PORULATHIKARAM
I spoke to his PA
and tried my best, Nayana.
But he refused to
come on the show today.
We'll try to get him next week.
For today, we have someone else.
We have no other option, Nayana.
What the hell, Hari!
We go live in an hour,
and you're telling me now
that the guest has been changed?
Days of research
and preparation are wasted.
I would have grilled
the minister today.
However, he was frightened
and got away!
Nayana.
Minister Ashok canceled this interview
because he is afraid of you.
And it's election time.
You cannot blame him.
He's trying to avoid another scandal.
But I have a backup guest for you.
I don't want to know.
ALL INDIA FIRE STAR
KAILASH FANS CLUB CHETPEWhat?
This rascal?
Not a rascal.
He is Tamil cinema's next megastar.
Our TRPs are going to be
off the charts.
And he's really eager to appear
on our show.
I can't interview a womanizer, Hari.
I'm not asking you to date him.
I'm asking you to interview him.
A no-holds-barred,
uncensored interview.
Go for it!
He is drowning in controversies.
He's using us to save his career, Hari.
I know. I know.
He'll be here for publicity,
seeking sympathy from the people.
And you know what?
Next week, he is scheduled to
appear in court for a fraud case.
Today, you cross-examine him
on your show.
You break him down.
Make him cry.
Make him plead.
This will turn out to be
an interesting controversy.
Everybody loves controversy.
That's what the people want too.
What are we doing, Hari?
We used to be
good journalists, right?
Correct. We used to be.
Not anymore.
Now we are in the show business.
Not news reporting.
Now, go out there
and show him
why you're the best in this business.
Has the show started?
- Who's the guest on the show today?
- Move aside.
- Give me the remote.
- Mom!
Going live in three, two, one.
Hello, everyone!
I welcome all of you
to another chapter of Porulathikaram.
Our today's guest is
someone you all know.
A model, young actor,
fitness freak,
sports enthusiast,
and someone who dons many hats.
Please welcome
none other than
the young superstar of Tamil Cinema
Kailash.
UNMAI KURAL
You tried for over a year,
but couldn't get Kailash on our channel.
You guys are useless!
Sir, please don't worry.
I'll take care of it.
The hell you will!
That girl snatched our share of TRP.
Don't you see it?
Look, Karunesh.
You're nothing
but a second fiddle to that girl.
Sir, I'm not Karunesh,
I'm Jagadish.
True! You'll end up being a mere name
and eventually die.
You're incapable of running a show.
But you're upset
that I got your name wrong.
Welcome to the show, Kailash.
Kailash, we know
you're a great actor.
But we don't want
to see your acting here.
Thousands of people are
watching you live.
So, if you lie on the show today,
it's like lying to people's faces.
Kailash, you are
facing fraud charges.
Please tell me the truth about it.
Truth?
No one wants
to hear the truth, Nayana.
Definitely not the media.
They labelled me a criminal
without so much as an inquiry.
Some people
who don't like my growth
are targeting me
to garner publicity.
You joined the film industry
only five years ago.
So, what do they gain
by targeting you?
It doesn't make sense.
I'm just an ordinary boy from
a middle-class family with no support.
The reason I am here today
in front of you
is only because
of the public's love and support.
- Such a lousy actor.
- I have millions of fans.
- He's not great, but he's my idol.
- I'm nothing without my fans.
- Oh!
- I'm a fan, sir.
They don't support me
because of my looks or acting abilities.
These fake cases
won't alter their love for me.
- Do you know why?
- Because all are idiots!
What happened?
You've got me wrong.
Because I'm one among them.
The people who celebrate you
as their hero are all idiots.
Nayana, what's this?
Kailash, weren't you calling them
your fans and speaking to them?
Now answer them, Kailash.
We encourage
audience participation.
Go ahead.
No, you can't call them all fools.
Then how did
the state government give me
the best actor award
for my debut film?
Please explain!
With enough money,
even a donkey can get an award.
Sivaji.
Nagesh.
Kamal Haasan.
Raghuvaran.
Prakash Raj.
Nassar.
Now they are real actors.
But you
Nayana, ask him to stay
in his seat and talk.
Sir, please get back to your seat.
You can speak from there.
I feel sorry for you.
It's your bad luck to do a show
with a fool like him.
Nayana, who is this man?
Stop rolling!
- Kailash...
- That's enough!
- You invited me as a guest on the show.
- Please sit down.
- Request Kailash to sit down, please.
- I'm a star
and you are humiliating me.
Switch off the camera.
Cut.
Cut the bloody feed.
The interview is over.
No one is going to cut the feed.
Neither are you going anywhere.
From now on,
I'll be calling the shots.
- Sir, please calm down.
- Yeah, right. Who the hell are you?
- Get lost!
- Kailash, let me handle this, please.
Sir, I request you
to please return to your seat.
Kailash!
Mom!
Who the hell is he?
He shot him!
Silence!
Thank you.
Everyone, please cooperate.
I prefer not to become violent
or yell like a movie villain.
But if necessary,
I can do that as well.
I won't hesitate.
No one can get out of here.
I've locked all the doors.
No one can enter this place either.
Everyone, get back to your seats.
Come on!
Good.
Hey!
Sit.
Sit.
Sit, sit.
Hari!
Keep the cameras rolling.
If you cut the live feed,
I will sh**t this girl.
Don't push me to do it, Hari.
Isn't Nayana your best friend?
Okay.
Good.
Thank you.
Sir.
We need a doctor.
He is bleeding profusely.
It's just a scratch.
Ask him to apply some pressure.
That'll do.
He's an actor, right?
That's why he's overacting.
Don't worry, Mr. Hero,
you won't die today.
Here. Wrap this around the wound.
Wrap it.
However, today, over here,
in the next hour,
someone is going to die for sure.
Only one person.
Police, military, government
No matter who makes a rescue attempt,
they can't stop it from happening.
One hour.
The time starts now.
Wait! Please wait!
Good evening, sir.
It's Kabir.
Kabir, what's the situation
out there?
We'll begin negotiations
once we review his demands.
If it doesn't work out,
I need your permission
to go in by force, sir.
Do whatever it takes.
Just ensure
there are no casualties on live TV.
Okay, sir.
How can you be so careless
during the election season?
When managing a show
with celebrities,
shouldn't you consider
the necessary security arrangements?
It seems like
anyone can walk in with a g*n.
We did carry out a security check.
They are only allowed to enter the studio
after completing the full body scan.
And they get frisked
before going onto the floor.
He only had an umbrella
when he entered.
Then how did he carry
the g*n inside?
Who is going to die over here, sir?
No one's dying.
They'll be k*lled.
Mom, isn't brother home?
He's gone fishing.
- What happened, Karuna?
- Nothing!
Brother, where are you?
I'm out at sea.
What's wrong?
Do you remember that psycho
who bought the stuff from you?
Yes.
He's on TV right now, holding a g*n.
Don't return to the shore.
- Turn around.
- Bro?
- We're not heading to the shore.
- Okay.
Who are you going to k*ll?
His name is Narayanan.
Who is he?
Why do you want to k*ll him?
There is a time for everything.
I'll let you know
when the time is right.
I'll check if Narayanan
is on the audience list, Nayana.
Don't be afraid.
Keep talking to him.
The show is still live.
So, the police will be
here any minute.
Sir!
- How did he get the g*n inside?
- No idea, sir.
I was told that he was
only carrying an umbrella.
We evacuated the others
from the building.
Sir, as you instructed,
we are all inside the studio.
Please sit down, sir.
Please, sir.
I need the layout and the blueprint
of the building immediately.
Sir!
It's not raining.
So, why did
he bring an umbrella?
- Boys.
- Sir!
He may be lying.
But the g*n he's holding is real.
Someone is helping him
from the inside.
We need to know his demands.
The telecast is live.
He should not k*ll a single soul
when the world watches.
I was told that he was
only carrying an umbrella.
Sir, please tell me,
who are you?
What do you want?
What are your demands?
My name is Alagar.
I want to talk.
That's about it.
Good evening, we have breaking news
from Chennai's Big Vision TV Studio,
where a man named Alagar has hijacked
the broadcast of the show.
We have been informed
that 200 individuals,
including actor Kailash, are trapped.
- So this is the only entry point.
- Sir, show director Hari is on the line.
Hello.
- Mr. Hari, this is DCP Kabir.
- Yes, sir.
- Don't worry. We're outside.
- Okay, sir.
Are you guys okay?
Sir, we are okay.
But Kailash is bleeding.
I think he will be fine.
Thank you, Mr. Hari.
We'll get you out soon.
Nayana,
have you read
the book Crimson Sky?
Eye of a Hunter?
Aaryan?
Bleeding Heart?
Are you the author
of these books?
Are you a writer?
A failed writer.
My publisher told me
that I lack creativity.
It took me ten years to complete
each of these books.
I did extensive research and traveled.
It took him ten minutes to judge
and discard my hard work.
Are you angry with your publisher?
Is Narayanan your publisher?
Your target?
Both the floor and the ceiling
of the studio are made of concrete.
There are no windows.
And that door is our only way in.
The audience is
very close to the door.
So, we cannot use any expl*sives.
Where is your mobile phone?
My mobile is turned off
because it's a live recording.
Ask them to bring it to you.
They'll try to reach you.
Police.
Police.
If Alagar finds out
that we are coming in,
he might sh**t the audience.
Sir, what's our next move?
Hello, Alagar?
This is DCP Kabir speaking.
Can you hear me?
Hello, Alagar?
You can tell me
whatever demands you have.
Why didn't you speak to him, sir?
You should have communicated
your demands to them.
I don't have any demands.
If you don't have any demands,
then what is this about?
A publicity stunt?
You mean like him?
No, no!
Then?
Then why are you holding
all of us hostage?
I share the same desire
as any skilled artist.
I wish for this world
to read my books and praise me.
I expected that
they would celebrate me.
That didn't happen.
Therefore, I chose to
turn this world into my stage.
And you all are
characters in my play.
I'm about to craft my masterpiece
with all of you.
A perfect crime story.
Shall I tell you the plot?
The events that are happening now
and those that will happen later
It is only the beginning.
Beginning?
Beginning of what?
A serial k*lling.
Starting today, every evening,
for the next five days,
I plan to k*ll one character each day.
Five days. Five deaths.
Precisely, an hour
before each k*lling,
I'll reveal the name of the victim.
You can try your best
to save the victim.
But they will die.
Nayana, the police are outside.
Keep him busy.
Is this your perfect crime story, sir?
I'm sorry, but
Such a clich!
I can name a hundred novels
with the same plot.
Your story is not original.
It's very old.
In fact, your thoughts
aren't original either.
What your publisher said
is indeed true, sir.
I don't see
any creativity in you either.
Get ready, boys!
After breaking in,
team one, go for the suspect.
Team two, evacuate all the civilians
in the studio.
And team three,
run a background check
and question every single person.
Boys, he brought an umbrella,
so he could slip away in the crowd.
Make sure he doesn't get away.
Yes, sir!
Sir, the audience list
that you requested.
Can I suggest an idea, sir?
Put down your g*n and surrender.
At the maximum, you'll be sentenced
to four to five years in prison.
You've already become famous.
Write a book while you're in jail.
Like the famous English writer,
Jeffrey Archer.
I'm sure
it will be a bestseller.
Nayana, we've reviewed
the entire audience list.
No one named Narayanan
is in the audience.
Except one.
Alagar.
His pen name is Alagar.
His real name is
Sir, Alagar is Narayanan.
- What?
- Yes, sir.
They can't catch me.
Are you Narayanan?
Even Hitler wrote
Mein Kampf in prison.
Answer me, Alagar.
Are you Narayanan?
I always wished to be Alagar.
You people defeated me
and reduced me
to become Narayanan.
But this time, victory is mine.
Just mine!
No!
Just wai... Wait!
I do not understand anything.
You said you'd k*ll five people.
But, now
If you die first then?
If I'm dead,
how can I k*ll five people?
Is that still a clich, Nayana?
Listen closely.
You are the prime witness
to this k*lling.
They'll question you many times.
You should remember every detail
and explain it to them.
You are the lead of this story.
Don't worry.
I'm the villain of this story.
The hero hasn't arrived yet.
He will be here.
He'll try to stop me
even when I'm dead.
But he will fail.
Ladies and gentlemen.
This is the beginning
of my perfect crime story.
m*rder number one.
Narayanan.
- Bobby.
- Sir.
Is the threat real,
or is it over?
The suspect is dead, sir.
So, technically, the case is over.
However
However?
I get a feeling
we're missing something.
Why isn't Kabir
handling this case?
We received a direct request
from the CM office
to assign Kabir
to election protection duty.
So, we should assign this case
to another officer.
However, it can't be just anybody.
We would need someone
well-experienced in this matter.
Someone who is
really good and efficient.
Bobby.
How about that boy of yours?
The one who solved
the Kodaikanal serial k*lling case.
Oh!
Very good choice.
He is smart, efficient,
and a workaholic, sir.
Okay.
Where is he now?
Ma'am.
Our hearing is at 10:00 a.m. today.
There are high chances
the judgment will be in our favor.
Okay, ma'am.
I'll wait for you inside.
How many times
should I explain it to you?
- Why don't you understand?
- Just stop it!
Do you even listen...
My job!
Yes! My job is important to me.
Not you!
Ma'am, as I mentioned earlier,
it's been ages
since we lived as a couple.
We've been married for six years.
However, we've been living apart
for the past two years.
I strongly feel
we should legally part ways.
Nambi?
Nambi!
A marriage will not work
if there is no effort from both ends.
Do you also want a divorce?
Ma'am, I'm a police officer.
Balancing work and life
isn't that easy.
It was only after Anitha
understood who I am
and what I do,
she chose to marry me.
I'm transparent.
I've got nothing to hide.
I'm fine with this marriage.
What marriage, Nambi?
Staying in the same house
and meeting only over
the weekends is not a marriage.
That is called friendship.
Guys, listen.
I'm not your therapist.
It's not a session
for marriage counseling either.
It has been six months
since you both applied
for a divorce by mutual consent.
I need a final consent
from both of you.
Are you guys
ready for the divorce?
- Yes.
- No.
Your Honor.
My client, Anitha Shankar, has been
longing to have a child for one year.
But Mr. Nambi has not expressed
any interest in this matter.
Ma'am, this is totally unfair.
We need some time to respond.
Okay. I'll give you three days.
When you return,
let me know whether
we should file under Section 13B.
Okay?
Yes, ma'am.
Where did you find this advocate?
- Idiot!
- Sorry, Nambi.
Your usual complaints,
such as irresponsible, insensitive,
chauvinistic, uncaring.
All that is okay.
But this was below the belt.
It was not me.
It's the lawyer who felt that way.
May I say something?
You are going to say it anyway.
Go ahead.
It's not necessary for everything
to be under your control at all times.
Especially love.
I never said that I don't love you.
I care a lot about you.
I am concerned about you.
But I'm not in love with you.
You know it well.
But I don't understand,
why won't you accept something
you know so well?
Sorry, got to go.
Sir, it's Nambi.
I went through the case file.
I'm on my way.
In every ocean wave
Lives the embodiment of beauty
Are you the rain's echo?
I'm amazed
Your face is like a snowfall
Soft, serene, and deeply comforting
Stand before me
Let me rest on you
When you utter a word
I eagerly rush to catch it
When your inviting gaze beckons
I embrace you in a warm hug
In every ocean wave
Lives the embodiment of beauty
Are you the rain's echo?
I'm amazed
Your face is like a snowfall
Soft, serene, and deeply comforting
Stand before me
Let me rest on you
Do you think things are moving
too fast between us?
You haven't even asked me out
for a coffee yet.
Will you go out with me for a coffee?
Yeah.
Your ecstasy Your delight
Overpower me
And demand the surrender of my soul
With a playful, poetic rhythm
You sprinkle your shyness
Like a gentle breeze
You sow the seeds of your lightning
Like smiles, inside me
In every ocean wave
Lives the embodiment of beauty
Are you the rain's echo?
I'm amazed
When you utter a word
I eagerly rush to catch it
INSPECTOR NAMBI APPREHENDS
MURDERERS WITHIN A MONTH
Dear, what sparks this
New attachment within you?
This is a gentle drizzle
The language I am spoken to is comforting
Hey, my travel companion
It may rain
We shall dwell here
Until the end of time
Waves of thoughts surge within me
All because of you
Boundless endearments
Keep breaking my silence
Dear, what sparks this
New attachment within you?
This is a gentle drizzle
The language I am spoken to is comforting
Jai, what's this?
What's the occasion
for these decorations?
- It's for a local cultural festival.
- Oh, okay.
- The media investigation has begun.
- Sir
- Guys, later. Later!
- Sir!
- Was the front door locked?
- Yes, sir.
He is
DCP Nambi.
I'm handling the Alagar case.
- Hello, sir.
- Hi.
Nice to meet you.
Sir, I've already given my statement.
Yeah, I know.
I wanted to meet you
and ask a few details.
How long has he
been staying here?
Sir, this is an old house.
Alagar has been
living here for 20 years.
Family? Relatives?
Sir, he's married.
His wife's name is Alice.
She passed away a few years ago.
- Had Alagar converted?
- No, sir. His wife was a Christian.
Their hometown is Salem.
He has an 18-year-old son.
His son's name is Surya.
He is staying at his aunt's.
However, his son often
gets into fights.
- He fights a lot.
- They fight a lot.
Sir, this man is an introvert.
He doesn't seem to talk to anyone.
Okay. Conduct
a local inquiry in Salem.
- And summon his son.
- Sir.
So, you're the hero
Alagar mentioned.
Those were his last words.
Everyone has a role in his story.
He is the villain.
You are the hero.
He said you'd try to stop him.
It would be in vain.
What do you think?
On the surface,
Alagar is a lunatic.
A loser who lost in life.
A reaction to vent out
his frustration in life.
You could call it his hour of fame.
But
But what else?
There are a lot of TV shows.
But why would he commit suicide
on this show and in your presence?
High TRP.
Maximum viewership.
Prime time.
All true!
You are a beautiful anchor.
And you're as popular
as celebrities and film stars.
But there's something
more important
Alagar had a specific reason
for selecting this show.
No one can get out of here.
I've locked all the doors.
No one can enter this place either.
Everyone, get back to your seats.
Come on, go back.
He hacked into the studio floor
security system.
A studio floor that is under his control.
Minimum 200 hostages.
What's most important
is your show's run time.
Exactly one hour.
And that too live.
But sir, he didn't do it
to gain attention.
He could have staged his death
however he wanted.
But this place and this TV show.
He planned it meticulously.
Also, the g*n he used
It's not that simple
to organize all of these.
Sir, I swear
I have no clue what it was.
He handed me the box
to keep under the seat.
Phones are not permitted
inside the studio.
He wanted to take a selfie
with Nayana ma'am.
So, he placed a phone in the box.
That's why I agreed
to leave it there.
He handed you a heavy box and told you
it was a phone, and you believed him?
- How much did he pay you?
- Sir
Damn it, tell him.
- Speak up.
- Two hundred rupees, sir.
Only 200 rupees?
You expect us to believe this?
Tell the truth.
I'm telling the truth.
He's telling the truth.
Had Alagar paid him more,
he would have been suspicious.
He came with the resolve
to end his life.
Something is still not adding up.
How can a man announce his
future victims' names after his death?
When you think about it,
it does sound illogical.
How can a deceased man
k*ll someone?
How is it even possible?
It makes no sense.
Nambi, take a proper look.
Investigate whether
Alagar's threats are legitimate.
Keep it low profile.
There will be
a lot of media attention.
Moreover, it's election time.
So, handle it sensitively.
If the threat is fake,
close it immediately.
And you report to Bobby.
Sir.
What is that?
Sir, it's an old diary.
It's blank.
Does it look like someone
has lived here for 20 years?
We are only seeing the things
he wants us to see.
Mr. Nambi, he meant
every word he said.
Do you think Alagar will k*ll again?
I'm not sure.
Do you?
Dude, look over there.
Hey, look over there.
It's Alagar.
- Good evening!
- How's he doing this?
Did you all forget about me?
Hey, give me your phone.
You probably thought
I was a dead lunatic who blabbed on TV.
Indeed, I'm a lunatic.
But a lunatic who keeps his word.
Alagar, who had committed suicide,
has now come back alive
and released a video.
Let's take a look at the video.
The police and the government must have
assured you that everyone is safe.
Yeah, that's true.
No one will be harmed.
But over the next five days,
the people I choose in Chennai city,
will definitely be k*lled one by one.
Every day, exactly after an hour,
I announce their names,
and the m*rder will take place.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the second character of my story.
m*rder number two.
Ashok.
Ashok, is he talking about you?
Ashok.
Ashok.
Ashok.
Alagar's threat video
Alagar's threat video
has caused panic in Chennai.
Minister Ashok Selvaraj
"Who is Ashok?"
is the viral question on social media.
He was supposed to be the guest
at the talk show where Alagar
Immediately alert everyone named Ashok
in this area within the next hour.
Their lives are in danger.
How is it possible to find him
within an hour?
M. ASHOK SELVARAJ
DGP!
I've warned you multiple times
about my enemies.
You never listened.
Didn't I mention yesterday
that Alagar is a Naxalite?
I was the one who was supposed
to appear on the TV show.
Alagar might have k*lled me
if I had been there.
I had a narrow escape.
He's alive again and tormenting me.
Bloody
Alagar is no longer alive.
So, nothing will happen to you.
Sir, you don't seem to grasp
the seriousness of the issue.
Don't you know how Abhimanyu's son
Parikshit died in the Mahabharata?
Even after being surrounded
by many guards,
he ate a fruit and died.
Just a fruit!
Sir, please don't panic.
That was a fruit,
and this is fruit juice.
Here, have it yourself.
Nambi, how can a dead man
release a video?
Is it pre-recorded?
Yes, sir.
It's a pre-recorded message.
But sir, Alagar's threats are genuine.
Who's that Ashok?
Sir, I'm confident that
Minister Ashok Selvaraj is not his target.
If the Minister was the target,
Alagar would've abandoned his plans
when the Minister didn't show up.
We still don't have a clue
about his target, Ashok.
It's impossible to track down every Ashok
in the city within an hour.
We are investigating how he hacked
that LED screen feed.
Maybe someone is there to help him
from the outside.
So, we should find that person.
Hello, Grandpa!
Daisy.
Grandpa?
- Sir, the b*mb blast in the city
- Sorry, guys. Not now.
- Sir, I'm ACP trainee Shreshta.
- Sir!
And this is an expl*sives expert
- SI Ali Akbar.
- Sir!
Sir, we are the team you requested.
Okay, let's quickly examine the spot.
From now on,
we'll be in plain clothes.
- Let's keep it low profile.
- Yes, sir.
Let's go.
It's a secluded spot.
No collateral damage or casualties.
It's a controlled expl*si*n
that k*lled only the target.
Perfect!
- What expl*sives did he use?
- It's either RDX or Semtex.
Triggering mechanism?
It's a self-activated mechanism.
Anyone can buy anything
on the dark web, correct?
Yes, sir.
I want the origin, source, contacts,
local supplier, and suppliers
- everyone in our custody within 24 hours.
- Sir!
- Jai, get the details of this victim.
- Okay, sir.
I'm sure Ashok would have
used a mobile phone.
Who even uses
a pay phone these days?
See who Ashok contacted
from the pay phone.
There must be some connection
between Alagar and Ashok.
I believe that psycho Alagar
is the cause of this expl*si*n.
Tell me, Durai,
was it just a coincidence?
Definitely not! We must
consider Alagar's threat seriously.
Many people named
Ashok go missing every day.
Someone named Jagadish
might disappear tomorrow.
You can't hold the government
responsible for these issues.
Please be patient
until the investigation is finished.
I'll fight for the people
until my last breath.
If necessary, I'm prepared
to give my life for my people.
MALAVOOR
KAPADAPURAM
Brother, I want a SIM card.
Sir, Ashok's room is upstairs.
Sir, this is Ashok's room.
- Shreshta.
- Sir.
Start investigating Ashok's neighbors.
- Handle it sensitively.
- Yes, sir.
Ashok Pandian.
Born in 1959. Salem district.
Joined the Indian Army in 1979.
Alagar committed this m*rder
using the coin-activated b*mb.
He used just enough RDX
to eliminate one person.
What about the g*n?
He obtained it
from the black market.
We've located the source.
We'll make an arrest soon.
What about the messages?
How is that happening?
Sir, he hacked the display relay.
How can an ordinary writer manage
something this complicated?
Apart from being a writer,
Alagar is an engineering dropout.
Sir, we also found out he's an expert
in hacking and cybersecurity.
Also, he's a specialist in
broadcast signal intrusion technology.
With modern technology,
sharing a pre-recorded video is easy.
We instructed everyone to turn off
the display feeds throughout the city.
So, he won't be able to
hack any public displays.
To execute his plans,
does he have a helper,
like a partner?
You plotted these murders
with Alagar, didn't you?
I swear! I did not.
I haven't met him
in the last three years.
Do you know Alagar?
No, sir.
We don't know him.
There's no way
my father even knew him.
I don't know, sir.
No one we know of.
What's Alagar's motive?
Sir, he's an eccentric person.
He always dreamed of
achieving something great.
He'd suddenly go missing
for a couple of weeks.
When he returned,
he'd say that he'd gone to
conduct research for his story.
It took me ten years to complete
each of these books.
I did extensive research and traveled.
It took him ten minutes to judge
and discard my hard work.
Demand for Alagar's books
skyrocketed overnight.
Thousands of orders
were placed in a day.
Two film directors called
and requested the rights to the books.
Hi, this is DCP Nambi.
I met you regarding the Alagar case.
Yeah, I remember.
Tell me.
I saw your show recordings again.
Alagar mentioned some books, right?
Yeah.
Eye of A Hunter, Crimson Sky,
Bleeding Heart.
And Aaryan.
- I read all of his books, except
- Aaryan?
Yeah, how do you know?
I also did some research on him.
That's the only book
I couldn't find.
Yes.
This book has not yet been published.
Okay.
Sir, two years ago,
he wrote a novel.
He told me to read it,
claiming that it was his masterpiece.
Did you read it?
No, sir. I refused to read it.
Is the name of the book he claimed
to be a masterpiece, Aaryan?
I don't know, sir.
Have you read at least one book
that your father wrote?
No, sir.
Who is receiving the royalty amount
for his books?
- Is it his son?
- I don't know, sir.
He appointed
an advocate to handle this.
Who's that advocate?
He never mentioned it.
He mentioned that the advocate would
contact us when the time is right.
- Thank you.
- Thank you, sir.
- Find that advocate, Jai.
- Yes, sir.
Usually, serial K*llers commit m*rder
for psychological gratification.
But this is a unique case.
Here, the k*ller is already dead.
The k*ller has defied
all concepts of psychology.
Sometimes at night,
I'd wake up hearing weird noises.
He'd be walking
all over the place.
He'd be completely covered in dirt.
Only one m*rder has occurred so far.
Only if another m*rder occurs
can you call him a serial k*ller.
Ladies and gentlemen.
m*rder number one, Alagar.
What if we consider Alagar
as a victim too?
After my mother's demise,
he turned into a quiet person.
Sir.
Alagar and Ashok.
We have completed psychological
profiling on both of them.
We consider both of them
to be victims.
There are many similarities among them.
They are both in their fifties.
Both lost their wives.
Their families abandoned them.
They both led lonely lives.
He'd call to speak with my daughter
every two days at exactly 08:00 p.m.
Have you ever taken the phone
from your daughter
to speak with your father?
He's selecting his targets
based on this pattern.
So, the next victim will be a lonely
old man abandoned by his family.
A lonely old man.
We'll end this soon, sir.
Don't worry.
Fine, you may leave.
Sir.
Sir, Ashok's daughter and son-in-law
are waiting outside.
Shall I send them away?
No, ignore them.
Let them wait for a while.
When it's late at night,
just act like you haven't seen them
and tell them to leave.
Sir?
They abandoned an old man, right?
I suppose it's the least
- we can do for Ashok.
- Sir!
VIJAY
Greetings to all!
What's happening?
- Sir, Alagar's new video is out on TV.
- What?
- TV channel?
- Yes, sir.
This time, he hacked
the TV show's live feed.
Gender equality.
m*rder number three.
Raziya.
Are you guys kidding me?
It's been less than a minute
since you said a lonely old man
would be his next victim.
But now he announced
a girl's name.
What kind of investigation
are you conducting?
This is not happening!
Another m*rder
will likely cause a statewide panic.
I don't care what you do.
Get out and stop this madman.
That's all!
Sir!
TAMIL LITERATURE ART FESTIVAL
Guys, listen carefully.
He has proven our predictions wrong
about the next victim.
We must track down this Raziya.
Raziya is a Muslim name.
Broadcast this information
across all Muslim localities.
Track down
as many Raziyas as possible.
Order all the units in the city
to focus on this case.
- Go! Go!
- Yes, sir.
TAMIL LITERATURE ART FESTIVAL
She died because of the cyanide
mixed in the makeup.
- I'll send you the report within an hour.
- Thank you, ma'am.
Sir.
It is cyanide poisoning.
We'll have the report in an hour.
Find out if anyone suspicious
entered the makeup room.
Then, her makeup kit.
Only Raziya used this makeup kit
on the day of her performance.
We need to investigate to discover
who supplied the cyanide to Alagar.
And, run a background
check on Raziya.
Also, check where
she performed before.
Alagar might have
possibly gone there too.
Check the CCTV footage.
I checked.
This venue doesn't have CCTV.
Last week, Raziya performed at
her residents' association event, sir.
After that, she didn't do
any shows in between.
Last night was her
last planned performance.
Guys, it's enough for us to find out
how he chooses his victims.
Many of us lived because of Ashok.
But everyone forgot him.
I've seen a different side of him
during the w*r.
Even after being shot,
he didn't request
any medical assistance.
Even after a severe blood loss,
Ashok saved all six soldiers
who had been fighting
for their lives in the brutal snow.
Due to the gangrene on his right leg,
we had to amputate the leg.
I was recently told that he had been
kicked out of his own house.
In his old age,
he suffered a lot
with no proper place to stay.
But he was one of the bravest men
I've ever met.
This is the story
of the Late Ashok.
Raziya was a good dance teacher.
She was running a dance center
that helped underprivileged children.
SREE DANCE SCHOOL
But that caused a big problem
in the area.
Hindus protested, questioning how a Muslim
girl could run a Bharatanatyam class.
And Muslims began protesting,
saying this went against their culture.
Due to these problems, she was
forced to shut down the dance center.
Until we receive
another message from Alagar,
we won't know his next victim.
One hour after he announces
the victim's name,
the m*rder occurs.
So, this one hour is crucial for us.
We don't know which medium
his next message will be relayed through.
But as soon as
he reveals the victim's name,
we must access the government database
containing public information.
We must ensure we are equipped
with a system of this capability.
One sec!
Yeah.
Hi, are you busy?
I want to discuss the case.
I'm in Thiruvanmiyur right now.
The Raziya m*rder.
I'll give you a call later.
Oh, okay.
Is it possible to come to my place?
It's nearby.
I'll share the location with you.
- Sure.
- Thank you.
We need a database containing citizens'
details and their precise locations.
Work on it.
I'll try from my end too.
- Yes, Nambi.
- Hi, Luca sir.
What's the update?
Is it ready?
I'm working on it.
It should be ready shortly.
We need this soon, sir.
Thank you.
Yes, Akbar?
Sir, RDX supplier Kannan
has returned to the shore.
We are in his area, sir.
Okay, locate him and call me.
Okay, sir.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Sorry for bothering you
during your busy day.
So
Just off the record,
do the police have a theory?
How do you think
Alagar could have done this?
I can't disclose anything.
It's still too early. Why?
I don't know
why Alagar chose these people.
Ashok was a good military officer.
Raziya was a good classical dancer.
They both excelled in their own fields.
There must be some connection
between them.
But they are not popular.
They're just ordinary people.
k*lling them won't get Alagar
any publicity.
Maybe Alagar was really evil.
No.
I don't think so either.
- Yes, Akbar?
- Sir.
We've located Kannan.
Kannan's elder brother, Balram,
runs the entire harbor.
If we enter their area,
we'll be at risk.
I'm on my way.
We must arrest him today.
We can't catch him
if he returns to the sea.
It's the police!
What are you waiting for?
k*ll him!
Hey, don't do it!
You don't know who I am.
Do you know who my brother is?
He won't spare you.
Sir. Sir.
What, sir?
Akbar!
- Speak up, rascal.
- Sir, it's hurting!
It's hurting! It's hurting!
Alagar came to me.
Please spare me.
Alagar came looking for me,
and he wanted to buy RDX.
I gave him a small amount
from the load intended for the quarry.
On the same day,
he even asked for cyanide.
As he paid more than I asked for,
I sold it to him right away
with no questions asked.
After that, I saw him on TV
and nowhere else.
What else did he ask for?
Nothing more.
- Akbar!
- Sir, sir!
Then he asked for two chemicals.
I told him
I couldn't arrange that.
Please trust me.
What chemicals?
I don't remember the name.
Arrest him and investigate
Balram g*ng's smuggling activities.
Sir, it's hurting!
Sir, Kannan is the one who supplied
the g*n and RDX to Alagar.
As we suspected,
he also supplied him with cyanide
in large quantities.
Maybe Alagar is very likely to
poison his next victim as well.
What?
Hello to one and all!
By now, I'm sure the police are
desperately trying to find me.
They'd also believe that a copycat
is executing these killings.
I'll spare you all the doubt.
I have a small gift for you guys.
Take a look.
IF ONE SPEAKS THE TRUTH AND ONLY TRUTH
HE NEED NOT SEEK OTHER VIRTUES.
I did warn all of you.
This is my story. My stage.
The characters I've chosen
for my story are
mere puppets on a string
around my fingertips.
My fourth character.
Yuvaraj.
Yuvaraj.
Yuvaraj?
Is he talking about our friend?
Yuvaraj.
Dude, call Yuvaraj immediately.
Get the details of every Yuvaraj
from the SRDH database.
Locate them all
and access their phones.
Activate every possible resource.
I can't get through to him.
ALAGAR STILL ALIVE
ASHOK RAZIYA
WHO'S NEXT?
VIDEO OF ALAGAR
PLANTING THE b*mb
ALAGAR'S NEW THREAT VIDEO
PORULATHIKARAM
- Akbar!
- Sir!
Sir!
So, this time, Alagar fails.
Maybe, sir.
His plans have either failed.
If not, we still
haven't found Yuvaraj.
Okay, update me in the morning.
Sir.
Sir?
You take a break, sir.
We'll take shifts.
It's okay. I'm fine.
Sir, you need some rest.
We'll keep you posted.
Okay!
I stood looking for a path
My heart feels like gushing waves
My fury consumes my abilities
Wounds weigh heavy while fighting
I seem to be failing myself
I fall, and I am tired
Why am I here?
Like a weakling
-I stand here without the roots
-My fourth character. Yuvaraj.
Stumbling
He dared to barge into our area
and arrest your brother.
Nothing is more humiliating, Balram.
Moreover, that officer
is probing our drug operation.
If Kannan confesses under duress,
we will be behind bars.
How dare he come into my den
and take my brother away!
I won't spare him!
I'll hack those hands
that are trying to meddle in my business.
First, arrange for Kannan's bail.
No one should suspect us.
- What's that cop's name?
- Nambi!
- Tell our men to tail him stealthily.
- Okay, brother.
When the time is right,
I'll let you know.
- k*ll him!
- Okay, Balram.
Stumbling
Is it just a vibration
Or an earthquake?
Who will heal the wounded heart?
Is the thunder
So strong to take lives?
Who will heal the wound?
The heart is wounded by thorn pricks
Won't the eyes sleep in peace?
Why am I here?
Like a weakling
I stand here without the roots
Stumbling
Why am I here?
I stand here without the roots
You don't have much time.
Next victim's name is
Anitha!
Who informed us?
It was his photographer friend.
He was with him.
Last evening,
he collapsed during a protest.
They admitted him to the hospital.
But he passed away this morning.
Sir!
This way, sir.
Sir!
- Hi, Nambi.
- Hi, sir.
It looks like
a cylinder tampering case.
It's a nitrox cylinder.
Usually, it contains
20 to 30 percent nitrogen.
But Yuvaraj's cylinder
had been tampered
and it was filled with
100 percent oxygen.
They've tampered with this manometer
to show incorrect pressure units.
That's how he died,
struggling to breathe underwater.
But sir, how can oxygen k*ll us?
We breathe in oxygen, right?
Jai, both nitrogen and oxygen are found
in the air we breathe.
Pure oxygen can be harmful to the body.
If we breathe pure oxygen below the sea,
our lungs will shut down.
You could black out.
Or go into convulsions
and simply drown.
They're mere puppets.
- Hi.
- Hey.
Do you have any information?
Any breakthrough?
What common factors
do the victims share?
- What?
- Routine.
Sir, we all follow a routine.
Some go for
a walk early in the morning.
Some read newspapers.
And for a few,
it's a cup of tea and a cigarette.
These routines can become habits
before we even realize it.
We do these things subconsciously.
It was evident in
Alagar's first m*rder.
Ashok's routine is to call
his granddaughter
every two days at 08:00 p.m.
from the same pay phone.
For Raziya,
it's her dance program commitments.
And her personal makeup kit
that she uses regularly.
And now, Yuvaraj, who had planned
an underwater protest.
And the personal diving kit he used.
Similarly, everyone has
a routine and a habit.
Routine is the one common factor
in all the murders, sir.
To commit these murders,
a man has carefully planned his
entire life and ex*cuted it flawlessly.
Before selecting his victims,
he would've stalked many
and rejected them.
Years of research, preparation,
hard work, and meticulous planning.
Alagar was determined and diligent
in stalking his victims.
He knew their likes, dislikes,
secrets, their weakness,
daily routines, and patterns.
In fact, he has charted every small detail
of their lives without their knowledge.
After understanding what they would do
if they were put in a situation,
Alagar had built traps into their routines
without their knowledge.
He just sabotaged routines.
From people's perspective,
it looks impossible for a dead man
to possibly do all these things.
It's spooky, surreal,
and impossible.
It might make us think
he's still alive.
But the truth is,
a dead man is
committing these murders.
Sir, we have never faced anything
like this before.
He's constantly one step ahead of us.
It's not just a perfect crime,
he is a perfect criminal.
Alagar's thought process
might be mysterious.
But he's no longer a mystery.
What do you mean?
Is his identity going to be
the plot of our next show?
There must be
a reason behind this crime.
For him, it's an art.
And he's an artist.
This is his masterpiece.
AARYAN.
What's the motive behind this?
Okay. But how can we stop him?
All the videos were pre-recorded
before his death.
So, even if the m*rder plan
didn't work out,
the threat videos
will be broadcast as he planned.
But he will slip.
We'll get a breakthrough for sure.
And we will stop him.
There is no such thing
as a perfect crime.
Nambi, how are you?
I'm good, Shruthi.
- Come in. I'll call her.
- Thanks.
Anitha.
I texted you
To check if you were okay.
I know.
Just came to see you.
Sorry, I couldn't attend
the counseling session.
I was pretty far away
from the city.
That's okay.
I know you're busy.
We'll see.
Anitha.
Ammu, I'm sorry.
Why?
I should've apologized long ago.
You've done so much for me.
Whatever you want,
I'm on board with it.
I won't stop you anymore.
Nambi.
Thank you.
You gave me
the best days of my life.
A lifetime of memories.
I
I'm truly grateful.
Nambi.
You have many more years
ahead of you.
I'm not sure, Ammu.
I've put on a brave face
for too long.
Enough!
You were right.
I always felt the need
to control everything.
My work, our relationship, everything.
But
This case has changed my perspective.
I sometimes feel that the things
we prioritize aren't truly important.
Except for this life
and the people who love us.
So, when are you guys leaving?
Shruthi is leaving tomorrow.
I will also leave in a couple of days.
Next time, answer my call.
- Tell me.
- Brother, he left.
He's going towards EV Road.
- Don't lose him out of your sight.
- Yes, boss.
Sir, we have
deployed mobile units
across the key areas of the city
to track the victims.
Yeah, Jai.
Sir, this time he has re-routed
the IP address.
We got that video message
from a stagnant computer.
It should be
from a remote, isolated system.
Having a Raspberry Pi
and Python programming skills
would be enough for this job.
Guys, this is Lucas Xavier.
- Chief of our IT wing.
- Sir!
- Hi.
- I've asked for his help
in tracking down the victims.
Sir, did you say strawberry?
Not strawberry.
Raspberry.
It's a credit card-sized
single-board computer.
It's used extensively in robotics
and weather forecasts.
Python is a programming language.
We can send messages to anyone,
anywhere, at scheduled
times and locations.
Alagar is using this
to send messages.
Sir, you said
we could track the victims.
How's that possible?
Look, what we're setting up.
It's an AI-based self-adapting algorithm
specially programmed for this.
We have a database for it.
People's phone,
their financial transactions,
their online presence
That is, Twitter, Facebook,
debit card, credit card, and Instagram.
It's a system that helps us
track individuals who use these things.
Despite the tech, we still have
hundreds that will get shortlisted.
So, we can't exactly find the victim.
But there are unusual names.
For example, Shreshta.
This is not a common name.
So, it's easy to find out.
But if the name is Vijay,
it'll be difficult.
But we can manage to get them.
We've created profiles with their names,
social standing, and their routines.
We can shortlist them
based on that profile.
But if we manage to identify them
before Alagar announces the name,
that's the best thing possible.
Sir, we got a lead.
Sir, this is
a courier that I received.
Please read it yourself.
Guys, what we know about Alagar
are things that he wanted us to know.
We could only identify the victims
based on the clues he provided.
Sir, any new clues?
This!
"My name is
Alagar Narayanan. Age, 54."
I'm writing this final will
with my full consciousness,
without any interference from anyone else.
I'm requesting
my lawyer, Mukundhan,
to execute the will
on my behalf after my death.
My house, my book rights,
and the rest
of my wealth will go to
Writer's Welfare,
Army Welfare,
National Foundation
For Teachers' Welfare,
Greenpeace,
Care India,
Nightingale's Welfare,
and Police Welfare Association.
"It must be split equally among them."
Why should Alagar choose
these charities in particular?
Guilt?
Or else to prove a point?
Sir, he has already donated two lakhs
to the Police Welfare Fund.
I think he's mocking us by donating
to the Police Welfare Association.
Maybe.
When was this will written?
Two weeks ago, sir.
But I received it only today.
Who is receiving the royalty amount
for his books?
- Is it his son?
- I don't know, sir.
He appointed
an advocate to handle this.
Who's that advocate?
He never mentioned it.
He mentioned that the advocate would
contact us when the time is right.
Thank you, Mukundhan.
I'll take it.
Our focus should be
on the remaining two organizations
and two more possible victims.
Sir, Care India is
a women's rights group.
Nightingale Welfare is associated
with the Nurses' Association.
Exactly!
We may now be able to
identify his targets.
A woman's activist and a nurse!
Luca sir.
For the first time, we don't need
to wait for his video broadcast.
Let's get ahead of this maniac.
Shreshta, speak to Care India.
Jai, notify
Nightingale Welfare Association.
- Let's stop this
- Yes, sir!
UNMAI KURAL
Sir, you've received a courier.
This will help you get a step ahead.
Play it to the world. Alagar.
This will worsen the problem.
Sir, don't worry about ethics.
This will boost our TRP.
The next character in my story is
Asha!
She will be in everyone's hearts.
As a deathless memory.
Ars long a, vita brevis.
Swathi.
Print it!
The names and profiles
are matching
with four women activists
and three nurses.
Sir, shall we send a team
to all the areas?
As a deathless memory.
Ars long a, vita brevis.
"Ars long a, vita brevis."
"Art is long. Life is short."
Hippocrates!
Hippocrates' oath.
Track the three nurses in the list.
Check their details and find out if
they've had any personal loss in the past.
Asha George. A Malayali.
Born in Kottayam.
Brought up in Chennai.
Studied at Madras Medical College.
Twenty years of experience.
She was the nursing superintendent
for five years.
Then she became the leading member
of the medical council.
Her husband is George Mathew.
He also used to work
as a male nurse.
They were front line workers
during COVID-19.
Her husband died
a COVID warrior.
It was a tragedy.
Even her neighbors compelled her
to quarantine due to fear.
Her compensation was
not paid as well.
She tried fighting for it.
Then went into depression
and started getting treatments for it.
Guys, it's the same drill.
Shreshta, send the paramedics
to the location immediately.
- Yes, sir.
- Her house is on a narrow street.
A regular ambulance
can't drive through.
Akbar, arrange for
a smaller ambulance.
- Go.
- Yes, sir!
- Jai, get your bike.
- Sir!
Shreshta, send our force
to the other options as well.
I'm coming to see you.
I can buy candles
outside the church.
But we don't have
that kind of money.
This is enough for you.
- Nurse Asha lives here?
- Yes.
Where is she?
Asha would have
gone to the church.
It's her husband's death anniversary.
- Where is the church?
- It's nearby.
Sir, she looks fine to me.
Ma'am.
Madam, don't worry.
We're the police.
We have information
that your life might be in danger.
My life?
It could also be false information.
But for your safety,
please come along with us.
Okay.
Let's go.
- Sir?
- Shreshta.
What about the other possible victims?
- They are all safe, sir.
- Okay.
POLICE
Madam, please go with Akbar
to our headquarters.
I'll see you there.
Ma'am!
The last victim, Asha, was k*lled
by a poisonous toxin named sarin,
which was mixed in the candle.
The police couldn't save her
even after knowing Asha was the victim.
As they could not stop
Alagar's serial killings,
the opposition leader accused
DCP Nambi of a lack of intelligence.
Why, Nayana?
Why?
Why is he k*lling good people?
Bullshit!
Freaking psychopath!
I've lost, Nayana.
I've lost.
Nambi, no.
Don't.
One last victim remains.
You must save that victim.
Don't give up now.
Yes, Ammu.
Nambi, you are
an honest police officer.
To you, work was more important
than anything else.
You're not the only one responsible
for recent events.
The people watching TV
and the TRP-hungry media
will soon forget this.
Only you and the last victim
you're about to save
will remember everything.
Only you can solve this case, Nambi.
TIME IS LIKE GOLD
DUTY IS LIKE AN EYE
Guys, the next victim is
a women's activist
or someone who fights for
women's rights.
It could be a man or a woman.
Alert all the police stations.
This time, let's not wait
until he reveals the name.
Get me the details
of all the women's rights activists.
Anyone who matches the profile,
we will protect them!
This is our last chance.
We must save at least one.
- Sir!
- Guys, we found something.
A cleaning staff
at the park found this.
It was taped under the bench.
He has installed an app on this phone
to send a message at seven o'clock.
For the first time,
we're ahead of Alagar.
- Yes, Sir.
- Now, we have more time.
However, we've reached
the cl*max of the story.
It has been an exciting journey.
The cl*max should be
the highlight of this story.
Do you agree?
I'm excited.
But like always,
I'm not going to give up the full name.
I have a twist for the cl*max.
Life is a structure
shaped by coincidences.
Or is it simply a result of all
the choices we've made over time?
The final one hour.
The first letter of my final character,
I'm sure you're already aware of it.
"N."
N for?
Shall I say it, Nambi sir?
It's you, Nambi.
You are his next victim.
Sir! No way I'm his next victim.
It's just a coincidence.
He just said, "Life is a structure
shaped by coincidences."
That's a clue.
He wants us to ignore it,
calling it just a coincidence.
Sir, you are one of the most
efficient cops we have.
You solved that tricky
serial k*lling case in Kodaikanal too.
So, he probably thought
you were the one to lead the case.
But I don't fit the profile.
I'm not an activist.
Nambi, you were politically active
during your time in college.
I'm sorry, you are a loner.
You are separated from your wife.
You do fit the profile.
And sir, Alagar has donated
to the police welfare fund.
That is also
a lead per your theory.
But it's just a decoy.
Trust me, guys,
this is not that simple.
He is just distracting us.
I'm sure the next victim is
a women's rights activist.
I'm damn sure.
This is just a distraction.
If something were to happen to you
The people will start to think that the
one who is supposed to save people
couldn't even save himself.
No, we can't risk your life.
Okay. Here is the deal.
We will work
considering me as a victim.
But our team will
move as planned.
Guys, locate and track
those activists like we planned.
And break down their routine and habits.
Their food, things, vehicles,
go to places, check them all.
Check them medically
for heart implants,
hearing A*DS, and other devices.
Safely quarantine them.
Let's go!
Wait for my command.
Okay.
I'm sure that a woman's activist
is the next victim.
The first letter of my final character,
I'm sure you're already aware of it.
"N."
Shall I say it, Nambi sir?
N for
Nayana.
sh*t!
- Sir?
- Shreshta, send a unit to Nayana's place.
- Do it immediately.
- What happened, sir?
There's a possibility
that Nayana is the next victim.
Think about it.
More than her fame, Nayana's public
persona resembles that of an activist.
Opinionated, independent.
There may be tragedies or losses
in her life that we are not aware of.
That makes her
a perfect victim for Alagar.
You're right, sir.
I'll go myself, sir.
The last character's
What happened, Luca sir?
The framing of this video
is different.
Compared to the previous ones.
Something is odd, Nambi.
Pause, pause.
Zoom in.
What's that?
Sir, it's an old diary.
It's blank.
- Turn right at the end of the hallway.
- Thank you.
Sometimes at night,
I'd wake up hearing weird noises.
He'd be walking
all over the place.
He'd be completely covered in dirt.
With the help of the diary
we obtained from Alagar's house,
I was able to decode
some of his plans.
There is a room in his house
that we didn't check.
It seems an arrangement has been made
for someone to stay alive for a week.
Also, 08:00 p.m. is highlighted.
I think the final piece
of this puzzle is there.
As soon as you receive this message,
come to his house.
The last victim we're looking for
must be there.
He is going toward
the Pallavaram Mosque.
This is what I was waiting for.
Finish him off in the crowd.
- I'll send our men.
- Okay, boss.
Ride faster.
sh*t!
YOU ARE MY NEXT VICTIM
ALAGAR.
YOU ARE MY NEXT VICTIM
ALAGAR.
YOU ARE MY NEXT VICTIM
ALAGAR.
Am I the next victim?
- Move! Move!
- Sir, sir.
- Nambi, Sir.
- Move.
Sir! Sir!
Sir, sir, sir.
Sir, take a look.
I've received a message, sir.
Alagar has sent
a threatening message.
Please save me, sir.
- Sir, look at this.
- Sir, I'm afraid.
Don't worry, this message is
just a distraction.
- No one will get hurt.
- Sir, he has sent me a threat.
Please hear me out.
Nothing will happen to you people.
Please trust me!
Please, I have to go now!
Please move aside.
I'm running out of time.
Please. I'm running out of time.
Make way. Move!
Ma'am!
PORULATHIKARAM
IN SEARCH FOR JUSTICE
What was the name of the activist
who used to live here?
Nalini, sir.
Nalini?
How long has she been missing?
It must be a week, sir.
Are you sure it's one week?
Not sure.
Maybe eight days.
What were you doing all these days?
Why didn't you file a complaint?
I was told
she'd gone to her hometown.
The hero of my story.
I was confident
you would definitely come here.
Is this a small part of
the grand plan?
Or is this a coincidence?
Do you know what I learned from observing
park cleaner Maria for six months?
She cleans the whole park spotlessly.
When she returned
after her two-week holiday,
I knew she would spot the phone
taped under the bench.
Considering it a breakthrough
is a sign of your intelligence.
It took ten years
to implement this plan.
There's no way it could go wrong.
Come on!
What are you going to do now?
Every beginning has an end.
This story is going
to end here. Now.
Sir, are you okay?
Yeah.
- Sir.
- No.
No.
It is not over yet.
There's more!
Sir, you're right, sir.
A women's rights activist
has been missing for days.
- What is her name?
- Nalini.
She's a transgender.
She must be here.
Look around, quick.
Guys, look there.
She's alive.
Call the ambulance.
As you all are aware,
that the criminal and the victim
are the same in this case,
this case was very challenging
for us to solve.
Not only in Tamil Nadu's case history,
but in the entire
police department's case history,
this is the first time we have been
chasing a dead m*rder*r.
Finally, we were able to
save at least one life.
I congratulate
DCP Nambi and the team.
Sir.
Do you think it is over?
We've found
Alagar's final statement video.
It's confidential.
Why did Alagar do this?
What was his intention?
What do all these victims
have in common?
What?
Ashok. Ex-military, watchman.
Raziya. Dancer, teacher.
Yuvaraj. Environmental activist.
Alagar. Writer.
- Is it about their work?
- Exactly!
Each of them played a vital role
in serving this society.
However, we often fail to appreciate
the people who do these jobs.
They don't get a good salary.
Not much respect either.
They were doing a thankless job.
Our police department is the best.
There's not much about
the police and military.
They are all useless.
Raziya, Bharatanatyam isn't suitable
for this modern age.
There are a lot of dance forms
like hip-hop, tap, and Zumba.
Why don't you teach her
those forms?
What about what she wants?
Sometimes in life,
we must do things we don't like,
even if we don't want to.
Or else she'll grow up to be you.
Let's go!
Look, art, dance,
and living righteously
won't earn you money.
Hurry up.
I have to get the next load in.
- Hello.
- Unload. Why is it taking so long?
What are you doing?
- What the hell is he doing?
- Who are you people?
- Hey, who are you? Stop recording!
- Answer me.
- I said stop recording!
- Don't come near me!
Can't you hear me?
Hit him!
Why are you
meddling in these matters?
What do you mean?
Someone has to fight
for this land, sky, and sea.
Do you know?
All that garbage
is being dumped in the sea.
Babies are being born with micro plastics
in their bodies because of it.
- Do you get it?
- Dude.
You are wasting your time.
Nothing is going to change.
Mind your own business
instead of trying to save the world.
- Hello, Dad.
- Where are you?
How many times
do I have to call you?
- Sorry, Dad, I was busy with work.
- Oh, really?
Collecting garbage at sea isn't work.
And you call it a social service.
Dad, I
Nalini is a women's
and transgender activist.
As she underwent gender transition,
she faced many challenges in society.
Varsha!
Let's go inside.
Dad!
Why are you closing the door on me?
If not you,
who else could I turn to?
Dad!
So?
So
They are all pillars of our society.
But to this society,
they were of no value.
Alagar selected people like them
and threw them
in front of this society.
Alagar has stalked his victims for years.
He changed his identity
and personally kept in touch with them.
Alagar knew more about the victim
than their family and friends.
All these victims served society.
Or they were the ones who wanted
to bring a change in society.
Beautiful, isn't it?
I'll live in the sea forever
if they'd let me.
If you truly want to witness
its real beauty,
you must dive deep.
It's worth dying for.
It's worth dying for!
After his demise,
I lost interest in everything.
I detest living.
- Here you go.
- No. It's complimentary.
They were all heroes.
True heroes.
But never respected.
No one in this world would
talk about them or appreciate them.
To turn the world's attention
towards them,
Alagar did this.
Reminding us.
By k*lling them,
he turned the people's attention
towards them.
Alagar made them martyrs
of this society.
Each of the victims died
in their happiest moments,
doing what they loved.
You mean martyrs?
That's weird.
Yes.
It's an eccentric and weird logic.
Speaking about the dead,
and their lives,
and to talk about their value
is my role in Alagar's story.
He thought of himself
as an artist.
He wanted to prove it to the world.
His crimes are his art.
He did this for the attention
he hasn't gotten in his life.
All I can say is,
Alagar planned to execute a perfect crime
through these six killings.
However, by saving the last victim,
we have proved
that no crime is perfect.
Sir, do you think
what Alagar did was right?
No.
Sir, are you saying it
as a policeman or a common man?
Why didn't it occur to you
that Alagar was trying to reform society
through the killings,
showing how it should rightfully function?
As a police officer,
what Alagar did is a crime.
And as a common man,
it is wrong what Alagar did.
Though our intention is to bring
a change in society,
we don't have the right
to k*ll anybody.
I have a request for the people.
Don't delve into Alagar's motivation
and make him a hero.
He was just a psychotic serial k*ller.
All we hope
is that no one else turns out like him.
It's a relief
that no powerful people are dead.
The victims were just ordinary people.
In just two days,
the public will forget about it.
Nambi.
Do you think
it was a coincidence
that Alagar's last victim's name
started with N?
If he had disclosed the whole name,
would it have been the perfect crime
he predicted?
Aaryan?
That was just a coincidence.
Before changing her gender,
Nalini's name was Nambi.
That's why Alagar mentioned Nambi
in his last message.
Do you think he actually predicted
you'd be the one leading the case?
No.
No chance at all.
There are many probabilities.
I may not have been made
the lead on this case.
Kabir might have handled it instead.
I could have been injured.
There are many probabilities like this.
According to me,
the final "N" was Nalini.
There's no chance
he could have targeted me.
Sir, I forgot to give you this.
I found this in Alagar's room yesterday.
IN THE MIDDLE OF KODAIKANAL,
KADUKUTHADI IS A SMALL VILLAGE
This story started long before today.
I've been following you
for the past six years,
ever since you arrived in Kodaikanal.
Like a shadow.
Your commitment and integrity at work
made me realize
that you're my hero.
There were no coincidences, Nambi.
Every decision has its price.
My last victim.
You or Nalini?
MY SIX BEST KILLS.
NURSE DENIED ENTRY INTO HER HOME
AFTER HER HUSBAND TESTS
POSITIVE FOR COVID-19
HE LOST HIS LEGS IN THE KARGIL w*r
HE BELIEVES THAT OROP
WILL CHANGE HIS LIFE
TWO MEN ARRESTED FOR ATTACKING
TRANSGENDER WOMAN AND CUTTING HER HAIR
OBSTACLES ARE WHAT MADE ME DECIDE
THAT DANCING IS MY LIFE
LAKSHADWEEP LOCALS PROTESUNDER WATER TO RECLAIM ADMINISTRATOR
A KARGIL VETERAN HAS ALLEGED THAT HE WAS
ATTACKED FOR NOT SALUTING AN SP LEADER
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