The Helicopter Arrives:
The helicopter-
had arrived.
At the same time-
the police had surrounded
the college from outside.
The helicopter landed
on the terrace.
Inside-
there were only three people:
The pilot...
and the three men
Fakir Khan had been waiting for.
"Captain Arif-"
Fakir Khan ordered,
"Take some men with you-
and bring our people here quickly."
"I can't wait
to meet my brother."
Then he added-
"And someone go-
bring Akram and Sajid."
R.V. stepped forward-
"I'll go, sir."
Fakir Khan stopped him.
"No. Not you."
"Someone else go."
"And you-"
He pointed at R.V.
"Arrange food and drinks
for our guests."
"My brother-
Mh. Usman Khan..."
"And our special men-
Shakir and Husen."
"There must be alcohol
in the boys' hostel."
"Bring it."
Meanwhile-
the men came down from the terrace.
But something was wrong.
The money-
had not arrived yet.
"Fakir sir..."
Captain Arif said,
"There's no money
in the helicopter."
Fakir Khan's expression darkened.
He called the DIG again.
"I asked for money-
a helicopter-
and my men."
"Where is the money?"
The DIG replied-
"First release the C.M.
and half of the students."
"Only then you'll get the money."
But-
there was one problem.
Even Fakir Khan
didn't know-
Where the Chief Minister was.
"No deal,"
Fakir Khan snapped.
"Send the money now-
or be ready to collect dead bodies."
.... Call cut....
The Drunken Trap:
Meanwhile-
R.V. reached the boys' hostel.
He arranged alcohol-
and returned.
One by one-
he made the terrorists drink.
He kept pouring...
Until most of them-
were completely drunk.
But not all.
Some-
were still alert.
Suddenly-
a man rushed in.
"Khan sir-"
"Akram and Sajid..."
"They're dead."
"Killed brutally."
Silence.
Shock.
Then-
Fakir Khan's eyes
locked onto R.V.
"You took them
to the washroom..."
"Remove your mask."
Usman Khan stepped forward-
trying to pull it off.
But at that exact moment-
a phone rang.
The jammer was off.
Fakir Khan answered.
A voice came-
disguised.
It was Vivan.
"F.K..."
"No need to kill anyone now."
"We're waiting on the terrace-
with the helicopter
and the 500 crores."
"Take the money-
and let everyone go."
Fakir Khan smiled.
"We're coming."
He turned to his men-
"Some of you come with me."
"The rest-stay here."
"Captain Arif..."
"And Abrar-"
"You both stay."
"Remove his mask."
"If he's a traitor-
bring him to me."
"My brother..."
"will give him
a terrifying death."
"And kill everyone here."
"Not a single person
should survive."
Captain Arif nodded-
"Inshallah..."
Fakir Khan looked at Abrar-
"The most important task
is yours."
"Without it-
our mission is incomplete."
"Allah will reward you."
With that-
they rushed to the terrace.
But-
no one was there.
The Reveal:
Back in the hall-
R.V.'s mask-
was removed.
Captain Arif raised his gun-
about to shoot-
But-
GUNFIRE!
From behind-
Vishal and Vivan attacked.
Bullets rained.
Within seconds-
all terrorists there-
were dead.
Except one.
"Abrar".
Barely alive.
R.V. rushed to him-
"What task did Fakir Khan give you?"
Abrar-
half-conscious-
couldn't lie.
"There's... a bomb..."
"In the college..."
"It will explode...
in 40 minutes..."
Before R.V. could ask-
where-
Abrar died.
Time was running out.
The Final Confrontation:
R.V. rushed to the terrace.
And what he saw-
froze him.
His body-
shook.
Because-
Fakir Khan-
had captured everyone.
The Chief Minister.
His friends.
And-
Anaya.
A gun-
pointed at her head.
Fakir Khan laughed.
"You think only you
can play smart?"
"When you took Akram and Sajid..."
"Abrar fell near the tunnel."
"He followed it-"
"And found your friends."
"You called us here-"
"But by then..."
"My men had already
brought them to me."
R.V.'s fists clenched.
He stepped forward-
and challenged-
"Shakir... Husen..."
"If you have courage-
fight me."
"Why show bravery
on girls?"
Shakir attacked first.
He grabbed R.V.-
and slammed him
into the wall.
Before R.V. could recover-
Shakir lifted him
by the neck.
R.V. struggled to breathe.
Then-
with all his strength-
He kicked Shakir
in the face.
Breaking free.
What followed-
was a brutal fight.
Long.
Bloody.
Relentless.
In the end-
R.V. killed Shakir.
Then-
Husen.
But not without cost.
R.V. was badly injured.
Bleeding.
Weak.
Now-
only two remained.
Fakir Khan.
And-
Usman Khan.
Fakir Khan-
completely furious-
raised his gun.
Aimed-
at R.V.'s friends.
His finger-
on the trigger.
But the gun-
was pointed at Anaya.
One move-
and everything could end.
⏳ 28 minutes left...
Will R.V. lose Anaya?
Will the police arrive in time?
Where is the bomb hidden?
And the biggest question-
Is R.V. really
just a normal student...
Or something far more dangerous?
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