(FF)CID-The destiny of unfaithful - Page 4

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Chapter 4

A light-bearded man in his mid-30s stood on the port, wearing a light blue, full-sleeve striped shirt and black pants. His face was turned toward the water, while his hand held a phone pressed to his ear.

The man: “Haan, main dock par hi hoon,”

he said, settling the collars of his shirt.

The man: “Blood sugar 125 tha… mere khyaal se.”He made a thinking look.

The man: “Haan, one twenty-five pakka… aur blood pressure…”

He ate an almond with his other hand, chewing it while making a light crunching sound.

The man: “Naa… nahi yaad nahi mujhe exactly kitna tha.”He took double the last bite this time, looking straight into the sea.

The man: “Nahi yaad toh matlab nahi yaad… ab kya kar sakte hain.”

He looked here and there, then shifted back to the sea.

The man: “Nahi, nahi… aisa mat socho. Aap bilkul dil se nikaal do aisa sab.”

He turned his back and saw a black SUV coming and stopping in front of the dock, a cloud of dust surrounding it

The man: “Haan, thanks.”

The front seat door of the SUV opened, and ACP got out of the car with a gun in his hand, aiming it at the man.

ACP (loudly): “Apne haath upar karke khade ho jao!”Fredricks and Sudhakar also stepped out, taking attentive positions with their guns aimed at the man.

The man: “See ya,”

he gestured with a light smile on his lips.Meanwhile, one more car arrived, and Abhijit and Daya rushed over to ACP with their guns.

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Inside the car, Pop sat next to Jackie wearing Grey T shirt with logo of Reebok in its centre with White and cargo pants In Boot cut addition, carefully trying to slice a piece of plug tobacco with a small foldable knife. He had wedged the tobacco between his legs on the car seat for support.

Meanwhile A Hindi Song of Asha bhonsle and kishore kumar Is Playing Loudly on Radio Which was like that:-

Kishore kumar = intezar ke ik ik pal Ka badla lunga!

Asha Bhonsle = aisa bhi kya....

Kishore kumar = ye Na samjhna Aaj bhi aise jaane dunga!!

Asha Bhonsle= aisa bhi kya....

Suddenly, Pop’s phone rang, its screen glowing on the dashboard. His face shifted. He glanced at the phone, then Turn off the radio

Pop: “Hello,” he said, answering the call and Placing Speaker on

He held the phone for a moment, silently listening, then placed it back on the dashboard. Without a word, he resumed cutting into the nearly black pile of tobacco with his knife.

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Interrogation Room CID

Vijay Is Sitting On cushioned chair with Iron frames along with Calmness in room alone And Looking straight without any single blink

Suddenly acp Enters into room

Acp:- Tumhare paas se jo Harshvardhan naam ke I'd proof Mile hain Unki jaanch Chal rhi hai Or mera Ek officer Tumhare Galipaada wale adress Par bhi gaya hai Confirm karne tumhara sach

He keep looking Straight with calm Face silently

Vijay:- So am I Arrested?

His deep voice Was Very calm

Acp:- indeed Mr Vijay Patel

He said while Tooking some steps Towards vijay and start looking at Vijay

Acp:- Bhale Tumhe Aaj takk kisi Ne Dekha na ho Ya Vijay Patel kaisa Dikhta hai Koi na jaanta ho fir bhi Daave ke saath M keh skta hoon tum hee asli Vijay Patel ho

He said while looking at him but he didn't reply or look at him

Vijay:- Ants!

Acp's looks Change into confusen

Acp:- What?

He Pointed his Finger while Acp Follow it

Acp's Pov:-

Acp keep Looking In that Direction For sometime with odd looks then Asha Knock on window wall and he shift To her

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The door creaks open slowly. ABHIJIT steps inside. The room is dim ....light filters weakly through dark green tinted glass set in sagwan wood windows.

ABHIJIT hasn’t fully turned away from the doorway. He pulls a small torch from his pocket, clenches it between his teeth, and begins putting on gloves.

Halfway through, he freezes.

His expression tightens. He subtly shifts his right side forward, body slightly angled.

He stares straight ahead... then tilts his neck to the left. A beat. Only then do his eyes flick in that direction.

He starts walking to his left, slipping on the rest of the gloves. The torch moves from his mouth to his hand.

He scans the room, carefully sweeping the beam of light. Slowly. Methodically.

He stops and make Suspicious look

Staring straight ahead

His pov:-

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Jackie was looking Cleaning His Hands With A White Hanky again and again while pop was rubbing a piece of plug under his outstretched tongue. His phone was placed on the dashboard

Pop:- Nyi bhai Nyi Mujhe Ghanta Yaad Ni aara He said While Stopping in btw rubbing that Pile with toungue and Start Shaking his Right knee up and down

The call:- Usne Gym Ke kapde Pehne huye the Jabhi tumhare Garage par aayi thi gaadi leke

His Voice was thin

Pop:- tou Pehne honge aise tou na-jaane Kitne log aate Hain garage pe

The caller:- mujhko Pta hai tumko Sab yaad hai par Dhong kar rhe ho Ke kuch yaad ni

Pop:- Kya?

He make Irritated face And then He kept The pile under his tongue and lean forward to phone while resting elbows on dash and Stopping Shaking Of legs Into Swinging left and right in slow manner

The Caller:- You have to tell me truth or I will go to police

pop:- Dekh bhai tu jo bhi hai Maine teri biwi Ko dekha bhi ni tou number dena door ki baat koi aur Garage pe Koi aur aadmi raha hoga...pooch Apni Biwi se ek baar

The caller:- then How Does she know your number

Pop:- arrey Hamara Kaam Gaadiyon ka hai tou baahar price board pe number likha Rehta hai Ho sakta hai Teri biwi ne wahin se uthaya ho

The caller:- ban Ke mat Dikhao mujhe acha number Usne baahar Board se copy kiya tou how does she know your number is red or blue

Pop:- acha ek minute-ek minute Main dusre Worker se poochta hoon kya pta Uske rehte huye aayi ho tumhari biwi haan main poochta hoon

His legs stop swinging and Eyes Start Being half Lidded opened and he was Stretching His right eyebrow but His eyes Get closed and he Was Doing light Swishing With his Mouth

The caller:- hello?

Pop:- haan haan Main jaa raha Hoon Chalke uske paas phone leke

He answered in same position

The caller :- jaldi Karo pucho usse Warna tumko hee problem hogi

Pop:- haan haan Pta Hai Magar Yahan Kya hai bahut Samaan Bikhra Pada hai...garage hai na

Caller didn't said anything

Pop:- kahin pe Oil can Kahin pe betteries Jagah choti hai na Kya karein

The caller:- Tum logo ko chorhunga nhi main Yaad rakhna Agar Meri Biwi Ko Kisi ne Messege takk bhi kiya

Pop didn't reply and Caller start Coughing

Pop:- achaa...engine oil Pasand hai tumko ?

The caller:- kya?

He answered while stop coughing

Pop:- arrey Engine Oil maine kaha engine Oil

The caller :- Wo worker se Baat karvao Chup chaap Baat mat ghumao

He didn't Say anything For sometime then Opened his eyes And Press red Buttoned Of cell while Ending the call Then He Look in His right meanwhile Jackie was not in the car

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Quad split Screen scene:- first Angle Abhijit Is looking down under a Recliner soffa while Swinging Torch light and He get a candy wrapper under it

Second angle = He is Stood up near the shelf in kitchen And Tooking fingerprints from a Bowl

Third angle = He Is reading Some files and Turning pages meanwhile spreading light with other hand while helding up torch

Fourth angle = He closed the fridge and start walking then suddenly turned back with light then again Turned to front And walk Into Washroom

Frame Convert into dual Screen

Left side Screen = He Put Paste cream on a Blue brush Then put paste cream again at its Place And Keep looking at it

Righ side screen = he is looking at Thick White Soap Very Carefully

A Instant wipe out came and Left side screen cutt from fram while Stretching right side one more

Abhijit is looking here and There on floor then He Pointed light up at A Electric Geisure On which meduim size portrait of joker was made with hand painting

His pov:

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jackie kept walking towards godowm And pop was behind him Meanwhile, Jackie was looking straight ahead, while Pop was glancing here and there.

Jackie’s POV: A silver iron shutter was on the godown, and written on it in blue letters was "Chandani Godown". To the left of the godown stood glamorous branches of a gulmohar tree and a old Handpump on ground

Pop’s POV: Above the shutter was a blue-painted, two-story, house-like building. A sky-blue dove sat on the grills, staring down at them.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew through, carrying a bulk of fine dust from the footpath, spilling it all over the place. Pop quickly turned his face to the side to avoid the dust, shutting his eyes in a hurry. Jackie kept walking, shielding his face with his hands, his facial muscles tight, until he finally stopped at the stairs of the godown.

The wind kept blowing and just kept on blowing. Pop’s clothes trembled violently in the air as they hung on his body. From far away came the steady hum of an electricity generator, while somewhere else a wooden door, left ajar, banged repeatedly in the wind.

Pop then began walking again, his eyes half-open, until he reached the godown’s entrance.

Jackie was standing there, hands on his waist, looking up at the shutter of the godown. Pop also looked, but with his hands resting idly at his sides.

Pop’s POV: A long line of black ants was moving upward along the center of the shutter, as if they were cutting through it.

"Tum log garage se aaye ho kya?" — a voice came from behind. Both of them turned to look back.

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Acp is sitting on Five leg Padded backrest and padded armchest chair under Dark Brown Formica table full of some files in left, landline ,Phone stand at Right While he is looking at A file while grasping his head With Hand and Closed eyes also Asha And Daya is Stood up Near the table

Asha:- Sir maine Aapko Abhijit ,Daya,Sudhakar or fredy ko bhi hospital se kaafi phone try kiye par aap sab ke Phone Ya tou Switch off aa rhe the Ya network Se baahar

Daya:- Sir Ne patel Ko pakadne Ke liye Sab ke Phone Off Krva diye the Taa ke Wo bachne ke liye koi chaal na chal sake Daya Said While Looking on asha

Acp:- samjh Nhi aa raha He took His Head and All eyes got on acp

Acp:- ab Main Kya Bolunga Commissioner ko Kya jawaab dunga Main He said with tense Look

Acp:- Asha tum Or daya tum Maujood the na jab Guddu ko Goli lagi (while looking at Both of them)

Asha:- Jee Sir maujood tou the

Daya:- maujood the

Acp:- kya hua tha?

Asha:- Sir hum Log Guddu ke ghar Pohnche Or main aur daya ander ke Kamro Mein Talaashi Lene lagge

Daya:- haan sir Aur baahar hall Ki Talaashi Abhijit Le rahe the

Acp:- Jab Tum Dono Ander The tab baahar Guddu Or Abhijit Mein Kya chal raha tha mera matlab Wo tab gunpoint pe tha

Daya And asha Start looking at each other

Daya:- Jee sir Guddu Tab Gunpoint pe tha or Abhijit usse Poochtaach Kar rahe the

Acp:- hmmmmmmm He took down Again his head

Acp:- pehli baar kisi criminal ki diagnosis report dekh ke Mujhe Dar Lag raha hai Or Sharam bhi aa rahi hai Waise ab kahan hai Abhijit

Daya:- wo Vijay yaani Vardhan Ke Ghar gaya Hai Pta lagaane Ke wo sach bol ra hai ke jhooth

Acp:- Yahan Khud Ke Ghar pe Aag lagi hai or bhai sahab Chale Vijay Ki Lanka lagaane He Said with Breif Smile

Acp:- ye Guddu Ke puraane health records nikaalo or pta lagao Kya ese koi sensitive Medical condition thi ya nai

he said While looking at reports

Asha:- jee sir

She answered with a nodding

Acp:- Usey Malum hai Police walon Ke Khilaaf roz newspapers mein kya kya chapta hai phir bhi phir bhi...pta ni saabit kya karna chaahta hai ye

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Abhijit is sitting on a 2×2 vitrified tile floor of light grey shade, leaning against a cream-colored emulsion window wall. The windows are open, revealing a view of a green lawn. He is focused on his phone, his expression concentrated.

Abhijit “Hello… haan, Electricity Board,” he says, covering his ear with the phone.

Abhijit “Acha, meri baat Sunil se ho rahi hai?”

He pulls the phone away and glances at the screen for a moment, then puts it back to his ear.

Abhijit “Hello? Hello?”

Again, he takes the phone away and presses a few buttons, but nothing works.

With a look of disgust, he lets the phone slip from his hand and keeps sitting there, staring straight ahead.

His pov:-at some distance Across the sofa on a wall abstract, distorted painting of a man in a suit and tie, with his mouth wide open as if screaming. His face is blurred and smeared, giving a sense of motion or anguish. Behind him is a curtain-like blue background, and thin red and white lines form a transparent, box-like frame around his head and shoulders. The overall colors are dark and intense, creating a disturbing, emotional effect

He keep looking at it

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Camera Slowly zooming out From a Man with Light Green Newsboy cap and Anchor shave Stopped at his neck while man is Smoking a Cigerate n Continuosly Moving His both sharp eyes in left and right

Pop:- petrol tou chalak Raha hai Chal jayega

The man flip down his eyes with Alot of smoke

Pop:- naam Kya bataya tha tumne apna

Man:- Kaidar

Pop:- Haan Ab yaad aya...kya hai Gaadi pe kaam krte huye Naam leke Customers se baat Karne ki Aadat jo padi hai na

Kaidar:- samjh sakta hoon main A Breif smiling gesture Come on his lips

Pop:- kaam kya karte ho tum

Kaidar:- mera showroom hai electronics ka He Said with Bright smile

Pop:- khud ka ?

Kaidar:- offcourse

Pop:- Dekhne se tou tumhari umar Kum hee Nazar aati hai

Kaidar:- Haan...acha Ye Bhai saab Bhi aap hee ke saath Kaam karte hain

He flip his eyes to right while talking

Pop:- Haan Gazab Ka driver hai ye Kabhi Kisi Ko Jail se bhagaana Ho Gun saath Ho na Ho ye saath Hona chahiye

Kaidar Didn't reply And Keep looking in same manner

Pop:- acha Radiator Check Karne se pehle thoda paani mil jta tou

Kaidar:- sure

He answered with same gesture

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Pop standing near the bonnet, checking the black fan belt in the engine. His right hand was touching it. Then he turned his mouth to the side, pursed his lips, and spat some saliva on the ground. After that, he returned to the engine.

Meanwhile, Jackie was walking slowly here and there in the godown. Sometimes he stopped somewhere and started looking up and down, then began walking again — but he never came close to Pop

.“Ye lijiye paani,” Kaidar said, serving water in a beer mug with a plate to Pop. Pop took the beer mug while looking deeply at the engine. Then Kaidar walked over to Jackie, who was heading outwards from the godown with his hands on his waist. Jackie turned and began walking back towards Kaidar, still looking down. As Jackie passed by, Kaidar nudged the black plastic chair forward with the light force of his toe, blocking Jackie’s path slightly.

Jackie looked up at Kaidar, who smiled while handing him a glass of water. Jackie kept watching him when suddenly a loud grinding noise echoed through the godown

Pop: “Koi aur bhi hai kya yahan waise hamaare ilawa?”Pop asked while checking the tyres and sitting on the floor.Kaidar: “Haan, wo light nahi thi… abhi aayi.”Kaidar answered, turning back at Pop instantly, then looking at Jackie again.

Jackie took the glass in his hands, still looking at Kaidar. Then Kaidar went back with the plate to the sideway

--;--- Camera focuses on an old cemented wall. A nearly black lizard is slowly moving towards a small, round-shaped nest of yellow paper wasps. Two wasps are resting on it.

Pop: “Nahi, aisa nahi chalega… bilkul nahi chalega. Baat sirf van le jaane ki hui thi.”

Kaidar: “Maine aisa nahi kaha tha… van andar se saaf hai ya nahi, ya usme laash hai ya nahi.”

The lizard takes one step forward.

Pop: “Yeh toh koi baat hi nahi hui na… humko aise bula ke baat se mukkar rahe ho.”

Kaidar: “Koi mukkar nahi raha hai yahan pe.”

Camera angle changes — a high, distant shot from above.

POV: Kaidar is standing in front of Pop near the van, while Pop holds a dirty cloth in one hand.

Kaidar: “Koi mukkar nahi raha hai, theek hai? Pehli baat.”

He says this while stretching his arms and giving a “stop” gesture with his hands. Meanwhile, Pop is looking at the dead body.

Angle changes — a two-shot capturing both of them from the waist up.

Kaidar: “Main pehle se zyada paise dene ke liye tayyar hoon… magar mujhe yeh laash thikane lagwaani padegi tum logon se.”

Pop starts looking directly at him.

Pop: “Hai kaun par yeh?” He asks with a disgusted expression.

Kaidar: “Kya farq padta hai?” He replies casually, while Pop shifts his eyes down to the side.

POV: An empty glass is placed on the ground near the van’s tyre.

Pop: “Yeh humara roz ka kaam nahi hai. Agar kaam karwana hai toh batana padega.

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Pop came outside in a rush, his breathing already unsettled. The weather was cloudy and still. He looked left, then right, and after that, he placed both his hands over his mouth like a mask before starting to walk towards his car.

From distance it's seems as a Song Was playing In the car When he reached his car, he saw Jackie sitting in the back seat, his head lowered onto the other seat.

A lata Mangeshkar's Song was Playing in the car Which was Like

:- Kya kisi se...kya kisi se...aee kya kisi se main shikvaaa karungi

Main Tawayaf hoon mujra krungi-2

Pop Start Taking some Restless Breathes and His eyes kept darting up and down. Meanwhile, Jackie slowly moved toward him.

Pop: "Ye kya kar raha hai?" He asked with terrific face, while Taking breathes And Flip down To some extent ,grasping his knees with hands Meamwhile on Next to jackie a peice of Aluminium foil with some powder and Cigerates on it And there was A Yellow lighter in his Hand

He positioned Normal and Start Looking in his Right

Pop: "Sun, meri baat...meri jaan khatre mein hai." He said while looking to the right. Jackie kept staring at him, and then got out of the car.

Poster art and Name of This chapter

The pic at Which Abhijit was Looking...

A painting by Francis Bacon

So what is Your Opinion About Fanfic after this chapter?! I wud like to know cuz You Speak Very less 😂

Originally posted by: Ranjha2.O

So what is Your Opinion About Fanfic after this chapter?! I wud like to know cuz You Speak Very less 😂

I have a feeling poison attack - i guess - will happen again this time everyone will either be in hospital or some deaths 😈

I like the characters everyone has equal space. The mystery is cooking real good

Originally posted by: Phir_Mohabbat

that francis painting is horrific

I have a feeling poison attack - i guess - will happen again this time everyone will either be in hospital or some deaths 😈

I like the characters everyone has equal space. The mystery is cooking real good

Ohhh that's Interesting...mujhe Actually Dekhna tha Ke Ye sara stuff Logo ko kya feel krva rha hai and I seen it...

Yeah...today our third protagonist enter in the game...POP....Beleive me In the last Of this fanfic...You gonna Remember these extra Characters as well CID's Characters...

https://youtu.be/8IsRUuNTaFg?si=1vcCLYnv_gdn6zfv

The song which was playing When Jackie and Pop was Waiting outside at distance in the Car While pop was doing his most favourite thing lol

Dusra wala Hai "main Tawayaf hoon mujra karungi" that song is Absolute Melody from film "Mehbooba" ....wo jab Jackie pakda jta hai last mein Chichora giri krte wakt