(thunder claps)
(clock ticking)
In 1888... Jack the Ripper
In 1972... Harold Shipman
In 1989... Ted Bundy
The list of serial killers goes on.
But the man I am going to talk about is entirely different.
He is so cruel he can make the others in history forgettable.
(blade swishing)
This monster on a killing spree is a living proof of a demon in human form.
The police system has totally failed in their attempt to capture him.
(typewriter clicking)
Who is he? Where is he?
Why is he resorting to these killings?
What is his motive for murder?
There is no answer for any of these questions.
But he is right among us.
On the basis of certain elements in the book written by Mr Vasudev...
and concurring with the appeal from the police department...
High Court declares the book titled M4M banned.
BANNED
"The demonic voice bellows at this unearthly hour"
"He belongs to a monstrous clan"
"He leaves no chance for humans"
"The aggression unleashed is but to prove his identity"
"He belongs to a monstrous clan He leaves no chance for humans"
"Once eyed by him"
"It's a blood bath all around him"
"The demonic voice bellows at this unearthly hour"
"The demonic voice"
"Bellows at this unearthly hour"
FIVE YEARS LATER...
I will see your end.
Okay. Cut!
Shot okay.
Hmm, well done.
Hmm.
Artists will start walking towards you.
Hey! Why do you block the camera? Move aside!
Now the shot is...
(ominous vocables)
(grunting)
(gasping) Who the hell are you?
(suspenseful music)
(grunting)
(Snipping of Clothes)
- (knocking on the door) - Sir! Sir!
(door creaks)
Sir!
Director sir!
Ranjit sir...
(indistinct chatter)
Radha! Breaking news.
Super Star Ranjith is murdered.
Yes, boss. Just heard about it. I have just reached.
(tyres screeching)
(car door slams)
(ominous music)
Breaking news!
In broad day light, with everyone around on a film set.
Someone has brutally murdered super star Ranjith.
(newsreader) The film world is deeply shocked by the incident.
This is a big shock to Ranjith's fans.
(newsreader) This case might be investigated by a team led by ACP Krishna.
We are informed that
ACP Krishna has started immediately to the murder spot.
(car screeching)
(intense music build up)
Let's do live coverage here.
- Arrange cameras all around. - Arjun! -Yeah. Okay.
- Excuse me, ma'am. - Yeah?
Please, clear the area. You too.
- Okay. - Please...
- Come. - (shoes clacking)
(door creaks)
- Arjun, CC TV... - Yes, sir.
- Check the outside as well. - Okay.
(intriguing music)
Invitation?
(camera clicks)
- COMMISSIONER OFFICE - (siren hooting)
Good evening, sir.
Good evening, Krishna.
- Have a seat. - Thank you.
What happened?
Sir, during a film shoot at a farmhouse in Chitra Vihar,
hero Ranjith was brutally murdered.
(electricity snipping)
The assaulter stabbed him in the chest and slit his throat.
The most terrible thing is, the victim was lying there naked.
Who could it be?
We couldn't find anything to identify the accused.
But I am sure the accused is a part of the film crew.
What about CC TV footage?
There were CC TVs, sir.
But unfortunately, CCTV is not working.
But unfortunately, it's not working.
Oh, my God! I can't believe that.
By the way, any other clues?
Yes, sir. We found a vintage locket.
(emotional music)
We have sent it to the forensic lab.
Okay, Krishna. Suspect everyone.
And let's wait for the reports.
Sure, sir.
- Sir... - Hmm.
(pleasant music)
Good morning, hubby!
Hey, good morning.
Coffee ready!
- Coffee? - Yeah.
Thank you.
- Krishna... - Hmm?
Did you find any evidence at the spot yesterday?
We found a vintage locket.
- Vintage locket? - Yes.
- Do you have its snap? - I do.
Where is it? Show me.
(intriguing music)
See.
And no more questions on this. Okay?
Okay, thanks.
Love you.
Mwah! Love you too.
Radha... (LEGIT NEWS PAPER)
HERO RANJITH KUMAR'S DEAD BODY FOUND NAKED
(sighs) Okay. I will make a move.
I am getting late.
Uh, Radha! What's your programme today?
My best friend, Janu, asked me to come to her college.
For a guest lecture again?
Your guess is right.
- Okay. Bye, bye. - Bye!
Take care.
(paper rustles)
MMC COLLEGE...
JOURNALISM-BLOCK
(keys clicking)
Good morning, ma'am.
Good morning, Ritika! Happy birthday!
- Thank you, ma'am. - You are looking so pretty.
Thank you.
Hi!
Hi, Radha!
This is Radha, my best friend.
Radha, it's Rithika's birthday today.
Happy birthday.
Thank you, ma'am.
(pleasant music)
- Rithika, I got you something. - Oh, thank you, ma'am.
For you!
Nice.
Thank you!
- Get back to your class. - Bye, ma'am.
- Okay. - Bye! Take care.
Crime journalism is not inferior to the policing system.
In fact, the passion to capture the actual criminal...
are the exclusive qualities of a crime journalist.
(solemn music)
How many of you are aware of the Elimination Technique?
- Yes, ma'am! - Yes!
This technique is not just used for academics.
This can be applied in your real life too.
If we eliminate all that is unnecessary, and concentrate on our goals,
we will definitely accomplish them.
That's all for today's session.
(tyres screeching)
(shoes clacking)
MORTUARY
Good morning, doctor.
Good morning. Come.
- Please, be seated. - Thank you.
Here!
This is Ranjith's postmortem report.
It is a coldblooded murder.
Anything strange, doctor?
One and half inch above the collar bone, there is a thin cable mark.
I found the same cable marks on Ranjith's fingers as well.
Did you find a cable there?
No, doctor. We found only a vintage locket.
I see.
This one.
But there were no chain marks on his neck.
Then probably the chain belongs to the killer.
(ominous music)
Maybe.
Coming to other things, besides a deep knife-wound on his chest...
And a solid gash by a knife on his neck there was nothing else.
But...
But... but what, doctor?
Ah! When I saw the crime scene photographs this morning,
I felt Ranjith Kumar's body position
looked similar to Jean-Simon's painting 'Death of a Gladiator'.
(suspenseful music)
(intense music buildup)
Okay, doctor.
Thank you.
(car door clicks)
(car revving)
I'll come. Don't keep calling me.
(footsteps)
(door latch clicks)
(door clicks open)
(footsteps)
(chuckling)
(vehicle zooming)
(car screeching)
Everyone! (Snaps fingers)
(shoes clacking)
Look at this!
This... matches the 'Death of a Gladiator' painting by Jean-Simon.
Which means the escaped killer followed this painting's pattern.
If I am not wrong, Ranjith's killer is a psycho.
We must find out if there were such murders earlier.
Beginning with our office, collect the data from all the stations.
Check if any murder reported matches some painting.
If there's a match, report them to me in 24 hours.
- Timeline, sir? - Last five years.
Start working immediately. Let's go. (snaps fingers )
“Vocals”
(electricity sizzling)
"The art... artist"
(wild dog barking)
“Artist”
"Raja Ravi Varma Pablo Picasso..."
"Jean Simon, Rene Magritte James McNeill Whistler"
FITNESS FAST GYM
Hero Ranjith Kumar was your chief guest at your GYM opening yesterday morning, right?
Yes, ma'am!
Can I see the CC TV footage, please?
(vocables)
“Every art is an illusion Every art is delusion”
Someone was following Ranjith? Do you see?
Please, play the footage from outside the gym.
Okay, ma'am. This is the one.
"Leonardo Da Vinci Vincent Van Gogh..."
"Michelangelo Mary Cassatt"
“Grantwood, M.F Hussain, Rabindra Nath Tagore”
Brother...
Please, open the PayTM app and give me the mobile.
“Hunting”
Yes, yes. This transaction...
- This one, madam? - Hmm.
(mobile trills)
Hello, Radha?
Boss, there's some progress.
I have sent you one Das' UPI address.
I need his mobile number and address immediately.
I will try.
"Raja Ravi Varma Pablo Picasso"
WANTED
Give it to me!
- Sir! - Hmm?
When you study the information from all the police stations in the city...
almost twenty murders resemble popular paintings, sir.
Yes, sir. The details are in this file.
None of these murders have any clues, sir.
(disturbing music)
He is certainly a psycho.
No doubt, sir.
JOURNALISM - BLOCK
Woo hoo!
(banging on desks)
What is happening, Rohit?
Are your hugs only for the lodge guests or for your classmates too?
Hmm.
Why did you do this?
(pensive string)
Hmm! Hmm.
- Rithi, Rithi, Rithi! - (others banging on desks)
Everything?
I want you to collect all the journals and submit them.
Okay, ma'am!
Rithika!
Hmm? How dare she reject me?
I won't spare her. What happened?
Uh... huh...
Madam...
That's...
Hmm!
(suspenseful music)
Hmm!
(indistinct conversation)
Greetings to all my media friends.
Ranjith Kumar's killer is a psycho.
(startling music)
Not just that.
He is following the pattern of famous paintings.
Famous paintings pattern?
The murders in the past leaving no clues...
It turns out that this psycho killer has a connection.
There are at least twenty such murders in the last five years.
(frightful musical string)
(door squeaks open)
Did you watch the DGP's press meet?
The psycho was behind twenty more murders in the past.
Such people should be encountered.
Boss, do you remember?
A few years ago,
you reviewed a book based on real incidents and shared the details with me.
Could you please recall that book's name?
Uh... the book's name was...
M4M. Motive for Murder.
The court had banned it.
But why are you asking about M4M?
You told me the killer in the book uses famous painting patterns.
I feel he is using the same pattern, boss.
That's why I need more details, boss.
I have sent you the writer's address.
Sir
You got a courier, sir.
Ah!
- Radha, check it out. - Let me see!
(suspenseful music)
“WARNING”
Someone has sent you a warning, boss.
There is a pen drive in here.
The state police have hurt my ego.
No one can stop this game of mine.
In the days to come...
all of you will see a few more deadly paintings.
Catch me if you can.
Like the DGP called him... psycho! He is a psycho!
I am telecasting this warning audio right away.
(intense musical buildup)
- Good afternoon, sir! - Sir!
We proudly announced the progress of the investigation at the press meet.
Now the psycho killer sends the department a warning.
(grunts)
What situation future might land us in! And how many more people he might murder!
Krishna, was our press meet a mistake?
No, sir.
Press meet acted like a trap.
Now the killer voice came out.
Then the person would come out too.
Brilliant, Krishna. I will update the same to DGP.
Yes, sir.
I believe in you. You have my support.
Go ahead!
Thank you so much, sir.
(car halting)
(car door clicking)
(car door slams)
(shoes clacking)
CH VASUDEV, M.A. LITERATURE (knocking on the door)
(door creaks open)
- Yes? - Good morning, sir.
I am Radha. Crime investigative journalist
My boss, Mr.Srikanth, has asked me to meet you.
I need your help, sir.
Please, come in.
Thank you.
What is it about?
Sir!
A few years ago you wrote a book named M4M, Motive for Murder.
The book was also banned by the government.
I suspect a connection between Ranjith Kumar's murder...
And the killer you addressed in the book.
If you don't mind, if I can get a copy of that book...
Look. I understand your situation.
But I can't give you the book you want.
It's not that, sir.
I know the government has banned the book.
By any chance, if you can give me the book...
Look, Radha!
I have huge respect towards your profession.
Before you lose it, please...
(Mysterious music)
(melancholy music)
Where is Arjun?
- Coming, sir. - He is on the way, sir.
Sir!
Arjun! Any update?
Yes, sir.
Two months ago,
there was an attempt to murder on Ranjith Kumar, sir.
Is it?
Yes, sir. Have a look, sir.
This is the FIR copy filed by Ranjith Kumar with the Jubilee Hills Police Station.
Another important thing is, when Ranjith Kumar was murdered,
the accused was at the shoot location, sir.
(haunting vocables)
This is his photograph, sir.
- Have you traced his location? - Yes, sir.
Luckily, we found the location.
Where is he now?
Legit News Channel, sir.
The channel your wife, Madam Radha works for.
What is he doing in Radha's office?
- Murali, take this. - Sir.
- Arjun, let's go. - Sir.
(tyres screeching)
(intense music)
- Hey, come here. - Sir?
Where is your boss?
Uh, he is in his cabin, sir.
Radha!
What is happening here?
Why is Radha interviewing Das?
Why is media getting involved in Ranjith's case?
We will get involved.
We have every right to conduct this interview.
Radha!
(door creaks)
Krishna!
It wasn't Das who killed Ranjith Kumar.
I know very well how to make him spill the beans.
- Krishna! - Hey...
Get up!
Up!
Come!
(doors bangs)
Why did you kill Ranjith Kumar? Huh?
I was into real estate business with him, sir.
He cheated me.
He ruined my life.
I lost my honour.
My family came on the street.
Krishna, Das told me the same in the interview as well.
Arjun, take him into custody.
- Hmm! - Sir,
- Sir! Please, listen to me, sir. - Hmm. Go!
(Message tone)
Alert, ACP.
In the next 24 hours, I will recreate 'The Lovers II' painting.
Stop me if you can.
Happy valentines day in advance.
The killer has thrown us a challenge.
I appeal to the youth to be alert on Valentines Day.
His murders must be stopped.
He must be apprehended.
Krishna has a good idea for it.
This is red GPS.
(elevating music)
Download this.
If you use this app when you are in danger,
it connects you to the nearest police station.
If you use this app when you are in danger,
it connects you to the nearest police station.
If we work together, we can catch the killer.
Sir, if this gets out on news, won't the killer get alert?
Yes. That's our intention.
The killer will be scared.
He will back down.
Then we will have the satisfaction of saving two lives.
Let us join hands to catch this killer.
And please start downloading the red GPS.
Thank you.
(upbeat music playing)
(traffic bustling)
Observe everything carefully. Okay? Just don't leave anything.
(suspenseful music)
- (phones chiming) - (monitor beeping)
Okay. Huh?
(monitor continues to beep)
- Mamata, go to the spot. - Hmm.
Team is on the way.
(police car wailing)
(phone chimes)
(Monitor beeping)
- Murali, Kishore! Contact with them. - Yes, sir.
(notification beeps)
Arjun! Go immediately. Take them with you.
- Okay, sir. - Go!
- Come on! - Go... hmm.
Monitor this area. Yeah.
(scary music)
Connect. Connect. Connect them.
- Okay, sir. - Quick!
Hello?
Sir, Ayesha here.
Someone has come to attack us, sir.
Try to stay on the line.
How does the killer look? Tell me some marks.
Sir, he has a trident tattoo on his left arm.
Please, help me. Hello, sir!
Hello, hello... Ayesha!
Hello...
Ayesha, are you there?
We have an emergency situation.
Please, send me the back up.
Hello, Arjun! Where are you?
I am on rounds, sir.
Okay. I am heading to a location. Reach there with back up immediately.
- (girl screaming) - (metal clanging)
(girl sobbing)
No!
Hey
(bones cracking) - (boy screaming)
(boy grunting)
(knife swishing)
(knocking on the door)
- (banging on the door) - (grunting)
(scary music)
(door bangs open)
Oh, God! Damn!
(sighing)
Sir...
As per our information Ayesha has five million followers on Instagram.
She is a popular influencer on social media, sir.
(sighs)
Damn!
(sad music)
(ambulance wailing)
(police car hooting)
(tyres screeching)
(indistinct chatter)
Come on, come on.
The psycho killer keeps his word.
(news reader) The victim bodies remind us
of Rene Magritte's painting 'The Lovers II”.
True to his words, the psycho killer has brutally killed a pair of lovers.
This is undoubtedly a failure of the police department.
(phone ringing)
Sir?
Krishna, what is happening there?
Why didn't you restrict the media?
Sorry, sir. I will handle this.
Don't allow media, especially the Legit News Channel, inside.
This is top priority.
- Sure, sir. - Okay.
What is happening inside? Allow us to see.
Excuse me!
You guys must vacate this area immediately. Please, leave.
We have the right to report the news. How can you stop us?
We have orders from the Commissioner.
If you don't co-operate, we have our ways, okay?
Please, leave.
We are not budging from here unless we know what's happening.
You can't force us.
This is my final warning.
If you don't hear my words,
I will have to file a case for disturbing the crime scene and lock you up.
Please, go.
- Arjun! - Sir...
Send them out.
- Please, co-operate. - Come on. Move
- Please, leave. Please... - Can't you hear?
- Please, co-operate. - We are talking to you. Please, leave.
(news reader) Popular social media influencers
Rohit and Ayesha get brutally murdered.
(news reader) The city is in the grip of fear that they might hear bad news.
(phone ringing)
Krishna! Have you caught the killer?
Sorry, sir. He escaped.
I am disappointed.
Who would be convinced by this?
I am answerable to the public and the government.
(phone clatters)
(traffic rushing)
Radha!
- Haven't you gone home yet? - No!
I am sorry about earlier.
Commissioner's orders.
I completely understand, Krishna.
Don't worry.
Can we go home? I was waiting for you till now.
- (sighs) Let's go. - Hmm.
I haven't come across a case like this.
Had Vasudev given me his book then, we wouldn't have been in this situation.
- What? A book by Vasudev? - Hmm.
Five years ago, there were similar murders and he wrote a book on them.
- Really? - Yeah.
And taking some of its contents into consideration...
the government got the book banned.
When I learnt it was banned,
I went to meet Vasudev but he didn't co-operate.
Do you know how useful this information is to the case?
But what's next?
(vehicles revving)
(doors click open)
(doors slamming)
(knocking on the door)
Try again.
(knocks again)
(door creaks open)
Yes?
Hello, sir. This is ACP Krishna. And you know her.
Can we come in?
Okay. Come in.
Thank you.
- Let's go! - Hmm.
LEGIT NEWS PAPER
Sir, let's come to the point.
The paintings pattern of the murders you mentioned in your book, M4M,
and this killer's murder pattern are both same.
If you can give us the book...
it will be help to us definitely in this case.
Why should I?
Weren't you the guys who got my book banned because I questioned your inefficiency?
Sir, they are cops.
They come under so much of political pressure.
We both know that, don't we? We are journalists.
We have concern for the society.
If you can help us a little in such crisis...
Hmm...
Society, concern, responsibility
I heard enough of them in my career.
I worked as a journalist for thirty years.
I cracked so many cases that even police couldn't solve.
What am I left with finally?
Other than myself?
They have even banned the book I wrote.
(dramatic musical string)
Sir, people are dying like flies.
But why are you not moved?
Of course I was moved and hence I wrote M4M.
Since Ranjith Kumar's murder, I have been closely following the case.
You are focusing who is the killer and who is mudered.
(intriguing music)
Could there be a survivor from the earlier murders? Did it even strike you?
What?
Can someone survive such deadly injury?
I don't think... anyone can survive.
One survived.
Only one survived.
This man. Phalgun.
Since you feel it will be useful for your case, I'll share the contents of my book.
Even in the past, there were similar murders.
Ah!
Not a trace of evidence at the crime scene or its surroundings.
Who was the killer?
Where did he live?
Such questions were left unanswered.
When I investigated the murders...
I found something interesting.
The killer was targeting only celebrities.
(dreadful music)
You have discovered only now that his every murder resembles a painting.
But I cracked it way before.
(eerie music)
This is his habit.
To create deadly paintings.
(dreadful music)
Unbelievable!
There was a murder attempt on Phalgun, a film Director.
(Hitting with a rod)
His choice of painting was...
“An old peon enjoying a nap” by Raja Ravi Varma.
The house helpers of Phalgun found him breathing
Sir...
- And rushed him to the hospital. - Sir!
Careful, sir.
He is being treated in a rehab centre right now.
He is the only one who saw the killer.
But due to a major blow on his head, he forgot his past.
Thanks for your time, sir.
(unsettling music)
Guys! Take care of yourselves.
(suspenseful music)
So, he targets only famous personalities.
I understand Ranjith Kumar was famous.
But Rohit and his friend? They were just students!
Rohit and Ayesha... They were social media influencers.
Every serial killer in history has a pattern.
But strangely, our guy has two patterns.
One is to target the famous ones.
Two, to mould every murder into a painting.
(dramatic music)
He goes about his murders as carefully as an artist goes about a painting.
Not a single stroke with a flaw.
Doesn't leave a single clue. Master mind.
"The psycho is here"
Shall I go meet Phalgun now?
If you wish to.
But not to waste time.
- Go. - Okay. Sure.
(car revving)
(phone rings)
Sir, this is Doctor Madhav.
We have done an autopsy on the bodies of Rohit's and his lover.
Any evidence?
Not exactly, sir.
But there is something you should know.
The killer is left-handed.
- Is it? - Yes.
I can say this from the wounds on the dead bodies.
Okay. Thank you, doctor.
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
(electricity sizzling)
'Sir, he has a trident tattooed on his left arm'
(car revving)
Hello, Arjun! Where are you?
I am at the office, sir.
We just got the postmortem reports. I am checking them.
Whoever was present at Ranjith Kumar's shooting, get them all to the station.
(car arriving)
(door slamming)
Good afternoon, ma'am. How can I help you?
I have come to meet a patient named Phalgun.
Can you please help me with that?
They will get the patient out in a while. Please wait.
- Thank you. - Welcome.
(wheels squeaking)
(emotional music)
Namaste, Mr.Phalgun.
I am Radha. Crime investigative journalist.
I am big fan of your films.
It has been my dream to meet you since I was a kid.
But not this way.
Do you remember?
There was an attempt on your life a few years ago.
(intriguing music)
Do you remember the attacker?
(disturbing music)
(gasping)
- Mr.Phalgun! -Mr.Phalgun! - (convulsing)
- Mr.Phalgun! - What is happening?
- Mr.Phalgun... - Please, don't trouble the patient, madam.
You will be alright, sir.
On the day of the murder... did you see a trident tattoo on anyone's arm?
No, sir. I didn't.
Is there a left-handed person on your crew?
No, sir. I have no idea.
You are the co-director for Ranjith Kumar's last film, right?
Yes, sir.
Did you notice a trident tattoo on anyone's left arm in the set?
(intense music build up)
I don't know whether he was left-handed or not.
But I saw a guy with a trident tattoo.
Can you recognise him?
If you can get the man who shot the making videos,
I am sure you will find him in the footage.
Arjun, get the photographer immediately.
(dramatic musical string)
Yes, that's the guy.
(frightful music)
INMATE JAGADISH ON PAROLE IS ABSCONDING
(dramatic music)
INMATE JAGADISH ON PAROLE IS ABSCONDING
Jagadish?
His name is Jagadish.
He was released on parole and though his parole time is over, he is absconding.
(phone ringing)
(dramatic music)
Arjun, Jagadish is the culprit. Issue a look out notice on him.
Jagadish's photo, his look out notice... send them to all the police stations.
Also, inform all the news channels.
- Okay? - Okay, sir.
Go ahead.
(Reporter) Breaking news!
The police intensify their search for the psycho killer.
Who is Jagadish? (Keys clicking)
(reporter) The cops have concluded that Jagdish is the culprit.
LOOK OUT NOTICE
(reporter) Jagdish goes absconding.
A look out notice has been issued for his whereabouts.
(intense music)
WANTED
(Reporter) Jagdish was serving life imprisonment for a murder when...
(reporter) He was released on parole and is resorting to these murders.
(traffic rushing)
WANTED
- Hello, Mr.Khan! - Hello, sir.
This is Krishna, ACP. I had called you earlier.
- This is the file you were asking for. - Thank you.
(papers rustling)
(intense music)
Lefthander.
(intense music continues)
He was all the time painting like crazy, sir.
He would keep asking for papers.
When there were no papers, he would paint on the walls.
When did Jagdish come to this prison?
It's been five years, sir.
He was a loner.
(phone rings)
Hello?
Krishna! I am committing murders.
And you are roaming around prisons.
You are wasting your time, Krishna.
Are you not worried who my next target is?
Hey, I know your identity now.
You cannot escape me.
(laughing)
A small surprise for you.
You come immediately to the graveyard next to the prison.
Something is waiting for you.
Hello... hello!
- What happened, sir? - Arjun! Come on.
GRAVEYARD(suspenseful music)
GRAVEYARD...(suspenseful music)
(jeep trudging on gravel)
- Arjun, be alert! - Hmm.
(door slamming)
(tense music)
Arjun!
(grunts)
(coffin cover clatters)
These are the serial numbers of his victims.
Not just twenty murders as we thought.
He committed many more.
(frightening music)
I AM STILL AMONG YOU...
LEGIT NEWS
(Reporter) Breaking news!
The police intensify their hunt for the psycho killer.
The cops have concluded that Jagdish is the culprit.
(Reporter) Jagdish is absconding.
- A look out notice is issued in his name. - Oh, my God! Rithika!
(Reporter) Jagdish was serving life imprisonment in a case.
'Who are you roaming with?'
'Rithu!'
How is Rithika connected to Jagadish?
(Reporter) Out on parole, he might be resorting to these murders...
(phone ringing)
- Hello, Radha... - Huh, Janu?
The serial killer whose photo you are showing on TV? I know him.
What? You know Jagadish?
Krishna...
Radha?
I have something important to tell you.
Sit down!
What happened?
My friend, Janu called me up.
(intriguing music)
Arjun, find out Rithika's last location.
Hmm.
Manisha,
- please open our location tracker once. - Okay, sir!
TRACKING FAILED...(monitor beeping)
Sir...
Rithika's location is inactive. Her phone is switched off.
(sighs) Okay, alright. Check her call history.
Okay, sir.
(Arjun) Give me a printout of Rithika's call details.
(paper rustling)
Sir, before Rithika's phone was switched off,
she received seven calls from the same number.
This has all the details, sir.
(dramatic music)
Did you trace the location of this number?
Yes, sir.
It's a land line number.
It belongs to a lodge near her Journalism college.
- Let's go. - Okay.
- Arjun! - Sir?
- Monitor Rithika's location constantly. - Okay, sir!
As soon as Rithika's location gets active,
- call me and let me know. - Sure, sir.
(car tyres screeching)
SUVARNA LODGE
Excuse me, sir. I am Krishna, ACP.
Okay!
We need access to your CC TV footage.
Hmm.
Show me the CC TV footage recorded exactly at this time.
(intense music build up)
(intense music continues)
- That's Jagadish. - Huh?
(Krishna) Stop.
- What is his room number? - 207, sir.
He hasn't checked out yet.
(intriguing music)
Shh...!
(mattress plops)
(door bangs)
- Krishna... - Huh?
How come Rohit's phone is here?
Rohit's phone?
(intense musical string)
What do you think happened, Krishna?
Rohit and his lover Ayesha were killed by Jagadish and Rithika.
Is it?
Yes.
Because a day before the murder, Rithika had seven calls from Jagadish.
I am sure they planned this murder together.
They grabbed Rohit's phone so that he won't make the distress call.
That's why we had a call from Ayesha.
Rithika and Jagadish are committing all these murders?
Yes!
(phone ringing)
- Yes, Krishna? - Sir,
Jagadish is not alone behind these murders.
A teenager called Rithika is also involved.
We must alert the entire department, sir.
Where is Rithika right now?
Sir, we don't know Rithika's location.
That's why we better issue a lookout notice for Rithika, sir.
Okay, Krishna. Go ahead.
Thank you so much, sir.
(phone ringing)
Hello, Arjun! Listen carefully.
Sir?
Make Rithika's photo viral on all platforms.
Send her photo to all the news channels.
We must apprehend Rithika by tomorrow morning.
- Quick! - Yeah.
(car screeching)
(Reporter) The police suspects the involvement of
a college student, Rithika, in the serial killings.
(Reporter) ACP Krishna has released a look out notice for Rithika.
What is this?
Why did Rithika message me to meet her?
Saranya Nagar, Block one...
(cicadas chirping)
(car trudging)
(door opens)
Why did she ask me to come here at this hour?
(door creaks open)
Yikes...
(door creaks close)
Rithika...
(intriguing music)
Rithika!
(cluttering in the distance) (Janu gasps)
Rithika!
(eerie music)
Damn! There is no network here.
(shoes clicking)
(gasps)
Rithika, what's happening here?
Ma'am... please, listen to me.
Rithika, you hear me out.
I will help you. Come with me and...
- Who is it? - Jagadish.
What is Jagadish doing here?
You have trapped me, right? (Rithika gasping)
- Rithika, I am going to call the cops. - No, ma'am. Please, ma'am.
- Rithika! Let go of me. - Ma'am...
- Rithika! - Ma'am...
- Rithika, just move! - Ma'am...
Ma'am, please, ma'am.
- Rithika, stop it! - Ma'am!
Ma'am! Please, ma'am.
(intense music)
(intense music continues)
Radha...
Oh, crap!
(ignition starting)
(shoes clicking)
(gasps)
(footsteps)
- Sir... - Huh?
What is it, Arjun? Where did you go?
Your presence is not here since this afternoon.
Sorry, sir. I had some urgent work to attend.
There is a lot of pressure from the top.
Okay, sir. I am sorry.
Sir, someone left this at our station where there is no CC TV.
What is this?
Who might have sent it?
I don't know who, sir. No idea.
(grunts) Huh!
“THIS IS FOR YOU KRISHNA”
(gasps)
Pen drive.
- Hello, please play this. - Okay, sir.
(monitor beeps)
Well done, officers.
My next target is the girl you are searching for... Ri... thi... ka.
(intense music build up)
My next target is the girl you are searching for... Ri... thi... ka.
- Krishna! - Huh?
- Janu! - What happened, madam?
I know where Rithika is.
I just left her with Jagadish and escaped, Krishna.
(car revving)
- Where are they right now? - They are at Saranya Nagar.
- Let's go. - Okay.
(suspenseful music)
(indistinct conversation) (police cars hooting)
(Rithika gasping)
(Rithika screaming in pain)
(Rithika breathing hard)
(Rithika choking)
(Rithika) Let go!
(neck snapping)
(muffled noise of tape)
(police cars hooting)
(car tyres screeching)
(doors slamming and shoes clacking)
I left her here, Radha.
Stay alert.
(cicadas chirping)
- (intense dramatic string) - (gasping)
My God!
(Janu gasping)
Hey, Janu... control... it's okay!
(sighs)
Oh, my God!
(gasping)
(emotional musical string)
- (vocables) - (Janu sniffling)
I was so foolish yesterday. Rithika wanted to tell me something.
I should have listened to her.
It's okay, Janu.
It's okay. Don't be upset. I understand. (phone ringing)
(Radha) No one foresees this, right?
Tomorrow my next art will be in theatre. Stop me if you can.
What is it, Krishna?
(bird chirping)
(birds chirping)
Janu... please, don't cry.
- (intriguing music) - (birds chirping)
Damn it! He is observing our every move.
He is messaging us his next location and then killing his target.
Except Ranjith's murder, we had prior information about all.
I am not able to capture him​.
There are countless theatres in the city. How do I catch him?
Which theatre will he go to? Who is he going to kill?
I got to catch him.
I got to catch him no matter what.
Krishna...
I have an idea.
(intriguing music)
We can use the elimination technique...
And decide which theatre the killer will go to.
I often teach my students about this technique too.
There is a policeman in uniform at every theatre except one.
Which means...
That theatre is the killer's single option.
- Exactly. - Alright.
I will post cops there in mufti.
But which theatre?
What if he suspects there are cops at every theatre except this one?
Then, let's allow him in a few theatres.
(intense music)
Krishna, what do you say?
Which theatres?
See. If you observe all the areas of killings...
Ranjith Kumar's murder... Film Nagar.
Rohit, Ayesha's murder... Srinagar Colony.
Rithika's murder... Seven Tombs Road.
Great! So, these are his access areas.
Taking them as boundaries, cops at the theatres in these areas will be in mufti.
Exactly.
Yes.
- (Krishna) Hello, sir. - Tell me, Krishna.
We have devised a plan to catch the killer, sir.
Okay.
I want to explain it to you.
(intense dramatic music)
Sir...
I need your permission.
- Go ahead. - Thank you so much.
(sighs) Hmm.
(intense music)
WANTED...
- (keys clicking) - (keys continue to click)
NO INTERNET
Damn! Why isn't the internet working?
(Radha) Okay. Let me copy it on pen drive and send it.
(suspenseful music)
The customer you are calling is busy at the moment. Please call back in some time.
Tsk. Why is he not taking my call?
Okay.
Let me send a voice message.
Boss, I wrote an article on the killer.
We have to publish this tomorrow.
I have copied the article and its supporting documents into a USB drive.
I am handing this over to the staff.
Please, collect this from the staff tomorrow.
Okay? Thank you. Bye.
(phone chimes)
(car screeching to a halt)
(shoes clacking)
Listen up everyone!
Make sure the metal detectors in all the theatres work properly.
If you suspect anyone, report to me immediately.
Along with the names of the theatre and the area.
Under any circumstances we are going to capture the psycho killer today.
(intense dramatic music)
(intense dramatic music continues)
- Sir! - Sir!
(intense music continues)
SANDHYA 70MM BOOK MY SHOW
LAXMIKALA CINEPRIDE
(tense music)
How are things?
Absolutely no problem, sir.
Check everything strictly.
Yes, sir.
If you find anything suspicious, report to the control room.
- Arjun! - Sir?
What is the situation there? Any update?
Only the night show is pending, sir.
Alright. Be careful. Stay alert.
Hmm. Okay, sir.
(police car wailing)
- Sir, everything is under control, sir. - (doors slamming)
Good evening, sir.
Hmm. Let's go.
(shoes clacking)
- Is everything okay? - Yes, sir.
Be very careful during the intermission.
- Just a minute. - Okay, sir.
(shoes clacking)
- (door creaks open) - GENTS TOILET
(walkie-talkie beeps)
Murali... Murali, respond.
(zip purrs)
(zip zips back)
(grunts)
(water gushes)
(metal clangs)
(screams)
- (metal clangs) - (screaming and clanging)
(screaming)
- (grunting) - (metal clangs)
(whining)
(metal clangs)
(eerie music)
(car revving)
(all) Sir!
(door creaking) (shoes clacking)
(sighing) (pensive music)
I totally trust you, Krishna.
I know you will solve this case.
(pensive music)
(Reporter) Breaking news! City Commissioner Sivaram is no more.
The psycho killer targets the cops this time and kills the Commissioner on duty.
(Reporter) The entire police department is in a state of shock.
(pensive music)
Krishna, the Commissioner had great trust in you to solve this case.
You know very well.
This psycho killer was once committing murders in stealth.
Then he frightened his victims and murdered them.
Now, he dares us to stop him and commits murders.
It has become a big challenge to the department.
We can't spare him anymore.
Now I am giving shoot at sight orders, Krishna.
I extend my full support. Okay?
Thank you so much, sir.
(shoes clacking)
CITY COMMISSIONER AS PICASO'S PAINTING
(door creaks open)
- Excuse me, madam. - Hmm?
Mr.Vasudev is here to see you.
- Mr.Vasudev is here? - Yes, madam.
Please, bring him immediately.
Sir, please, come, sir.
Mr.Vasudev! What a surprise, sir!
Please, be seated.
- (chuckles) - Thank you.
The police commissioner is a very nice person.
I can't believe that he got killed.
(sighs)
The purpose of writing this book was to alert the public.
If I don't give it to you even now, its very purpose will be lost.
(intriguing music)
Take it.
M4M... Motive for Murder. Unbelievable, sir.
Thank you so much.
- Radha... - Yes, sir?
Suspect everyone, including me.
(dramatic music)
The killer is watching your every step.
Be careful.
- Sir... - Hmm?
We have checked the bathroom entry and exit footage.
No one looked suspicious.
There was no Jagadish on online booking list, sir.
Emails, mobiles, UPI ID... we have checked them all.
In that case, he must have bought the ticket from the booking counter.
Hmm.
- Pause it here. Pause it. - Okay, sir.
Show me the next cam.
Okay, sir.
Enlarge the screen.
(eerie musical string)
- Show me another angle. - Okay, sir.
Stop.
Zoom, zoom, zoom.
Zoom in the hand.
(dramatic music)
(bangs) Yes!
- Arjun! - Sir?
- Track this guy. - Hmm.
How did he enter the theatre, where did he roam in the theatre...
- Study it all. - Sure, sir. Sure.
- Okay! - Yes, sir.
(intense musical build up)
Next, next. Next!
Next! Next...
(intense music continues)
(dramatic string)
Enlarge the screen. (Suspenseful echo)
Stop!
Rewind.
Further.
Sir!
Have a look, sir. Please, take a look.
Suspect Jagadish reached the theatre in an auto, sir.
Arjun, collect the details of the auto, trace the driver...
- Okay, sir. - And call him to the office.
- Okay? - Sure, sir.
(pages rustling)
(rustling continues)
“HE IS STILL AMONG US”
Vintage locket...
(suspenseful music)
'We found a vintage locket'
(pages rustling)
What is the connection between Jagadish and Phalgun?
You dropped this guy at 9:15 at Sangeetha theatre, right?
Where did he get in?
In our ghetto, sir. He lives in our area.
I have nothing to do with him, sir.
But I know where he lives, sir.
- Can you show it to us? - Yes, sir.
- Let's go. - Let's go.
(car screeches to a halt)
Where is it?
(eerie music)
(gun clicking)
(birds chirping)
Namaste, Mr.Phalgun.
It's me. Radha.
Do you recognise me?
I saw your picture in a book.
(intriguing music)
Do you remember this locket?
Does it remind you of something?
(convulsing) Oh, sir!
- Oh, sir! Sir! - Mr.Phalgun!
Doctor! (Convulsing)
Sir! Relax, relax... (grunting)
(stuttering) Nirmala...
Radha! You know... it's been five years since Mr.Phalgun spoke.
Uh... uh... who are you?
It's me. Radha.
Oh!
(incoherently) You are a brave girl.
(mumbling)
That is... my locket. That's mine.
Do you have the locket with you?
(stuttering) I gave it as a... birthday gift.
May I know who you gave it to?
Nirmala... actress.
You mean Nirmala... the famous actress once upon a time?
She...(Stuttering)
She had a son.
(suspenseful music)
- A son? - Ah!
He was twelve years old.
- (pleasant music) - (camera whirring)
I... I put this in his neck that day.
He was a very good painter.
- But... but... - What happened, sir?
He was an abnormal child.
- Abnormal? - Huh!
Because... unsecured Nirmala was struggling throughout her life.
(screaming)
Busy in solving her own problems, she couldn't spend quality time with the boy.
Growing up in a stressful environment, he developed negativity in his mind.
(dramatic musical string)
They took him to a doctor.
(intriguing music)
A psychiatrist for treatment.
He started behaving like an animal.
He tried to... He tried to kill me.
(metal clangs and body thuds)
Thank you so much, doctor. Please, take care of him.
Okay.
- Dear... - Ah!
You are dealing with a dangerous person.
He is not normal. Be careful.
I K PSYCHIATRIC CLINIC
Good evening, doctor.
- Good evening. Have a seat. - Thank you.
I am Radha. Crime investigative journalist from Legit News Channel.
Oh, nice.
I am sure you know about the serial murders happening in the city.
Yeah, I do follow news.
I came here seeking some information from you.
In general, or anything specific?
Both.
Okay. You may ask.
I am investigating something right now.
You must have heard of Hero Ranjith's murder.
It was terrible, wasn't it? I was very upset.
Fifteen years ago,
there was a famous actress. Nirmala.
I heard her son used to come to you for treatment.
Yes.
(Lalitha Kumari) Madam Nirmala would personally bring him.
I treated him for a few months.
I haven't seen a case like that till now.
Can you share some information on the boy?
Like behaviour patterns, character traits etc?
Sure.
But we generally keep the patient's information confidential.
I want to know how Jagadish used to react to your treatment.
(emotional music)
Okay. Thank you for the information.
You are most welcome.
(phone ringing)
Hello, Krishna
I sent you a location. Come there quickly.
Okay.
(car tyres screeching) (police car wailing)
(footsteps approaching)
(grunts) Arjun... hmm.
(eerie music)
Huh?
- Huh? - Sir...
- What? - Have a look, sir.
(sighing)
(fierce music build up)
(gasps) Oh god!
(Arjun) Control room! Suspect Jagadish found dead.
Over!
(fearsome music)
Hey...
Sir, give me two minutes before you shoot me.
It is true that I wanted to kill Ranjith. But I wasn't the killer.
Why did you want to kill him?
Sir, Ranjith was a cheat. He was a betrayer.
I introduced my girlfriend to him for an opportunity in films.
But he used her and caused her death, sir.
He ruined my life but he became a star in these five years, sir.
(tyres screeching)
Since I am anyway serving life sentence, I decided to kill him, sir.
(Jagadish) That's why I mixed poison in his drink.
(glass clinking) (eerie music)
Stop your cock and bull stories.
Ranjith was dead. Why didn't you surrender, huh?
I wanted to surrender and came to you one day, sir.
I knew you would coerce me into confessing to Ranjith's murder and frame me again.
That's why I thought I would surrender only after Ranjith's killer is caught.
What the connection between the other murders and Rithika and you?
Rithika is my niece, sir.
When I was evading the police, I used to meet Rithika regularly.
(Jagadish) Out of suspicion, Rohit took a video of us,
showed it to everyone in the class, and humiliated Rithika.
On Valentine's Day we went to Rohit's house to delete our video from his mobile phone.
(whacking)
We gave him a warning, grabbed his phone, and left.
(body thudding)
Then who killed Rithika?
(Jagadish) Rithika wanted to take the Principal's help and messaged her.
She came to the go down looking for Rithika.
(intense music)
She saw me there and ran out of fear.
That was when I realised I was putting Rithika at more risk,
told her not to meet me again and left, sir.
I feel Rithika would be alive if I stayed there.
(Jagadish) He shouldn't be spared, sir.
(stick clattering)
- Arjun, catch him. - Hey!
He escaped me in the morning.
By evening only his head showed up.
I am deadly shocked.
When the Commissioner was murdered, Jagadish was in the same theatre.
But... the killer was someone else.
His identity is still unknown.
Damn it! We are back to square one.
Krishna, you know what?
The name of the killer we are chasing is Jitin.
What? Are you sure?
How do you know?
You found a locket at Ranjith Kumar's murder scene, remember?
(intriguing music)
It belongs to Director Phalgun who is in the hospital.
(intriguing music continues)
When I went to meet Mr.Phalgun, he gave me a lead.
'They took him to Doctor Lalitha Kumari. A psychiatrist'
Actress Nirmala was taking her son - to Dr. - Lalitha Kumari for treatment.
When I came to know that, I went to see her.
Jagadish? Who is Jagadish?
Madam Nirmala's son was Jitin. Not Jagadish.
(Radha) Not Jagadish?
Yeah. I will correct myself. Sorry.
Can you tell me something about Jitin?
Oh, yes.
Have you heard of Amok syndrome?
No, doctor.
Unrestraint.
(intense musical buildup)
People with this syndrome move amidst public and hurt whoever they can.
Sometimes they hurt themselves.
They create a havoc.
(intense music continues)
In certain cases, they don't hesitate even to murder.
You mean they can actually murder people?
Yes. This is a rare psychotic condition.
Luckily, Jitin was in the starting stage of this syndrome.
I thought if I channelise his mind, divert his focus to something else,
there might be a solution and I started his treatment.
Did she say anything about his metal condition?
Doctor...
maybe it is normal for killers with such mental condition to murder.
But what about following a painting pattern?
(mobile chimes)
Do you like singing?
Yes, doctor. I have a passion for music.
I try to find a chance to express myself.
There you go.
It's general human tendency.
When they love something, they express it.
Why talk about others?
Look at you.
You expressed your love of music through your phone's wallpaper.
Yeah.
It is natural.
But in the case of your killer, it has gone to another extent.
Turning his interest in painting into a pattern, he is resorting to murders.
When observed individually, no one would understand this.
But when you crack the pattern, you would definitely get it.
That a single person is behind it.
(suspenseful music)
Doctor, how long did you treat Jitin?
He saw me regularly for a few months for his treatment.
But his mother committed suicide for some reason.
I never saw him after that.
Maybe it's been fifteen years.
Fifteen years?
He is a freaking maniac.
Krishna, do you have any plan?
(birds chirping)
(reporter) What is the reason for this emergency press meet?
We found the killer.
Who is he?
Jitin.
He is a mentally retarded person.
Can you provide any more details about Jitin?
We could find Jitin's photograph when he was a kid.
Please circulate this in the media.
The killer is certainly among us.
He is watching our every step.
(traffic bustling)
'Undoubtedly, the killer is in our midst'
'The killer is left-handed'
(suspenseful music)
Arjun wasn't with me when Rithika died.
'Your presence is not here since this afternoon?'
Even when Rohit and Ayesha died, he came late to the location.
- 'Hello! Arjun, where are you?' - 'On rounds, sir'
Damn!
On the day the Commissioner died, he was at the theatre.
So...
I AM STILL AMONG YOU
(intense musical buildup)
Sir,
we found this pen drive at the Commissioner's murder spot.
(unsettling string)
This is password protected.
Our team couldn't crack it.
So, it was sent to a next level expert team.
They have decrypted this and sent us the extracted information.
And one more thing.
Your wife's article along with additional details are also in the pen drive, sir.
(suspenseful music)
Hmm. (Taps)
(phone ringing)
Hello, Radha...
My team found your personal pen drive at the commissioner's murder spot.
What's going on?
What?
They found my pen drive at the crime scene? That's impossible.
Can you share the pen drive content?
Okay.
(intense musical build up)
This pen drive should have been with the boss.
(suspenseful musical string)
(phone rings)
Uh, Radha?
Hello, Krishna!
I must tell you something important.
What is it?
The killer we are looking for is none other than...
- What? - Yes.
(music intensifies)
Radha, you be careful.
I will take care of the rest.
Okay, Krishna.
(ominous music)
- Hello? Radha! Hello! - (ominous music continues)
Hello, Radha!
Radha!
Oh, God!
(tense music)
Sir, Radha ma'am's last active location was Legit News Channel.
Madam Radha was kidnapped from there, sir.
- We have checked the CC TV footage, sir. - Hmm.
For an hour until madam got kidnapped, there was a van parked outside.
A van?
The van went missing after that.
(Arjun) The killer might have used the van for the kidnap.
Could you trace the van?
Yes, sir.
After travelling a bit, the van stopped at Sri Lakshmi Nagar, sir.
There has been no movement since then, sir.
Monitor every single vehicle passing by where Radha went missing, on CC TV.
(Krishna) Alert every single check point in the city.
I am going there.
- You be here and update me. - Okay, sir.
- Okay? Go. (Taps) - Yes, sir.
(suspenseful music)
(car screeching to a halt)
(eerie music)
YOUR TIME IS UP
Crap!
(menacing music)
He is a Freaking Maniac!
His identity is still unknown
(eerie vocables)
(upbeat music)
'Hey, come here' -'Sir?'
'Where is your boss?'
'Uh, in his cabin, sir.'
(upbeat music continues)
(ominous music)
What are you trying to do, Ravi?
I am going to kill you.
Don't, Ravi. Don't kill me, please. Please, don't kill me.
I won't be killing you.
You will be dead yourself.
Why are you doing all this?
You found me. That was your mistake.
What?
'They found my pen drive at the crime scene?'
'That's impossible'
Can you share the pen drive content?
'Okay'
'Hand this pen drive to boss tomorrow'
This pen drive should be with boss.
'Hello, Radha'
'I asked you to collect a pen drive from our staff, Ravi'
'Did you collect it?'
'No, Radha. Ravi didn't give me any pen drive.'
Background check pending?
(terrifying music)
Hello, Radha?
Hari, I will send you two pictures.
One as a child and one as an adult.
Compare both through AI and let me know if they belong to the same person.
Send me the pics.
Okay, I will send it right now.
(keys clicking) (monitor dings)
Dates when Ravi was on leave and dates of murders are matching!
(monitor beeping)
(mobile ringing)
Yeah, tell me, Hari.
Radha...
The child photo and the adult photo you sent me are a hundred percent match.
Hundred percent match?
EYES AND NOSE MATCHED
The killer we are looking for is none other than our office boy, Ravi.
Ravi has changed his identity to Jitin and committing all these murders.
Ravi, as far as I know you are a good man, Ravi.
If you want treatment as Jitin, I will arrange it for you.
How?
You are going to die, right?
Jitin, Jitin! Listen to me.
Jitin, what are you doing?
Shh...
I am painting.
Egypt mummy painting!
Please, don't kill me, Jitin.
Jitin... (gasping)
Jitin, listen to me, Jitin.
(laboured breathing)
- Jitin... - Don't talk!
Where are you, Radha?
Where are you?
Jitin, don't do it, Jitin. Please, Jitin. No, Jitin.
Don't kill me, Jitin. Jitin! Please, Jitin.
(fabric rustling)
(frightful music)
(somber music)
(ominous music)
- Hey! -(Gun clicking) - (bullet ricocheting)
(gunshots)
- Radha... Radha! - (gasping)
- (grunting) Radha... - (Radha gasping)
Radha...
(Radha breathing deep) - (fabric rustling)
Are you okay?
It's alright.
(smooches)
(intense music)
(Reporter) Psycho killer, Jitin, is finally dead.
The city lets out a sigh of relief.
Public praises ACP Krishna.
Hi, Radha. Please, come.
How are you, ma'am?
I am fine. Thank you.
Congratulations. You finally did it.
That's why I wanted to thank you personally.
You are always welcome.
All these years you have managed so well madam, unknown to anyone.
Do you know what this is, madam?
Your handwritten prescription for Ravi alias Jitin.
We found this in Jitin's pocket.
(suspenseful music)
Not just that, madam.
You told me a beautiful lie that you haven't met Jitin in 15 years.
But at Jitin's house, we found many such prescriptions, in Ravi's name.
(doors creaking)
So, Jitin has been meeting you regularly as Ravi.
Both of you together planned the murders well.
Do you know what this is?
Rithika's chain.
(suspenseful music)
The chain we found at your home while you were at the clinic.
Just out of curiosity...
Jitin is a patient.
A psycho suffering from Amok syndrome.
But being a doctor, what is all this?
What's your problem?
Jitin is not the only patient here.
I am too.
(dramatic musical string)
Even I suffer form HPD. Histrionic Personality Disorder.
I go to any extent for recognition.
And we both enjoy it.
He would do anything for me.
You channelised Jitin so through your treatment.
I selected the victims. I made him commit the murders.
- Rithika was an innocent girl, madam - (snickers)
How could you kill her?
Nonsense! I don't believe in all this.
Our victim should be a popular figure.
When we kill, public should wonder about the killer.
Instead, how can public pin it on Rithka and Jagadish when we were the killers?
Why should they make them famous? That's why I finished them off.
I don't like this police, notice, media... It's their blunder. It's all nonsense!
Do you know what my identity is?
(newspapers cluttering)
The publicity you give me.
So, you won't be visible.
But you want encapsulated identity.
That is what HPD is about.
That's my game. I enjoy it.
When I can't avoid it, I seek pleasure in it.
(draw clacks)
You have discovered all about me. How did you think I would let you go?
(scoffs) Knowing so much about you, what made you think I would come alone?
Come on! Move! Fast!
Hurry up!
(dramatic music)
Your game is over.
(chuckles) The game begins now.
(revolver clicks) (bullet echoes)
- No, no! - Oh, my God!
Oh! Crap!
(shoes clacking) (sighing)
KILLER KNOWN
(pensive music)
(uplifting music)
Radha, you have done a great job.
I am proud of you.
(chuckles softly)
Why do you think Doctor Lalitha Kumari orchestrated these murders?
Tsk.
Lalitha Kumari is suffering from a mental condition called HPD.
Those with HPD, generally go to any length for their identity.
Jitin is just like a weapon.
- My God! - What happened?
Krishna!
Lalitha Kumari is not an ordinary person. She is a psycho.
Not just Jitin.
She must have created many other Jitin in her life.
What makes you say that?
Her smile.
Her last words.
“The game begins now”
(bullet echoes)
[music]
M4M.. M4M... ♪
M4M.. M4M ♪
In the pitch-dark hour, In the dead of night.. ♪
Here comes a killer You cannot put up a fight ♪
He will rip your heart out, He will take your soul ♪
He loves the scent of blood, That is why he will roll ♪
- Who is he? - A thriller ♪
- Who is he? - He is a killer.. ♪
- Who is he? - A thriller ♪
- Who is he? - He is a killer.. ♪
- Who is he? - A thriller ♪
- Who is he? - He is a killer.. ♪
- Who is he? - A thriller ♪
- Who is he? - He is a killer.. ♪
M4M, M4M... ♪
M4M, M4M.. ♪
A stone-cold heart that never melts ♪
A ruin wandering through the night ♪
He now beats the drum of death, Painting terror across today's world ♪
He will rip your heart out, He will take your soul ♪
He loves the smell of blood, That is why he will rolls ♪
- Who is he? - A thriller.. ♪
- Who is he? - He is a killer.. ♪
- Who is he? - A thriller.. ♪
- Who is he? - He is a killer.. ♪
He has a black heart.. ♪
And darkness his soul ♪
Life is like a chessboard, a colourful bowl ♪
Like a painting upon a wall, a silent frame ♪
Just like that he carves a man's death! ♪
- In the pitch-dark hour... - In the dead of night ♪
Here comes a killer, You cannot put up a fight ♪
- Who is he? - A thriller ♪
- Who is he? - He is a killer ♪
M4M, M4M... ♪
M4M, M4M.. ♪