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What are the charges?

I'm going, I'm going!

You can't arrest a journalist.

What the hell are you doing?

-Hello. -Is this Farzana Rini?

Can you hear me?

Reza has sent a message for you.

"Be careful next time".

Stop talking on the phone. Hang up!

-Into the car, come on. -F**k!

How could you be so careless, Mr. Reza?

Killed her with your own gun?

Didn't even get rid of the body.

Thought someone would clean up after you?

I'll call the force in half an hour.

Till then... Your phone, please.

Please.

Let me get started then.

Why did you kill her?

Confess on camera.

What evidence do you have for tomorrow's court hearing?

Mr. Reza.

No use plotting now.

She came here with you.

You took her to your room, right?

As soon as you left

she was found dead with your gun next to her body.

I've checked. It's licensed under your name.

What do you have to say, Mr. Lawyer?

You calling me a murderer, Altaf?

What do you think, Rakib?

In your words...

circumstantial evidence is against you, right?

Hmm?

Sad.

Really very sad.

Natasha was a nice girl.

Gone too soon.

This is really very sad.

I have a question for you all.

Who was the first one to enter this room?

I'm sure

Natasha's corpse didn't tell you

about the murder.

Who came here first?

Was it you, Altaf?

Was it you, Rakib?

Or was it you?

What's your name again?

-Rini. -Right.

-Not supposed to forget so soon. -Hmm.

Who entered the room first?

Yes, right.

I'd left but returned immediately for something.

And that's when I saw Madam Journalist, Rini, in the corridor.

What was she doing there?

Trying to escape now that you're trapped, Mr. Reza?

Trap?

Oh!

This is the most important point, Altaf.

I know she doesn't like me.

She wants to harm me because she has a grudge against me.

Fine. Go ahead.

But you killed an innocent girl only to frame me?

My point is, what are you doing on 16.5?

When and why did you come here?

NEWS

Have you been here before?

What do you think?

Special guest.

Special dress.

You're looking so pretty.

You look rough and tough while reporting.

When am I getting the story?

Most probably tomorrow morning.

Hmm.

I've to get going.

Your room has been booked.

By the way...

May I know who your guest is?

You still like drama, huh, Rakib?

At least give me a hint on the story.

And what about me?

What can I say?

Tomorrow is a vital day.

Hope you understand that.

You're a special correspondent now.

If all goes according to plan

you'll be the head correspondent of the new channel.

Hmm.

Great, right?

How much do you hate Ashfaq Reza?

They'll let you know when your room is ready.

Thanks.

Hey!

How many years has it been?

-Three years? -Hmm?

Three years?

Three years, five months and thirteen days.

I remember out of habit, Altaf. Don't get the wrong idea.

So, comrade...

You're in the bourgeois system now.

How much could you change?

Just as much as you did, comrade police officer.

Why did you call me to an upmarket place like this?

I'm here for some work.

Thought of catching up with you while I wait.

What work?

Let it be.

How are you?

I missed us.

A death toll of 327 workers

and over 700 people seriously injured.

Who will take responsibility?

Tomorrow's court hearing

raises this question again.

The condition of the affected workers...

Ashfaq Reza.

You had to come here too?

We have with us in the studio

Empire Shoe Factory's advocate, barrister Tariqul Islam.

What would like to say about this, sir?

The engineer messed up the measurements.

Not enough depth.

Messed up the beams, columns, everything.

Weren't you in charge of the case?

What happened exactly?

Ashfaq Reza f**ked me over.

Isn't she cute?

Do you know her?

No?

-Yes. But nothing happened. -F**k you!

I don't trust you.

Let's go.

-One sec. -Hmm.

Why did you leave me?

Why?

-Hello. - Room 1651.