Just as Shivam was about to redirect his attention to the three searching houseflies, Bhukari's words caught his ears, sending a shock through him.
In that moment, he realized the true meaning behind the term "big package," and it struck him with a sense of dread.
Bhukari's words struck Shivam with shock as he realized the horrifying truth: human trafficking was taking place in the villa.
Concern flooded him for the safety of the girls, but he found solace in the fact that their classmates knew they had followed Alam and Naik.
This knowledge would likely deter the police from investigating Alam and Naik, which would lead to this villa immediately.
However, Shivam remained vigilant, knowing that Bhukari likely had a plan to transport the girls safely inside the villa without alerting the police, but that day wasn't today as per his assumptions, as these girls had followed Alam and Naik here today, so they are safe for now.
Shivam was taken aback to learn that the conversation wasn't about drugs or contraband but rather about human trafficking.
The realization hit him hard; he hadn't anticipated that these individuals were part of a human trafficking operation, especially one targeting girls from the city.
It was a grim revelation that filled him with both anger and determination to stop them at any cost.
Shivam was puzzled by the absence of any abnormality in the villa, according to the human terror detector.
There were no clusters of blue dots on the graph indicating a group of girls present.
This discovery raised doubts in Shivam's mind. Had Bhukari hidden the girls elsewhere in the forest?
It was a question that lingered, leaving Shivam unsure and increasingly suspicious of Bhukari's activities.
Bukhari's words echoed through the room, his tone carrying a chilling indifference as he evaluated the girls as though they were mere commodities.
His sinister smile hinted at darker intentions lurking beneath his seemingly benign facade.
The members surrounding him nodded in agreement, their compliance underscoring the pervasive corruption within the villa's walls.
Each nod seemed to confirm the girls' fates as nothing more than assets to be traded and exploited in the criminal underworld.
Bhukari's voice cut through the air with a cold command, his words leaving no room for disobedience.
"Go according to the plan," he ordered, his tone unwavering and authoritative.
"And there is no seal to be touched."
His emphasis on the seal hinted at its importance as a crucial element in whatever sinister scheme was unfolding.
"I have checked the quality of the product," Bhukari declared, his focus unwavering.
"And the quality of the product is our top priority."
With those final words, the members around him snapped at the perverted thought they had, their obedience emphasizing the ruthlessness of their operation.
"Alert Alam and Naik," Bhukari commanded sharply, his voice slicing through the tense atmosphere.
"Tell them not to touch the seal.
The quality of the product matters the most."
His words carried weight, emphasizing the importance of maintaining the integrity of whatever lay behind that seal.
With a nod of understanding, his associates swiftly relayed the message, ensuring that Bhukari's instructions were followed to the letter.
Hearing Bhukari's callous remarks about the girls' purity, Shivam's blood boiled with anger.
However, he knew that acting out in rage without power would be futile.
With a deep breath, he forced himself to regain composure, channeling his emotions into a steely resolve to find a way to intervene and protect the girls from such exploitation.
This was the first time he'd heard of or witnessed such a truth personally.
He was repulsed by the people who saw the girls as simply commodities to be traded for cash, considering them to be actual devils devoid of humanity disguised in human skin.
As Bhukhari uttered those words, his gaze lingered on the unsuspecting girls, his eyes filled with malicious intent.
Oblivious to the hidden surveillance cameras trained on them, the girls laughed and admired the opulent surroundings of the villa, unaware of the sinister plans being made for them by the human trafficking ring.
All the members, including Bhukari, were staring at the girls with sinister intentions.
On the screen, neither of the two couples engaged in intercourse, but the girls were forced to undress, their vulnerability exposed for Bukhari and his associates to witness.
Witnessing this,
Shivam,felt a strong urge to immediately call the police and intervene, but he hesitated, uncertain of the outcome.
Shivam feared that even if he alerted the authorities, these criminals might have influential connections that could thwart any investigation.
Reluctantly, he restrained himself, knowing that his involvement could lead to dire consequences without guaranteeing justice for the girls.
Just as Bukhari continued to watch the surveillance CCTV feed on the screen, he received a call, which he attentively answered.
"You're bringing the premium carriers so early? Nice," he stated into the phone.
Shivam strained to hear the conversation on the other end of the call, but he couldn't make out the words.
However, the mention of "premium carriers" piqued his interest, as he recalled hearing Bukhari use that term before.
As Bukhari and his members left the room and headed back to the entrance of the villa, Shivam's curiosity deepened.
Observing the reaction of Bukhari and his associates, Shivam sensed that something significant was about to happen.
He quickly realized that it must be related to the mention of the "premium carrier" on the phone call.
Aware of his vulnerable position in the forest, Shivam swiftly sought out a secure hiding spot to avoid detection by whatever was arriving.
Once concealed, he resumed his surveillance of the villa, eager to unravel the unfolding events.
Upon returning to the outer hall, Bhukari immediately directed one of his associates to discreetly transfer the new package—presumably the girls under Alam and Naik's care—to the theater.
It was clear that Bhukari intended to keep them away from whatever was about to arrive at the villa.
Shivam's instincts told him that this "premium package" was likely something highly illegal, potentially incriminating evidence against them.
The sudden roar of approaching vehicles caught Shivam's attention, and as he peered through the dense foliage, he saw two large trucks rumbling towards the villa.
The trucks came to a halt near the entrance of the villa, their engines grumbling to silence as they entered the villa through the gate.
Upon arrival, two men emerged from the trucks, their criminal status marked with three stars, indicating a significant threat.
Meanwhile, the drivers, with no criminal records, obediently opened the doors of the trucks as instructed.
From within the trucks emerged a group of 100 men, all hailing from the southern region.
With dark complexions and sturdy builds, they appeared to be in good health.
Despite their arrival in trucks, they were not bound or restrained in any way, suggesting that they were not being held against their will.
Under the watchful eye of the security personnel, they were escorted into the villa.
Shivam observed the men emerging from the trucks with a sense of perplexity.
Despite their apparent freedom of movement, there was an underlying unease visible on their faces.
This detail did not escape Shivam's keen eye.
Remaining vigilant, Shivam continued to monitor the activities within the villa, determined to uncover the truth behind the unusual events unfolding before him.
Shivam watched as the group of people, escorted by cautious security members, was ushered into a hidden room revealed by Bhukari's discreet activation of a button on the wall.
The seamless execution of this covert maneuver left Shivam in awe, reminiscent of scenes from a suspenseful movie.
As he observed this unfolding spectacle, Shivam couldn't help but marvel at the intricacies of the villa's concealed architecture.
It was becoming increasingly apparent to him that the villa harbored numerous hidden spaces, shrouded in secrecy and purposefully designed to evade detection.
The spacious room was shrouded in secrecy, with numerous curtains veiling its inner sanctum.
Upon entering, Bhukari directed his attention to a person already present within.
"Rukhaa, is everything ready?" Bhukari inquired.
"Yes, brother, everything is prepared and can be transferred," Rukhaa confirmed, his demeanor poised and confident.
Shivam observed the scene unfold with a sense of dread.
The South members who had been escorted into the room appeared visibly fearful, yet they remained silent, as if cowed into submission by the ominous atmosphere.
His eyes narrowed as he focused on the contents of the room.
Large ice containers held several small blue crystal packets, meticulously arranged within.
On the other side of the curtains, figures busied themselves with the task of packing these packets into uniform quantities, their movements precise and methodical.
Bhukari's authoritative voice cut through the air, commanding the start of the process with a sense of urgency.
"Start the process.
We only have today for this."
Bhukari's voice echoed in the room, carrying a tone of insistence.
"Don't waste time. Make it fast.
The pickup will be scheduled according to the completion of the process."
With a chilling nonchalance, Bhukari exited the room, leaving behind a scene of dread and compliance.
The people, gripped by fear and lacking any semblance of resistance, resigned themselves to their fate.
Shivam watched in horror as the gruesome process unfolded before his eyes.
The men, subdued and coerced, were subjected to brutal incisions to insert the packets of drugs into their bodies.
These were not ordinary contraband; they were high-value narcotics destined for export to various corners of the world.
The realization hit Shivam like a freight train.
There wasn't just human trafficking; it was a sophisticated operation to smuggle drugs using unsuspecting victims as carriers.
As the room filled with the agonized cries of those being mutilated,.
The agony and suffering endured by those unfortunate souls in that room was beyond comprehension.
Each individual, one after another, was subjected to having their organs filled with a single bag of drug that shook Shivam to his core.
As Ruskaa meticulously made incisions around the victims' abdomens, Shivam watched in horror as the bags of blue crystal-powdered drugs were inserted into their bodies, one after another.
The drugs, of unknown origin and purpose, were destined to be smuggled into various countries.
With precise skill, Ruskaa administered injections and sealed the wounds with meticulous care, leaving no trace of the gruesome procedure behind.
Each victim bore the burden of these illicit substances within them, unwitting carriers in a sinister global operation.
As one of the victims panicked and expressed a desire to leave, Ruskaa's response was indifferent.
He instructed a security officer to release the victim, displaying a nonchalant attitude towards the task at hand.
It was as if delivering the parcels held little significance to him, and he showed no concern for the victim's distress.
The victims, upon hearing this glimmer of hope, were on the verge of relief.
However, their hopes were brutally shattered when one of the security officers, without warning, drew his revolver and shot the hopeful victim in the head, extinguishing any chance of escape.
The grim reality of their situation sank in as those who had dared to hope met a tragic end, leaving the others in shock and despair.
As Shivam observed the unfolding tragedy through the eyes of his flies, he sensed the overwhelming despair radiating from each victim in that room.
They knew that resistance was futile and their chances of survival were slim.
The fear in their eyes mirrored their understanding that compliance was their only option, as they grappled with the grim realization that their families could be targeted if they dared to defy their captors, as that's why they were obedient till now, as Shivam remained unaware of this truth.