they had Suresh on the ground and handcuffed. He struggled against the bonds, but the 3 didn't let him get away as Purvi kept her gun trained on Suresh.

*****

CID bureau, 10:40PM

ACP Pradyuman said, over the phone from City Hospital, "Chalo acha. Pakda toh gaya."

Daya asked, "Sir DCP sir kaise hain?"

"Khatre se bhar hain. Yeh Chitrole naa hume jeene deta hai naa peecha chorta hai. Case main nahi aata hai toh chot kha kar aa jaata hai. Aur iss case main toh dono tarekon se aa gaya hai. Kher uski zindagi bach jayegi. Iski khushi hai," ACP Pradyuman said.

"Sir aap hospital se kab aayenge?" Viren asked.

"Viren ek baar woh uth jaaye phir aa jaonga. Usse pata chalna chahiye ke hum logon ko bhi iski fikar hoti hai," ACP Pradyuman commented. "Woh Suresh kya keh raha hai?"

"Aap ko hum speaker pe rakhte hain sir. Hum bas usse sawal hi poochne wale hain," Abhijeet said, as Freddy forced Suresh to take a seat.

"Koi sawal poochne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Main sab kuch khud hi keh dete hoon. Haan maara hai maine unhe teeno officers ko aur Jhanak Lal ko. Uss DCP ko bhi maarne wale the. Lekin log aa gaye aur hume bhagna paara," Suresh said, sullenly. "Mere baap ko mujhse cheen liya tha unhone! Mere papa ne buaji aur Suman ko nahi maara! Unhe kisi aur ne maara hai! Lekin phir bhi uss police team ne sirf ek aale ke basis pe mere papa ko 25 saal ki saza dilwa di. Mujhe aantale bhej diya. Wahan se koi aur ne mujhe gaud le liya. Papa ko jail main cancer ho gaya. Aur issi liye unhe jaldi chor diya warna woh log chorte nahi unhe. Jis din Papa jail se nikle main sab ko dhoondne lag gaya. Do saal lage lekin uss case main har insaan ko dhoonda. Papa ke death anniversary pe maine unka badla lena shuru kiya. Bas iss baat ka absoos hai ke teen log reh gaye."

"Unhe logon ki gun tumhare haat main kaise aayi?" Abhijeet demanded.

"Mujhe dekhiye. Kya main ek threat lagta hoon? Koi gunda koi criminal lagta hoon? Nahi. Nahi lagta hoon. Isli unhe logon ko shaq bhi nahi huya ke main unhe maarne wala hoon. Suhani ke itne paas se guzara ke uski gun maine araam se uske holder se nikal li. Aur isse pehle ke usse pata chalta maine usse maar diya. Aur Viraj aur Kapil ko toh maine unke ghar main maara. Gun side main paari thi. Bas utha ke maar diya. Ghar gaya tha dono ke delivery boy ban ke. Bas wahani se banduk uthayi aur maar diya unhe. Jhanak ko maine uske hi aale se maara. Lekin DCP ke liye maine khas ek aala chuna. Kyun ki usse aale ke wajah se usne mere papa ko ked kiya tha. Unke liye unki banduk nahi istamal karne wala tha main. Aur maar bhi deta. Lekin pata nahi tha ke log itne paas hain. Bas Neil aur Mansi reh gaye hain. Unhe main unki hi banduk se maarne wala tha. Kal aur parson. Lekin absoos. Usse pehle hi pakda gaya," Suresh replied.

"Woh Facebook post kyun kiya?" Daya asked.

"Maaze ke liye. Dekhna chahta tha ke pakda jaonga yah nahi. Mujhe pura yakeen tha ke pakda nahi jaonga. Lekin absoos. Pakda gaya," Suresh replied, shrugging.

"Le jao isse," Viren said, in disgust.

The team turned back to the phone as Nikhil took Suresh away. ACP Pradyuman asked, "Usse le gaye?"

"Ji sir. Le gaye," Sachin replied.

"Chalo acha hai. Uske khilaaf non-bailable warrant jaari karo. Woh nikalna nahi chahiye," ACP Pradyuman said.

"Sir jaldi wapas aayega. Mujhe aur Viren sir ko kal subah jaana hai wapas aapne kam pe. Aap se ek baar milna tha," Asha said.

"Main kal subah aa jaonga," ACP Pradyuman said, with a smile in his voice as the team smiled in the bureau as well.

*****

CID bureau, Sunday, 8:40AM

Asha shook hands with Abhijeet and then with Daya before stepping back for Viren to finish shaking hands with Abhijeet and Daya. ACP Pradyuman said, "Acha laga aapne do kabal aur itne purane officers se itne saalon baad mil kar."

"Sir hume bhi acha laga wapas aa kar itne saalon baad," Viren agreed, looking at Asha.

"Bureau badle gaya hai lekin log zada nahi badle hain. Abhijeet sir hain, Daya hai, Freddy hai, aap hain, Dr. Salunkhe hain, aur ab teen naye officers bhi hain. Lekin phir bhi bureau badle nahi hai," Asha commented.

"Aur badlega bhi nahi. Kabhi wapas aana ho toh ab pata hai ke hum kahan hain," Daya responded, with a large smile.

"Ab wapas aana toh mushkil hai. Lekin yaad zaroor rakhenge aur milne zaroor aayenge," Viren said, smiling.

"DCP sir kaise hain?" Asha asked.

"Woh thik hain. Agle hafte unhe chor denge," ACP Pradyuman said, with a sigh.

"Chor denge? Aap toh aise keh rahe hain jaise unhe kisi jail main rakha tha," Viren said, chuckling.

"Unhe nahi. Hume rakha huya hai. Jab woh bhar hote hain," Abhijeet replid, with a chuckle.

The team, Viren, and Asha laughed appreciatively at that. Then Viren said, with a final salute, "Ab hum chalte hain."

Viren and Asha nodded their greetings and left after waving goodbye at the team.

Prologue

Aaj ke zamane me social media ek khas shabd hain. Mano toh yeh zindegi ki ek ahem hissa ban chuka hain. Log pal pal isme apni niji zindegi ki choti si choti baaten, bade se bade ghatnayen share karte hain... status update karte rehte hain. Lekin kya aap soch sakte hain, yahi social media... Social networking sites ke zariyen koi dil dehla dene wala apradh ki gutti suljhaya ja sakta hain? Nehi na? Hume bhi pahele yakeen nehi hua. Lekin hum ek chance lena chahte the. Aur uska natija... CID ke itihaas me sab se khatarnak mujrimon me se ek yahi social media ke zariye hi pakra gaya. Aap khud hi dekh lijiye kayse...?

Senior inspector Abhijeet completed the introduction of one of the most brain-shaking case of CID in his ever confident attitude.

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& THE CASE STARTS...

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It was a quiet and pleasant night. Only sound from wall clock indicating the time was 2 A.M.

A pretty young girl nearly aged 19/20 years was sleeping peacefully on a king size bed wrapping a light pink floral blanket.

Mild sound of air conditioner was producing a smooth background note inside the well-furnished room.

The bed was adjacent to wall which had a glass window and faint moonlight entering through enlightened a fishbowl on a nearby table with one gold fish in it.

Right next to her bed there was a dressing table decorated by so many types of trendy cosmetics, different accessories and cute soft toys, at a side of which a brand new Samsung Galaxy S7 phone was placed connected with charger.

Phone started ringing and stopped after a few seconds.

But no change in the room happened.

The phone rang for a second again and without opening eyes, the lady reached out to the phone and picked it.

Ringing stopped.

For getting clear view, the big eyelashes lastly separated and the lady sat up on bed frowned badly, tried the switch of her bed side lamp but it didn't turned on. She blabbered something and switched on another high power light.

After few minutes the phone in her hand started ringing for the third time flashing private number and the young lass jumped down from her royal bed felt something strange.

She looked around the room and thinking something ran towards the door but to her surprise it was locked from outside! She banged on the wooden door but no use. Window also locked from inside of her room as she did before going to sleep. She got puzzled.

The girl started shouting calling her parents and siblings outside but then realized that there was no use as all of her family went to Varanasi that morning only attaining a relative's marriage ceremony. She stayed back alone in their lavish apartment as her semester exam of law yet to be started from the day after tomorrow.

She gathered some courage and madly reached at her phone lying on bed and opened contacts to call someone for help but noticed that all her contacts were erased. She felt suffocating couldn't seemed to remember anyone's number in tension.

She was thinking for opening window & looking for any support even in that odd hour of night, a low click sound came from anywhere as if some lock had been opened. She quickly turned her head at random directions holding her breath.

A dangerous growling sound came from her back, a great whirling started in water of fishbowl as the gold fish continuously jumping and swimming hard in its small kingdom...

something splashed on bed and the body of the gorgeous young lady freely fell down on white marbled floor following Newton's law of gravitation.

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Next Morning

Ting tong!

Ting tong!

Yeh ladhki bhi, kya yaar! Ghore bech ke so rahi hain. A curly hairy specs worn middle aged lady adjusted her sky blue coat properly and again knocked the door with a loud call... Natasha! Natasha! Beta, darwaja kholo... Nats I'm getting late. Tum shun bhi rahe ho? Natashaaa!

Some neighbors opened their doors with irritating faces.

Excuse me madam, any problem? Security guard of Tower View Residency asked her.

Problem hain ki nehi ye tum kaho? Tum ihan ka security guard ho. Ek unnish saal ki bachhi darwaja nehi khol rahi hain... subha ki nau bajne laga hain... tum batao? The middle aged lady showed her attitude. Koi aaya tha isse milne? Kahin bahar gaya kya?

Nodding in no, Madam aap... phone try...? Security person stopped abruptly seeing lady's burning glare.

Ok madam, main koshish karta hoon. He ran to his office to try intercom and returned after some time with a dejected face.

Kya mushibat subha subha. Shor machake rakha hain. Akeli bachhi ghar pe chor ke jane ki hi kya zaroorat tha iski Maa-Baap ko?Someone from neighbors murmured irritatingly.

Neglecting all whispers the lady pulled out another cell set from her jean pocket. While matching a number she turned at others,kuch pata hain aap me se kisi ko? Natasha kal raat ghar par hi thi... Main baat ki thi usse. Ghar bhi andar se lock hain. Koi awaz wagayra, kisi ne shuna hain kuch?

All and sundry nodded negative.

The coat worn middle aged lady finally attached her phone with her ears... Hello ACP sir!

The head of CID Mumbai, ACP Pradyuman astonished seeing the caller id in that early morning, without delay he picked up the call... haan, Dr. Pradhan?

Sir mere ek pahechan wale ke ghar me kuch gadbad lag raha hain. Akeli bachhi hain sir ghar me. Phone bhi nehi lag raha hain... koi awaz nehi hain andar se. Mujhe thik nehi lag raha sir. Forensic expert Dr. Niyati Pradhan told all worriedly from other side of telephone.

ACP Pradyuman tried to calm her down, advised to contact with local police station and assured her he will sent his two officers there as soon as possible as it's to some extent their personal matter due to involvement of Forensic expert of their department.

The whisper turned little clear. Kya! Yeh police wale hain?

Kahiye Inspector Dalvi, hum kya madat kar sakte? ACP Pradyuman sat on his chair. Wayse wo bachhi, Natasha, humare Forensic expert Dr. Pradhan ke family friend ki beti thi. Us hisab se ye kuch humara niji mamla ban gaya.

Sir, hum samajh sakte hain Dr. Pradhan shock me hain. Akhir wo bachhi ki bahat karib the. Aur aise dardnak maut. Inspector Makrand Dalvi from Bandra west police station paused. Lekin sir hume unse primary sawal-zawab toh karna hi padhega. Teenage bachhi, akshar Maa-Baap ke alawa kisi aur se dosti is umar me jada paya jata hain.

Hum samajhte hain Inspector Dalvi, hum apko koi bhi madat ke liye tyar rahenge. Kabhi bhi zaroorat padhe, aap hume inform kijiyega. ACP Pradyuman finished professionally.

Hum samajh rahe hain sir. Lekin ye toh humara kaam hain. Inspector Dalvi hesitated.

Ye humara bhi roj ka kaam hain Inspector Dalvi. Main apko kisi bhi tarah ki madat ke liye tyar hoon. Puchiye kya puchna hain. Dr. Niyati Pradhan entered into ACP Pradyuman's cabin with red puffy eyes. Natasha ki khooni ko saza dilane ke liye mujhe joh kuch bhi karna padhe, jaisa bhi madat hoga mujhse, main sab kuch karungi. Humari Nats se... itni si phool si bachhi se kisiki kya dushmani ho sakta hain... mujhe samajh nehi aa raha. She pressed her lips to suppress her emotions.

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At Night

Nehi beta, tum ihan ki bilkul koi fikar mat karo. Idhar sab sahi chal raha hain. The genius head of Forensic department of CID Mumbai, Dr. Salunkhe changed his phone's position from his left ear to right ear.

Nehi nehi... kaam toh hota rahega. He got up from his seat.

Haan. Pressure hain. Mera bhi aur Pradyuman ka bhi. Daya aur Abhijeet dono hi mission me gaya hain. He noticed outside dark sky and then the wall clock.

Tarika! He made stop the other speaker on opposite side of telephone. Tum ek khas course ke liye gaye ho beta. Already gyara mahina ho chuka hain. Bas aur ek saal ki baat hain lagbhag. Achhe se ye complete karo aur phir idhar ka sochna. Yeh tumhare career ke liye bahat important hain. Dr. Salunkhe paused little. Wayse bhi aur ek doctor join kar chuke hain... inn dino ke liye... tumhare wapas aane tak. Main DCP sir se baat kiya tha kuch din pahele... unhone approve kar diye akhir me.

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After 3 Days

A soft instrumental melody was echoing in all surroundings.

The last orange rays of setting sun already disappeared and the sky became dense dark without any glittering star on its vast canopy.

A young couple sat at a corner in a roof top open air restaurant of a lavish shopping mall in the city of Mumbai.

The lady rested her head on man's shoulder cherishing outside bird's eye view of Queen's Necklace of Mumbai famous Marine Drive.Darling kayse sab kuch badal gaya... kuch din pahele humare parents iss shadi ke liye kitni shakti se mana kar rahe the. Aur aaj hum... She snuggled more.

Her husband tightened his grip over her shoulder. Purani baten bhul jao Ridhhi. Aab sab thik hain. Dono ke gharwale hi humare shadi ko maan liye. We are really very lucky having such understanding people as our parents. He smiled broad. His pretty wife also joined him.

Ridhhi: Shekhar, aab kuch order karo. Kab office se nikli hoon. Bahat bhukh lagi hain.

Shekhar lowered his face with a naughty ting in his voice. Wayse bhukh toh mujhe bhi laga hain jaan!

Ridhhi blushed badly getting the meaning of her husband's words. Shekaaar! She mockingly hit him with her elbow.

Ouch! Shekhar made a weird face. Kitna zalim hain biwi mera, Bhagwan! Thora romance bhi karne nehi deti!

Kya Shekhar! Aise khule aam... Chi! Bahat besharam hote jaa rahe ho tum. Aashpash aur bhi log hain humare. Ridhhi slapped on her prince's arm lightly while managing her red cheeks.

Hayyy hayyy... Biwi jee! Chaliye aab toh khana order kar hi dete hain hum. Ghar jana hain zaldi. Shekhar winked at his just weak old new bride smiling adoringly.

After a while their dinner served and they started merrily.

All on a sudden a kid entered the restaurant running and directly hit Ridhhi's chair from back resulted a bowlful curry fell on her dress created really a mess.

The kid's parents embarrassed very much with the sudden accident and apologize whole-hearted to Ridhhi and Shekhar who humbly managed the matter as it was just a kid's naughtiness.

After settling, Ridhhi: main washroom ho kar aati hoon Shekhar. Pura oily oily ho gaya mera suit. Tum khana khao.

Shekhar worriedly held his wife's hand. Main bhi chalun tumhare sath jaan?

Nehi darling. It's ok. Main bas yunn gayi aur yunn wapas aayi. Tum baytho. Ridhhi smiled at her hubby's concern.

Phir bhi... Shekhar insisted.

Nehi na Shekhar. Keep patience. I'll be back within 15 minutes. Ridhhi moved out left his impatient loving husband behind.

Kkkaaa... kaakk... kaun... Kaun ho tum? A panicked voice hit the walls of washroom. Kya... kya kar rahe ho? Kaun ho... tum? Bachao... bachaaao. Shekharrr... Followed by a metallic sound and Ridhhi's body leaned over the washbasin with a thud.

More than 20 minutes had passed already. Outside sitting at top floored restaurant, Shekhar got very much tensed. He got irritated on himself. Kya zaroorat tha mujhe aane ka? Ek toh aate waqt lift me phans gaye hum dono, power cut... wo bhi itne bade shopping mall me! Phir wo bachhe ke wajah se meri Ridhhi ki naya suit kharab ho gaya. Aab phone bhi le ke nehi gayi. Kitna waqt le rahi hain saaf karne me. Kya yaar, main idhar tension me hoon, ise samajhna chahiye ki nehi? Mujhe ihan aana hi nehi chahiye tha. Achha khasa kisi bade restaurant ke cabin me bayth ke aab hum dinner kar sakte the kahan. Aur maine hi zid pakadh li, ihan aana hain.

While noticing the minute hand of his wrist watch had covered more 10 minutes space of blue dial, he got up from his seat worriedly and picking all their personal belongings... he asked manager about the direction of washroom and after a while, shaking the whole premises... A heart-rending scream covered the area... Ridhhiii...

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One Weak Later

Bapi bapi... aaj ke na... ami duuu to ice cream khabo. Haan? (Dad, today I wanna two ice creams) A 6 years cute kid demanded crazily to his father.

Subho, gari chalachhi ami. Chup kore boso. (Subho, I am driving. Sit quietly) His father literally neglected son's words.

Na.. na... nah. Ami jani na. Aaj ke ami du to ice cream khabo, mane khaboi. Ami dadai ke bole debo... tumi amake aktuo bhalobaso na. Ice cream kine dao na. (No.. no.. no. I don't know. Today I wanna two ice creams, anyhow. Otherwise I will complain to my grandpa that you don't love me. You don't buy ice creams for me.) The kid started jumping in the narrow space in front of passenger seat.

Tomar dadai ke ami bhoy pai naki? (Do you think I am afraid of your grandpa?) His father rolled his eyes. Maa baron koreche... kal amra berate jabo na Kashmir? Jodi ice cream kheye tomar sorir kharap hoye jay, tokhon! (Your mom has forbidden... Tomorrow we will go for a visit to Kashmir, aren't we? If your health troubles after enjoying ice creams!)

Nannnaah. Naaa... naa. Bapi please. (No.. no.. no.. dad please.) The kid stopped seeing his father's serious face. Achha... duto na. Akta khai. (Ok... atleast give me one, please) He requested sweetly.

Uff... puro mayer moto hoeche. Kotha shunie tobe charbe. (Ditto copy of mother, our child is! You know how to convince) His father smiled in his own mind thinking about his beloved wife. Thik ache. Kintu eta tomar-amar secret. Kemon? Maa ke akdom bolbe na. Maa janle tumi, ami... dujonei bokuni khabo. (Ok. But it should be our secret. If your Mom comes to know about it, we both will be in trouble) He patted his child's cheek lovingly.

The kid, Subho grinned really big in reply.

After a while a roadside ice cream parlor caught their attention and his father stopped his car in front of it. Chup kore boso tumi. Ami ice cream niye aschi. (Stay like a good boy. I'll be back with ice cream) He stepped outside left his kid in car.

Babaaapiii... Mammaaa... Ah! (Daaad... Mooomm... Ah!)

Subho's father came out from parlor holding a Choco-chips bar and unlocked his car's door with a smiley call... Subhooo... Aa gaya mera bachha... tomar ice cream! (Subho, I am here... with your ice cream, my child!) But to his worst nightmare... his baby lied on front seat in his own pull of blood and the most horrifying was his eyes were still open and some reminiscence of tears still were there over his cheeks.

Subho's father lost his consciousness within a minute shouting a single lamenting Subhooo...

(ORIGINAL CONVERSATIONS ARE IN BENGALI)

Please hatiye... piche hatiye. Please... Inspector Nikhil from CID Mumbai barricaded the crime scene with the help of some constables while Inspector Fredric and Inspector Purvi were observing the kid's body keenly.

Fredric sighed: ise bhi chaku se! Itna chota bachha! Isko marne ka kya zaroorat ho sakta tha khooni ko?

Purvi took some snaps of dead body from inside and outside of car. Sayad family rivalry sir. She replied. Iska Mata-Pita se sayad kisi ka koi dushmani ho sakta hain, badla lene ke liye bachhe ko chuna.

They collect all possible evidences, talked with the locals... sent the body to Forensic and returned to bureau.

Wo bachha, Subho... uske Pita se koi baat ho paya? ACP Pradyuman asked his men.

Fredric: nehi sir. Bachhe ke Pita shock se behosh ho rahe hain baar baar. Hum doctor se mile. Lekin unka kehna hain... iss waqt unse baat karna sahi nehi hoga. Bahat jada mental pressure me hain.

ACP Pradyuman sighed. Aur Maa?

Fredric sadly: Maa ko bhi bahat jor ka sadma laga sir. Kal ye sab hone ke baad joh chup ho gaye wo, abhi tak koi awaz nehi nikla unke muh se.

ACP: koi witness... kuch?

Fredric dejectedly: nehi sir... garmi ka season. Aur dopahar ka waqt tha... shun-shan sadhak tha... sab baad me aa ke dekha. Us waqt koi nehi tha...

Purvi: sir, yeh log Bengali hain. Kolkata ke suburban area... Srirampur se hain. Subho ke Pita, Debashish Sarkar Chatrapati Shivaji Airport ka ground stuff hain. Aur unki patni, Ananya Sarkar houshwife. Wo bachha, Subho... Uska pura naam Subhashish Sarkar hain. Little Lily Nursery School me padhta tha. Mahaulle me hasmukh family sab keh raha hain. Pichle aat saal se wo log hain Mumbai me.

ACP Pradyuman interrupted. Address?

Purvi continued: 12/D, A. R. Street, Kandiveli. Hume itna hi pata chala padhoshiyon se aab tak. Ye pati-patni apne bachhe ko le kar rehta tha idhar. Aur koi family member sath me nehi rehta ihan... aate-jate rehte hain mahina-do mahina me. West Bengal se inke gharwale aa rahe hain raat ko. Aur baaten tab hi pata chalega.

Lekin sir, ek baat mujhe khatak raha hain. Fredric cut his junior.

ACP Pradyuman: kya?

Fredric: sir Ridhhi ki tarha Subho ke pet pe bhi chaku se war kiya gaya. Lekin Dr. Salunkhe jaysa keh rahe the... Ridhhi ko pahele kisi drug inject kiya gaya.. Waysa koi nishan hume dikha nehi Subho ke body me.

Khoon karne ka adha tarika ek hain. ACP Pradyuman thought for a moment. Thik hain. Tum log pahele pata karo, is Ridhhi aur Subho ke family me koi apsi connection hain kya? Aur Nikhil ko Debashish jee ke pash rukne ko kaho hospital me. Sachin se phir ek baar Ridhhi ke gharwalon se milne ko kaho.

He marched outside.

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Abhijeet thought for a playful leg-pulling season. Dr. Saab, aap... aap baat ko gol gol mat ghumiye aise. Ye toh simple si baat hain. Dekh ke hi pata chal raha. Ise samne se pet pe chaku mara gaya. He finished casually.

Haan mara gaya. Dr. Salunkhe supported. Main nehi kahe raha hoon, iss ladhki ko chaku laga nehi. Lekin chaku se iski maut hui nehi.

Matlab? Daya surprised.

Dr. Salunkhe: matlab ye ki, ye already mar chuki thi chaku lagne se pahele hi.

Aap kehna cha rahe hain, khooni ne ladhki ki dead body ko chaku mara! Fredric's mouth opened wide.

Haan Fredric, yahi actual baat hain. Is ladhki ko pahele drug inject kiya gaya. Phir iski maut sure karne ke liye iski pet pe chaku mara gaya. Aur wo chaku bhi bahat patla aur sharp edged kuch hoga. Normal regular use ka chaku nehi hain. Dr. Niyati Pradhan appeared in scene. Murder style Ridhhi se almost match karta hain.

Abhijeet, thoughtfully: hmm.

He continued: drug kaun sa pata chala, Dr. Pradhan?

Sodium Thiopental is the drug causing Ridhhi and this lady's death. She pointed computer screen.

Daya: agar is drug se maut ho gaya, khooni ne chaku kiun mara phirse?

Dr. Salunkhe casually: wo toh bhae tum log jano. Hume ye kehna hain bas... this Sodium Thiopental drug is the most dangerous & lethal in this world. Sirf five grams iska kisi ko agar inject kiya jayen, death will be obvious within one n half minutes.

Again a shock for cops. Itna jada khatarnak! Koi antidote?

Dr. Pradhan: nothing. Agar dose itna sa bhi jada ho jayen, ye apna khel dikha hi deta hain. Pahele ye drug anesthesia ke liye use hota tha. Lekin baad me ise Propofol naam ki ek dursa drug se replace kar diya gaya.

Abhijeet rubbed his corner of lips. You mean it's one of the Truth Serums?

Dr. Pradhan appreciated the sharp shine. Exactly Abhijeet. European Union me ye drug production totally ban hain. Humare ihan Borivli me ye drug banta hain with so many Govt. restrictions.

Abhijeet's face glowed up. Matlab company ka pata chal gaya. Chalo ek kaam to hua.

Dr. Salunkhe, while checking something: tumhe kayse se pata hain Propofol ke bare me Abhijeet?

The senior cop laughed mentally on this veteran doctor's jealousy. So he spiced up the issue more. Amm... aab aap se kya chupana Dr. saab! Wo Tarika jee, he carefully observed Dr. Salunkhe's dark face... wo Tarika jee ne mujhe ek baar bataye the... ek din... jab aap... lab me nehi the... hum dono... lab me... akela... tha.

Shut up Abhijeet! Dr. Salunkhe shouted while Fredric was gazing different colorful test tubes with full concentration and Daya and Dr. Pradhan trying hard to suppress their smiley chuckles.

Daya opened his mouth to normalize the matter. Achha choriye doctor saab. Aap lash ka identity kuch nikal paye abhi tak?

Usme waqt lagega. Hum khali nehi baythte Daya. Jab dekho lash le kar aate ho aur tufaan ke tarha jhat se tumhe sab batana padhega! Achha hua, tumhara wo ACP kuch dino ke liye gaya Chennai. Dr. Salunkhe was really in a bad mood.

Now Daya started his mock attack. Dr. Saab, yeh galat hain. ACP sir sirf aap pe gussa hi karte hain kya? Wo apke dost bhi toh hain? Is ladhki ke bare me abhi tak kuch hath nehi laga hume. Aap jab tak body se baat nehi karenge, hum aage barh nehi pa rahe hain.

Aage barh bhi nehi paoge tum log. Forensic ke alawa tum log kuch nehi kar sakte. Aab maan bhi lo ye baat aur samjhao apne is honhaar dost ko. Dr. Salunkhe was at peak of arrogance. Itne din tum dono the nehi... lab me koi jhanjhat nehi tha mera.

Kya sir! Aap Abhijeet ko miss nehi kiye itne dino se? Lekin Abhijeet toh apko is chay mahino me chay se bhi jada baar yaad kiya!Daya winked at his buddy who silently appreciated him.

Dayaaa... Tum bhi! Meri tang khichne me tumhe sharam nehi aa raha hain? Dr. Salunkhe jerked his head in frustration.

Fredric tried to stop both of the seniors. Sir... sir... please aap dono aab shant ho jaiye. Aap bhi samajh rahe hain, Daya sir aise hi bol rahe hain. Phir bhi?

Abhijeet grabbed the control. He turned at Dr. Salunkhe. Sir choriye na in sab mazak ki baten. Bahat din aap se bhet nehi hua tohhh. He flashed his most charming smile. Aap ek lottery toh hume mila diye... aab dusra bhi kuch madat kar dijiye ta ki hum is ladhki ki background tak pahauch payen.

Dr. Pradhan shrugged. Hum koshish kar rahe Abhijeet. Philhaal ye rakhiye... Ladhki ki body ke pass se joh list mila... khoon isi ka hain... ungli ki nishan bhi sirf victim ka.

Dr. Salunkhe supported his assistant: haan... hum koshish kar rahe hain, samjhe tum sab? Waqt lagega lash ka pura details pata karne me.

Sir is mall wali ladhki ke pass se joh saman ka list mila, us hisab se agar ye maanke chale hum, victim kisi bakery me kaam karta hoga... hum sare bakery me chapa mar sakte. Fredric suggested.

Nehi Freddie, katil bhi bakery ka admi ho sakta hain. Ho sakta hain.. .usne glove pahena tha... ladhki ki hath hi sirf laga. Hum sure nehi hain nah? In that case... wo alert ho jayega. Daya stopped him. Hume kuch aur sochna padhega. Aur sath me ye Sodium Thiopental.

Agar hum iski pahechan karane ke liye akhbaar me khabar chape? Koi identity toh mil nehi raha? Purvi joined in discussion.

Fredric doubtfully: agar ye ladhki bakery se related na ho, aur ye saman ghar ke liye kharidne aaye ho... tab kayse pata chalega sir? Itne bade sahar me?

Ahan! Abhijeet put down the evidence bag on table. Ghar ke liye to bilkul nehi ye saman Freddie. Koi apna ghar ke use ke liye panch dozen anda nehi kharidta. Bhae, store karega kahan itna sara eggs! Aur dus kilo maida, baking powder, edible decorating pieces, pearl bites, piping nozzles itna sara shapes ka, yeast, char kilo butter, vanilla- chocolate syrups, coco chips... He nodded his head in pendulum mode. Nehi Freddie, ye saman cake-pastry banane ka hain... aur professional basis pe bananewala ya bananewali ka hi hain. Ghar pe itna jada quantity koi use karta nehi. Ye jiska bhi ho, cake baking se uska khas taluk hoga.

Sachin entered and announced, sir ladhki ki identity thora bahat ho gaya. Ladhki ki nakunon me Salunkhe sir ko castor sugar granules mila hain aur kapron me se peanut butter aur egg white ke mixture thora bahat sukha hua. Sath me vanilla syrup aur chocolate sauce.

Castor oil ka naam shuna, gari me daalna ke liye hota hain, pata tha. Aab ye sugar kya hain? Fredric was whispering near Purvi...

Normal chini ko powder form me lane ke baad use castor sugar kehta hain Freddie. Cake mixture me solid chini use nehi kiya jata.Abhijeet cut him.

Phir to tay hain Boss, ye ladhki koi professional baker thi. To aab? Daya eyed at his buddy.

Khabriyon ko lagate yaar... Abhijeet suggested.

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One Day Later

Daya was searching something in his computer, Dr. Pradhan entered into Bureau.

Daya got up from his seat. Aare Dr. Pradhan! Aap ihan! He surprised.

Main ghar ja rahi thi. Socha ye dete jaun. Dr. Pradhan leaned at wall.

She pulled out a folded white paper consists some sketch.

Next Day, CID Bureau

Vivek tu ye sab ajib sa chiz apne pass rakh. Mera dimag soch soch ke phat raha hain... kya jawab doon main sir ko? Fredric sounded frustrated.

His shaky voice and side by side a carefree laughter was echoing in Bureau.

Fredric frightened. Chup kar Vivek. He whispered. Daant nikalke haas mat tu. Abhi Abhijeet sir aur Daya sir aa jayenge... main kya jawab doon? Ek kaam nehi hua.

Vivek: aap kuch din ka chutti le lo Freddie sir... aap ka network bhi apke jaysa... he stopped with a mischievous grin.

Kya mere jaysa? Bol bol... ruk kiun gaya tu? Fredric warned his pal.

Main door opened and a confident footstep heard. Kise dhamka rahe ho Freddie? A serious voice hit his ears and Fredric closed his eyes in fear.

Kya baat hain... kya kar rahe ho? Voice got strict.

Sir... sir... wo Vivek... somehow he managed.

Vivek se chat kar rahe ho? Toh batao bhi... ye gunah hain kya? Shadow reached in front of Fredric's desk... baat baat pe darte kiun ho tum? Abhijeet patted Fredric's back. Kayse ho Vivek? Smiling he asked his former junior.

Good morning sir. Vivek greeted quickly and Abhijeet nodded. Kya chal raha subha subha Freddie sir ke sath? Hmm...

Vivek, making innocent face: sir mera cousin Japan gaya tha... mere liye ye le ke aaya. He showed something. Main ye dikhane ke liye Freddie sir ko call kiya... lekin wo mera ek nehi shun rahe hain.

Abhijeet narrowed his eyes. Ye kya hain? Purana raja-maharajaon ka hathiyar jaysa kuch lag raha hain.

Sir... ye Katana hain. Japan ka sab se khas memento me se ek... Aur mujhe tarha tarha ke chaku collection ka shaukh hain nah... iss liye usne mujhe ye laa ke diya... asli Samurai Sword. Feudal Japan ka one of the most dangerous weapon sir. Iska cutting ability unbeatable... ek war aur kaam tamam... kuch bhi sir. Itna smooth cutting hota hain sir... Tab ke dino me Samurai soldiers isike wajah se apna position banaya tha. Vivek completed proudly.

Something clicked in Abhijeet's mind. He noticed a glimpse of Daya at door step and shouted excitedly... Dayaaa... Dr. Niyati ne joh sketch banake diye... zaldi lao.

Trio got highly confused with Abhijeet's sudden reaction.

Overcoming that Daya hurriedly opened his drawer and fetched it.

A thousand watt smile covered his buddy's face. Mil gaya... Vivek thank you so much. Abhijeet grinned big. Tum nehi jante tum kya madat ki ho humara. Aur thank you very much Freddie. Agar tum gussa ho ke Vivek se na jhagarte... mere andar aane tak... ye hathiyar humara hath nehi lagta itna zaldi.

Daya got the matter. Main ye Dr. Saab se confirm kar ke baki ka details nikal ke le aata hoon. Giving a proud look to his brother he moved outside with a refreshed mind.

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At Night

Dayaaa... Main bahat time se dekh raha hoon, tum baar baar phone pe hath rakh rahe ho, phir hata rahe ho... baat kya? Abhijeet asked his buddy without looking at him.

Daya shocked very much. Amm... kuch nehi... kuch bhi toh nehi.

Achha ! Abhijeet chuckled.

Hmm... Daya heaved a relieved sigh.

Bahat shanti mil raha hain, nehi? Abhijeet suddenly threw his question making Daya more nervous.

Hmm.. haan? Kya? Kis baat ki?

Wo toh bhae tum jano. Kab se dekh raha hoon, idhar-udhar dekh rahe ho. Phone utha rahe ho hath pe... kya soch ke phir rakh rahe ho table pe. Baat kya? Abhijeet asked softly.

Seeing empty hall of Bureau... Daya hurriedly drag his chair near Abhijeet. Boss! Main kya kehta hoon...

His suspicious voice made Abhijeet confused. He looked up while fidgeting a pen.

Wo main keh raha hoon... thora sa check karun ek baar? Daya whispered eagerly.

Abhijeet knitted his eyebrows in double confusion.

Daya opened something in his phone and showed his buddy.

Pagal ho tum yaar? Abhijeet turned strict within a second. ACP sir kitna dantke gaye parson, bhul gaye tum? Kya zaroorat kya yaar... na bhi kuch din follow karo logo ke Tweet yah phir dusre ka share na hi dekho kuch din... kya aa jayega yaar? Pahele ye Facebook, Tweeter... aare computer hi tha kya... ya phir humara ye sab android phone? Nehi nah? Hum zindegi jite the toh ... Phir? Zaroorat kya? Log toh galiyan de de ke... humare purkhon ka bhi izzat ka faluda bana raha hain... tum agar wo sab na dekho... kuch bahat bada anarth nehi ho jayega yaar.

He shut down his computer. Dekho Daya... sir humare bhale ke liye hi ye order diye hain. Humara juniors bhi inn sab se dur hi toh hain. Main janta hoon... Tumhare pass mobile rahe, aur tum chup baytho... ye muskil hain thora! Lekin agar Pankaj aur Nikhil jaysa social network addict log bhi sir ka order follow kar raha hain, tumhe bhi maan rakhna chahiye.

Abhijeet well noticed Daya's sad silent face. But he ignored it. Chalo nikalo... he demanded.

Daya got perplexed. Kya?

Wohi Katana ya Samurai Sword... kuch bhi. Jiske piche subha se tum lage the Vivek se pata chalne ke baad se... uska ek photo-woto nikalo. Ghar baythe koi khooni ka pata toh hume dega nehi. Do mujhe... main Shakti se milne jaa raha hoon. Abhijeet lowered his voice.

Daya jerked and jumped on his feet. Chalo Boss, main bhi chalta hoon tumhare sath. He looked at the clock. Wayse hi raat ke barah baaj raha... tumhe akele jane ka koi zaroorat nehi... hmm... He moved to parking lot while Abhijeet nodded in disappointment.

After one hour Daya stopped their car at Mumbai outskirts. Abhijeet carefully scanned the surroundings. Tum yahi ruko Daya... main aata hoon. He descended cautiously and made his way towards a chwal type building.

10 minutes passed. Daya was getting bore alone in car. Unknowingly he picked his cell from dashboard and keeping aside ACP sir's earlier warning logged in his Facebook account.

Dekhun toh sahi log kya keh raha hain... he thought in mind. Bhalehi criticism pe criticism ho raha hain... lekin ek baar dekhna bhi banta hain. Boss kitna rukha-sukha admi hain yaar. Abhijeet's senior inspector mode's tough face as well as his smiling glowing face popped up infront of his eyes and Daya laughed out little. Sir ne kaha... aur Boss kuch kahe bina maan bhi liya. Kya yaar, we should keep update ourselves nah! Chahe wo galiyan hi kiun na ho!

His all excitement vanished seeing the first news feed in his home page. God!!!!!! Main hi milta hoon logo ko... mujhe hi bakra banata hain sab! Daya was scrolling down silently and one by one irritating jocks... cartoons... came.

Ye haseen vaadiyan,
aur khula khula akaash...

Ye haseen vaadiyan,
Aur khula khula akaash...

MY GOD Abhijeet
Ek aur laash!

Daya smiled in his own mind. Boss ye dekhta toh pata nehi kaysa react karta! Kuch aur waqt hota toh haasta zaroor. Lekin aab... sure ajib sa koi muh banata aur chup ho jata.

Suddenly a video shared by his some old friend titled IS IT FUN?' caught his attention. He noticed the time... 1:25 at night it was. He calculated in mind. Abhijeet bas aata hi hoga Shakti se milke... tab tak ye video dekhta hoon. Koi funny matter hain kya, log comments bahat dala hain isme? Daya hit the play button wearing his head phone in one ear.

A heavy spec worn middle aged man appeared on screen at first... dressed a simple navy blue full sleeve shirt and black formal trouser with a flinching expression in face. A group of people approached him... hey specy...! Someone make a weird noise like...huuu... wooo... They started shouting as specy specyyy...

The earlier person adjusted his black framed spec over his nose properly and tried to smile little.

A man came in front of camera. Apana agam mala mahita ahe... He amace sahakari ahe. Eka smarta, sasakta manusa... Workaholic... Pana kadhi kadhi parakya hoto. Apana mhanatoya ananda yanni ka? Paha... (You know guys... this is our colleague. A smart, hefty man... workaholic... but sometimes he becomes strange. Do you wanna enjoy guys? See...)

(DIALOGUE IS IN MARATHI)

Automatically Daya frowned. Logo ka mazak udhake kya masti yaar!

The man gestured something looking at crowed...

Ek admi sidha sadha sa, sote raaton me jaga sa

Mila office ke colleagueon se, koi aage toh koi piche

Tum hi kaho ye koi baat hainnn

Dil hi dil mein jala jata hain, bigra bigra chala aata hain

Gussa hue, bharka hue, din ke pura waqt mein

A fit of laughter broke in the video and a well-known mild perfume made its way to Daya's nostril. Hurriedly he stopped the video and minimized the screen.

Abhijeet settled relaxly in passenger seat. Kuch baat hain Daya? He observed his buddy's uneasy expression.

Daya smiled little tilted his head at Abhijeet's side. Na yaar. Bhukh lag raha hain. Dopahar ke baad kuch khane ka mauka nehi mila nah... he carefully slipped the issue and drove off.

Hmm... bhukh toh mujhe bhi laga yaar. Chalo mere ghar ruk jao tum aaj. Kal subha sath jana toh hain hi RTO... wohi se nikal jaoge.Abhijeet suggested as his home was nearer than Daya from their current location.

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One Day Later

Daya was in Malad with Fredric in one of the victim, Nargis's closed Quick Bake shop for further investigation... his mobile rang and ACP sir ordered him to move to Bombay Talkies... the cult closed film studio to investigate another murder as this place was close to their current position.

Soon Abhijeet and Dr. Salunkhe joined them.

A middle aged man... was killed in same way... at first drug was injected in his body then stabbed by possibly Katana.

Fredric find out his valet and they came to know he was some Tungesh Apte, a senior clerk in Pritam Transport Company at Vashi.

Cops checked his home; meet with family in urgent basis and Daya along with Abhijeet moved to Pritam Transport Company.

During all something was nagging him continuously... Daya's facial expression was changing time to time. An irritation was vivid on door breaker's face.

Though Abhijeet well noticed his silent disturbed behavior for a long time... yet didn't open his mouth.

On the way to transport office of victim... Purposely Abhijeet cleared his throat. But Daya didn't pay any attention.

Abhijeet sensed that and touched his friend's shoulder lightly.

Daya jerked badly. Kuch keh rahe the Boss? Sorry maine dhyan nehi diya. He apologized.

Tumhe joh kehna hain, wo kaho... Abhijeet replied simply.

Daya also was thinking for a long time... if it will be right to share with his buddy or not, got very much perplexed.

Abhijeet waited for a couple of minutes.

Mujhe pata hain, tum kuch kehna chahte ho bahat time se. if I'm not wrong... tum murder related kuch kehna hi chahte ho. Kiun ki jab se tum Tungesh Apte ka body dekha... tab se na jane kya sochne lage ho. Abhijeet commented meaningfully.

Daya clutched the break tightly all on a sudden and took some deep breath. Mujhe thora aur clear karne do Abhijeet... batata hoon tumhe thori der me. Rest distance covered silently.

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At Afternoon

Abhijeet got a message from Daya to meet him in emergency basis. He was at Forensic lab with ACP sir and Sachin for primary reports of victim.

He excused all and moved to rest room of Bureau with a worried face.

Daya stood before a window looking outside folded his hands near his chest.

Haan Daya? Abhijeet approached him with anxiety in his voice. Tum thik ho na...? Achanak mujhe aise bula liya? Sir puch rahe the...

Boss pahele wada karo mujhe dantoge nehi? Daya made a bechara childish face.

Tch! Dayaaa... ye koi mazak ki waqt hain yaar? DCP sir aane wale hain, pata hain na tumhe? Unka do hafta pura hone me bas chand din hi bacha hain... kitna tension chal raha hain... abhi tak Shakti ko wo Katana ke bare me koi jaankari hasil nehi hua hain... kuch aur sochna padhega hume... aur tum aisi waqt me... Abhijeet frowned.

Aisi waqt me case solve ho jayega Boss. Bas mujh par yakeen karo. Daya grabbed Abhijeet from his shoulder.

Usme naya kya? Tum kahoge mujhe, uske baad main tum pe trust karunga!

Sachhi me Abhijeet... samajh lo sab se ahem kadi hath lag gaya.

Kya? Abhijeet's face glowed up. Kayse?

Daya pulled out his mobile opened a video... that same IS IT FUN' titled video it was.

A color passed Abhijeet's face... tum akhir me wohi Facebook...

Kuch mat kaho aur dhyan se dekho Boss. Daya cut him.

Abhijeet shoot him an angry glare and involved in it. After finishing he looked up with glittering eyes.

Daya excitedly: joh main soch raha hoon, wo tum bhi nah?

Abhijeet quickly pulled his younger brother in a side hug... laga diye ho kaam pe? He asked.

Daya nodded in positive with same relax smile.

Sir ko dikhate hain... chalo. They marched outside.

Ek office... usme ek employee ko baki log ched raha hain. Kisi ne video bana ke Facebook pe upload kiya hain. Aur by chance chedne walo me se ek ka aaj subha khoon ho gaya. Tumhara kehna hain Dayaaa... ACP Pradyuman dragged the word Daya intentionally... tumhara kehna hain, isme tumhe clue mila?

Tum kab se itna bujhdil ho gaye ho Daya? Aur tum Abhijeet... Sochna sach me bandh karne ka irada hain kya tumhara bhi joh iska sath de rahe ho? ACP Pradyuman was at peak of anger while both of his right and left hand stood down head in front of him inside his personal cabin.

Main mana kiya tha Daya... koi nehi dekhega social sites. Case pe dhyan do. Ek toh tumne meri baat manne ka koi zaroorat bhi nehi samjha... aab ye sab kya hain... haan? He shouted badly on his younger son.

Dayaaa... His boss called loud looking the silent faces of both of his man. Main kuch puch raha hoon tumse...

Sorry... Sorry sir. Daya's face was too much silent. Wo mujhe bahat curiosity ho raha tha... main bas ek baar dekhne ka socha aur ye... He stopped.

ACP: agar tumhara ye tir nishane pe na lage... bahar joh juniors hain... sab pe kya bitega pata bhi hain kuch? Sab apne apne level pe ji-tod koshish kar raha hain... DCP sir kya kahenge, jante ho?

Sir mujhe bhi lagta hain Daya sahi soch raha hain. Abhijeet joined the conversation.

Lagta hain? ACP Pradyuman narrowed his eyes. Puch sakta hoon, kis basis pe ye tumhe lagta hain Abhijeet?

They discussed for a good time and ACP sir somehow convinced and ordered them to dig out all matter in details within few hours.

After a couple of hours a new name... Dr. Raheel Saikh, an eminent psychiatrist of Mumbai... rose before CID cops.

They took a quick appointment with the busy doctor and Sachin along with Daya and Abhijeet met him next morning.

Dr. Raheel Saikh initially denied to give any information related his patient... but after a good vocal dose from The Sr. Insp. Abhijeet... he opened up.

Aap agar humara madat karenge... ek taur par kanoon ka madat karenge doctor. Sahar me kuch dino me chay khoon ho chuka hain. Sab ke sab ek hi katil ka kiya-karaya. Hume aap ke patient ke ghar se khoon se sana hua kapra ihan tak chori gaya khatarnak drug bhi mila... hume pura wiswas hain... wo hi hain sab ke piche. Iss haal me aap uska doctor... uske bare me joh kuch jante hain... kya, kiun, kab se... kuch bhi... agar kahenge... sayad aur masoom log aise dardnak maut se bach jayenge. Joh bhi bimari ho kisi ka... serial killing koi solution nehi.. Aap ye toh manenge? Sachin used his inspector mode to counterattack the doctor.

Hume apka reputation ka parwa hain doctor Raheel. Daya barged. Phir bhi agar aap nehi kahenge kuch bhi... hume aur bhi tarika aata hain...

Abhijeet eyed at Daya. Choro Daya... kuch bolne shunne ka waqt nehi. Ye apna muh nehi kholenge toh koi baat nehi. Bureau le chalo inhe. Achhe se khatirdari hogi inki ACP sir se... sab ugal denge.

His red deadly glare and hell serious face made the doctor nervous. Nan... nehi... nehi sir. Main batata hoon sab. Please... mujhe mat le jaiye Bureau... mera bahat izzat hain... main barbad ho jaunga. Iss sab se mera koi lena-dena nehi. He pleaded.

Cops smiled under their teeth.

Shuru ho jaiye... Abhijeet ordered.

Baat ye ki wo sach me mera patient hain... pichle do mahine se. Achanak uska ye bimari detect hua hain. Actually wo Multiple Personality Disorder ka patient hain. Aur sath sath Enissophobia bhi hain uska.

Daya: Enissophobia kya hain?

Dr.: sir ye ek type ki phobia hain... jisme log criticism se darta hain. It's a fear of criticism or committing any sin. Mujhe jitna pata hain uska family ke bare me... uska bhai Assam me rehta hain... koi contact nehi hain aab. Uski Maa ki pichle saal dehant hua hain. Uske baad se hi ye abnormality vivid hona shuru hua. Wo akela rehta hain, ye toh aap jante hi hain. He stopped.

Abhijeet: bimari joh bhi ho... logo ko khoon karne ka kitna chance hain isme?

Dr.: ye bahat complicated mental disorder hain sir. Koi khatarnak hadsa, chahe wo kisi bhi umar me ho... both physical and mental... insaan ko traumatic bana deta hain. Kuch aisi chiz uske aaspass agar hota hain... jisse wo apne andar usi hadse ka dar ko phir se mehsoosh kare... tab hi abnormality dekha jata hain. Aab ye trigger kaun si chiz se hogi, wo kehna thora mushkil hain. Kiun ki aam insaan jise aam ghatna samajhta hain... sayad aisi patient usi baat se darta hain. Aisi halat me patient bahat stress me aa jata hain. Uska mood swing, behavior change... aisa hote hue akshar dekha jata hain aisi cases me.

Daya showed a photograph. Iske bare me kya kehna aap ko?

The doctor was hesitating but started later. Iska problem aur bhi complicated hain officer. Bhai se koi relation pichle kaii saalon se nehi tha aur Maa ko gujarne ke baad ye bilkul akela ho gaya tha. Gehra sadma laga tha ise. Ye MPD genetic bhi ho sakta hain... chay-saat saal ke umar me hi detect hota hain. Lekin sahi tarha se iss baat pe dhyan agar na diya jaye toh baad me problem badhta hain aur kisi situation ka shikar banne ka asar bhi hota hain. Isme Amnesia, concentration problem, aggressive behavior, daydreaming, hallucination, depression, anxiety... ye sab bahat common baat hain. Patient khud ko alag alag character samajhke phirta hain time to time. Isme patient khud ko minimum do se maximum sau se bhi jada alag alag insaan samajh sakta hain.

Cops were taken aback with psychiatrist's explanation.

Dr.: ye jab mere pass aaya tha... tab khud hi bataya tha... ise kabhi kabhi khud ko purane jamane ka soldier lagta hain... kisi raja ka khas banda... sword se fight karne me expert!

Kya! Sachin's mouth opened wide in shock.

Dr. nodded positive. Jee officer ye bimari hain. Isme kya kya ho sakta hain, aam insaan imagine bhi nehi kar payega. Aur sath me iska joh Enissophobia hain yani, criticism ka dar... use aur complicated bana raha tha. Ye har waqt concerned rehta hain... kahi koi use kuch na kahe kisi wajah se, na daante, na mazak kare uske sath. Maine dekha jab bhi ise Enissophobia ka attack aata hain... uske baad hi iska MPD ka attack bhi aata hain. I hope you get my point... ye dono baat interrelated hain. Lekin mujhe kabhi nehi laga... itne sare khoon ye kar raha hain.

Abhijeet: hume iske khilaf saboot mila doctor. Jis drug ko sharir me jane se log ek/do minute me mar jata hain... uss khatarnak drug se ek aam Arts. background clerk ka kya lena dena ho sakta hain. He paused. Kya aap ko kabhi aisa laga nehi... ye khoon bhi kar sakta hain? Aisa koi symptom dikha nehi?

Dr.: sach kahun toh officer, nehi. Kiun ki ye har sitting attained kar raha hain do mahine se. Ek bhi miss nehi kiya. Dawai bhi sahi se leta hain, mere khyal se. Situation better toh nehi hua hain... haan... lekin aur kharab bhi nehi hua pahele se. Aur ye jab aata hain mere ihan... kafi normal lagta toh hain... aisi logo ko aap upar se kabhi samajh nehi payenge jab tak ka na inka dauhra padhta hain. Jab se ye serial killing shuru hua hain... sab hi tension me hain... wo bhi tha... baaten bhi kiya karta tha uske bare me, ke kaun ho sakta hain.. maksad kya? Aab aap hi kahiye... kya bas ek MPD ka patient hain wo, iss liye main uspar bharosha na karun? Phir toh har ek psycho patient ko hi shak ke nigrani me rakhna chahiye...

Cops uttered a small thank you and left from there.

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Next Day, CID Bureau

Voice 1: Sir doctor kuch bhi kahe... khooni yahi hain... mujhe pura yakeen hain.

Voice 2: Sochne se dekha jaa raha hain... jab hi koi use chedta hain... use wo phobia ki attack aata hain... ye video me bhi saaf dikh raha hain. Kayse chehra ka rang fika padh gaya, pashina aa raha hain air-conditioned room me bhi aur toh aur kitna stiff lag raha hain iska body. Ho na ho... ye sare victim kabhi na kabhi iska samna kiya... kuch baat hua hain... koi clash... jiska natija iska MPD triggered hua hain.

Voice 1: doctor toh pahele hi kaha hain... ye khud ko purane dino ka soldier samajhta hain kabhi kabhi. Aur murder weapon bhi Samurai Sword hain.

ACP sir was keenly listening all. Uske ghar se wo sword mila toh nehi?

Voice 2: nehi mila sir... sayad wo kahin aur chupake rakhta ho.

ACP Pradyuman, in bossy tone: sare victims ke family se puchtach karo achhi tarha se... dekho kya milta hain. Itna sab ittefak nehi ho sakta. Kuch toh gadbad hain... kuch toh gadbad hain... he moved his fingers in unique style.

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Late Night

Please Bhanu chor do mujhe, maine kya bigara tumhara? A lady was crying harshly and pleading standing at a corner.

Something long slick sharp edged glittered in semi-darkness of the room... jab Bhanu ka mazak udhate ho... tab ye khayal nehi aaya? A teasing laughter came... tab kisi ko kabhi nehi laga, use kitna dard hota hain? He pointed something. Ye chashma meri Maa ne pasand ki thi. Ye frame... Maa ki akhri nishani. Main kuch bhi karun, kuch bhi pahenu... tum sab ko kya aata hain? Har do din me mazak udhate ho sab mere office me.

A shhh sound came and the murderer gripped his weapon... The deadly Katana... with his both hands tightly... Bhanu ko bhi dar lagta hain. He laughed hysterically. Bahat chubta hain sab ki baat. Wo college ki ladhki, Natasha mere kapron par haasa tha... uncle kaha tha mujhe. Maar diya use. Achha hua uss din uski ghar par koi tha bhi nehi. usne mujhe dekh liya tha... lekin kuch kar... Kar nehi paya. Sare number phone se hata diya maine... aur.. Bhanu clapped like a mad!

Phir wo aurat... maine use bus me seat nehi chora tha... usne baaten shunaya mujhe kitna. Pati ke samne heroin bani thi bahat... Kat diya use bhi. Wo wo chota sa bachha ek din... ek din... He inhaled deep. Ek din wo mere upar haasa tha... mere hath se chashma gir gaya... aur bina chashme ki main dhund nehi paa raha tha kuch. Bhanu ko tab hi gussa chadh gaya tha. Mauka dekh ke uska bhi... He chuckled.

Phir wo pastry bechne wali... chutta nehi tha mere pass. Kitna hungama kiya usne. Chutta nehu hain toh mujhe kuch khane ki shaukh nehi hoga kya? Udha diya use.

The lady in front of him was shivering in fear listened all.

Aur bank ka wo safai wali... kuch samajhme nehi aata tha kya chapar chapar karti thi... jab bhi main bank jata... dekh ke haasti thi. Main bhala haasne ki chiz hoon kya?

He growled. Bolo? Main sirf haasne ka chiz hoon?

He looked straight at lady's eye. Bhanu bhi kitni baar minnat manga aise tana mat maro... haason mat mujhpar... kisi ne nehi shuna. Aab gunah ki ho.. Saza toh bhugatni padhegi ... uss Tungesh bhi yahi galati kiya... wo hi paheli baar mujhe specy kaha. Usi ne mera video banaya... use bhi marna padha. Tum bhi marogi... sab marega... jis ne mera mazak udhayega... sab ko marna padhega. He pushed the lady hard on ground and lifted his hand to stab her.

The apparent silence of night tore with a gunshot and CID cops barged into the room. Fredric switched on light and other's aimed their revolvers at Bhanu.

The lady hurriedly got up with the help of Purvi kept aside her primary shock.

Surrender karo Bhanu... tumhara khooni khel khatam. Daya warned.

Bhanu glanced all with a strange mad expression and in a blink of eye lifting his sword attacked Abhijeet as he was the nearest person of him... with full rage.

Bhanu ko bahat... Bahat... dar lagta hain... koi nehi samajhta... koooiii nehi... sab uska mazak udhata hain... aur Bhanu ko na bahat gussa aata hain... Bhanu sab ko maar dega. He was totally out of control... dangerously swinging his sword in front of everyone grabbing Abhijeet's coat tightly in one hand.

Both of the pillar's gazes met and Daya tried to pacify the violent man... dekho Bhanu... Tum.. daro mat. Hum tumhe koi nuksaan nehi pahauchayenge. Tum ye sword phek do... tumhe lag jayega.

Nehi nehi... main ye phek doon... aur tum log mujhe maaroge. Bhanu itna bhi budhhu nehi. He nodded his head violently and touched his weapon on Abhijeet's throat causing a slight cut beneath his chin. Blood started oozing out drop by drop.

Cops felt really helpless for a moment. Abhijeet eyed at Sachin to skip from there while trying to relax Daya with his facial expression.

He tried to divert Bhanu but it turned useless.

Bhanu dragged Abhijeet near balcony in order to escape. Bhanu ko pasand nehi koi uspe haase... use bahat gussa aata hain... haan... he was blabbering so many meaningless phrases... Sachin pushed him from behind.

The sword slipped from the maniac's hand piercing Abhijeet's a portion of shoulder skin... causing him lie on back at a corner... Purvi snatched the opportunity and seized the Katana... Sachin and Fredric caught the culprit while their senior was secured by Daya.

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Next morning

A figure stepped in Bureau hanging a sling over his shoulder and a bandage covering his throat while another tall figure was supporting him silently.

ACP Pradyuman came with a proud smile... proud of you my boys. Thik ho nah Abhijeet? He asked in concern.

Yes sir. Abhijeet nodded with smile.

Jada nehi sir... bas kandhe ka upri hissa slice ho gaya ek war se... minimum do hafta lagega ghao mitne me. Daya added.

All smiled seeing the naughty but concerned taunt of their senior.

Main kya karun sir? Goli lagne ke bawajood bhi koi iss tarha se humse mukabla kar sakta hain... maine socha nehi. Abhijeet rested his injured hand on a desk.

ACP Pradyuman patted his back. Koi nehi Abhijeet... tum thik ho, ye humare liye sab se badi baat hain. Aur tum sab successfully case solve bhi kar ke aaye. Bhanu ko pakadhna bahat zaroori tha.

Fredric grinned... agar Vivek hume uss din ye Katana ke bare me na batata... aur usne jaysa kaha tha... humne socha bhi nehi ye hathiyar sach me itna tej ho sakta hain... sach me... ek war se kuch bhi aar parr ho jayega isse!

The head of CID nodded in appreciation... haan bhae... akhir kaunsa chiz kab kya kaam aa jayen kise pata!

Sir Bhanu ne kuch kaha kya? Daya quarried.

Main batata hoon Daya. Dr. Salunkhe entered in scene.

Isse khatarnak khooni maine zindegi me nehi dekha Daya. Tum logo ka sach me ek mental se pala padha iss baar. Pura psychic hain. Dr. Raheel se baat hua hain mera... ise kisi wajah se triggered hua hain Enissophobia... badle ke aag me hain abhi bhi... hosh me nehi bilkul... kya kar raha hain... kya bol raha hain... thori der baad sab bhul jayega.

All looked at him in shock.

Abhijeet: phir wo kayse keh raha tha kal sare khoon ke bare me!

Dr. Salunkhe: ye ek parallel identity hain iska Abhijeet. Jab hi iska panic attack ayega... ye khud ko alag hi nazariyan se sochne lagega aur usi tarha behave karega... jaise ki kal dekha tum logo ne. Dr. Raheel ka kehna hain... office me joh video bana... usse iska para chadh gaya tha... agar tum log ise pakadh na pate ye sare office walo ko hi sayad maar deta...kiun ki uska ajib sa behavior ke liye office me sab hi use chedhta tha!

Sach keh raha hoon bhae... meri taraf tum sab aise mat dekho. MPD ka yahi hota hain... attack aata jab... admi kuch bhi kar sakta hain... jaysa uska case history rahega... baad me sab bhul bhi jata hain.. pahele jaisa ban jata bilkul. Isi liye jab jab ye Bhanu, Dr. Raheel ke pass gaya check-up ke liye... unhe jara bhi shak nehi hua... tab toh ye normal tha... aur aab tak sirf teen hi sitting hua hain iska do mahino me. Itai kam waqt me koi kisi ko kayse jaan payega!

The genius forensic head turned at his buddy. Iss baar ACP kanoon ka hath ise lagega nehi. Patient hain dimagi... kuch kiya nehi jayega.

ACP Pradyuman sighed looking at Daya.

FLASHBACK

Sir last victim Tungesh aur ye admi Bhanu Mehta... colleague tha.. Pritam Transport me sath kaam karta tha. Abhijeet tried to make his boss understand. Aur ye video kuch teen-char din pahele bana tha. Daya ye dekha parson. Hum aaj jab transport office gaye... ye video banane ka jagah Daya locate kiya.

Daya met his gaze with his father-figure. Yes sir. Ye video iss office ka basement ma banaya gaya tha. Humne woha jab puch-tach ki, pata chala... Bhanu aise toh normal hain. Lekin jab bhi koi use kisi baat pe tease karta hain ye mazak karta hain uske sath... wo bahat ajib sa behave karne lagta hain. Iss video me bhi saaf dikh raha sir. He played the movie clip.

Dekhiye sir... jaise hi sab use specy kaha... kaise Bhanu ka chahre ka rang udh gaya bilkul. Daya pointed the screen.

Dimagi halat jaisa bhi ho.. Bhanu ka koi phobia type ka kuch hain sir. Abhijeet seconded Daya.

Kisi ka chahre ka rang udh jane se use phobia hain aur wo khoon pe khoon kar raha hain? ACP Pradyuman slammed on table.

Daya gathered some courage and faced their hyper head. Sir Bhanu ke piche admi laga diya main.. thore hi waqt me uske bare me sab pata chal jayega. Lekin hum phobia iss liye keh rahe hain sir... ye dekhiye... he again pointed Bhanu's face on screen... Bhanu ko dekhiye sir... kitna pashina aa raha iska, kitni teji se saans le raha hain... bilkul statue ban gaya. Lekin aisi koi baat hua hi nehi. Log chota sa mazak bas kar raha hain. Agar ise kuch jada hi takleef na ho... wo itni si baat pe aisa kiun react karega? Gussa karna aur dar jane me toh difference hota hain sir. Aur uska ankhen dekhiye sir... ek aag ek junoon jaisa... ho na ho badla! Stuffs se puchtach me bhi yahi pata chala sir.

Haan Salunkhe, iss baar kanoon bhi sayad saza nehi de payega Bhanu ko. Haan jin logo ka berahemi se qatal hua... unko insaaf milna toh chahiye. Hum unhe dilake bhi rahenge. Lekin tab tak mental asylum hi uska thikana hoga... jab thik ho jayega... kanoon tab apna kaam karega.

Lekin sir abhi tak mujhe samajh nehi aa raha ek mamuli si mental banda kayse itna khatarnak drug tak pahaucha? Fredric questioned all.

Wo iss liye Freddie... Sachin showed him a medical journal. Kahin se ye journal uska hath laga... American Psychiatrist Association report it was. Ye edition me sare ke sare deadly drug and poison ke bare me chapa hain duniya bhar ka.

Lekin wo drug toh do mahina pahele chori hua tha sir. Freddie asked in surprised tone. Aur Bhanu khoon karne laga hain... kuch ek hi mahina hua aab tak.

Abhijeet replied in low tone as due to cut marks his speaking was restricted for one or two days. Joh gang Sodium Thiopental churaya tha... usme se ek Bhanu ke office ka hi admi hain. Usi se use ye mila tha...

Daya made stopped his buddy. Wo drug chori ka case Narcotics dekh raha hain... yahi ek-do din pahele uss gang ka ek admi pakdha gaya aur usise Bhanu ka confirmation bhi mila.

Aab kya soch ke ye Bhanu ek khoon me drug bhi use kar raha tha aur dusre me sirf sword... ye toh uska dimag hi jane! Dr. Salunkhe commented.

ACP: phil haal uska asylum jana pakka. Aab Govt. authorized doctors joh treatment karna, karenge.

Matlab ACP ke baat na maan ke bhi aaj kal CID me case solve hota hain. Wah! Bhae wah! All turned at door and found their respected senior... DCP Chitrole.

Bhae tum log case solve kiye ho. Main khush hoon. Log itna tana maar raha tha nah... he made a weird face. Aab dil se bijh utra... ke haan bhae, ye serial killing case bhi solve hua.

DCP Chitrole turned at ACP Pradyuman. Toh Pradyuman... kuch sikho apne team se.

All were looking at DCP sir with wide open eyes.

DCP continued: tumne kaha social media se dur raho. Lekin Daya tumhare dant ke parwa kiye bina Facebook me jhaka... Toh clue mila. Tumne kaha kaam ke waqt aur kuch nehi. He stretched his hand towards Fredric. Lekin ye Freddie... subha subha agar apna purana sathi se gappe na maarta tum logo ko kabhi uss hathiyar ke bare me pata na chalta.

Jante ho Pradyuman, mujhe kitna kuch shunna padha... tum logo ke liye? Jahan bhi jata tha... sab puchta tha... kab khooni pakdha jayega? Aare khooni ko pakadhna halua khana hain kya?

He laughed in his own comment.

Joh bhi ho... main khush hoon. Well done. He moved from there dramatically.

Kabhi kabhi inka hili hui screw bhi sahi set ho jata hain! Abhijeet whispered at Daya's ears causing a laughter burst of this golden hearted senior inspector.

Sir iss khushi me ek selfie ho jayen? Facebook me daalunga main. Sachin proposed hesitatingly looking at their head who nodded in disappointment plastering a proud smile on his lips.

THE END

References

Lethal drug... Quora.com, Wikipedia, Times of India.com

Psychological issues..... THE HINDU (daily newspaper), Wikipedia, HealthProfs.com, American Psychiatrist Association report; 2014

Deadly weapon... SPIKE.com

Regional languages of India... Google translator (phir bhi agar kisi language me dher sara galati hain, toh I'm sorry. Google baba jaise mujhe translate kar ke diye... I just put it here)

Mumbai details... Wikipedia, Trans India Travels.com

CID jocks, poems, cartoons... Facebook

Map... surveyofindia.gov.in

BELIEVE ME

Senior Inspector Rajat took a deep breath of the salty air of Mumbai and smiled to himself. Tiny nostalgia surrounded him as he remembered his days in Mumbai part of CID team. As he walked along shores of beach, the song playing in his iPhone changed to melodious " abhi ja" song. His senior giving a naughty smile to him flashed in front of his eyes as he recalled memory where Sr Inspector Abhijeet happened to hear this song once. He smiled to himself and proceeded to deserted area. Just about when he was ready to return back, he noticed a girl awkwardly leaning against the rock. Mobile phone next to her was buzzing loud but she was not paying any attention to it. Rajat felt something fishy and proceeded to check on the girl.

Rajat: Hello...

The girl didn't respond.

Rajat touched the shoulder tentatively and her body collapsed into the sand. Rajat checked her pulse and felt no movement. He immediately called for ambulance and also dialed police control room to inform the incident.

Rajat waited on bench of city hospital where doctor declared the girl as brought dead. After some time a policeman approached him.

Policeman: Mr. Rajat?

Rajat: Yes.

Policeman: Sub Inspector Sameer from Juhu branch. Tell me what happened.

Rajat narrated the incident at beech to Sameer.

Sameer: What do you do? Do you go to beech the same time every day? Did you see this girl before?

Rajat: I work as senior inspector in CID Kolkata. I came to Mumbai two days ago for a friend's wedding. I don't know this girl and never seen her before.

Sameer: Morning sir. Where is your friend?

Though Sameer tried to be polite, Rajat understood the motive behind the question very well. He gave a small smile.

Rajat: Actually I worked in Mumbai couple of years ago. So I came for a walk in beach all by myself as I am familiar with the area.

Sameer nodded and asked Rajat to wait as he proceeded to talk to the doctor.

Doctor: Inspector, She was brought dead. There is no visible injury on her. Actual cause of death could only be determined with postmortem.

Sameer thanked doctor and came to meet Rajat who finished giving his statement and was handling the mobile phone of the girl to constable.

Rajat: I received a call from her parents, while in ambulance. Her name is Kavya and her parents will be here soon. I told them that Kavya met with accident. So...

Sameer nodded.

Sameer: Sir, I am afraid you cannot leave city until we make some progress on this case.

Rajat: I understand. My experience says she could be poisoned, no visible injury that can cause death. Any way let us wait for postmortem be done.

Sameer: Right sir, She is too young to get attack. She looks like a teenager. I too observed her pale skin and thin hair.

Rajat thanked Sameer, left his phone number and current address with him and left.

After two days, Rajat got call from Sameer.

Sameer: Sir, as expected it was case of slow poisoning. I verified all her contacts and her daily routine. Routine check you know, now you can go back to Kolkata, but please leave your address with us for any further contact.

Rajat: Thanks Sameer. I understand and appreciate your sincerity.

Sameer smiles.

Rajat: Did you figure out how poisoning was done.

Sameer: That is really strange sir. None of her family members are poisoned. We checked each and every edible item in her house. Actually there is no such food which only Kavya eats. Poisoning was done by food and we are not able to find which food had poison in it.

Rajat: What about outside? Like any restaurant or in college canteen.

Sameer: We are checking there as well sir. But there is no such food that only Kavya eats regularly outside. She usually takes lunch packed from house. She does eat some pastries or ice cream, but usually shares with her best friend. Even they share lunch boxes. Only Kavya is poisoned, all others are not.

Rajat: That's strange.

Sameer: Even stranger is the letter the family received.

Rajat: letter?

Sameer: Yes sir. Kavya's family received a letter saying " Now I hope she can see the truth". Sender's name and address was not mentioned and letter was sent on Kavya's name to her address. Now we suspect that the letter has got something to do with her death. We are now using the letter as our second clue, first clue being the poison.

Rajat: Hmm. Proceed Mr. Sameer. I think you are on right path. Please contact me if you need any information from me.

Rajat gave his Kolkata address and immersed into deep thoughts. His thoughts were broken by a call from ACP Pradyuman. He smiled to himself as he thought Sameer even verified with CID Mumbai regarding him.

Rajat: Good morning Sir.

ACP Pradyuman: Good morning Rajat. How are you? How are things going?

Rajat: Good Sir. Today night I am leaving to Kolkata.

ACP Pradyuman: Good. Juhu police station SI contacted us to verify your background about the case. What happened?

Rajat narrated the incident to ACP sir and latest findings of Sameer as well.

ACP Pradyuman: Ok. It looks Sameer is on the right track. Please help him / advise him if it's necessary.

Rajat: Sure sir.

Rajat left to Kolkata that evening. After a week he received a call from Sameer. After casualties, Sameer came to the main purpose of his call.

Sameer: Sir, Do you recall seeing anything suspicious in beech?

Rajat: No, I even mentioned it in my statement.

Sameer: Yes sir, Still I wanted to check again as we kind of landed into a dead end in this case.

There was a slight frown in Sameer's voice which made Rajat concerned.

Rajat: dead-end?

Sameer: Yes sir. The letter was a normal inland envelop posted in Navi Mumbai. None of the friends/ relatives lives in navi Mumbai.

Rajat: May be someone went there to just post the letter.

Sameer: Yes, that is a possibility. But we didn't come across a single name who wants to kill her or make her trust something. We checked from family angle, in her neighborhood and college. But nothing.

Rajat: Any love or just an admirer?

Sameer: I checked that as well sir. Surprisingly, the letter was sent to her current address. Family moved here just 3 months ago and her address was not updated in any official records.

Rajat: That means, culprit either knows the family very well, or is from the same neighborhood or came to her house once or at least followed her to know her address.

Sameer: Right sir. But her relatives don't know the exact address, who really needs the address in the era of mobile phones? None of her friends ever came to this house, yes they know the locality but not the exact address as mentioned on letter.

Rajat: That leaves only two possibilities. Someone from neighborhood or someone who followed her to home.

Sameer: and that person has a way to feed her poison exclusively. Chances are zero sir.

Rajat felt that the young man is kind of disappointed not finding any clue after a long investigation on every possible angle.

Rajat: All numbers start after zero Sameer. Cheer up. There is something that we are not seeing. Do one thing. Gather each and every habit, daily activity of Kavya. Even a small casual thing could give out a major breakthrough. Also, did we get detailed report of poison analysis?

Sameer: Not yet sir. I will follow your advice sir, Thank you.

Rajat: Also, check with nearest police stations if any similar cases were reported. Poison and a letter.

Sameer: Sure Sir.

******

Rajat lead Inspector Sameer into CID building. After flashing cards and completing routine security checks, they both lead to main bureau hall. Purvi met them in corridor with a set of papers in her hand. Purvi wished Rajat with smile and Rajat introduced Sameer to Purvi. Purvi lead Rajat and Sameer to meeting room where ACP Pradyuman, Abhijeet, Daya, Freddy and Pankaj were waiting for them.

Purvi, Rajat and Sameer: Good morning Sir.

ACP Pradyuman: Good morning. Please take your seats.

Purvi handed the papers she had in her hand to ACP.

Rajat smiled broad looking at his prior team and wished every one.

Rajat: Sir, Please meet Sameer. You know about the girl's dead body I found at beech. He is the inspector handling that case.

ACP: Hello Sameer. Rajat, Sameer, Now that this case is transferred to crime branch, I need every detail of the case. Large,small,minute, everything. ok?

Rajat: Yes Sir. let me give a quick recap of the case so far.

Rajat explained finding dead body and investigation details till Sameer contacted other police stations for similar strange cases.

ACP: So, after reaching other police stations looking for similar cases, you found more cases related to this?

Rajat: Yes sir.

Sameer: Yes sir, That was shocking and our ACP Waseem sir forwarded the case to CID.

ACP: Right. He did tell me that you would help us handover the case and of course Rajat as well.

Rajat: Sure Sir.

Sameer: Actually I found 2 more cases reported in Mumbai. One from Thane police station and another from central station. In central station, Police recorded death of an 8 year old rag picker boy named Munna. Upon postmortem it was found that he was poisoned with Thallium.

Abhijeet: Did Kavya die because of Thallium?

Pankaj: Thallium?

Purvi: It's scientific name of a slow poison Pankaj.

Pankaj muttered something inaudible under the breath and shut his mouth after getting a glare from ACP, though Freddy could hear "Oh, Why don't people talk English"

Sameer: Yes sir. Though Thallium is commonly used slow poison, the poison levels exactly matched with that of Kavya's.

Daya: I see.

Purvi: How about the letter? In Kavya's case letter was more peculiar than the poisoning. It looks like if letter code is broken, case will be solved automatically.

Sameer: No madam. Letter was not involved. The boy was a rag picker and used to sleep on streets, there is no address as well.

ACP: How come police registered and gave an insight into this death. It's obvious that no one landed complaint on his death. No visible injury either?

Sameer: Sir, actually the boy died inside the big mall of Central. This caught lot of attention and mall security informed police. As a regular procedure postmortem was performed. Then case is kept as pending as police could not find any clues.

Rajat: and this happened very recently Sir. Two weeks after Kavya's death. But I am not able to relate if these two deaths perfectly.

ACP, Abhijeet and Daya nodded.

Abhijeet: Rajat, may be these are not related? How about the other one? You said two cases matched with Kavya's case.

Rajat: Yes sir, The second matching case was reported in Thane. It was case of a 32 year old housewife named Nirmala. Actually this case made me think that we are in serial killing zone. Because of letter. Nirmala also died of Thallium about 3 months ago and family did receive the same letter. Exact same words.

There were few minutes of silence as team absorbed the information.

Freddy: What were other similarities among the letters received by both families?

Sameer: Both were posted from Navi Mumbai area and handwriting looks same as well. I got Xerox of all evidences.

Abhijeet: Good. Are Kavya,Munna and Nirmala related?

Sameer: unfortunately No sir. None of the families or friends of one recognized other two, nor were they in touch in phone.

Daya: That rules out possibility of some known person being the murderer. Also they live in different areas of city as well.

Rajat: yes sir. Also they are of different age groups and belong to different background.

Purvi: Exactly, a rag picker, a college student and a housewife.

Abhijeet and Daya observe that ACP is lost in some deep thoughts. They look at each other and shrug.

Freddy: Any institute or place where they all registered?

Daya: May be, maybe we should take each minute detail of 3 cases and try to find a match. Sameer, Do we have all details for Kavya's case?

Sameer: Yes sir. But we don't have much details about Munna.

Rajat: How about Nirmala?

Sameer: There are details but not complete sir. We need to work on that.

Purvi: Any way, we need to start afresh on all three cases, in our style

All nodded.

ACP: Excuse me, I will be back in a minute.

Everyone is clearly surprised, but didn't say anything. ACP moved out of room with his phone.
Pankaj: That's strange. First time I am seeing ACP sir lost in some thoughts when a case discussion is going on.

Freddy: Pankaj, It means he is thinking something, beyond what is discussed till now.

Everyone gave a small smile and started normal chit chat waiting for ACP to come back. After 5 minutes, ACP is back.

ACP: Well, Since it is case of slow poisoning, let us start with hair analysis. Sameer?

Sameer handed the report sheet to ACP.

Rajat: Sir, from report, it was evident that Kavya was poisoned since past 4 months and the poison entered the body every Saturday most of the times and Sunday few times.

Daya: What is special in her schedule on these days?

Sameer: She used to go to an ice cream shop on those days. We did enquire at shop and even took the owner under custody. But we could not find any clue or evidence against him.

Purvi: May be he erased all evidences?

ACP: Did Munna or Nirmala used to go there? Maybe we should find out. BTW where is this ice cream shop located?

Rajat: At Worli sir.

Purvi: Why would someone go so far to eat ice cream?

Rajat: Actually, She used to go to the temple there and the ice cream parlor is near to the temple.

ACP: I see. Do you guys have any more to discuss?

Everyone was quiet.

ACP: Ok, Abhijeet, handover all files from Sameer and make sufficient copies. Everyone, read all files carefully (looking at duo).

Abhijeet, Daya, Freddy, Purvi, Pankaj: Yes Sir.

ACP: Sameer, Leave your number with us. We will call you if needed. Also leave the numbers of inspectors who handled cases of Munna and Nirmala.

Sameer: Yes sir.

ACP: Rajat, You can go back to Kolkata.

Rajat: Yes sir.

ACP: Abhijeet, Daya, you both handover the details to Forensic. Both Salunkhe and Tarika are at court to give forensic statement in court. They should be back by 3 PM.

Duo: Yes sir.

ACP: Now, Let us all go for lunch

Pankaj : Yes sir.

Everyone was on way to Rajat's favorite restaurant near CID building. They all took walk as the place is walkable.

Abhjeet: Daya, did you notice ACP sir is kind of lost and upset?

Daya: hmm. Also he left in middle of that important conversation.

Abhijeet: Exactly. Maybe we should talk to him in evening.

Daya: Yeah, Definitely after lunch boss, I am damn hungry.

Abhijeet: Tell me when you are not.

Daya: Boss...

Abhijeet: Ok, Here is Rajat's favorite Italian restaurant. Let's go inside.

Once everyone seated and placed order, they started normal chitchat as they don't want to discuss anything related to case beyond certain areas. Rajat was narrating his experiment with Bengali food and how he ended up messing the dinner. Everyone was laughing their hearts out. ACP got a call and upon looking at caller id, he silently moved away from the table to an empty corner. Duo automatically made a mental note and nodded.

After finishing the phone conversation, ACP face was as white as sheet.

******

A wave of emotions washed over her face as Asha walked into the multi storied building standing proud with logo CID. She remembered the days she used to work there and had a second family among her colleagues. After she took transfer to Delhi to stay with her parents, she did work with excellent people, but none matched the CID family of Mumbai. The bureau was silent with officers working on some tasks. Asha paused at the entrance to take a look. She recognized only three of them Daya, Abhijeet and Freddy. Abhijeet suddenly looked up and smiled wide.

Abhijeet: Asha

Asha smiled back and walked in gracefully. Daya, Freddy,Sachin, Purvi and Pankaj gathered around Abhijeet.

Daya: Hi Asha, Daya passed a warm smile and introduced her to team and team to her.

Team moved to their previous work. Abhijeet, Daya, Freddy and Asha moved to Abhijeet's desk.

Asha: Is ACP sir in a meeting? He told me about Rajat, Who is he?

Freddy: ACP sir went to wind up some work, he will be back Asha, Rajat used to work here before. He played a major role in giving a shape to the serial murders happening in city.

Freddy's voice shook little while he talked about serial murders. Asha assured him with a small smile that she is fine.

Daya: coffee? Tea?

Asha: Coffee is fine.

They moved to cafeteria to grab a cup of coffee. They picked the favorite corner table with mugs of piping hot coffee.

Abhijeet: Asha, I am so sorry about your loss.

Asha(sighs): you know Abhijeet, he was more like a dad to me, rather than my uncle. He used to pamper me from childhood and supported me a lot when my father was against me in joining police force. He was a noble man and I can't believe that he is now one of the victims of these serial murders.

A glimpse of moisture sealed her eyes as she talked about her uncle Somanath, who was murdered recently and his death belonged to the pattern of serial murders happening in Mumbai. Two days ago, when she was informed about death of her uncle, it seemed normal. But when doctors examined his body to retrieve organs for donation, they found poison that seemed odd. She requested her current boss for permission to work on is case due to her personal interest. She was warned not to take case to heart, but was given permission to work on this case honoring her request. Few hours ago when she received a call from ACP Pradyuman asking her to check for any strange letter she was puzzled. After she found that weird letter with note "Now I hope he can see the truth" in the letter box, she was confused but something started making sense. Now, she is here with the letter and primary report from doctor in hand waiting for her father figure to explain why he thought her uncle was victim of serial murders in Mumbai. A tear escaped the corner of her eye as she recalled incidents from 2 days.

Daya was about to say something but Abhijeet warned him not to by eye gesture. Asha composed herself and looked at trio with a determined eyes.

Asha: let us make sure we all nail this case and nab the culprit.

Trio: That's the spirit.

Freddy observed ACP passing by and informed the same. They quickly finished coffee and went to bureau main area. They met ACP in main hall. ACP passed a warm smile to Asha and led whole CID team, Rajat and Sameer to a large meeting room.

ACP: Team, I am really sorry to inform you that we found another death relating to our pattern that happened 2 days ago. Victim is Mr. Somanath, uncle of our CID sr Inspector Asha.

Abhijeet who was sitting next to Asha gave a small squeeze on her palm.

ACP: Asha informed me about her uncle's death due to poisoning already. When we were discussing about the case I felt a strange connection and asked her to check Somnath ji's house for any weird letter and she found one.

Asha handed over letter to ACP.

ACP: This letter was also posted for Navi Mumbai and has same content. Also this letter was delivered to Somnath ji's house.

Daya: Asha, was that slow poisoning?

Asha: Not sure. Actually uncle donated all his body parts, and when doctors arrived to collect the parts they found traces of poison. Detailed postmortem is going on. Salunkhe sir is handling it.

Abhijeet: I am pretty confident that this matches as well.

Daya: We really have to solve the case fast.

Asha: Right. First we need to find what is common in all the four cases.

ACP: Right. We need to find every minute details of 4.

Abhijeet: We have all details in Kavya's case.

ACP: Purvi, You find details of Munna.

Purvi: Yes sir.

Pankaj: But sir, Munna's case is not matching pattern exactly. There is no letter

Abhijeet: He doesn't have address either. May be letter was posted to someone he knows, like a nearby shop keeper or someone.

Purvi: Sir, I will enquire in whole area where Munna used to live.

Abhijeet: Good. Also collect any DNA samples of Munna from police station and send them to Salunkhe sir.

Purvi: Yes Sir.

ACP: Pankaj, You go to Navi Mumbai and try to locate if all letters are posted from same post box. Look for any clues, enquire around the area.

Pankaj: Yes sir, but...

ACP: hmm But?

Pankaj: Nothing Sir.

ACP: Freddy, You find details about Nirmala.

Freddy: yes Sir.

ACP: Asha, You and Daya go and find details of Somnath ji. Daya, after that, meet your informers and activate them to look for any feelers.

Asha and Daya: yes Sir

ACP: Abhijeet, now convey details of all cases to forensic once Salunkhe is back. Later, You activate our informer network. Meet them in person and give them feeds to look for.

Abhijeet: yes sir.

ACP: I want the complete report by tomorrow afternoon.

All: yes sir.

CID team members get busy with their tasks and Rajat left to Kolkata.

******

Next day morning,

ACP: Damn it ...

He threw the paper in his hands on table. All Abhijeet and Daya who were in the office with him didn't dare to say a single word.

ACP: Damn the article, How did this happen? There is the big article that printed regarding serial murders in Mumbai and failure of police department. How did this information leak?

Again silence prevailed.

ACP: Find the journalist.

Abhijeet: I did sir, it's written by Suraj.

Daya: Sir, he might be our suspect too right?

Abhijeet: Right, otherwise, he needs to explain how he found the murders linked.

ACP: First off, he found they are murders. We took some weeks of investigation and effort to find same.

Duo: Yes sir. We will get him.

ACP: Ok. Daya, Is Somnath ji's report ready?

Daya: Yes Sir. Asha called all his friends personally to find each small detail. We collected every information from his house including diaries, bills. I requested mobile company to send detailed report of his mobile locations and call data. That report will take a day.

ACP: Ok. Abhijeet?

Abhijeet: Sir, Salunkhe sir informed that the poison is in food as per his autopsy report on Somnath Ji and also autopsy report of Kavya. He did observe the mucus along the food pipe most affected which indicates that it was main source of poisoning. Dr Tarika took hair samples of Kavya and Somnath ji to taxonomy analysis. Once We obtain DNA samples from Purvi and Freddy, we shall send them to Taxonomy lab as well.

Daya: But Abhijeet, we already have taxonomy report of Kavya right?

Abhijeet: Dr Salunkhe wants to see the test with his eyes.

Daya(whisper): 4 eyes.

Trio shared a laugh.

ACP: Now, what to wait for? Find Suraj.

Duo left to find Suraj.

In the evening, team was ready with the reports.

Freddy: Sir, Nirmala doesn't have any relation with other 3 victims. She was a housewife and had very limited circle of friends. Her routine was very simple as well. She was at home for most of the time, would go to drop and pick her son from bus stop. I got her everyday details. She used to go to beauty parlor, but she didn't have any friends there. I even checked the place where family gets milk, vegetables and curries from. But usually whole family eats them and only she is poisoned.

Dr Salunkhe: That too, not on every day. She was poisoned only on Wednesdays.

ACP: Taxonomy report ready? So fast?

Sr Salunkhe: Isn't that a cool thing?

ACP: Yes yes ...

Purvi: Sir, I enquired in and around whole area. Munna was a rag picker and used to eat at local street food vendors near to the place he lived. No one really has a reason to kill the boy with poison. There were no major quarrels among them as well, except some very low money issues for like 10 rs or 20 rs.

ACP: Now that we really don't have any clue, we can't let any single point be dropped. You got all details right?

Purvi: Yes sir, also no one around received any letter. If the sender dropped letter on the street personally, we can't say. No one remember seeing anything though.

Abhijeet: Haan, It's a busy area. But somehow I feel Munna's case is not directly connecting to rest of murders. Something is missing somewhere.

Daya: May be this case was not related or may be someone else was the actual target?

Abhijeet: Purvi, Did Munna used to meet someone regularly?

Purvi: So far, I didn't hear any such sir.

Dr Tarika: I don't know who the target was, but even Munna was poisoned on specific days. It was every Monday and every Thursday.

Abhijeet: So, we should definitely relate Munna's case with rest.

Freddy: But, everyone seemed to be poisoned on different days.

ACP: Right, but there is the pattern. Different days but specific days. Salunkhe, How about Somnath Ji?

Dr Salunkhe: Somnath was poisoned once a week, every Tuesday.

Asha: Tuesday?

ACP: Anything specific Asha?

Asha: Sir, uncle used to go for voluntary work on every Tuesday.

ACP: Where?

Daya: It's in the diary sir, Somnath ji mentioned his schedule in diary.

Asha fetched diary and read out

Asha: "Helping hands" in Worli

Abhijeet: Worli? Sir, Kavya also used to go to Worli on days she was poisoned.

Daya: Right. Freddy?

Freddy: Sir, Wednesdays Nirmala used to go for getting vegetables for house.

ACP: So, she does go out. Find all details of her Wednesday routine. Where she used to go, meet everything. Stress on this activity.

Freddy: Sure sir. I will go and meet everyone in person.

Abhijeet: Purvi, find more about Munna's schedule on the days he was poisoned every Monday and every Thursday.

Purvi: Sir, actually Munna never leaves his regular place. He picks rags and sells in Central area only. Well, I will find more again sir.

Daya: Good. (eyeing Pankaj busy on phone) Pankaj, What is the update?

Pankaj (Worried): Sir, 43000 likes and 20,000 comments sir.

ACP: What?

Asha hid a smile and Freddy stumped on Pankaj's feet.

Pankaj: What What sir? No What Sir? I mean Yes Sir.

Dr Salunkhe: Is that English?

Asha: looks so Sir.

Daya: Pankaj, what are those likes and comments about?

Pankaj: Sir...

Abhijeet: Spit it

Pankaj (Sighs): My friend sent me a text message about a Facebook page "Save Mumbai". The page was opened as reaction to the article that was printed about serial murders. People are calling names to Police.

ACP: What?

Pankaj: yes Sir, Also a protest is going against CID for bringing Suraj for enquiry. There is a twitter tag too with name #SunWhoWasBlocked.

Abhijeet: Ain? Sun? What heck do they think? As if this Suraj was the one who brought truth in front of us? Huhh..

Asha (disappointed): By now they might have made that Suraj as a hero.

Dr Salunkhe: Can someone tell me about the twitter tag?

Dr Tarika: Sir, that's ...

ACP: ENOUGH!!!. No more twitter, Facebook. Everyone get into the business. (eyeing Pankaj) Anyone who would like to do tweeting will get the privilege to spend whole time on twitter by getting fired.

Everyone nod while ...

Dr Salunkhe (murmur): huhh, Hitler, Ravan...

ACP (ignoring): Pankaj, What did you find out in Navi Mumbai?

Pankaj: Nothing useful sir, The letters could be posted in any area of Navi Mumbai. Post office could not give any clues.

ACP: Ok. Let us summarize from what we have so far and base taxonomy report for our analysis. Let's start from the time line. First case is of Nirmala who died 3 months ago due to poisoning on Wednesdays. Next Kavya who died 1.5 month ago due to poisoning on Saturdays and occasionally Sundays. Next is Munna who died 1 month ago due to poisoning on Monday and Thursday. Last case is Somnath ji happened 4 days ago and poisoning on Tuesdays.

Abhijeet: All were poisoned on different dates, but most of them went out on the days they were poisoned. In 2 cases we hear Worli, Possibly we have connection with Worli.

ACP: Right.

Abhijeet observed that Daya was lost in some thoughts.

Abhijeet( softly): Daya

Daya: Haan Abhijeet.

Abhijeet: Spit it .

Daya (smile): Different dates, different days and different ages and gender. I was wondering if there is any sequence. 32 year old lady, 16 year old girl, 8 year old boy and a 64 year old elderly man. All numbers are in multiples of 8.

Abhijeet: Oh yes. 32, half is 16 then half is 8 but 64 is ...

ACP: May be there was a death of 64 year old before Nirmala that we don't know?

Daya: That makes a sequence 64,32,16,8 and now 64 so is next target a 32 year old?

Abhijeet: and might be a woman?

Dr Salunkhe: But there will be so many who would be a 32 year old woman in Mumbai. Also Daya, I don't mean to contradict you but Munna's exact age is not known.

ACP: The age was estimate, may be killer estimated the age?

Freddy: Sir, Even Nirmala case her age was an estimate from the ration card. None of her family knew exact age of her.

Purvi: Sir, I accept Munna doesn't have a record, but rest of cases do have records. May be killer got details from some records and made them targets.

Asha: Maybe we should check the places where these are registered? May be except Munna?

ACP: Right. Everyone, get into finding details of the specific day of your person and get all records where they were registered. Purvi, Try to see if any NGO's work in the Central area to register about Rag pickers.

Purvi: Yes Sir.

ACP: Asha take Pankaj with you. Daya, Abhijeet, Let's go and talk to Suraj now.

Team went on respective tasks and Trio moved to room where Suraj was held.

Suraj: Officers, you really can't do this. Do you know the power of journalism? Do you know how big my news is?

Abhijeet(angry): Do you know what the impact of the news is? Can you tell me how this news is going to help public or police with anything?

Suraj(blunt): My job is to report.

Abhijeet : And it's everyone's job to be responsible. At Least you could make an article that helps public to be cautious, be aware, and be attentive. But your whole article was compilation of wrong and right information and blame on police.

Suraj: Who would like to buy a news that doesn't have any spice in it.

Abhijeet: Spice ...

ACP (Strict): Abhijeet.

Abhijeet calmed down and waiting for his anger to fade. As a cue Daya started as.

Daya: I am not going to talk about your article and your social responsibility, Which I clearly see you don't have. Tell me how you this news?

Suraj: Scared officer? We have our ways.

ACP: What are those ways?

Suraj: That's a secret. Now Can I go?

ACP: before I let you go, tell me why I shouldn't think you are the culprit?

Suraj: Because I am not.

Abhijeet: Everyone says same thing before us, but as time progresses they would start dancing in the room as per piano music.

Suraj: You can't scare me. You can't apply any third degree on me. You don't have any evidence against me. You know I know law.

Daya: How did you find about serial murders?

Suraj: I got a dream.

Abhijeet: Do you dream in day or night? And suddenly snatched mobile from Suraj. The mobile was locked but Daya made Suraj unlock the phone using thumb print forcefully.

Suraj: That's invading my privacy. I will file a case on you.

Abhijeet retrieved the picture of the circular sent by Sameer to various police stations asking to find cases of murder by thallium reported in past 6 months. The picture was taken a day before the article got published.

Abhijeet: Here, I found your nightmare. (showing the picture to ACP and Daya) he stole the picture of this circular from police files and cooked up a story.

Suraj: Yes.

Daya: Sir, this is a case. Right?

ACP: Right. Handover the evidence and send him to remand.

Trio moved out of the interrogation room. Abhijeet was still in bad mood.

Daya: Boss, Forget it.

Abhijeet: What yaar, Isn't a person responsible with the society he lives in? Don't we have morals and respect towards country?

Daya: I know you are right Abhijeet, now we should start teaching everyone.

Duo smiled.

Daya: and ...

Abhijeet: What?

Daya: Boss, sandwich?

Abhijeet: Do I have option?

Daya: Of Course, you can choose between you buy me one right away or after 5 minutes.

Duo moved out relaxed.

*****

At forensic lab, Dr Salunkhe was examining the letters with a graphologist. Dr Tarika is taking notes. Trio entered the lab.

Dr Tarika: Sir, Can you wait for 5 minutes. We are almost done.

Trio nodded and waited for five minutes.

Dr Salunkhe: ACP sir, meet Mrs. Raina. She is a graphologist and we took her opinion regarding the handwriting.

ACP: Hello madam. What does your analysis say?

Mrs. Raina: I got couple of notes that Dr Tarika had noted. On high level it looks the notes were written by a person who has extreme superiority complex.

Dr Salunkhe: The person is probably young. I mean not an old man.

Abhijeet: Can we find age by looking at handwriting?

Dr Salunkhe: typically old aged people write chain letters as that was the standard back then.

Abhijeet passed a naughty smile to Dr Salunkhe and Dr Salunkhe fumed but kept silent. ACP, Daya and Dr Tarika enjoyed that silent war.

Dr Tarika: Also sir, there is a note that says that the person who wrote letters is fond of numbers.

Trio got alert on this.

Dr Salunkhe: Correct. Numbers were written with utter care where as letters were written rather carelessly.

Dr Tarika: Sir, where do we have numbers in letter?

Mrs. Raina: In pin code of address. ACP sir, Since the text is just a single line and we don't have much text to analyze, I couldn't find more details. For graphology study, we need to have as much text as possible to analyze.

ACP : That's all right madam. Thank you for your support.

Dr Salunkhe: On more point Boss, the letters, addresses were not written in hurry. The writer wrote them relaxed way.

Mrs. Raina: but the carelessness in writing indicates the insensitivity of the writer.

Dr Tarika: That's why murdering someone is a possibility, if we assume that writer is our culprit.

Mrs. Raina: Sir, I will prepare and send a signed copy of the report later today. Right now I need to rush.

ACP and Dr Salunkhe: Sure. Thank you.

Freddy ran into Abhijeet and almost knocked him down. If it was not the most fit, always exercised body of Sr Inspector, the person would have kissed the beautiful marble floor of bureau.

Abhijeet (cried): What was that for? Huh

Freddy: Sorry Sir.

Daya: Looks Freddy got something.

Freddy: Yes sir. Nirmala also Worli. I mean...

ACP: Freddy... Relax.

Freddy was handed a glass of water which he gulped down. After his excitement settled,

Freddy: Sir, I told you Nirmala used to shop for vegetables on Wednesdays. She used to buy extra vegetables and donate to Helping Hands of Worli. Her husband and family were unaware of her small donations. Actually her husband doesn't like the social work, so she used to save up little money that she was given by her parents or husband and used to buy and donate vegetables to the NGO.

Abhijeet: How did you find about it?

Freddy: I went to place where she used to buy vegetables from, the market. Vegetable vendors identified her and also told that she always bought extra vegetables and handed over to some guy in market. They told me that the guy who picked vegetables from her, used to come by bike and bike had some logo. When I showed them the helping hands logo they confirmed it's that.

ACP: Good job Freddy. Something fishy with this helping hands. Let me call Asha, She must be at helping hands right?

Freddy: Sir, I already informed Asha. The vendors at market did tell me brief description of the guy. She is on it.

ACP: Let us go to Helping Hands then.

Abhijeet: Maybe we should verify handwriting with suspects. Let me get the Xerox of the letters.

Abhijeet moved to get letters and ACP and Daya were admiring the glowing face of Freddy.

Daya: he is still a small child sir.

ACP: Oh only he?

Daya: Sir..

Freddy: Who Sir?

ACP: Nothing. Abhijeet is back. Let's go.

At Helping hands ...

While quails stopped with a break and ACP,Abhijeet,Daya and Freddy got out of it. They noticed Purvi's bike parked in front of the building already and Asha and Purvi are very busy checking some records. All organizers and staff of NGO are tensed and helping them with what they want. Purvi noticed CID team and moved to give update.

Purvi: Sir, I found nothing in Munna's case related to this NGO, but as Freddy sir informed me about the relevance to this NGO in 3 cases, I came here to check. Maybe we can find something more here as we have only this link now.

ACP: Good, Were we able to get in touch with person who used to pick vegetables from Nirmala?

Purvi: Yes sir, But he claims he can't write English. Also everyone here confirmed that he is literate only in Maratha.

ACP: May be he is lying. We need to keep him as suspect and investigate further.

Abhijeet: Correct Sir. BTW Purvi, You said 3 cases? So far only Nirmala and Somnath cases are related right?

Purvi: Sir, Just now we found Kavya in the volunteers list here.

Daya: What?

Purvi: yes sir. Asha madam is checking records of Kavya.

All went to meet Asha.

Asha: Sir, What is the current address of Kavya?

Abhijeet quickly checked the letter and gave address.

Asha(frown): Address didn't match sir.

Organizer of NGO : Madam, This girl was a volunteer here as part of a college program. She was in her +2 that time as per our records. There are some schools that enforce social service and she belonged to them. She was never came up by herself or continued her work. I assure you that our NGO has no connection with your investigation.

ACP: May I know who you are?

Organizer: I am Mr. Jameel, organizer of this NGO.

ACP (coldly): Ok Jameel ji, it's our job to decide if this organization has any link with the case or not. Let us do our job. For now, Please cooperate with us and also understand that we have no motive to trouble you rather than solve the case.

Jameel: Ok Sir.

Abhijeet: How many volunteers do you have? And who has access to all records.

Purvi: Sir, Records are maintained by volunteers as well. There are about 3000 volunteers who worked from past one year.

Daya: 3000 !!!

Abhijeet: It takes hell lot of time to get all these in contact and enquire.

ACP: We need to expedite as well.

Daya: Sir, Let us check the kitchen here. If Nirmala was sending vegetables, it means they have kitchen.

Abhijeet: Right. Let's go. Asha, you continue scanning records and take them under our control.

Asha: yes sir.

ACP: Where is Pankaj.

Team looked around and Freddy grabbed Pankaj who was standing behind pillow looking really scared.

Freddy: What happened? What are you doing? Let's go to check Kitchen.

Pankaj: Sure sir. May be my last search.

Freddy: Last?

Pankaj: Yes... (sighs) this is my last case sir.

Freddy: Are you ok? Or being nuts?

Pankaj: Sir, ACP sir is going to fire me

Freddy: Why?

Pankaj: Sir ...

ACP: Pankaj, Freddy, What is going on there?

Freddy: nothing Sir.

In kitchen, ACP, Abhijeet, Daya and Freddy are busy checking kitchen.

Pankaj approached ACP hesitantly.

Pankaj: Sir ...

ACP: Did you find something?

Pankaj: Yes sir, but ...

ACP: But?

Pankaj: But, promise me you won't fire me sir. This job is really necessary for me. My parents are looking for matches as well and ...

ACP: OH stop it. Tell me what it is.

Pankaj made a scared face.

Abhijeet, Daya and Freddy gathered by now.

Abhijeet: Pankaj, if what you found is useful and related to case ACP sir will praise you. Ok? Come on. What did you find.

Pankaj (Happy): Sir, see this profile ( opened his phone and opened a Facebook page). Remember the numbers we talked about in our bureau? 32, 16,8,64? I saw a profile that posted similar numbers like this on the save Mumbai page. See this sir.

Rest of the team peeped and found a post "64 ^ 32 ^ 16 ^ 32 ^ 64^ soon" posted by a profile named "belief_saves" posted repeatedly on the page save Mumbai. Pankaj opened the profile in a tab and updates were all about god and philosophy. There was no name or profile picture. Friends list was restricted.

ACP (thoughtful): This matches our profile.

Abhijeet: Sir did you observe the numbers? Munna's case which was not matching is not in this series.

Daya nodded.

ACP: Can we find IP address from this profile? Or try to hack this account?

Abhijeet: We will do that if we can't find a faster way sir. Freddy, call our computer expert and ask her to get on it.

Team is lost in their thoughts while Freddy moved to call.

Abhijeet: Sir, All comments and updates are of god and numbers. May be he is someone who talks crazily about god? Or even someone who is crazy about numbers?

ACP: Let's go.

Team asked Jameel to move to a room where they can talk personally. After a normal chit chat to relax him

ACP : Jameel ji, you are right. There is nothing wrong here. We are sorry to trouble you.

Jameel (relaxed): Its ok Sir. I told you.

ACP: yeah of course. But you know we have obligations as well.

Abhijeet: Really, you guys are doing very good job. God will really bless you for your efforts.

Jameel: Officer, I believe in helping hands more. I don't say god doesn't exist but I believe god exists in a person who helps others.

Daya: Oh!! What do you mean? God is great and he is responsible for everything. You know? Without being initiated by God, nothing happens in world.

Jameel: Officer, I am not denying that. Ok. I agree with you.

ACP: Our Daya always talks so, you know some people ...

Jameel: I know, I know. I do meet people who are really crazy on this subject.

Abhijeet: Really? Here in NGO?

Jameel: yeah, You know there is a guy who volunteers here and very active. He even calls himself as god.

Trio's expression hardened.

ACP: Who:

Jameel: Vimal.

Abhijeet: he must be a math genius? I read some theory like that.

Jameel: Your theory is half correct. You know he is very fond of numbers. He calls us by numbers rather than by names. Sometimes bases on how we look, sometimes based on age etc.

Trio passed an agreement glance.

Daya: We would like to meet him. Can we get his mobile number, address please?

Jameel: Why sir?

ACP: routine enquiry. Also remember that you will not contact him about our intention to meet him. Freddy, You and Pankaj keep a watch here.

Freddy and Pankaj: yes sir.

Purvi and Asha who have been guarding the meeting room to make sure no one overhears the conversation stepped in.

CID team proceeded to look for Vimal. ACP suddenly remembered something and stopped.

ACP: Asha, You too stay here. We will go ...

Asha (firm): Sir, I learnt how not to let our personal life and sentiments to interfere with duty in early days of my career Sir. It was from my senior and (whispered) father.

ACP passed a proud look to her while rest of team smiled with admiration.

Abhijeet: Let's go sir.

Team got into Quails and proceeded to K R college where Vimal is studying and is expected to be found now. Abhijeet was busy instructing mobile company to add Vimal's phone on track and also send his mobile location and call details. Once they got near to college, they stopped quails at a distance and went by walk. Casually they approached the principal and asked him to meet Vimal in person. Principal upon seeing CID badges, sent message to Vimal to get into his cabin. Once Vimal was inside, Team cornered him carefully without hurting him and took him to an empty class room. The crazy look on Vimal's face confirmed their doubts.

In class room, Abhijeet displayed pictures of Munna, Nirmala, Kavya and Somnath in front of Vimal.

ACP: Vimal, Do you know these?

Vimal: I know everything.

Team looked at each other.

Abhijeet: Ok, you know everything. Then tell me what you know about these.

Vimal: So, you believe I know everything?

Abhijeet: yes.

Vimal looking at CID team: You all too?

Whole team nodded.

Vimal was very happy and started blabbering.

Vimal: Finally... finally someone ... no no 1,2,3,4,5 (counting ACP, Abhijeet, Asha, Daya, Freddy). No no (pointing Abhijeet) you are 1... right ? I will give you numbers ... yes ... you know.

Team looked helplessly at each other.

Daya: Ok, So I am 2. I believe you know everything. (pointing to Asha) She wants to be 3 but...

Vimal: But ... but?

Daya: If you tell about these (pointing to photos) she will believe.

Vimal looked at Asha and Asha nodded.

Vimal: Ok.. You know ... nah you don't know cos, only I know. (Pointing to Nirmala) this is 32 Nirmala, (pointing to Somnath) this is 64 Somnath, (pointing to Kavya) this is Kavya 16. They all didn't believe me. But now... now they believe me ... they really believe me.

ACP: What do they believe?

Vimal: hey 4, Now they believe that I AM GOD.

Team looked at each other.

ACP: What do you mean? Can you explain.

Vimal: Ok.. See I told many (showing his hands wide) so many people that I am god but they don't believe me. (pointing to the pictures) even these.. So .. You know one day I realized people can see god only after they die so... I started showing them god.

ACP: My god.

Vimal(happy) : Exactly .. Exactly ... I am your god.

ACP sighed.

Daya: How did you kill them?

Vimal: I mixed poison in sweet and used to give it to them when I meet them. I used to tell them it is Prashad so they don't deny. First was 64 (looking at pictures) you don't have her picture. It was 64 Shanta devi. She was a sweeper who works in this college. Next is 32 Nirmala. She used to send vegetables through Shiv, I used to meet her after she leaves from market and give her sweet. Next 16 Kavya, She was my classmate in 10th too and I met her again at helping hands. She goes to temple, then I used to give her sweet. Next is actually 32 Lokesh, I gave him sweet whenever I meet him in train twice a week, I met him in NGO as well. From 2 weeks he didn't come. So he also ... (laughs). This 64 Somnath, I used to give him when he comes to NGO.

Abhijeet: Where did you get poison?

Vimal: From my mom's lab.

Daya: But why did you kill in this order?

Vimal: I like number 64 so much so I started with that 64,32,16,32,64 .

Abhijeet (showing munna): Did you give him your sweet any time?

Vimal looked at photo for long and nodded negative.

ACP: Why did you write letters?

Vimal: So that they can read and find that they now know the truth.

Team was shocked at the confession and couldn't believe what they heard. Obviously the person was not in his mind. They took details of the other people whom Vimal is currently poisoning. They were amazed to see that Vimal followed each victim till home to know right address to send a letter. They moved him under custody.

*****

Epilogue:

With help of list that Vimal had, CID team could trace people who were getting poisoned and moved them to good care. Family of Shanta Devi was informed about bitter truth behind the old woman's death. CID team could find Lokesh who was not poisoned. Lokesh who was away from Mumbai for couple of weeks on occasion of his sister's wedding in a small town was amazed to know that he was a target. Lokesh now regrets always giving the sweet (given by Vimal) to Munna, a rag picker when he gets out of train. He actually has mixed feelings of being saved and someone taking his death.

Vimal is under treatment and the parents regret their overlook of Vimal's un-natural behavior and ignoring multiple warning sent from college that Vimal is not attending classes regularly. Charges were placed against the lab from where Vimal stole the poison.

Sameer was recognized with award for his duty and efforts. Asha moved back to Delhi with a heavy heart of losing her uncle and with a satisfaction that she could save more lives. Rajat who got updates from ACP was really shocked at where a simple case of death ended with. Suraj was soon released on bail and was made a hero who defeated police. Actual culprit was revealed with hidden identity but the save Mumbai page is still going on. Pankaj is happy not getting fired and still follows Facebook, In fact he got appreciation from ACP as well for the clue. Dr Salunkhe is taking classes from Pankaj about Facebook and twitter as ACP Pradyuman seems to know about something that he himself was not aware, forensic doctor never liked it. Everyone's life was back to normal and families who lost their valuable members due to this madness are recovering. Still ACP Pradyuman couldn't answer a simple question put by his right hand " Sir, How a person would end up doubting on every person that he meets? How can we live if we cannot eat a simple sweet offered by someone you know?"

Ring in Air

CID Bureau

Inside Cabin

07:23 pm;

First Person (placing Newspaper hardly over Desk with rashness): Damn It.

Second Person: kya Boss.

First Person (in Complete Irritation): kya Boss kya, haan, Dekh Nahi rahy Tum.

Second Person, tou (teasing way) Tum tou aisay React kr rahy ho jeesy Pehli baar is tarah kay Reaction ko Jhail rahy ho.

First Person: Bekaar ki Baat Mut kr, jub Acha karo tou kisi kay Munh sy Tareef kay do Shabdh Nahi Niklty aur ab.

Second Person: Calm Down ACP, is tarah Gussa kr ky Tum nay Apna Blood Pressure hee Barhana hy na (grabbing Him Arm & sat Him on Chair with) Betho Idhar (Forcefully Checked His B.P through Apparatus and showing the Reading with) Dekho, kitna High hy.

ACP (un gripped His Arm & say): Chor Salunkhe, kuch Nahi hota, ab jub tak ye case Solve nahi hoga na, ACP Pradyuman ka B.P isi tarah High rahy ga.

Dr. R. P Salunkhe takes a Sigh after ACP Comment and His Eyes focused the Headline Printed over Newspaper takes Him 3 Weeks back.

CID Bureau

Inside Cabin

08:23 am;

The Loud Laughing Voice Fills the Bureau, where Sr. Insp Abhijit and Sr. Insp Daya Enjoying a Sad story of Insp. Freddy where His Wife again gives Him a Punishment to washing Dishes before coming to Bureau;

Daya (adds): tou Tum thora jaldi uth jaty na.

Freddy: Sir, Raat 2 bajy tak tou Manisha Mujh sy Apny Kapry Iron karwati rahi.

Abhijit (smiley tone): Freddy, Bhabi Jii Tum ko Achi Training dy rahi hain, (ask Daya) kyun Daya.?

Daya: haan Boss, Tum ny Bhabi Jii ko Saheh Guide kiya tha (naughty) Freddy ko Seedha rakhny ki Training ky liye.

At One end, Abhijit Mouth Opened while on the Other hand Freddy looking in Complete Shock, while the man Spilling the Fire, Exit Out in minute.

CID Forensic Lab;

02:22 pm;

Salunkhe: wajah?

ACP: malum nahi, shayed kuch Personal ho, magr thory Tension mein lug rahy thy.

Salunkhe: kub nikalna hay?

ACP: 4 bajy, Tu Parking pr aa jana.

Salunkhe: ok, Main pohanch jaon ga.

CID Bureau Parking;

04: 15 pm;

ACP: kya Salunkhe, pory 15 minute Late hay Tu?

Salunkhe: arry bhae, Kaam krty hain Kaam, (signaling Driver to drive Car, after Occupied Seats with) Tumhari tarah bas Hukum Nahi chalaty.

ACP Grumbling while Car moving to its Destination, told by ACP Sir to Driver previously with Dr. R. P Salunkhe.

DCP Office;

05:10 pm;

ACP (loud tone): matlab.

DCP: Dekho, ACP, mtlab wtlab janna Tumhara Kaam hy, ye hain Mumbai East kay Sr. Inspector Mahesh, yehi Case Handle kr rahy thy (Mahesh Salutes ACP Sir who nodded as He was still Standing at Corner) (DCP again) ab jo bhi janna hy, yehi batayey ga, magar haan (ordering tone) Aik Hafty mein case Solve krna hy, haan.

Salunkhe (whisper): is ka Tick Tock ka Bhoot abhi tak utra Nahi.

ACP Controlled over His Smile, while Sr. Insp Mahesh started the case after getting Signal of DCP Chitrole.

Sr. Insp Mahesh (Shameful tone): kya kahun ACP Sir, kuch Samjh nahi aa raha, Main Aap Logun ko Shroo sy batata hun.

CID Bureau;

Meeting Room;

08: 27 am;

A Dark room, Changing Frames after Frames with continuous Voice having Proper background.

ACP: DCP Chitrole nay, ye Case Humein yani CID ko Aik Hafty ki Deadline kay Sath diya hy.

Abhijit: Sir, phir wohi Tick Tock ki Talwar kay sath Kaam karna hoga kya.?

ACP: Abhijit, filhal Police ye Case Solve hi kr chuki thi ya kaho yehi Bataya gaya hy.

Daya: matlab Sir.?

ACP: dekho, yeh Teenun Murders, 16, 19 aur 22 March ko huay hain, Different Timings pr, Police nay Qatil Pakr liya aur.

Abhijit (shockingly): ain, Qatil Mil gaya.

Nikhil (confused): tou Sir, Humein kya karna hoga.

ACP: Humein case ki phir sy Jaanch krni hogi, (to Officers) ye 3 Murders jis mein 4 Logun ki Maut ho chuki hay aur ek 11 saal ka Baccha is waqt Coma mein hy, Police nay apni Poori Tehqeqat kay baad, Case Adalat mein Peesh kr diya, magar jub Rohail yani jo Baccha Coma mein hay, Us kay Uncle jo USA mein rehty hain, Dr. Bhatiya jo Khud CSI mein Forensic Depart mein Chemical Analyst hain, jub Wo yahan aayey tou Unhun nay Apni Bhabi aur Un ki Sister ki Bodies Examine ki aur Police Forensic ki Report ko Adalat mein Challenge kr diya, jis mein Police Forensic kay mutabiq unhun nay is Baat ko nahi Mana hy kay Saaray qatal Cyanide sy huay hain.

Daya: tou Police Forensic ka ye Kehna hy.

Salunkhe: bhae, ACP Case tou Batao Pehly (to Daya) We brief you Daya.

ACP: 16 march, subah 9 bajy kay aas pass, Apsara building kay 2^nd floor pr maujud Pioneer Estates kay Data Entry Operator Eshan Sanawar, apni Table pr Murda paaya gaya.

Salunkhe: Police nay Body Examine ki tou pata chala kay Respiratory System Collapse kr gaya, jis ka karan Cyanide bana; Police nay

(showing Blowup of Expected Reason with) hr Us Cheez ki Jaanch ki Crime Spot pr jis pr Un ko thora sa bhi Shak tha, aur jis tarah Respiratory System Collapsed hua, Us sy laga kay Hydrogen Cyanide ko Qatal krnay kay liye istaimal kiya gaya hy.

ACP: same as First Murder, Dusra Murder, 19 march ki Morning ko Madh kay

Versoa Diabetic Clinic pr Subah kay 11 bajy hua, jahan pr 35 Saal ki Mrs Sidharth, 31 Saal ki Reena Thakker ka Qatal ho gaya jub kay Un ka 11 Saal ka Beta Rohail Coma mein chala gaya, same Cyanide sy (after a minute) Doctors abhi Rohail ki Health kay baaray mein koi Achi Khaber nahi dy rahy hain.

Salunkhe: Police Forensic nay Bodies Examine ki, jis mein Slow Heart Rate ko Maut ki Wajah bataya gaya, Police ny phir wohi Expected Evidences ki Jaanch ki jis mein

AC aur Milk Tetra pack jo wo Baccha yani Rohail pii raha tha, Us ki bunyaad pr aisa kaha gaya kay yahan bhi Maut ki wajah Cyanide hay.

Abhijit: matlab Serial Killing ka Chakker hy.?

ACP: haan, aur Teesra Murder hua, Wadala mein, ek upcoming Model ka, jo ek

Project ky liye Skyline Lodge kay room 128 mein Thehri hui thi aur achanak Sudden Failure of Respiratory system, is ki Death ho gayi.

Salunkhe: yahan bhi wohi Cyanide ki Kahani, Larki kay Kamry mein maujud hr

Cheez ko check kiya gaya, magar kuch Hath Nahi aaya.

Daya: tou Sir, (ask) Police nay jisy Pakra hy, Us nay kya Apna Jurm Qubul Nahi kiya?

ACP: nahi, wo abhi tak apny Biyaan pr hy kay Us nay kisi ko bhi Qatal nahi kiya.

Freddy: tou Sir, (again) Usy Police nay Pakra he kyun hy phir?

ACP: kyunky wo in Teenun ko jaanta hy aur in Teenun ki Aakri Baat ya Mulaqat Usi Aadmi sy hui thi aur tou aur wo Jyoti Laboratories mein Khud ek Chemical Analyst hay.

Salunkhe: Correct Abhijit, dekho Main ny Un sy Kafi Detail mein baat ki kyunkay Kal DCP ny Un ko bhi Apny Office bulwaya hua tha, khair, pehly ye samajh lo kay

Kuch Phaalun jesy Apple, Cherries, Apricots etc kay Seeds aur kuch Nuts like Kaju aur Almonds khas kr Bitter Almonds mein Cyanide Naturally paaya jata hy.

Nikhil: pr Sir, (scary way) ye sub tou Hum Log Casually Khaty hain.

Salunkhe: haan Nikhil, magar Hum in kay Seeds Nahi khaty aur Khaty hain bhi tou Kum ya kisi Halway, Methai etc kay sath, ab agar Cyanide ki Baat karein tou wo Teenun Forms mein Paaya jata hy, Solid, Liquid aur Gas aur Teenun Forms mein he Lethal hota hy, Cyanide ki Smell Pungant hoti hy, Karwi jo Galy mein lagy.

Daya (ask): tou.

Salunkhe: tou Daya, Bitter Almond ki Smell bhi Cyanide jesi hoti hy.

Abhijit (understanding point with): tou Rohail kay Uncle ka Kehna hy kay ye Bitter Almond sy bhi ho skta hy, Right.

Salunkhe (smiley): haan bhi aur nahi bhi.

Abhijit: ain.

Salunkhe: haan, kyunkay sirf Cyanide ki Smell hy ya kaho Karway Baadaam ki Smell hr Murder Spot pr Mehsus hui, magar saboot kuch nahi hy, Dekho, agar hum kahein kay Eshan Cyanide Gas

Sy Mara tha kyunky AC ka Shutter Khula hua hy, magar ye bhi Kaha ja skta hy kay Us kay laptop pr Almond Oil laga diya gaya ho ya phir, Us ki Toffess mein Bitter Almond hun, magar is tarah kay traces nahi milein hain Toffess sy aur na hee Laptop sy, even Eshan ki Body mein bhi Almond kay Traces ya Cyanide kay Traces Nahi mily.

Abhijit: Sir, ho skta hy Qatil wo Toffee Wrapper kay Sath Apny sath ly gaya ho.

ACP: haan Salunkhe, ho skta hy aur ye bhi ho skta hy ky wo Cyanide Gas jo AC kay through Room mein Pheli, Us sy Mar gaya ho.

Salunkhe: Pait mein Cyanide kay ansh nahi mily, Police Forensic kay mutabiq tou AC wala Option ho skta hy, magar phir Us Dusry case ka Kya Pradyuman, haan, us mein Vesroa Dibetic Clinic walun nay bataya kay AC Kharab tha, Kamry ka, magar wohi Cyanide ki Smell aur Pait mein koi Ansh nahi, kyunkay Dono Aurtein Diabetes kay FAST TEST kay liye aayein theen aur FAST TEST mein, 12 Ghanty tak kuch Khaya Piya Nahi jata, Right.

Freddy (asking seeing milk pack): aur ye Milk?

Salunkhe: phir sirf Rohail ki Maut hoti, aur kisi ki Nahi.

ACP: aur Teesry Murder mein Police ye Nahi bata pa rahi kay Fan On tha ya Off, Sana Ihsan kay Kamry mein Cyanide ki Smell hy, magar kesy ye Samjh nahi aa raha.

Salunkhe: Maut jis tarah hui hy, ye pakka Nahi Kaha ja skta kay Cyanide hee Maut ki wajah hy kyunky Respiratory System ka Fail hona, Low Heart Rate sy Maut hona, ye sub Mercury, Arsenic, Botulinum, Polonium, Hemlock etc jesy Zehrun sy hui Mautun mein bhi hota hy.

Daya: matlab, hr Qatal mein sirf Cyanide ki Smell Common hy aur kuch Nahi.

Salunkhe: haan.

ACP: aur Maarny kay liye in saari mein sy kisi bhi Cheez ka Istaimal kiya ja skta hy. Theek.

Salunkhe: haan, aur ye bhi ho sakta hy kay Sach mein Cyanide hee Use kiya gaya ho, ya Bitter Almond sy Nikla hua Cyanide (after a minute) wesy Cyanide ki Smell kabhi aatii Nahi aur kabhi Mehsus bhi Nahi ki jati, ye Person to Person Vary krti hay.

Goregaon Police Station;

09:00 am;

A man entering inside a Small Square surrounded by Three sides walls, sat over a Chair and now Introducing Himself with;

Voice: Main CID Mumbai sy Sr. Inspector Abhijit hun, ab Aap ka Case CID Mumbai handle kr rahi hay, tou batayey, Aap Teenun ko Jaanty thy Mr. Keshav?

Keshav: ji, aur (frustrate tone) shayed yehi Meri Zindagi ki sub sy bari Ghalati thi.

Abhijit : magar, (asking in smirk) Teenun Log Alug Alug jagah Rehty thy ya kahyey Reh rahy thy tou Aap ki Un Teenun sy Jaan Pehchan (confuse) kuch utpata nahi lagta?

Keshav: dekhyey Inspector, Mrs. Sidharth Meri Building ky saamny rehti hain, Society kay Park mein ek dusray sy Mulaqat bhi ho jati hy, Un ki Behan Reena ko Diabetes thi, Main ny he Un ko Versoa Diabetic Clinic ka pata bataya tha.

Abhijit: kyun, kya Aap bhi Diabetic hain?

Keshav (little Slow): Ji.

Abhijit: aur Eshan ko?

Keshav: Eshan jis Gym mein jata tha, Main bhi wahan ka Member tha.

Abhijit (teasing): aur Sana bhi jis Modeling Agency sy associated hogi, Aap bhi wahein sy hon gy?

Keshav: Nahi, Sana Meri College fellow thi, tou Phone, Chat etc pr baat thi, maheny mein 1 ya 2 baar Milna bhi ho jata tha.

Abhijit: kya Aap ko Eshan ka Office aur Sana ka Lodge malum tha?

Keshav (whispering tone): ji (suddenly getting angrier) magar ye koi Jurm tou nahi hy na?

Abhijit: bilkul nahi, magar itny Ittefaq bhi Nahi hoty Keshav Sahab (taunt) yahan tak kay un sub Victims sy Aap ny hee aakhri Baat ki, chahyey Phone pr ya Face to Face aur jis Chemical kay karan ye saaray Khoon huay hain na, Roz ka Sath hy Aap ka Un Chemicals kay Sath.

Keshav (rashly): tou.

Abhijit (standing with): tou ye kay Apnay Gussay pr Qabu rakhyey, Aap filhal ja skty hain apny Ghar, magar Shehr kay Bahar nahi.

Keshav nodded and moved out while Abhijit taking out His Mobile and ordered His Informer to keep Check over Keshav.

Pioneer Estates;

09:15 am;

Someone asking so many Question to the Staff of Pioneer Estates, where the First Murder had happened with;

Freddy: matlab, na Tum ny Subah Eshan ko Office kay Ander aaty dekha aur Na Raat ko Office kay Bahar (angry voice) kesy Watchman ho Tum, haan, sony kay siwa kuch ata hay, haan?

Watchman: Sahab, Sota kaun hay, ab Raat ko Main Bathroom chala gaya tou aur Subah tou Eshan Sahab Meray aany sy bhi Pehlay aa jatay thay.

Freddy: Tumhein kub pata chala kay Eshan ki Maut ho gayii thi?

Watchman: jub, Peon un ko Chai denay gaya aur Us nay Shor macha diya.

Freddy (order): Peon ko Bulwao?

Watchman call out Peon, who told the Same although, Freddy asked the Question got Something Important and moved out.

CID Bureau;

09:00 am;

Skyline Lodge;

09:02 am;

The Hustle bustle inside the Reception Area angered the CID Officer who was waiting from 10 minutes for a Person and after 15 minutes, His Waiting period overseeing the Desired Person coming Hurriedly with;

Daya: kya Newta dy ker Bulana tha?

Waiter (stammering): Sorry Sir, wo Room number.

Daya (cuts): ye batao, Sana ny Us Roz Khany ko kuch Mangwaya tha?

Waiter: Nahi.

Daya: tou wo Popcorn jo us kay room mein mily, wo khud layi thi kya?

Waiter: pata nahi ji.

Daya (to manager): kya koi Milny aaya tha, ya Telephone etc?

Manager: Nahi Sir.

Daya: koi Light ka Fault etc tou Nahi hua tha na Us roz?

Manager nodded No so He Left the Hotel with Empty hands and now Straightly towards Bureau and found Abhijit, Freddy and Nikhil waiting for Him and after He Joins them, now all moving to Forensic lab although Nikhil got a Call in Stairs so moving aside with a Soft Happy voice with,

Nikhil: Hello Vinny, kahan hy Tu Aaj Kal?

Duo and Freddy Smiled Hearing that Small Call as All got that Nikhil Talked to Vineet, now a day's Posted at Pune.

CID Bureau;

Forensic Lab;

11:10 am;

Daya: Sir, wo Popcorn ka Bucket phir laya kaun tha?

ACP: ho sakta hy Popcorn ka Packet wo Khud layi ho, Tum nay Lodge kay Kitchen mein kisi sy poocha?

Daya: haan Sir, magar unhun nay aisi koi Baat Nahi ki.

ACP (to Abhijit): haan, Abhijit?

Abhijit: Sir, Us ka Teenun ko Janna Khatak raha hy, chalein Mrs Sidharth aur Un ki Family sy Jaan pehchan samjh aatii hy kyunky Society mein aik hee park hy, magar wohi Gym join karna jahan Eshan jata tha aur wohi Timmings aur tou aur Sana ka Us ki College Fellow hona (again) bhala Teenun Families ka Us sy Aakri baar Milna ya Baat karna, itna Ittefaq thori ho sakta hy.

ACP: aur nahi tou kya, (favoring) ab Police itni bhi Bewakoof Nahi hy (looking around with) wesy ye Nikhil kahan.

Nikhil (coming with Papers and a Man and placed it over table with): Sir, ye saray Call records aur dekhyey Main kisy ly kr aaya hun.

All (looking the person shout): Vineet.

They all Meeting Him who told them after Shaking Hands one by One from Senior to Junior with;

Vineet: Sir, bas ek Case ki Investgation kay liye aaya tha, socha Nik, oh I mean Nikhil ko Pata chala tou Gussa karay ga, tou bas Milnay aa gaya.

Daya: buht Acha kiya, (ask) kis Case kay liye aaye ho?

Vineet: Sir, wo Industrailist Ritvekk kay Muder kay liye (all nodded while Vineet added) wesy Sir, aaj kal tou CID Mumbai tou Buht In hay News mein, khas ker Social Media pr tou Dhoom machi hui hay, Twitter pr tou Logun nay CYAO-NARA kay Naam sy Campaign hee chala dii hay (He totally involved in Looking Boards and Projector showing the Murders Blowups and telling with) Media aur Social sites pr jub sy News aayii hy kay CID Mumbai ab is Case ko Deal karay gi, bas Logun nay ek Fighting Ring khol liya hy, already Rohail kay Uncle kay Police Investigation ko Challenge karny kay baad, ye Issue Hype create kr raha tha Social sites pr aur ab tou.

ACP (suddenly gets angrier with): ab tou kya, haan, yehi Batany aaye ho yahan (Vineet Quiets abruptly, ACP in anger) jub Sar pr Talwar latki hui ho na Deadline ki tou Social Sites ki Larayun ki kisii ko nahi pari.

Duo feeling bad and Nikhil and Freddy feeling Hurts looking Vineet Red Embarrassing face, while the Counter attacked with.

Salunkhe (interrupts): kya ho gaya hy ACP, wo tou.

ACP (turn tou Him): wo tou kya, ab Tu Mut Shroo ho ja, ye ho raha hy Social sites pr, wo ho raha hy Twitter pr, ye aaya FB pr, kya CID Officers ko ye sub kehna Shobha deta hy.

Salunkhe: kyun nahi, haan, (more angrier than ACP) Technology jis tarah aagy barh rahi hy, roz roz naye naye tareeqy sy Qatil Qatal kr rahy hain, tou kya Haarna shobha deta hy CID Officers ko, haan.

Duo look at each one as the Small Issue turned as Big Fight Heating Up with time, so Abhijit signaled Daya to Resolve it, who suddenly started as;

Daya: Sir, kya Rohail ko jub Dr nay Examine kiya tou Us ki Body sy bhi kuch Pata Nahi chala kay Us kay Systems pr Cyanide nay kesy asar kiya?

Abhijit: Sir, Inject bhi tou kiya ja sakta hay na?

Salunkhe: nahi, aisy koi Nishan mily Nahi, kisi ki bhi Body sy (to all) wesy ye baat Police Forensic ki Report mein hay, kuch Clues Zaya ho gaye hain kyunky already Case ko 10 din ho chuky hain.

Freddy: Sir, Eshan kay Office walun ka Kehna hy kay Eshan ek acha, kaam sy kaam rakhny wala larka tha, koi Jhagra ya Dushmani nahi thi.

Daya: Sana ka bhi Track Record Saaf hi hay.

Abhijit: Keshav pr Shak tou banta hy, magar Sir filhal koi Motive nahi Mil raha kay us nay In Teenun Families ko Maara hee kyun hoga?

ACP: haan, Motive nahi hy (khair) Keshav kay Parosiyun aur lab walun sy bhi Pooch taach karo (to Nikhil) Keshav kay bhi Call records nikalwao Mobile kay bhi aur Landline kay bhi (to Freddy) Freddy, Sana kay College sy Pata karo kay Keshav bhi Udhar parhta tha ya aisy he Hawa mein Teer Chalaya hy Us nay (to Daya) Daya Pata karo kya Eshan ya Sana ya Sana aur Eshan Mrs. Sidharth ya Reena ya Rohail mein sy kisi sy waqif thay?

Veshataraam College;

Admin Block;

12:07 pm;

Both reached the Administration Department, showing their Badges and asking about their Required Information, got after almost 20 minutes where Collage Students batch of Year 1994 presented showing Sana and Keshav as Class Mates.

Aashwini Bhawan Society;

Secretory Office;

12:10 pm;

Duo now Talking to Aashwini Bhawan Society, Secretary, Mr.Dilip about Keshav Character and Behavior after giving their Introduction with;

Daya: kesy aadmi hain Mr. Keshav?

Dilip: Sir, Gussy ka Taiz hay, magar haan, Jhagra Larai sy Duur bhagta hy.

Abhijit: aur Hisab kitaab wagerah.

Dilip: Nahi, wo sub Theek hay, Kiraya waqt pr deta hy aur Maintenance kay Paisy bhi.

Abhijit: acha Us kay Flat kay ooper, neechy aur Saamny jo bhi Log rehty hain, Humein Un sy Milna hay.

Dilip nodded and takes them to Required Flats and Duo started Inquiring One by One with Each, Daya at Opposite Flat of Keshav while Abhijit at Flat over Keshav Flat asking questions as;

Abhijit: kya karty hain aap, sorry aap ka Naam?

Man: Kamal Rastogi, Main SunRise Restaurant mein Receptinist hun.

Abhijit: Number dijye wahan ka.

Kamal moved back, pick notepad from Telephone table and started Writing the Number of His Hotel, interrupted by Telephone Ring.

Daya : acha, Mrs. Sudheer, Aap ko kabhi Keshav (He stopped for a Second Irritated by Continuous Ringing of Telephone from Keshav Flat and after the Sound stopped, He connected the Conversation with) ki taraf sy koi Khatra tou Nahi laga?

Woman: Nahi jee, Keshav Mery Bacchun ka kafi Khayal rakhta hy, jub kabhi un ko neechy ground mein akely dekhta hy tou ooper Meray Pass ly aata hy, aksar Babu Jee ki Dawayin bhi ly aata hy, wesy wo aik Bhala Aadmi hay, aisa Ghinaouna Kaam nahi kr sakta.

Daya nodded while now moved downward while Abhijit after Confirming from Sun Rise Restaurant, cuts Call and asked;

Abhijit: ye Keshav kesa aadmi hy?

Kamal: acha hay, zyada baat hoti nahi.

Daya: matlab, jhagralu hay Dev Sahab.

Dev: aur nahi tou kya, mera Kachray ka Dabba yahan seerhiyun pr rehta hay, aaty jaty Mujhy Bolta hy, Utha lein, ab bhae, Dabba Humara, Flat Humara aur Seerhi bhi, Us ki kyun Sunayein, nahi Aap batayey?

Abhijit (from behind): haan Mut Sunyein, achi Baatein Kaun sunta hy (suddenly) Nahi aap batayey.

Daya hides His Smile while Dev was Stunned and now Abhijit signaled Daya to Leave the Building Discussing all Three Required Informations.

CID Bureau;

Forensic Lab;

01:21 pm;

Voice 1: magar.

Voice 2: kya magar, haan.

Voice 1: acha, Daantein tou nahi.

Voice 2 (ordering tone): bas shroo ho jao.

CID Bureau;

Acp Cabin;

08:10 am;

Next Morning, Officers Presented their Investigation at ACP Sir cabin, Nikhil telling showing few Papers having Numbers with;

Nikhil: Sir, Keshav Sach bol raha hy, Us ki Number pr Sana sy Baat hoti rehti thi, Ghar pr bhi aur Mobile pr bhi.

Freddy: Sir, wo Dono Class Fellows reh chuky hain College mein.

Abhijit: Sir, Keshav kay baary bhi Achi report he mili hay.

Daya: haan Sir, Building kay Secretory sy ly kr Paros kay Flat tak walun nay tareefein he ki hain.

Abhijit: thora Taiz Mizaj ka aadmi hay, magar Jhagralu nahi.

ACP: samjh nahi aa raha kay phir, Garbar tou kuch hay (to all) Keshav ek Chemical Analyst hay, Us nay Us Din aakri baar sub sy Baat ki aur Us ko hee malum tha, sub us samy kahan hon gy (to Abhijit) kya Tumhein lagta hay, ek Qatil itny Clues Chory ga?

Abhijit: Nahi Sir, wo Apni garden kyun phanswaye ga.

ACP: wohi tou (to Daya) Daya pata chala kay Eshan aur Sana.

Daya (interrupts with): nahi Sir, Kisi ka koi Connection nahi, bas Keshav sy he sub ki Pehchan thi.

ACP (to Nikhil): Keshav kay Call records dekhy?

Nikhil (smilingly): Sir, aadhi sy zyada calls tou Phone Company ko ki gayii hain.

Abhijit: ain, kyun?

Freddy: Sir, main nay pata kiya tha, Phone company walun nay kaha kay Us ko hr waqt complain rehti thi kay Us ki Phone Line Theek nahi hay, kabhi aawaz nahi aati, tou kabhi Saaf nahi, kabhi Phone Heldup rehta hay tou kabhi Dail tone hee Ghayeb ho jati.

Daya: tou Phone Company walun nay kuch nahi kiya?

Freddy: Sir, Un ka Kehna hy kay Hum nay Line Check ki, wo Theek hay, Unhun nay Keshav ko Handset change karny ko Bola, magar Keshav ka kehna tha kay Handset badalny kay baad bhi Usy yehi Problem hay.

ACP: hmmm.

CID Bureau;

Forensic Lab;

10:10 am;

The 4^th day coming, Officers trying hard but They did not get out the Motive of these Deaths also not get out any other Suspects than Keshav. In Forensic Lab, ACP asked Salunkhe with;

ACP: Salunkhe, kuch Mila kya Bodies say? Tu nay phir say Examine ki thi na?

Salunkhe: haan, pr kuch Hath Nahi aaya, Maut tou sub ki Cyanide sy he hui hay, pr Cyanide gaya kesy hay Un ki Jism kay ander, ye Samjh Nahi aa raha.

ACP: haan, Yaar, bas 2 din bachy (apruptly) wow (looking at doorstep where a person coming) what a Big Surprise and this time (naughty tease looking Salunkhe with) without My Demand.

Person (shaking hands with): kya Sir, Aap Log abhi tak Larty hain.

Salunkhe (to ACP): aaj ye Meri Demand pr aayii hy, samjhy.

Abhijit (ask in shock): sach mein Dr. Alka?

Alka: Ji, aaj Main Salunkhe Sir kay kehnay pr aayii hun (to ACP) Sir, Us Cyanide waly case kay liye.

ACP look at Salunkhe Shockingly who did not Disccuss anything about it to Him, now uttered.

Salunkhe: haan ACP, Tumhein Yaad hy, Tum nay (complete taunting tone) Bechary Vineet ko kitna Daanta tha, halanky shayed aaj Mujrim Tumhein usi ki wajah sy Mil jaye.

ACP: matlab aur yahan (confuse) Us ka kya Zikr.

Salunkhe: Usi ka Zikr hoga, Yaad hay, Wo Twitter pr ek Campaign ki Baat kr kay (stressed) Tumhari Daant Kha kr gaya tha.

ACP (embarrassingly): acha acha, aagay Bolo.

Salunkhe: Mian nay Us ka ID lay liya, aur usy Apny pass Add bhi ker liya, kisi aur Naam sy, ta kay (to Acp) Tumhein Shak Na ho.

Daya: Sir, (disappointidely) Acp Sir ko thori na Shak hota.

Salunkhe (naughty): hota bhae, aakhir, Aap kay ACP Sir bhi tou Twitter mein hain.

Duo look at Acp in Shock who Hide His eyes Immediately while now signaling Alka to carry on, who said;

Alka: Sir, Salunkhe Sir nay 4 roz pehlay Mujhy Twitter pr chalnay wali Campaign #/CYAO-NARA CID kay baaray mein bataya aur kaha kay Main Us Discussion pr Part lun.

Abhijit (to Salunkhe): kyun Salunkhe sahib, Aap ko kya is Discussion pr koi Shak hua tha?

Salunkhe: haan Abhijit, (showing His Twitter Account over Projector with)Tum agar is Discussion ko ghour sy Dekho tou ek Post Re-Tweet ho rahi hay, jis mein bar bar Cyanide ko Hydrogen Cyanide likha ja raha hay, matlab jesy Cyanide ka Symbol hota hy CN aur Hydrogen Cyanide ka HCN, magar ye User, continuously HCN he likhy ja raha hay.

Alka: isi liye Salunkhe Sir nay Mujhy kaha kay Main is Discussion mein part lun aur Main nay is mein Part liya, ek New ID sy.

Daya (read ID in loud): Fluuti.

Alka: ji, ye Mera Userid hay, (shyly) darasal Sub Kehty hain, Meri Aawaz Flute kay surun jesi hay.

Duo exchanged Glance with Small Smiles while Alka now again Connected the Conversation with;

Alka: Sir, Usy matlab is User ko Chemicals aur Chemistry ya Bonding kay baary mein kuch Malum nahi hay aur shayed isy yehi pata hay kay Cyanide ka Chemical Symbol HCN he hay, jub kay aisa nahi hay.

Acp: Tum Dono ka matlab hay kay Keshav aisa nahi kr sakta (Both say yes) (Acp added) pr kya Keshav ye kr nahi sakta aur ye kesy kaha ja sakta hay kay ye jo User hay jisy Tum Log Spot ker rahay ho, is Sunrise kay naam say, wo shayed Keshav ho hee nahi.

Abhijit (uttered): Sunrise.

Alka: haan, ye ho sakta hay kay ye Keshav nahi ho aur yehi tou Hum keh rahay hain na.

Salunkhe: kya Acp, Mera aur Alka ka yehi manna hay kay dekho, is pooray Discussion mein Sub Cyanide, ya CN ki Baat ker rahay hain, magar ye Aadmi hr Tweet pr HCN he likhta hay.

Alka: kyunkay wo Samjhta hay kay HCN he saheh Symbol hay.

Abhijit: tou kisi nay Usy Toka Kyun nahi.

Salunkhe: kyunky Abhijit, ye Baat already Logun ko Police aur Media kay through malum hay kay Police Gas ka Option he Soch rahi hain.

Freddy: pr Sir, Keshav jan Bojh kr bhi tou aisa ker sakta hay na.

ACP: haan, magar (to Nikhil) Cyber Crime Cell sy Contact karo, is Address ka IP Nikalwao, foran.

Nikhil nodded and moved out while now Acp Look at Alka and asked the Most Important Questtion to Her with;

Acp: Tum.

Alka (understanding His question so answered with): Dr. Alka, Chemical Analyst, CID Bangalore.

Abhijit (smirk tone): acha, jabhi wo Haddi ki Goli bhi foran Dhond li thi Ap nay.

Alka Smiled and Leave the Lab after Meeting with Salunkhe Sir. Nikhil came back in Half an Hour with a Surprise;

Nikhil (to Acp): Sir, ye Ip, Keshav kay Number sy Use ho raha hay.

Abhijit: ain.

Daya: Boss, Utha letay hain.

CID Bureau;

Forensic Lab;

10:51 am;

Cops gave His Stuff to the Computer Analyst and Hacker arranged by Nikhil for them and started Interrogated Keshav;

Keshav: dekhyey, Aap log jo chahye kr lein, magar Main phir bhi kahun ga kay Main nay Un Logun ko Nahi Maara.

Abhijit: Keshav, kahan kahan Tum ye kaho gy, ab dekho, jis IP sy Tum Twitter ka Account.

Keshav (interrupts): Twitter, Mera koi Account Twitter.

Daya (adds): pr nahi hay, Humaein malum hay, hr Mujrim yehi Bolta hay Keshav.

Acp: haan Daya, zara isy koi Dusra Gana gana Sekhao.

Before Daya started His Slapping session, a Tense Voice appeared from behind so All moved to them who said in low tone.

Hacker: Sir, in Systems mein say kisi sy bhi koi Twitter ka Account Nahi chalaya gaya.

Analyst: Sir, History bhi nahi delete ki gayii hay.

Abhijit (turn to Keshav and asked Suddenly): ye Cyanide mein Ionization hoti hay?

Keshav: haan, ye Weak Acid hay tou water mein Dissociate ho jata hay, wesy bhi ye easily Ionic Bonding karta hay, Covalent nahi.

Freddy: aur is ka Formula tou HCN hay na?

Keshav (corrected): Sir, is ka Symbol CN hay aur HCN Hydrogen Cyanide ka Chemical formula hota hay.

Daya (turn to Both hacker and Analyst): magar IP Address tou isi ka Hay.

Hacker: Sir, shayed koi aur bhi is Number ki Line ko Use ker raha hoga.

A Small Usual Line Sparked on Two CID Officers Brain and Flashed a Memory Brightened as;

Abhijit: Likhnay laga Sunrise ka number tou, Phone bajnay laga.

Daya: arry, yahan bhi, Keshav kay Ghar sy phone ki Ghanti nay Mushkil kr diya Mrs. Sudheer sy Pooch taach.

Abhijit: Kamal Rastogi (shout) arry haan Sun rise (to Acp) Sir ye Pakka Kamal Rastogi hay, kyunky Us kay Resturant jahan Wo Kaam Karta hay, us ka Naam Sun rise he hay aur Us Roz Us kay aur Keshav kay Ghar mein sath phone ki Ghanti baji thi.

Acp: Uthao isy.

CID Bureau;

11:35 am;

Kamal: Sapna Meri Behan thi, wo Keshav kay sath College mein Parhti thi, man he man wo Keshav ko Pasand karti thi, magar jub Usy malum hua kay Keshav ki Engagement Us ki Family mein ho chuki hay (in rash) Us nay Atmahatya ker li.

Abhijit (taunt): aur Tum Nikal paray, Keshav sy Badla lenay.

Kamal: haan, Keshav ka Flat Mujhy malum tha, Main nay Us kay ooper wala Flat Kiraye pr liya, us kay Phone Line ko Double Pin ki madad sy Khud bhi Use karnay laga, Keshav ko Pata hee nahi chala.

Daya (ask): aur wo Cyanide?

Kamal: wo Mujhy Internet pr Pata chala kay Karway Badaam mein Buht Cyanide hota hay (adds) Main nay he Un Logun say Aakri baar Baat ki thi.

Freddy: matlab Tum nay Us raat Sana say baat ki thi.

Kamal: haan aur Eshan say bhi, Mrs. Sidharth Keshav say Park mein mili theen aur phir kisi sy mili he nahi.

Abhijit (confuse): Tumhari Awaz kya Sana ya Eshan nay nahi Pehchani?

Kamal: Bell Marr kr Line Drop kr dii thi.

Salunkhe: aur Maara kesay bhae, Tum nay Un Logun ko?

Kamal: Main nay Karway Badaam kay Tail ko Evaporate kiya aur Us Gas kay Nostle ko Switch Board pr laga diya jesy Mosquetto Repelent hota hay.

Nikhil: aur kisi nay bhi Usy Check Karny ki Zarurat Nahi samjhi hogi.

Kamal: haan, kyunkay Us mein itna hee Zehr tha jo kuch der baad Khatam ho jata.

Abhijit: kya mila Tumhein is say, bina Baat kay Behan bhi Maari aur Tum nay Andhy pan kay Lalach mein Un sub ko bhi maar diya.

In later proceedings, Court will give Death Sentence to Kamal and Relaecsed Keshav.

Rohail Luckily coming in Concious and now His Uncle takes Him to USA as He was so Sad and Hurt with loss of His Mother and Bua Life.

Acp personally calls Vineet and gives Him a Heartiest Thanks while Salunkhe still takes the whole Credit of Case with His old Colleague Alka.

Source: Sub Inspector Vineet worked in CID quite few Months.

Dr. Alka is a Forensic Expert worked in The case Of Invisible Bullet.

All Information about Bitter Almond, Cyanide, Bonding of Hydrogen Cyanide getting from Google.