Durgo Rawhoshyo (দুর্গ রহস্য)

Have you really solved the mystery?

Not entirely.

But I'm close.

Why?

Do you want a share?

- No! - Then?

I'm just a private tutor.

Besides, I don't want the treasure.

You don't look like a saint, kid.

Not at all, Professor.

- I'm a man of worldly pleasures. - I see.

But...

that treasure is cursed.

Alivardi Khan, Raja Jankiram...

And wealth looted over decades.

Millions of farmers, labourers, the poor...

- Their blood and sweat-- - Stop!

Are you a Naxalite?

I'm an ordinary man.

Don't slit my throat!

I'm not defending capitalism.

I'm not into politics either. Don't even understand it.

But are you saying...

you have to be a Naxalite to care about the common people?

Can't you do good without taking sides?

True.

Very true.

Anyway.

Get going now.

- I have a lot of work. - Okay, okay.

- And please take this. - Sure.

See you.

- Professor. - Yes?

Don't know I should say it...

Go ahead.

- Bongshidhar... - Hmm?

Bongshidhar is...

He's not a nice guy.

Beware of him.

He came to meet me.

Threatened me.

What? What did you tell him?

Me?

What could I say?

I said...

Your threats...

...won't work, Bongshidhar.

If I can keep your misdeeds a secret...

I can send you to jail too.

If you step on the snake...

it'll bite you.

Fine.

We'll see who gets bitten.

It's a huge fort, you know.

If I get bitten before I find the treasure...

you stand to lose.

Gosh!

Please tell Master Ramkishore.

No.

Don't worry about Bongshidhar.

I know how to use the flute to play the tune I want.

- Clear out! - Stop! Stop the music!

Stop this rubbish!

Damn it!

I said stop!

Stop the music!

What the hell are you doing?

There are red flags everywhere!

In the fields, in the forest, everywhere!

What nonsense!

It's our flag.

We will not give up our home.

It's our land. Our forest.

- Ours-- - Shut up!

Bloody hell!

The rebellion is spreading like a disease from North Bengal.

And you've caught the bug too.

Want a revolution, huh?

You bloody bastards! Bunch of brutes!

Hey! Set it all on fire.

Rascals!

Don't expect the Titumirs and Birsa Mundas of the world

to fight with bow and arrow forever.

It's time for the Naxalbari Movement.

Try to save your own home.

It's a warning.

Got it?

- Hey! Let's move. - Come on.

THE MYSTERIOUS FORTRESS

ULTA RATH

- Bye. - Hey, come back.

Mr. Pandey had called.

- Purandar Pandey? - Hmm.

What did he say?

We have a new case.

Should we pack woollens?

Will you really come along?

It'll be difficult for you.

Wouldn't it be better at your parents'?

What?

Who is my husband?

Byomkesh Bakshi. I am Byomkesh Bakshi's wife.

Good grief!

Maybe I can't catch criminals but I've got spark.

True. You're no ordinary woman.

- Not one to follow the norm. - Hmm.

Very well.

Where are we going?

Santhal Pargana like in Ajit's novel "Chitrochor".

A mysterious death.

Humph!

I put the woollens in the sun for nothing.

We won't need them.

- Can't be helped. - Get our suitcase--

Suitcase?

Where are the lovebirds going?

- Second honeymoon? - Huh!

As if.

Honeymoon, my foot!

- Going to meet a client. - Client?

New case?

Did I lose my job?

Did Irene Adler replace Watson?

Stop talking rubbish and get ready, Ajit.

Time for another adventure.

- All hail, Comrade. - Don't say all that.

- Might get arrested. - Huh!

Then you'll be worked to death or get tortured.

Well...

if you break the law and harm innocent people

the police will do their job.

Everyone is a truth-seeker, Ajit.

But our truths are different.

Police, CPM, Naxalites...

Me, you, Satyabati, Putiram...

Everyone.

Those who toil to provide our food...

Even them.

We can't put up at your place, Mr. Pandey.

It'll be a hassle for your wife.

What about your wife?

Her condition is critical.

I won't let you stay anywhere else.

Think of it this way.

A holiday adventure for you and home-like care for your wife.

Very well. Let's come to the case.

The postmortem reported cobra poison.

Why do you doubt it?

Something is very wrong, Byomkesh.

If it was only a snake bite...

what caused the head injury?

Maybe he lost consciousness from the snake bite and fell.

But where did the snake come from?

- I've done my research-- - Just a minute.

You said Ramkishore's daughter died from snake bite too.

She was at a picnic in the forest.

Plenty of snakes there.

But inside a well-kempt fort?

And with no rats or frogs around.

You mean, the snake was planted there?

One more thing.

We found a gold coin in his pocket. Where did those come from?

Maybe it was his.

No.

Given his background...

It's impossible.

There's more.

Do tell.

Something is fishy about this family.

Why?

Ramkishore...

Suddenly came to this remote village.

Bought the fort.

Got it repaired and settled here. Why?

Seems suspicious.

His elder son, Bongshidhar.

Heard he's a tyrannical feudal lord.

His misdeeds include...

...kidnappings and murders too.

And...

- After his wife's accidental death-- - Accidental?

- Snake bite? - No, no.

She jumped off a cliff.

But rumour has it that she was pushed.

Goodness!

What else?

His second son, Muralidhar.

He's something!

Women, drugs... Stops at nothing.

Has an assistant too. Ganapat.

Wonderful family!

- There's more. - Go on.

Haripriya.

She died from snake bite.

Heard she was a quarrelsome woman.

The jealous kind.

No sane family member?

There is.

Monilal.

Ramkishore's son-in-law and Haripriya's husband.