Talvar

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Sir, this is Vikas Shankar.

Mr. Ramesh Tyagi.

Mr.Vedant Chaudhary.

Mr. Agnivesh Katariya.

Mr. Junaid Ahmed.

And Mr. Ashwin Kumar.

Nandhari Killings?

Sir Telgi scam.

Well done Mr. Kumar!

We are proud of you.

Thank you Sir.

Sir you know, I have seen the files.

I understand... I'll talk to him.

But where is he?

There he is!

- Sir...

- I told you...

he'd be hiding somewhere...

and playing his game.

The Minister wanted to meet you...

but you were nowhere to be found.

Sir, I'd told Mr. Pillai about

my reservation in taking that case.

And I told Mr. Secretary that,

Didn't I tell you...

ordinary murder cases are

way below Ashwin's standards.

Look Ashwin... It's not an

ordinary murder case anymore.

The entire middle class

society is shaken up.

How can a father

murder his own daughter?

I know...

And even if it's true,

as the police say,

till the CDI does not verify it...

The issue will remain stuck

like a fishbone in our throat.

And he tells me you're

the best person

- to handle this for faster results.

- No that's not true...

The files are in your car.

Sir may I ask you something?

Whose idea was it to make the CDI?

Why?

What an apt date to celebrate CDI day.

1st April.

Give.

Enjoy!

Khempal!

Khempal!

Wait a minute!

His phone isn't connecting.

Wait five minutes...

Madam, you have the duplicate key?

- Yes.

Throw it from the balcony,

I'll go down and catch it.

Okay-

Basanti!

Shruti! Shruti!

Look at what Khempal has done!

Sit... sit...

Sir I had called.

Where's the body?

Here in the bedroom.

Goddamn leeches!

Sorry.

Same girl?

Is this her?

Yes.

How old is she?

I mean, was...

Fourteen.

Name?

Shruti.

Servant's name?

Khem pal.

Your name?

Amrish.

You're a neighbor?

She's my niece...

Lift the sheet at least first!

What are you doing Champaklal?!

Come Uncle...

Oh these guys are after me!

Yes Sir...

These vultures arrive before

the murder even happens.

- Stay back!

- Move!

- Jai Hind Sir.

- Jai Hind.

Move the bottle.

Sit.

Initial inquiries, Sir.

This is the girl's mother,

that's the father.

So...

Any problems in school?

Any boyfriend?

She was 14 years old!

I mean...

Any best friend?

A boy?

Or a girl?

Why don't you understand officer?

It's Khempal!

There were four people in the house...

two are alive, one dead and one missing.

Instead of asking these stupid questions,

go and look for that b!

Volume!

Sir is sitting here.

Dhaniram...

listen...

It is the servant.

Send one team to the railway station

one to his house, and neighbors'.

And one to the mobile company.

It's an open and shut case!

5 feet 2 inches.

Weight medium.

Color wheatish

I'm sending you a photo now.

Go and give this quickly.

Tell me...

Sir the Gorakhpur express leaves at 7pm.

That means he should still

be in the city somewhere.

Do you have anyone with you

for identification?

Yes Sir.

Dr. Tandon's compounder.

He's also from Khempal's village.

Good.

Okay-

Okay Sir.

Khempal is a lustful guy.

And quite randy too.

He had a thing for Shruti baby.

But he's a grandfather...

he even has two grandchildren.

SQ?

He too has a heart that beats...

Is this a murder or a suicide?

You still don't know? It's murder.

The servant killed her and ran away.

Carefully... She's a little girl...!

Relax...

- Sir! A byte please! -

- Dr.Tandon!

Why did your servant do this? -

Sir, the whole room is a blood bath.

The sheets are soaked red.

Yes Sir... I'm at Sameer Vihar...

No Sir, don't say that...

I'll... I'll post someone

else here and come.

Yes Sir... Jai Hind.

We've taken the samples right?

So... Can we put them

on the terrace to dry?

You can put your sheets...

and your blankets...

in your cupboards, or lockers

or even where the sun don't shine.

What do I care?

Right sir.

Am I cracking jokes here?

No Sir. Absolutely right Sir...

Sir!

Sir, one minute!

There are blood stains on

the stairs and the door.

Gopal, I'll call you later...

You come along.

Key?

It's missing. You can break the lock.

Very good!

Thieves break locks. Not cops!

Parched eyes will see water everywhere!

It's just rust, not blood!

And what's this?

On the stairs?

That?

That's blood!

Yes Sir...

I've left Sir...

I'm in the jeep.

Mr. and Mrs. Kumar,

you want a divorce on mutual consent.

But before giving you

a 6 month trial separation...

I must ask why you want to separate?

Mr. Kumar?

I don't have any reason as such.

Mrs. Kumar?

You filed the court papers didn't you?

If there's no reason to separate then

there's no reason to be together either...

We sleep together and wake up

together for no reason.

Fight for no reason.

Love each other for no reason.

Our relationship died years ago.

And we're rotting...

in the stench of the corpse...

again for no reason.

We also had affairs...

Would you also like to know whom with?

Not really...

Go ahead, tell her.

I will if she grants us the divorce faster.

Always great at bullshitting.

Please turn that off.

Hello?

Yes...

What?

We showed him the blood

stains on the lock yesterday.

He ridiculed us.

My uncle finally broke the lock.

Mr. D K Gogia...

Retired police officer.

He came as soon as I called him.

Identify the body please.

Took it from all angles?

It does look like Khempal...

Wow!

'Looks like'?

What do you mean?

Worked for you for two years, didn't he?

Can you come up?

I can't come home with the ashes.

Panditji has said not to...

Leave it in the car.

I'm not leaving her alone.

Do you remember what Khempal

was wearing last night?

Pant and?

Er...

A green T-shirt?

- Now one with Pankaj...

- Okay.

One more...

Sir!

Sir check this out...

Hold on...

I'll call later...

Would you look at that!

Guess the case is solved!

Pandey!

- Call the forensics department.

- Yes sir.

The body is Khempal's.

Alright.

And this handprint?

Yours?

Sorry.

The Shruti Tandon murder case

keeps twisting and turning.

A new body has been found today.

Apparently this is the body

of the servant...

who was presumed to be

the killer until now.

Name?

Name?

Shruti Tandon.

Age?

14 years.

Date of birth?

24th March.

Date of death?

15th March.

Time of death?

Sir?

Time of death, please?

Sir?

Sir the killer is very clever...

Does that mean we are buffoons?

If we don't do something quick,

like Nandhari, this case too

will go to the CDI.

And if I get transferred...

I will not go alone.

Either find the killer,

or find another job!

Yes Sir!

Fresh arrivals...

First she was hit on the head...

with a hammer or a rod...

twice.

She must've fallen unconscious.

Then almost half an hour later...

very carefully, as if by an expert...

right at the jugular vein...

a long cut.

Number one.

And then for satisfaction,

another small late cut...

number two.

And the servant?

A Xerox copy.

Xerox copy indeed.

What happened?

Sir it's me, Dhaniram!

One minute sir.

Sir... a glass broke in the other room...

you were in deep sleep,

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