01x03 - The Past Erased

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Mr. Sammit Patel?

Mr. Sammit Patel?

Actually,

I've brought your six metal handles.

I'll pay you in the shop later.

Okay, don't worry about it.

Which art school are you from?

Or is art your family profession?

It's my dinner time
and I have lot of work to do.

Even I don't have
all the time in the world.

Bye.

Wait.

Give me water.

Please give me some water.

Did you recognise where the
food is from?

I recognised it is food, that’s it.

It is from your neighbourhood.

Awdhi kebab.

You order from there, don't you?

Yes, why?

When the police finds your
dead body from your flat,

they will deduce in the autopsy that
you had dinner from there.

Before committing suicide.

Are you really going to k*ll me?

What is your weight?

I will have to pick you up
from here till my car

and then to your flat.

No... no, you won’t be able to carry me.

Hey!

Inspector Ira Jaykar Patel!
Inspector!

Inspector, he is Abhishek Banne.

I swear by my entire family,

I will never come before you again.

Abhishek, forget and forgive.

I will do everything you ask me to.

Will you tell the truth?

If you keep me alive,
I will tell the truth to you.

If you say, I will lie too.

I found this on the saved pages
of your phone.

The thread of Crime Exposé

on The Pulse forum.

Read it.

'Hi, Crime Exposé, I'm Ramona, '

'when I was'

'I was 17 years old, I knew a m*rder
is going to take place, but...'

'but I never reported this matter'.

'Can I still become a journalist?'

This fake account of the fake Ramona
has been created from your phone.

She logged in from the same phone
and sent a query.

For more hits and likes, we...

We do such things.

This is harmless.

You really didn’t know
that a m*rder is going to take place?

I swear.

So, there is a video

which proves that you knew

about a m*rder.

'Vikas.'

'You can't go inside.
- Abhishek. Why?'

'Why did you let him come here?'

'Dad told us not to, right?'

'Vikas, you had promised, right?'

'He won't show it to anyone.
- Oh no.'

'Banne siblings,
why are you such cowards?'

'Do you know who you are with?'

'I am the best crime reporter
of the future, Vikas Sarode.'

'Okay? Now move.'

'Sister, stop him.
- Abhishek, '

'move, let me record it.'

'Vikas Sarode’s first scoop,

'A ghost lives in Sarangwadi.'

Abhishek...

Please let me go, I beg you.

Don't drag this matter.

Please. I promise...

I don't want you to promise
as I don't trust people.

I want guarantees,

and proof.

Hey listen, you...

Let me go.

'Why should I close my eyes?'

'Vikas, tell me.
- Prachi, wait.'

You look so calm
when you are asleep.

Like you are doing some deep meditation.

And my sleep is just as disturbed.

Not fair.

That’s becuse all day long you're
running behind crimes and criminals.

By the way, you were
going to take a leave today.

And Anya is also at her
grandma's house, so...

Mr. Patel, you should've been in
this romantic mood half an hour earlier.

Mrs. Bootwala's m*rder case,
there's a lot of paperwork to do.

But if you say,

I can talk to Nikhil.

Shall I?

Go.

It’s a big ticket case for you.

I don't know, Sammit.

It’s a very weird case.

No matter how much you study
a human mind,

it never fails to surprise you.

Anyway,

have a good day. Bye.

Ira,

this is definitely a copycat of
the Sarangwadi case.

He has used an actual fishing net.

Look here,

there is a deep cut on the right ankle.

We don't know if it was done before
or after strangulation.

What do you say, Tambe Sir?
- Before.

What about the nail?

Thumbnails of both the hands.

That too, with a plyer.

Nikhil Sir, how can you say
it was with a plyer?

Because the entire sequence

has been recorded.

There should be no lapses in the procedure.

First of all clear people from here..

Thanks.
- Be careful.

Your hero is not to be seen.

Who..Ma’am?

Vikas Sarode.

Ira Ma’am, is this connected with
Mrs. Bootwala's case?

Is it connected with
Sarangwadi case?

Ira Ma’am, please comment on it.
- Ira Ma’am, answer our questions.

Ira Ma’am, we need an answer.

Answer us.
- We need an answer.

Ira Ma’am!
- Ira Ma’am!

This stabbing is out of syllabus.

No really, Laksh.

This is his intention.

Play.

He pulled Dheeraj and brought
him into the camera’s vision.

He is putting up a show for us

so that we don't see him

but still see the MO.

And from here on, we can say the entire
sequence is an instructional manual

of Bala Banne's MO.

The fishing net is of
Sea King company,

the same net that Bala Banne
would use for strangulation.

Nikhil Sir, this information was
never in the public domain.

That’s not it. Sir, have a look at this.

The company stopped manufacturing
the net 15 years ago.

So, it's clear.

Either he is a fisherman

or lives in the fishermen community.

Or, there must be a connection
between him and Bala.

Or maybe,

all three of them.

How is that possible?

Next, we may say the k*ller
is Bala Banne himself

who committed suicide in 2005.

Did he escape then?

He could’ve k*lled someone else,

and made him Bala.

After so many years,

he got activated

after a copycat k*lling.

I really have my doubts, Sir.

I am sorry, but I make you
babysit Anya every other day.

So what?

Isn't she my kid too?

By the way, you take care of
my daughter so nicely.

Thanks, mother. I will pick up
Anya when my work is done.

'Look Abhi, '

'it is only the two of
us now for each other.'

'And even we don't know
how much worse our luck can be.'

Sir, first of all,

Bala Banne

would target only women.
The other thing,

the police found Bala Banne's
dead body

on the Sarangwadi coastline.

Alleged suicide,

his son Abhishek Banne
did his photo identification.

So, Bala Banne is back.

We can rule that out safely.

But I think the k*ller has some
connection with that case.

Absolutely.

If we get the connection,

we will find the k*ller.

Sir, we can call this an actual
copycat k*lling.

What if this copycat k*ller
turns out to be serial k*ller too?

I am warning you guys.

Another k*lling takes place, and we'll get
love letter from the home ministry.

That won’t happen, Sir.

We will crack it.

We just...

need an initial breakthrough.

Sir, the phone company has
sent call recordings

from Dheeraj's last 24 hours
on an SOS basis.

Dheeraj received the last phone call
at 4:30 p.m yesterday.

From Vikas Sarode.
- What?

He sent him a text one minute
before he died.

Crime Exposé’s Vikas Sarode!

I think... that side of the office.

Nikhil Pradhan, Crime Branch.

You own an electronic shop,

you have the latest technology
and you have goods worth lakh’s.

Can't you fix a camera outside?

I am sorry, Sir.

I never thought such
a big incident would happen here.

Dheeraj was so hard working.

His wife is also pregnant.

'Vikas hasn't come to the office
from past two days.'

Why didn't you lodge a complaint
with the police?

Most of our employees
work from home.

Actually, this office is for

Monday morning blues, you know.

Thursday night, report filing,
it is a deadline.

Sir!

No responsible reporter would
switch off his phone for two days.

Who on earth told you that
Vikas is a responsible journalist?

He is a genius.

And like other geniuses,

he is moody and completely eccentric.

Sir, I was searching here,

I suddenly looked up.

I saw.. sir, look at this.

There's a camera here and we can
get a good angel for this place.

Recently, he locked himself
in his bedroom

for three whole days.

'The password for the laptop is, '

'fortsarangwadi_2005.'

'There's a folder named videos.'

'The password for it is, '

'vickykakarnama@2010'.

'You will see a folder name Prachi.'

'The password for it is, '

'pkahanhotum_2022'.'

'You will find the video in it.'

'You will get the evidence
as well as the guarantee.'

'Vikas, '

'how many videos do you make?'

'Don't you get tired?
- No.'

'Don't you get bored?'

'I never get bored of you.'

'We'll go to Vikas's house
and check.'

'Inform the local police too.'

'Vikas, swear on your mother.'

'You won't show the video
to anyone else.'

'I swear.'

'Anybody's entry is prohibited
in my dad's workshop.'

'I am showing it only to you.'

'Don't break the promise.'

'No, never.'

'Wow, there are so many cool things here.'

'What is this?'

'Hey, Vikas.'

'You can't go inside.
- Abhishek. Why?'

'Sister, why did you let him in?'

'Dad had said no, didn't he?'

'Why are you Banne siblings such cowards?'

'Do you know who you are with?'

'I am the biggest crime reporter
of the future, Vikas Sarode.'

'Move aside.'

'Sister, stop him.
- Abhishek. Move, let me record.'

'Vikas Sarode’s first scoop'

'a ghost lives in Sarangwadi.'

Mr. Vikas.

Mr. Vikas Sarode!

Anwar..

Rajesh, check inside.

Ma’am we can do one thing.

We can put his phone on tracking.

Laksh, this is still warm.

It means, Vikas has just used it.

He is inside the house.
Check every corner.

Ira Ma’am!

Sammit Sir.

Yes, Sammit.

Do you know any reporter
named Vikas Sarode?

Vikas Sarode?

Yes, why?

He is here to meet you.

Give the phone to him.

Actually, he has gone to get his phone
that he had forgotten in his car.

What do I tell him?

Tell him to come to the office.

It's really, really urgent.

Hello Ira, listen,

I think I have a fever.

Fever?

There is paracetamol in the
medicine box.

Drink hot water and
do nebulisation too.

Yes, if I don't answer the call,

just don't be surprised. Okay?

And don't worry about Anya,

I will tell mom

and she will pick her up.

Bye.

Ma'am, why would Vikas
go to your house?

I mean, he was in my contact.

Maybe he has an important tip

which he wants to share
with me directly.

Play the next one.

Keep going. Keep going.

Don't mind, ma'am, but,

Sammit Sir is not a kid.

It's just a fever.

When you have a family,

we will talk about it then.

Family before duty?

Family is also a duty, Laksh.

Find the dash cam footage
of the car in front.

We’ll definitely find something.

Pause!

Note down the taxi number.

We will arrest the driver.

I will be back in 20 minutes
after checking on Sammit.

Vikas Sarode would've reached by now.

This time, don't let him go.

Think about it.
I am a reporter.

Police will not close the case
like they did with the village chief.

They will surely reach you.

Hi, I am Saima.

I had come to discuss an
assignment with Mr. Patel.

I am an interior designer actually.

But he doesn't seem to be
opening the door.

Anyway, I got to go, so...

He is actually...

Sammit.

Sammit?

What happened?

You are bleeding.