on 2035,(in electronic city which is in Bangalore):

the main branch of the 'Ques' channel suddenly caught fire. This information reached the fire department, and the fire department manager informed the nearest station about the incident. The firefighters quickly boarded their trucks and started heading towards the Ques channel building.

While they were en route, one of the firefighters, named Sam, had an idea: there was a fire truck tracker app that could show the location of all fire trucks. Sam asked his junior, "Is there , "Yes, sir. There is a truck controlled by H-2/20/09 that is responding to the fire at the Ques channel." The junior then asked Sam about the meaning of H-2/20/09.

Sam explained about H-2/20/09, saying, "H-2/20/09's real name is Hari. Hari was one of the best firefighters, trained by Mishanth Kumar. He has rescued over 340 people in his career."

The junior was excited to meet Hari

In ques channel building:

Hari's truck reached the Ques channel, and Hari saw that the fire had already spread throughout the entire building. He told his junior to report the current status of the fire department . Hari then entered the building, where a reporter, whose body was 80% burned, handed him a hard disk before passing away. Hari put the hard disk in his backpack and moved to rescue other people.

After hari came to home:

After Hari completed the rescue work, he returned home. He took the hard disk from his backpack, the one given to him by the reporter, and connected it to his laptop. When he opened the hard disk, he found a video that exposed a huge scam within the Indian Army.

The video revealed that while soldiers were putting in full effort to protect Indian citizens, even after their deaths, they were not receiving proper respect. Their bodies and organs were being illegally sold to different parts of the world by high-ranking officials in the army. The names mentioned in the video were Captain Arjunan, Commander Raaghav, and Commander Lakshmanan. In this group, Lakshmanan was the head of the operation and had a vast network in the black market. No one had ever seen or spoken with Lakshmanan, and there were no images of him.

Hari decided to do something for the army soldiers. So, he came up with a plan, and for his help, Hari called his friend Ganesh to assist him in carrying out the plan.

(Ganesh is a soldier in the Indian Army. In his childhood, Ganesh didn't know anyone, and no one accepted his friendship, but Hari became friends with him. From that day, whenever Ganesh had doubts in his studies, Hari would help him. And whenever Hari had problems with seniors bullying him, Ganesh would fight with the seniors for Hari.)

Ganesh came to Hari's house and asked Hari what the problem was. Hari explained about the hard disk and showed the video to Ganesh. After watching the video, Ganesh asked Hari, 'Where is the reporter?'

Hari replied, 'The reporter died in a Quess Channel fire accident.' Ganesh prayed to God for the reporter and asked Hari, 'What can we do about it?' Hari replied, 'I am an ordinary person, and you are an ordinary person, but if we work together, we will become a weapon - by learning and working together.'

A call came to Ganesh from his commander. Ganesh said to Hari, 'I will come back after speaking to my commander.

In the Zen-29 industry building:

Inside Zen-29, more than two hundred people are working illegally without the government's knowledge. The government had sealed Zen-29 five years ago. Now, the people working there are cutting soldiers' bodies, separating the organs, packing them in cooled boxes, and sending them to different parts of the world via Taj Airlines.

While this process was ongoing in Zen-29, a man named Arjunan entered the building with twenty to thirty bodyguards. Arjunan is directly involved in the illegal organ trade.

Arjunan stood in the center of Zen-29 and announced good news to everyone: 'The business is becoming very famous and popular in foreign countries, and even within India, some multi-facility hospitals are requesting human organs for business. So, from now on, we will transport the cooler boxes by metro train in the cities.'"

After this announcement, the workers felt very happy because they believed their salaries would increase.

After speaking with his commander on the phone, Ganesh returned to Hari and asked, 'What is the plan?'

Hari explained, 'We are going to spy on Raaghav and Arjunan, who are directly involved in this matter. But there is another player in this game named Lakshmanan. Lakshmanan is like a ghost, meaning there is no identity or photo of him, so it will be difficult for us to find him. Therefore, we should first spy on Raaghav and Arjunan, and by doing so, we will uncover who Lakshmanan is.'

Ganesh said to Hari, 'That's a good idea, but when are we going to Delhi?'

Hari replied, 'We are going to Delhi right now.'

The Next Day

The Indigo plane reached Jammu and Kashmir at 3 a.m. In Jammu and Kashmir, the entire area was covered in snow. After stepping out of the flight, Hari's body started shaking from the cold, so Ganesh gave his hoodie to Hari. Even after wearing Ganesh's hoodie, Hari still felt cold.

After that, Hari and Ganesh went to the Kashmir border where the army soldiers protect the border of India. Hari and Ganesh entered the border using Ganesh's pass since he had worked at the Indian border for a year.

Soon after they entered, some soldiers approached Hari and Ganesh and said, "Our major has asked you to visit him." So, Hari and Ganesh followed the soldiers and went to the major's office. Sitting in the chair was Major Raaghav.

The Army Major, Raaghav, asked Hari and Ganesh, "For what purpose have you come here?"

Ganesh's legs and hands started shaking. Hari replied to Raaghav, "I'm a reporter, and Ganesh is a soldier. I came here to make a documentary about the struggles of soldiers at the border."

After listening to Hari, Raaghav told him to take some rest in the army quarters.

Ganesh and Hari take a room from Rika, who is similar to Bavi because Rika's room is full of medals, all earned for protecting the country's borders and rescuing hostages from terrorist attacks. Hari picks up a book, but it's not just a book - it's a diary of Rika.

The diary reveals that Rika's real name was Rithish. He worked extensively in Indian wars and counter-terrorist operations. During the Taj Hotel attack, terrorists captured two army soldiers and blackmailed the Indian government, demanding a helicopter for their escape. If Rithish had left, the two soldiers might have been killed that day, but he entered the hotel again, killed all the terrorists, and rescued the two soldiers.

Now, Rithish has gone to the eastern side of the defense tower to observe the movements of soldiers from other countries.

After reading Rithish's diary, Hari felt inspired by Rithish's life. He decided to meet Rithish the next day and went to bed to sleep.

After everyone had fallen asleep, Raaghav took his car and drove to Zen-29. A black truck followed him there. Upon entering the Zen-29 factory, Raaghav saw the workers rush to the truck and unload the bodies of soldiers. Arjunan asked Raaghav, 'How many soldiers' bodies are there?' Raaghav replied, 'Today, only twenty bodies, there.' Arjunan angrily ordered Raaghav to bring more. Raaghav then instructed his team to hunt and capture more soldiers from the east side.

Rithish felt sleepy, so he laid down on the ground. At that moment, the killers arrived at the soldiers' location, and everything went blank. When Rithish woke up and looked down from the tower, he saw that everyone was dead and their bodies were being loaded onto a truck. Seeing the soldiers' bodies shocked Rithish, and he dropped his gun. The killers noticed Rithish and began chasing him. Rithish laid low, but the killers fired at one side of the tower, causing it to collapse and fall across the country border. Rithish started running, but the killers kept shooting at him. However, Rithish managed to escape. This information reached Raaghav, who then instructed, 'Leave the bodies there; I will handle it tomorrow.' So, the killers left the soldiers' bodies there and left the place.

THE NEXT DAY:

Hari got up and made coffee for Ganesh and took it to him. However, Ganesh was not in his bed, so Hari went to check if Ganesh was outside. Outside, Ganesh was speaking seriously on the phone with someone. Hari called out to Ganesh, and Ganesh replied, 'I'll come in five minutes.' Then Hari went back inside, feeling excited to see Rithish.

After Ganesh came into the room, Hari said to Ganesh, "Be ready, we're going to ask Raaghav where Rithish is." Ganesh was shocked for some reason. Hari and Ganesh went to Raaghav's office, where Raaghav was very tense. As Hari was about to ask where Rithish was, a soldier suddenly came in and said to Raaghav, "Rithish has killed around 40 soldiers on the east side.

Raaghav told the soldier to catch Rithish and kill him. Hari, however, supported Rithish, but Raaghav shouted, "You came here to make a documentary, so stick to that and don't interfere in this case, or you will be punished as well.

Hari started to wonder why Rithish would need to kill the soldiers. If he wanted to kill, he would have done it during the Taj Hotel terrorist attack. While Hari was thinking, Ganesh followed Raaghav.

In indian ocean:

A ship owned by the king, Darklet, was on the Indian Ocean. A small boat connected to the king's ship, and from the boat, Rithish was brought by some black-masked men. On the ship, Arjunan approached Rithish and instructed the masked men to tie Rithish to the ship's pole. Arjunan then said to Rithish, "You made a mistake by escaping from the killers, and you witnessed something you shouldn't have - the dead bodies being loaded onto the black truck. So, what should I do with you?

Rithish replied, "Do whatever you think is right, but make sure to kill me at the end. If you leave me alive, you'll regret why you let me live.

By the words of rithich arjunan become anger and shooted rithish in his chest and the black masked person thrown rithish on the organ. After killed rithish, Arjunan contacted lakshmanan and the information about rithish.

At night:

Hari was sitting alone in the room. Ganesh came inside and asked Hari, "Why are you in such a sad mood?" Hari replied, "Where did you go? I searched everywhere, but you were nowhere to be found. And why would Rithish need to kill the soldiers?" Ganesh responded, "Rithish might have received some money from an organization to kill the soldiers.

Hari started thinking again, so to distract him, Ganesh suggested they go to the ground to play. While running on the ground, Ganesh injured his leg. Hari told him to go back to the room and rest. After Ganesh went to the room raaghav came out of his office once again He took his car and started heading to Zen-29. This was seen by Hari, so he secretly followed Raaghav.

After Raaghav reached Zen-29, Hari secretly went to the backside of the company, climbed to the top of the building, and saw what was happening inside.

Inside the Zen-29 company, Raaghav entered and said, "Today, nobody is here because of Rithish. So, Arjunan and Lakshmanan have gone to King Darklet's ship in the Indian Ocean to kill Rithish. And now, since Arjunan is not here, I will be the one to give you the information or tasks to do.

Upon hearing Raghav shout, the witch started to cry, but suddenly Hari''s mobile began to ring, alerting everyone nearby. Raghav shot at the hole located at the top of the Zen-29 factory. The bullet flew near Hari's head, but he barely escaped it. Angered, Hari began climbing the factory. He grabbed a rusty spade and started beating the people coming after him. However, one person grabbed Hari's leg, causing him to slip and fall from Zen-29. Han was seriously injured and could barely stand upright.

Suddenly, a Rolls-Royce car arrived and stopped in front of Zen-29. From the car, Arjuanan stepped out first. He threw the spade at Raghav's chest. The spade hit Raghav's chest and pierced through, killing him instantly. Hari turned around but was suddenly hit by another bullet on the side of his leg. Shocked, Hari realized that Ganesh was standing in front of him with a gun in his hand.

Hati asked Ganesh, "What are you doing here? Why did you shoot me?"

Ganesh replied, "You still don't understand? I'm Lakshmanan, and I warned you many times. But you dug up too much information from the well, and in the end, you woke up the monster. Now, you must die.

Hari asked Ganesh, "Why are you killing army soldiers and selling their body parts around the world?"

Ganesh replied, "Some questions don't have answers, but in every struggle, there is always a starter. If the branch stops functioning, the starter won't let any of its members live."

Ganesh then asked Hari for his last wish. To this, Hari replied, "Even if you kill me, my purpose will not die."

Ganesh apologized to Hari, then turned around and ordered Arjunan to kill him. Arjunan approached Hari and brutally beheaded him with a rusty knife. Hari's blood spilled down and flowed like a river.

After cutting off Hari's head, Ganesh burned Hari's body. Ganesh then asked Arjunan for help, saying, "Once Hari's body is fully burned, send his head and ashes to his family."

Arjunan asked Ganesh, "Why do we need to send Hari's head and ashes to his family?"

Ganesh replied, "This will serve as an example to others not to interfere in matters like this."

After two days:

A body washed ashore in Dhanushkodi, carried by the sea waves. Some people, upon seeing it, called an ambulance to take the body. The ambulance arrived at the scene, and a helper turned the body over; it was Rithish. The helper was shocked because the body still had a pulse, so they took Rithish in the ambulance and rushed him to Gunam Hospital. There, a doctor named Yogit, upon seeing Rithish, was shocked because he and Rithish were friends and had studied at the same school.

And the hospital administrative called police because rithish shootout is a police case, so, seeing rithish police inspector Mistle Mishanth.

Yogit successfully completed the operation and came out, where Inspector Mishath was standing with the ambulance helper. Yogit approached Police Inspector Mishath and explained:

"The patient's name is Rithish. He had around six bullet wounds in his chest, and it looks like he fought on a battlefield because he was wearing an army soldier's uniform."

Mishath called the control room and asked them to check if "the army soldier Rithish is missing or not." After some time, the control room responded to Mishath, saying, "Rithish has been missing for the past two days, and some army soldiers died because of him.

Mishath became very happy because it was the first time he had caught a major terrorist. He approached Dr. Yogit and said, "Keep Rithish here; don't let him go because he is a terrorist." However, Yogit couldn't believe that Rithish was a terrorist. So, after Mishath left the hospital, without anyone knowing, Yogit took Rithish to the parking lot and put him inside the car.

Yogit set up a home hospital for Rithish and arranged for a home nurse to take care of him. He told the nurse, "This is a secret; don't tell anyone about Rithish." The nurse agreed and said, "Okay." Yogit managed to do all of this within thirty minutes.

Again, Yogit came to the hospital, where Mishanth was standing and waiting for him. While Yogit was heading to the office, Mishanth approached him and asked, "Will Rithish be okay now? Can I go and speak with him?" But Yogit, with fear, said, "Rithish ran out of the hospital without anyone knowing." Mishanth was shocked and immediately called the control room to report the case. He asked some officers to look into Rithish's case.

But the control room asked Mishanth, "What is the problem?" Mishanth replied, "Some mafia members came to the hospital and shot and killed Dr. Yogit

In the hospital:

A nurse came to check on Dr. Yogit because he was supposed to perform a major heart operation on an elderly woman. However, when the nurse entered the room and saw Dr. Yogit, his head was smashed with something, his leg was cut off, and several bullets had been shot into his chest and stomach. Due to Dr. Yogit's death, the elderly woman also passed away because the operation was delayed.

All over the city:

The police were searching everywhere, and anyone standing in a group was arrested. Mishanth went to a museum where anyone could come and stay as long as they wanted because the museum was open 24/7. There, Mishanth saw a person standing alone, looking fearful. He hid and observed what the person was doing. The person took out their mobile phone and called someone, saying, "Sir, Rithish is still alive. A doctor named Yogit performedan operation on Sathish and saved his life, but I killed Yogit. However, Rithish is missing." The person on the other end of the call said, "I want Rithish alive. I need to kill him because he caused one of my fortress pillars to break." The person standing alone then said, "Okay, sir," and the call ended. However, Mishanth couldn't hear everything said on the call. The person then went to the restroom, and Mishanth followed, attacking the person. He overpowered the individual, took him to his car, and locked him inside.

At the hospital:

The police arrived at Dr. Yogit's room, placed "Do Not Cross" tape around the area, and the forensic officers began searching for evidence and checking for fingerprints. After investigating everything, one of the forensic officers said, "We believe the killer was asking the victim something, but when he didn't get the answer, he shot the victim multiple times. The killer then smashed Yogit's head with something like a hammer. Finally, not satisfied, the killer cut off Yogit's leg and threw it near him.

in the subway:

The person who was captured by Mishanth at the museum sat alone on a chair. The place was very silent, but suddenly, a whistle sound reached his ears. He looked toward the direction of the sound. A figure became visible, and he shouted to be released. Suddenly, two bullets passed by his ears, scaring him. The figure approached, revealing a girl named Neha. The person began to laugh upon seeing her, so Neha shot him in the leg and demanded, "Who sent you, and what is your name?" The man screamed in pain and said, "My name is Mahindra, but if I reveal who sent me, I'll be murdered.

At that moment, Mishanth arrived and said, "Hey, don't judge a book by its cover. Just like that, don't underestimate Neha based on her appearance. I might beat you first and then ask questions, but she'll kill you first and investigate later." Mahindra was about to reveal who sent him when his heart suddenly exploded. Mishanth was confused about what was happening when a boy named Kamallesh intervened, explaining, "It's a kind of bomb implanted in his heart, controlled by a mic. The person operating it can trigger the explosion remotely."

The black network con

Neha replied, saying he was simply explaining the concept from the movie Melody Wave. Kamallesh responded, "Neha, you don't understand the concept of the heart mic, so you're confusing it with Melody Wave." Neha and Kamallesh began arguing with each other.

Suddenly, Mishanth got an idea and said to both Kamallesh and Neha, "Neha, don't argue with Kamallesh. I read a documentary where they implanted a mic in a person's chest, and in another case, they placed a bomb in someone's stomach. By doing this, they could listen to conversations and detonate the bomb in a public place

Neha said to Kamallesh, "This is called the 'AHA moment' because, in an AHA moment, the idea comes suddenly." Kamallesh replied to Neha, "Okay, okay, you may be a topper in psychology, but don't use it here." Neha and Kamallesh then started fighting again, but Mishanth separated them.

In an emergency press meet:

The police officers informed the press about Yogit's death, stating, "If you see any group of people standing in a gang anywhere, please contact the police immediately. Dr. Yogit was killed by an unknown gang that is new to our area."

People started getting scared over small things.

Mishanth said to Kamallesh, "Kamallesh, destroy this place before we exit from here." But Neha said, "Can we try to trace who the operator of this mic is before we destroy this place?" Mishanth asked Kamallesh, "Is it possible to trace the operator?" Kamallesh replied, "Yes, but it is very complex to find the operator. However, we can find the sub-controller of this mic." Mishanth said, "Then what are you waiting for? Just break it and go!"

In Hosur (which is near Bengaluru):

The box was sent to the post office, and the postman took the box to Hari's house. There, everyone was very happy and decorating the house because, after 5 years, Hari's brother Rahul was returning. At that moment, the postman arrived at Hari's house and gave the box to Hari's father, who then placed it in Rahul's room. Afterward, Hari's father went back to decorating the house.

Hari's uncle Kumar went to pick up Rahul from the airport. There, Rahul came out of the airport with around twenty to thirty girls asking for photographs. But Rahul handed some items to a few people and got into Uncle Kumar's car. Then they left the airport. Uncle Kumar asked Rahul, "What work are you doing in the foreign country?"But Rahul replied, "Uncle, you can ask for anything - money, drinks, expensive items, and I will give it to you. But don't ask anything about my work. If you ask again, I will jump out of the car and walk back. And if I say I'll do it, everyone knows I will!"

After the car arrived at the house, everyone was waiting for Rahul to get down, but only Uncle Kumar got out of the car. Hari's father asked Uncle Kumar, "Where is Rahul?" Uncle Kumar replied, "I asked him about his work, so he got out of the car and is walking to home.

Kamallesh searched for the sub-controller ID in the data web-world, which meant that all the people in the world were under one server known as the Data Web-World. Luckily, the main controller was found near Bharathi Nagar, which is in Hosur. So, they started moving towards Hosur, and Kamallesh blasted the whole place before joining Mishanth.

In Hari's house:

After a long walk, Rahul came home, where his relatives started celebrating his return after five years. The small children in the house set off crackers to welcome him. But Rahul told his relatives, "I need to take a bath because I'm very tired from the long journey." Rahul's father said, "Okay, go take a bath, and after that, come to eat dinner." Rahul replied, "Okay, Dad. After I bathe, I'll come to eat tonight's dinner."

Rahul entered his room and went into the bathroom to take a bath. After bathing, he came out, changed his clothes, and got ready to go out for dinner. At that moment, a bad smell came from a box that had arrived from the post office. Rahul went near the box to open it, but his uncle Kumar called him for dinner. So, Rahul left the box there and went for dinner.

After Rahul sat down for dinner, his aunt Divya asked Rahul's father, "Where has Hari gone, and why hasn't he come to see his brother Rahul?" Rahul's father replied, "Hari wasn't ready for education, so he decided to follow his own path." But Rahul responded to his father, "Dad, don't say that he wasn't interested in studying. He was a topper in school, and he always did his work with passion. He wanted to become a firefighter, but you didn't support him, so he went to Bangalore to work as a firefighter."

Uncle Kumar replied, "Hari and Rahul are brothers, but they never had any fights or conflicts with each other. They always supported each other. And if anyone ever tried to harm Hari, two people would always come forward to support him - Ganesh and Rahul."

After everyone finished their dinner, they went to bed. Rahul went to his room and tried to open the box, but it was very hard to open. He used all his strength and pulled the box open. Rahul was shocked by what he saw inside. The contents of the box were Hari's head and his ashes.

In Bharathi Nagar (Hosur):

Mishanth drove the car and arrived at Bharathi Nagar. He stopped the car and asked Kamallesh, "Where is the signal showing?" Kamallesh replied, "It is showing near us, but it's not very exact."

Mishanth, Neha, and Kamallesh got out of the car. Mishanth looked around, but it was of no use. Then Kamallesh said, "Can we go to a hotel to eat some food because I'm very hungry?"

Mishanth agreed, and they went into a complex with a foodie shop where the dish is made in front of the customers.

After they entered the shop, the tracker made a noise because the target was near them. Kamallesh said, "The target is sitting on bench forty-two."

Mishanth and Neha started to confront the person and asked, "Who killed the doctor? If you go to Yogit, they said that in Chennai Harbour, the illegal activities can be stopped, and there you'll find the reason and the answer to your question.

Then Mishanth blew up the foodie shop complex with a bomb. Afterward, Mishanth asked, "Can we move to Chennai Harbour?"

Neha said okay, but Kamallesh replied, "Wherever you go, I will follow. But before taking any action, you need to inform me, so I can hide from the enemy.

In Hari's House:

Rahul was sitting quietly in the corner of the room, tears streaming down his face, though he made no sound. His grief was overwhelming, and it felt like the walls were closing in on him. While looking around aimlessly, his eyes fell on a small box resting on the table. Something about it caught his attention.

With shaky hands, he opened the box and found a letter inside. Slowly, Rahul unfolded the paper and began to read the message. The words struck him like a lightning bolt:

"Hi Rahul, you may not know who I am, but I know everything about you. My name is Arjunari. I am the one who killed your brother, Hari. You might be filled with rage right now, but if you truly want to avenge his death, come find me. We will see who is truly stronger.

If you're brave enough, meet me at Chennai Harbour on the 2nd of July, 2035. This will be your chance to settle the score. Let's see if you have what it takes.

Rahul's hands trembled as he held the letter. His mind raced with questions and anger, but beneath it all, a fierce determination was beginning to rise. He knew this was a challenge - a trap, maybe - but he couldn't back down now. He had to go to Chennai Harbour and face the man who had taken his brother from him.

Rahul packed his backpack carefully, making sure he had everything he needed for the journey, and stepped out of his house with a sense of excitement. After a short walk, he arrived at Hosur's railway station, where the bustling crowd and the sound of arriving trains filled the air. He eagerly made his way to the platform and boarded the Chennai Express, finding his seat just as the train prepared to depart. A few moments later, his friends Mishanth, Neha, and Kamalesh also boarded the train, greeting each other with smiles as they settled in for the journey ahead.

Rithish, without anyone noticing, quietly slipped out of Yogit's house. In a moment of haste, he grabbed the keys to Yogit's car and decided to drive towards Chennai Harbor. His destination wasn't chosen at random - he was aware that the organs of a fallen soldier were being transported there, and time was of the essence. As he navigated through the busy streets, his mind raced, contemplating the importance of the mission. The gravity of the situation weighed on him, knowing that this operation at Chennai Harbor could potentially save lives

Inside the train, Mishanth, Neha, and Kamalesh settled into their seats in the D-11 compartment, while Rahul found his place in the adjacent D-10 compartment. The hum of the train filled the air as they began their journey. After a few moments, Mishanth turned to Kamalesh and asked, 'How long do you think it will take for us to reach Chennai?' Kamalesh, looking out of the window at the passing scenery, thought for a moment before responding, 'It should take around eight to nine hours to reach Chennai. We have a long journey ahead, but we'll get there by early morning if everything goes as planned.' The group exchanged a few more words before settling in for the ride, watching the landscape change as the train sped forward.

At Chennai Harbour:

approximately twenty to thirty black trucks arrived, each filled with various products. The operations manager meticulously inspected all the items, ensuring everything was in order. After the thorough check, the manager coordinated the loading of these products onto the ship. The ship was then prepared to transport the organs to various destinations around the world, ensuring they reached their intended locations safely and efficiently.

Arjunan entered the dimly lit room in the harbor, the scent of saltwater and engine oil lingering in the air. He approached the captain of the ship, his voice low but urgent. 'Captain, there's something you need to know,' he began. 'Transporting these organs to different countries is becoming increasingly dangerous. The seas are patrolled by soldiers, and they're not just trying to intercept us - they're prepared to kill to stop our operations. We've encountered them before, and it's only getting worse.You'll have to be prepared to fight back, to eliminate anyone who stands in your way. We cannot afford delays or failure. The boss, King Darklet, has made it clear: if we don't deliver the organs on time, no matter the risks, he'll show no mercy. He'll kill us without hesitation. This mission is life or death, and not just for the people waiting for these organs.' Arjunan paused, letting the weight of his words sink in, knowing the captain understood the peril they were all in.

The hum of an approaching motorbike echoed through the still air of the harbor, growing louder with each passing second. Suddenly, a sleek, jet-black Hayabusa ninja bike roared into view, its tires screeching slightly as it came to an abrupt halt near the docks. The rider, clad in a black leather suit and an intimidating helmet, seemed like a shadow come to life. Arjunan, who had been leaning against a nearby crate, sprang into action the moment he saw the bike. His instincts kicked in, and in a fraction of a second, he pulled out a shotgun he always kept nearby for emergencies. The cold metal felt firm in his grip as he aimed directly at the helmet of the mysterious rider, his finger steady on the trigger.

"Who are you?" he demanded, his voice a sharp command, slicing through the quiet of the harbor.

The rider didn't move for a moment, then slowly reached up and unclasped the helmet, lifting it off with deliberate care. Long, dark hair tumbled out, catching the dim light from the nearby lampposts. Arjunan's grip on the shotgun faltered as realization dawned - this wasn't an enemy, but a woman. Lowering his weapon cautiously, his voice softened but still carried an edge of suspicion.

"Who are you, and what do you want with me?" he asked again, his eyes scanning her face for any signs of deceit.

The woman stepped off the bike, her movements calm and confident. "My name is Charu," she said, her tone steady and businesslike. "I'm a hitwoman working under the corporation of King Darklek. My boss sent me here to protect you."

"Protect me?" Arjunan echoed, his brow furrowing. He kept the shotgun lowered but didn't let go of it. "Why would I need protection? And from whom?"

Charu's gaze didn't waver as she continued, "The Zooba gang has arrived in Tamil Nadu. They've been hired to kill you. My orders are clear: ensure your safety at all costs. You're a target, Arjunan, and this gang doesn't play games."

Arjunan took a moment to process her words. The Zooba gang was notorious, a ruthless collective known for their bloody efficiency. But fear was not an emotion Arjunan was accustomed to. His lips curled into a faint, determined smirk as he set the shotgun down, resting it against the crate.

"Charu," he said firmly, his tone carrying a mix of appreciation and resolve, "I don't doubt your skills, and I thank you for taking the trouble to warn me. But I don't need anyone's protection. The Zooba gang might think they can kill me, but they're in for a rude awakening. If they come for me, they won't leave alive."

Charu's expression didn't change, though there was a flicker of intrigue in her eyes as she studied him. "Confidence is good," she replied. "Overconfidence can get you killed. I'm here because I don't fail my assignments, and whether you like it or not, I'm not leaving your side until this threat is neutralized."

Arjunan crossed his arms, his smirk widening. "We'll see about that. For now, let's deal with these Zooba gang fools and show them what happens when they step into Tamil Nadu uninvited."

Charu nodded, her stance relaxing just slightly as a hint of mutual respect passed between them. The harbor fell silent once more, but both knew the quiet wouldn't last for long.

Charu provided detailed information about the gang targeting Anjunan, explaining that the group comprises approximately 20 members, all of whom are well-coordinated and organized. She revealed that the leader of this gang is Darshan, a highly dangerous individual who had previously worked as part of an ISIS terrorist cell for two years, gaining significant experience in orchestrating violent operations and carrying out illicit activities. This information underscores the severity of the threat posed by the gang and their leader's background in extremist activities.

Arjunan reassured Charu with a calm and confident tone, saying, "There's no need to worry or feel tense. Just stay cool - we'll figure out a way to escape from them. Right now, I need some rest, and I suggest you also try to relax and get some sleep." After speaking to Charu, Arjunan walked toward a nearby container that, at first glance, appeared to be an ordinary cargo unit. However, upon closer inspection, it became evident that the container was cleverly modified into a livable space, complete with basic amenities. Arjunan entered the container, which functioned as a small, makeshift room, and headed straight to the modest bed inside. Exhausted from the day's challenges, he lay down, allowing the weariness to take over, and soon drifted off into a deep sleep.

While Arjunan rested peacefully inside the container, Charu found herself unable to sleep. Her mind was restless, consumed with thoughts of the impending danger posed by the Zooba gang. She kept analyzing their possible strategies, trying to predict how and when they might launch their attack. The thought of their leader, Darshan, and his ruthless reputation only fueled her determination to stay vigilant.

Deciding that preparation was the best course of action, Charu quietly got up and made her way to the upper section of the control room, which provided a strategic vantage point over the area. She scanned the surroundings carefully, her sharp eyes alert for any signs of movement or threat. Recognizing the importance of having the upper hand in a potential confrontation, Charu set up a sniper rifle she had concealed earlier, assembling it with precision and focus

Every move she made was deliberate, her training and instincts guiding her as she ensured the sniper was positioned perfectly. Charu calibrated the scope, adjusted the angle, and double-checked the ammunition. From this elevated position, she could monitor the approach of the Zooba gang and be ready to strike if necessary. As the night stretched on, Charu remained steadfast in her resolve, determined to protect both herself and Arjunan from the looming danger.

The next morning dawned with an unsettling stillness, broken only by the faint sounds of activity at the harbor. Unbeknownst to most, the Zooba gang had already infiltrated the area in a chilling and calculated manner. Around 20 gang members had ambushed and brutally murdered several harbor workers in the early hours of the morning. After disposing of their bodies in secrecy, the gang members donned the stolen uniforms of the workers, blending seamlessly into the bustling environment.

With their disguises in place, the gang moved into the harbor, maintaining the appearance of ordinary laborers going about their daily tasks. Their actions were deliberate, their expressions unreadable, as they positioned themselves strategically across the facility, each member awaiting further instructions.

Outside the perimeter of the harbor, Darshan, the gang's leader, was stationed in a discreet but commanding location. His presence exuded an air of cold confidence as he maintained control of the operation. Using a secure communication device, Darshan issued precise instructions to his men. His voice was calm yet authoritative, radiating the experience and control he had honed during his time in the ISIS network. He directed their movements with surgical precision, ensuring that each member was in place for their planned attack.

As the Zooba gang spread through the harbor, unnoticed by most, the stage was being set for a confrontation that promised to be both ruthless and devastating. Darshan's unwavering confidence and the gang's ruthless efficiency hinted at the chaos they were about to unleash.

The Zooba gang members, blending in perfectly as harbor workers, began to prepare for their attack on Arjunan. Weapons were discreetly readied, and positions were taken, their eyes scanning the area for the right moment to strike. Their collective anticipation grew, their fingers itching to carry out Darshan's orders. However, just as they were about to move, their leader, Darshan, intervened.

"Hold your positions," Darshan commanded, his voice sharp and unyielding through the communication line. "We wait until nightfall. Patience is key. By then, the harbor will be quieter, and the chaos will give us the advantage we need." His words carried the authority of a seasoned strategist, and the gang, though eager, obediently held back. Darshan emphasized the importance of precision, warning them against rushing and risking exposure.

Meanwhile, in the harbor, an enormous ship named MT Frontline docked, its towering presence commanding attention. The ship, with its sleek design and massive size, loomed over the area like a silent giant. This movement did not go unnoticed by Charu, who was still perched in the upper control room, keeping a close watch on the surrounding.

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Her sharp instincts immediately kicked in as she observed the arrival of the vessel. The ship's size and position sparked an idea in her mind, one that could potentially turn the tables in their favor. Charu analyzed the ship's layout and its proximity to the harbor's key points, quickly piecing together a plan. Recognizing the strategic potential the MT Frontline offered, she knew it could serve as both a diversion and a means of escape if used wisely.

Charu's thoughts raced as she began formulating the details of her plan, determined to outsmart the Zooba gang and protect Arjunan at all costs. The arrival of the ship had given her a glimmer of hope, and she was ready to use it to their advantage.

In Chennai, as the train came to a halt at the station, passengers began to disembark in large numbers, creating a bustling scene on the platform. Among them were Mishanth, Neha, and Kamallesh, who stepped out of the train together, taking in the lively atmosphere around them. Shortly after, Kamallesh mentioned that he was feeling thirsty and decided to head to a nearby shop on the platform to purchase a bottle of water, leaving Mishanth and Neha behind as he made his way through the crowd.

As the train came to a stop at the station, Rahul hurriedly stepped out, his eyes scanning the bustling crowd as he sprinted towards the station's gate. In his haste, he accidentally collided with Neha, causing her to lose her balance momentarily. Startled and concerned, Kamallesh immediately reacted, shouting angrily, "Bro, what have you done? Girls are the eyes of our nation, and it's our responsibility to protect them!" His voice was loud enough to catch the attention of nearby passengers, some of whom paused to see what was happening.

Rahul, realizing his mistake, quickly turned back to Neha, apologized sincerely, and then resumed his hurried run towards the gate without offering much explanation for his urgency. Kamallesh, still upset, muttered loudly to Neha, "People like him come to public places just to harass girls. They're nothing but idiots, fools, and completely mad when it comes to girls."

Neha, however, was quick to calm him down. "Kamallesh, you're overreacting," she said firmly. "He must have had some urgent issue to deal with, and his running wasn't about hitting girls intentionally. It was an accident, so please, just shut your mouth and stop judging him without knowing the full story." Her composed yet sharp response left Kamallesh momentarily speechless, prompting him to reflect on his hasty assumption.

In Hari's house:

a sense of unease began to spread when the family realized that Rahul was nowhere to be found. At first, they thought he might have stepped out for some fresh air or gone to a neighbor's house, but as time passed and there was no sign of him, their concern grew. The family members quickly mobilized, splitting up to search every corner of the house and its surroundings, calling out his name repeatedly in hopes of hearing a response.

As the minutes turned into hours, their anxiety intensified, and they began checking familiar spots - nearby parks, streets, and shops where Rahul was known to frequent. Even as dusk fell and the shadows deepened, the search did not stop. Each family member, armed with flashlights, combed through the neighborhood with growing desperation, asking neighbors and passersby if they had seen him. The search stretched late into the night, their voices hoarse from calling out, their hearts heavy with worry, as they clung to hope of finding Rahul safe and sound.

The harbor was eerily silent that night, with the only sounds being the gentle lapping of waves against the docked ships and the muffled orders from Arjunan's workers. Under the cover of darkness, Arjunan's men loaded a large shipment of organs onto a ship bound for a secret destination. This was a regular operation for the crime lord, who had built his empire trafficking illicit goods. The ship's crew worked swiftly, knowing that failure was not an option.

Suddenly, the distant roar of an engine broke the quiet. A truck appeared at the far end of the harbor, its headlights blazing through the night like twin beams of fury. It hurtled toward the dock with reckless speed, its tires screeching against the pavement. The workers froze, confusion and panic spreading as the truck bore down on them.

As it approached, the driver jumped out, landing in a roll before coming to a stop. Before anyone could process what was happening, the truck slammed into the docked ship, which contained the organ shipment. The impact was catastrophic - within moments, the truck exploded in a massive fireball, sending shockwaves through the harbor. Flames engulfed the ship, and thick black smoke rose into the night sky. Chaos erupted as workers scrambled to escape the blaze.

Shouts turned to gunfire as Arjunan's men, recovering from their initial shock, turned their attention to the truck's driver. Guns were drawn, and bullets flew in the driver's direction. Amidst the mayhem, the driver stood tall and removed a mask that had concealed his identity. Gasps rippled through the crowd as his face came into view - it was Nis Sahol, the very man Arjunan had crossed paths with before, known for his tenacity and unrelenting quest for justice.

Before anyone could react further, another figure emerged from the shadows - Rahul. He drew a pistol from his jacket, his movements precise and calculated. Without hesitation, he began firing at Arjunan's men, who now found themselves under attack from two sides. The harbor echoed with the deafening sounds of gunfire, shouting, and the crackling of flames as the ship continued to burn.

Arjunan, always quick to act, grabbed a shotgun from one of his guards. He aimed it at Rahul with cold precision, his finger tightening on the trigger. But Rahul, sensing the danger, dove behind a stack of crates, narrowly avoiding the blast. Splinters flew everywhere as the crates absorbed the shotgun's powerful shot. From his cover, Rahul fired back, his bullets striking down two of Arjunan's men who had been advancing on him.

The battle raged on, the harbor transforming into a battleground. Workers fled, seeking shelter from the chaos, while flames from the burning ship lit the scene in a hellish glow. Arjunan, anger and frustration etched on his face, shouted orders to his men, determined not to let Rahul and Nis leave alive. But the duo, armed and determined, fought back with relentless fury, their every move signaling that they had come prepared to dismantle Arjunan's operations once and for all

Arjunan's shotgun handle broke during a critical moment, rendering the weapon unusable. Charu, in her desperation to stop Rahul, tried to shoot him, but she couldn't. Rahul had strategically positioned himself behind perfect cover, skillfully evading her line of fire. Meanwhile, he continued to fire at the surrounding people with precise and calculated shots, intensifying the chaos and making it nearly impossible for Charu to neutralize him.

Darshan instructed his team members to initiate the plan, signaling the beginning of their carefully orchestrated operation. Responding swiftly, the team members made their way into the control room, prepared to execute their assigned roles. However, Charu, already anticipating their move, positioned herself strategically within the control room. The moment the team entered, she opened fire without hesitation, attempting to eliminate the intruders and thwart their mission.

Her relentless attack initially gave her the upper hand, but as the firefight continued, her magazine ran out of ammunition. Undeterred and fueled by determination, Charu quickly adapted to the situation. She retrieved a pocket knife from her belt and charged at the remaining intruders with fierce resolve. With swift and precise movements, she engaged the team members in close combat, fighting valiantly to protect the control room and disrupt their plan at any cost. The intensity of the battle escalated as Charu's resourcefulness and resilience became evident, turning the control room into a brutal and chaotic battleground.

On the other side, Rahul carried out a brutal massacre, killing approximately fifty to sixty workers at the harbor in cold blood. In retaliation, Charu orchestrated a massive explosion by targeting the MT Frontline ship, a vessel heavily laden with oil. The resulting blast was catastrophic, sending flames and debris soaring into the air. The sheer force of the explosion hurled Rahul away from the area he had occupied, leaving the site engulfed in chaos and destruction. Observers and onlookers, shocked by the devastating aftermath, assumed that Rahul had perished in the violent blast, as there was no sign of his survival amidst the wreckage and inferno.

At the harbor, a car suddenly screeched onto the scene, its engine roaring as it sped in at full throttle. The vehicle swerved sharply, executing a perfect drift before coming to a sudden halt. From the car emerged Kamallesh, his eyes scanning the chaotic environment unfolding before him. The scene was one of turmoil - fire and smoke filled the air, and the tension was palpable. Realizing the gravity of the situation, Kamallesh quickly ducked behind a nearby wall to assess what was happening from a safer distance, his mind racing with questions about the violence that was taking place. As he crouched, trying to make sense of the chaos around him, two figures emerged from a separate door. It was Mishanth and Neha, both determined and armed. Without hesitation, they drew their guns, their cold expressions betraying no emotion as they aimed and opened fire on the workers in their line of sight, causing further panic and bloodshed. Kamallesh, still hidden, watched in disbelief, as the once-bustling harbor turned into a battleground, the sounds of gunfire echoing through the air.

On the other side, a boat sped in at top velocity, cutting through the water with intense force. As it neared the harbor, Rithish, the leader of the crew, stood at the helm, his eyes scanning the scene. Without warning, he directed the workers on the harbor with a cold command. Suddenly, a burst of gunfire echoed through the air as the workers opened fire, unleashing a hail of bullets from a mounted minigun. The workers at the harbor scrambled in panic, caught off guard by the unexpected onslaught.

Rithish swiftly dropped the minigun and, with a quick pivot, turned the boat sharply, trying to avoid the chaos unfolding on the dock. Despite his best efforts, the boat rammed into the harbor with a loud crash, sending shockwaves through the area. Rithish was thrown off his feet, rolling down the side of the boat in a swift and controlled motion, his instincts keeping him in check.

As he regained his balance, he reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out a sleek, pocket-sized pistol with precision. With cold precision, Rithish aimed the weapon, his eyes narrowed with focus. In a single fluid motion, he fired four shots, each one finding its mark on the workers' foreheads. The harsh sound of gunfire echoed, and the workers dropped one by one, their lives abruptly cut short.

Rithish stood tall, his pistol still aimed at the fallen workers, his expression cold and unfeeling. His calculated actions were a chilling reminder of the power he wielded, and the havoc he could bring to anyone who dared cross his path.

Kamallesh stood at a distance, his eyes narrowing as he mentally counted the number of workers Neha had already taken down. His fingers moved as he tracked each life that had been snuffed out, and a dark grin spread across his face. He cheered loudly to Mishanch and Neha, urging them to kill even more workers and add to the body count. The chaos around him seemed to fuel his bloodlust, but before he could revel in the destruction, a sudden noise broke his concentration.

One of the workers had noticed Kamallesh hiding and, with a desperate look in his eyes, lunged forward, brandishing a sharp knife. Kamallesh's heart raced, and instinctively, he darted from his hiding place, running as fast as he could. The worker's steps were heavy behind him, the sound of his boots growing louder with each second. Kamallesh's breath quickened, and as he glanced back over his shoulder, he called out, "Why are you chasing me?" His voice, full of both confusion and fear, echoed in the cold air, but the worker didn't respond. The man's face was determined, his eyes filled with a strange intensity, and he never once faltered in his pursuit.

Kamallesh's adrenaline surged. The worker's relentless chase showed no sign of slowing down, and Kamallesh realized he was out of options. "Help!" he screamed desperately, hoping someone might hear his plea.

Just as the worker closed in, a sudden flash of movement caught Kamallesh off guard. A sharp, deadly blade flew through the air with precision, striking the worker squarely in the throat. The man's body staggered, his hands clutching at the wound, but within seconds, he crumpled to the ground, lifeless. Kamallesh's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched the worker fall, his mind racing to make sense of what had just happened.

Turning around, Kamallesh saw the person who had come to his aid. Standing just a few feet away, calm and composed, was Rahul. The sight of his old friend at the harbor left Kamallesh in shock. Rahul had been someone Kamallesh hadn't expected to see ever again, especially not here.

"Rahul?" Kamallesh stammered, his voice laced with both surprise and guilt. "What? what are you doing here? I didn't expect you? after everything that happened."

Rahul gave a small, almost nonchalant shrug, a smirk curling on his lips. "It's okay, bro," he said, his tone easy and unbothered. "We've all got our reasons, right?"

Kamallesh's mind raced back to the railway station incident - the moment he and Rahul had crossed paths in the past. The tension between them had been thick, and things hadn't ended well. The weight of that moment hung in the air, but Rahul's calm demeanor gave Kamallesh a strange sense of relief.

"Sorry, bro? about the railway station incident," Kamallesh said, his voice softening with genuine regret. He hadn't expected to feel this way, but seeing Rahul now, after all this time, brought back a rush of memories - memories he wasn't proud of.

Rahul just waved off his apology. "It's fine, Kamallesh. Let's just focus on the now. Anyway, where's Arjunan?"

Kamallesh's expression shifted from guilt to business. He glanced around the harbor, his eyes scanning the surroundings. "Arjunan is in control of the harbor," he replied, his voice steady as he gestured toward the heart of the dock where Arjunan's influence could be felt. "He's holding everything together? for now."

Rahul nodded, understanding the unspoken tension in Kamallesh's words. The harbor was in chaos, and Arjunan was the one who held the reins, controlling it with an iron fist. But for how long? Kamallesh couldn't be sure. What he did know was that with Rahul here now, things were about to get even more complicated.

While Mishanth was in the midst of shooting the workers, his gun suddenly jammed, leaving him vulnerable. In that moment of hesitation, one of the workers took advantage and shot Mishanth in the leg. As the workers quickly surrounded both Mishanth and Neha, the situation grew more tense. Neha, realizing the danger, surrendered, hoping to avoid further bloodshed.

Just as the workers were about to overpower them, a smoke bomb was suddenly thrown into the area, enveloping the space in thick smoke. Amid the confusion, Rithish appeared, his movements swift and calculated. Without a moment's hesitation, he neutralized the workers one by one, clearing the space around Mishanth and Neha.

Once the last of the workers had fallen, Mishanth, though in pain, managed to look up at Rithish and muttered, "Thanks, Rithish." Neha, who had been shaken but relieved, echoed his sentiment with a soft, "Thank you."

However, Rithish didn't acknowledge their gratitude. His face remained stoic as he turned away and made his way to the control room. He climbed up towards the control room harbour with a purpose, his mind clearly focused on the task at hand. The sound of his footsteps echoed in the hallway as he ascended, leaving Mishanth and Neha in stunned silence, wondering what Rithish's next move would be.

Neha said to Mishanth, "Who is he, and why is he behaving like a monkey?"

Mishanth struggled to stand properly, as the pain in his leg was unbearable due to the bullet wound he had sustained. His leg throbbed with every small movement, making it impossible for him to support his weight. Seeing his condition, Neha quickly stepped in to help. She placed his arm over her shoulder and began to guide him slowly toward the control room.

Every step was a challenge, with Mishanth wincing in pain and leaning heavily on Neha for support. Neha, though visibly tired and shaken from the earlier events, remained determined to get him to safety. She whispered words of encouragement to him as they moved, urging him to keep going despite the agony. Together, they made their way, step by step, toward the control room, with Neha shouldering most of the burden to ensure Mishanth didn't fall.

Rahul and Kamallesh cautiously entered the control room, their steps faltering as the grim scene unfolded before them. The room was eerily silent, save for the faint creak of the ship and the distant hum of machinery. Everywhere they looked, there were lifeless bodies sprawled across the floor, the aftermath of a brutal confrontation. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood, and the once-organized control room now resembled a battlefield.

As their eyes scanned the area, they noticed the stairs leading upward, and at the top, Charu was crouched, methodically loading a magazine for her gun. Her face was calm but determined, and it was clear she was ready for another fight. However, her focus shifted the moment she spotted Rahul and Kamallesh at the entrance. Without hesitation, she grabbed a knife and began descending the stairs swiftly, her movements precise and threatening.

Just as the tension in the room reached its peak, a sudden crash shattered the thick glass window on the side of the control room. Rithish burst through, his dramatic entrance catching everyone off guard. Without wasting a moment, Rithish charged forward and tackled Charu, his strength overwhelming her. In one swift move, he pushed her out of the control room entirely.

Charu's scream echoed as she plummeted from the height of the control room, crashing onto the deck of a nearby ship below. Her fall was brutal, her body slamming against the ship's handle before hitting the ground. Blood began to pool rapidly around her head, creating a crimson lake beneath her. Her head throbbed in pain, her vision blurring as the world around her seemed to spin. Despite her injuries, her fingers twitched weakly, a sign that she was still alive, though barely.

Meanwhile, Rithish stood in the shattered frame of the window, his gaze cold and unreadable, as Rahul and Kamallesh stared at him in stunned silence, trying to process what had just unfolded.

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Rahul and Rithish entered Arjunan's room, where they found him sitting calmly, as if nothing unusual had happened. The tension in the air was palpable as Rithish stepped forward, his voice filled with a mix of bitterness and cold determination. He looked straight into Arjunan's eyes and said, "I warned you, Arjunan. I told you not to let me live. I told you that sparing my life would be the biggest mistake you'd ever make. And now, here we are. You'll soon come to realize why I said what I said, and you'll regret that moment when you chose mercy over finality. This is the beginning of the consequences you'll have to face.

Rahul asked Arjunan, "Why did you kill my brother Hari?"

Arjunan replied, "Your brother Hari disturbed the monster in the well while it was sleeping. So, Hari was killed by Lakshmanan.

Rithish turned to Rahul with a mix of frustration and determination in his voice, saying, "Bro, Arjunan has played the role of a villain in our lives. He's been the cause of so much pain and suffering for both of us. You are the only one I trust to put an end to his treachery. Can you take this into your hands and finish him once and for all?"

Rahul, hearing Rithish's plea and recalling the betrayals and harm caused by Arjunan, felt a surge of anger. With a grim expression, he clenched his fists and nodded silently, walking steadily toward Arjunan with an unyielding resolve to confront him. The air grew tense as the weight of the moment settled over them, and Arjunan turned to see Rahul approaching, his intent clear in his eyes.

As the tension hung heavy in the air, a sudden voice broke the silence, deep and authoritative. "Don't kill Arjunan," it said, sending a shiver through the group. Everyone turned toward the source of the voice, and out of the shadows emerged Mishanth. His eyes were intense, scanning the scene before him. He quickly closed the distance between himself and Arjunan, his gaze locking on him as he spoke, his voice filled with urgency. "I need to ask you something. Why did you kill Doctor Yogit? And where is Rithish?"

Rithish, unable to hold back any longer, stepped forward, his face filled with a mix of frustration and clarity. "Bro, I'm Rithish," he said, his voice calm yet tinged with emotion. "Yogit helped me when I was in need, but Arjunan - he's the one who killed him! He's the villain in all of this."

Mishanth's eyes widened in confusion and disbelief. His mind raced, trying to process the situation unfolding before him. He had come looking for answers, but this new revelation about Rithish, the murder of Yogit, and Arjunan's involvement left him stunned. The web of lies and betrayal was tangled in a way that Mishanth couldn't yet understand. He stepped back slightly, trying to make sense of everything.

"Wait," Mishanth muttered, struggling to find clarity. "This... this doesn't make sense. Why would Arjunan kill Yogit? What's the real story here?" His confusion was evident in his voice, and he could hardly comprehend the magnitude of the betrayal now unfolding before him.

Rahul approached Rithish and asked him for a knife, which Rithish reluctantly handed over. But instead of handing it over gently, Rithish threw the knife towards Rahul, who managed to catch it effortlessly. With a cold, calculated motion, Rahul then turned and used the knife to strike down Arjunan, just as Arjunan had once killed Hari. The room fell silent after Arjunan collapsed. His lifeless body sent a ripple of shock through everyone present. Following the brutal act, Rithish, in a fit of fury, hanged Arjunan's severed head on the king's throne, a dark tribute to the violent act that had just unfolded.

The mood grew more sinister as a ship, known as the Darklet, approached. The ship's crew, without remorse, took Arjunan's body and threw it overboard into the vast, cold sea, where the waves would carry it away to an unknown fate. The scene was a grim reminder of the vicious cycle of violence, betrayal, and retribution that had unfolded among them. The weight of the actions, however, seemed to have set in motion a series of consequences that none could predict.

After everyone came together and became friends, they exchanged their mobile numbers and Instagram IDs, building a sense of unity and trust. They each returned to their work, feeling more connected and empowered.

Later, Rithish, with the help of the evidence he had gathered, approached the press and journalists to expose the illegal network that had been operating under the mafia's influence. He shared detailed proof of their activities, which sent shockwaves through the media and law enforcement agencies.

His relentless pursuit of justice did not go unnoticed. For his bravery and determination, Rithish was awarded a prestigious honor for his role in dismantling the dangerous criminal network. In his acceptance speech, he expressed deep gratitude, saying:

"This award is not just for me; it's for all those who stood by me, believed in the cause, and fought to make our society safer. The journey was long and challenging, but it was worth every moment. I dedicate this achievement to the people who stand against corruption and injustice every day. This victory is a reminder that when we come together, we can overcome even the most powerful forces. We are stronger than we think, and we must continue to stand up for what is right."

Rithish's words inspired many others to take action, proving that one person's courage could make a profound difference in the fight against crime and corruption.

Rahul went to his house, and everyone in Rahul's family asked him, "Where did you go?"

Rahul replied, "I went to clean the dust of our India."

Then every family member looked at him, surprised, and spoke.

Mishanth, Neha, and Kamallesh arrived at Japan's Cabinet Intelligence and Research Office (CIRO), a hub of strategic decision-making and intelligence coordination. Upon their arrival, they were greeted by Jong-Kim, the astute and enigmatic head of Japan's RAW agency. Known for his sharp intuition and no-nonsense demeanor, Jong-Kim wasted no time and immediately addressed Mishanth with a probing question:

"What is the current status of King Darklet?"

Mishanth, maintaining a calm yet resolute demeanor, responded thoughtfully, "We have recently executed a critical operation to dismantle and demonize the fortifications of King Darklet. This strategic move has left him vulnerable and without the stronghold he once relied upon. As a result, we anticipate that he will be forced to emerge from hiding very soon, providing us with the opportunity to confront him directly."

The atmosphere in the room grew tense as everyone grasped the gravity of the situation.

AFTER 10 DAYS:

Rahul received a mysterious hard disk, and upon inspecting its contents, he discovered a video clip. Intrigued, he played the video, which began with a dramatic scene of a helicopter descending onto the deck of a massive ship. The helicopter's doors opened, and a man, exuding an aura of power and menace, stepped out with deliberate confidence. The camera zoomed in on his face as he turned to look directly into the lens. His voice was cold and authoritative as he declared, "Rahul, I am King Darklet. You may not fully understand the gravity of your actions, but let me make it clear: you have destroyed one of my most significant enterprises. While I have no emotional attachment to the business itself, the real issue lies in the fact that you dared to insult my pride and challenge my authority. For that, there will be no forgiveness. Mark my words, I will not rest until I eliminate every single member of your gang who had a hand in this affront. Prepare yourself for what's to come, because this is far from over."