Who kidnapped the builder's son Bittu?

- Crimewatch-Mahesh Yagnik

- What work should the enemies do to inform us of our weakness? Only a few of the contractors at the party today are your true friends. All in all nothing is your wish

The arrival of guests for Bittu's birthday party started at 8 pm, but the baby party was frozen at 6 pm. Bittu is the son of one of the famous builders of the city, Madan Bothra. This Putraratna was born after eight years of marriage to Madan Bothra. In previous years, her birthday celebrations were limited to the family. This year, Bittu was entering his eighth year after completing seven years. In addition to his bungalow in the plot of two thousand times in Shilj, he also had the plot of Jode, so he invited his friends and loved ones from his heart.

'Don't show your love for Bittu in public.' After all the guests left, Sridevi explained to her husband. 'You're even smarter than me, so why make such a mistake?' He added seriously. 'Bittu is your weakness and why do you report your weakness to the whole world?' Her voice mingled with anxiety. 'Do you have fewer enemies in society and in business? Is there any benefit in publicly declaring that your son Bittu is your weakness? Do you know that our weakness is not reported to the world? Should enemies be made aware of our weakness? Some of the contractors at the party today are your true friends. All in all nothing is your wish. You have many enemies in Dhadha. Those people are waiting for an opportunity! '

'Don't worry.' Madan arrested his wife. ‘We don’t live in the jungle. The bungalow has 24-hour security, so go to sleep without embarrassment. '

Four days later, Sridevi's fears came true. The driver used to go in the morning to drop Bittu off at school and come home in a van with other children when school leaves at 12 o'clock. If he had to go to Gandhinagar or if there was an emergency at the construction site, Madan would leave early, the rest would go to the office at one o'clock every day.

At half past twelve, Madan got up from the ground and his mobile phone rang. There was an unknown number on the screen. 'Madan Bothra! Listen without saying anything in between. ' Commanded a sharp voice that would scatter the listener. 'Your darling son is in my possession. If I foolishly inform the police, I will get my son's pieces. Keep four crores ready. I'll call in two hours. '

Putting the mobile aside, Madan stumbled on the sofa. Sridevi ran to her. Pella's harsh voice was still echoing in her ears so Madan was sitting holding her head between her hands. 'what happened? Whose phone was it? ' Sridevi asked, shaking her husband in panic.

Madan recovered by controlling the quality. Today's phone call was to come in two hours. The person who did not inform the police has to be threatened on the basis of personal relationship. He picked up the mobile. ACP of Crime Branch When Gohil bought a flat in his scheme, he did not ask for it, but gave a reasonable discount. He also gave a reasonable price to his three relatives in the same flat.

'Gohilsaheb, there is an emergency. Can we talk? ' Madan's voice was trembling.

'Don't worry. I am sitting down to eat. Call me in eight or ten minutes. ' With that, Gohil hung up the phone.

Realizing that Sridevi was staring at him with embarrassment, Madan explained it. 'Bittu has been picked up by a scoundrel, he wants four crores, but don't worry. Gohilsaheb will call now. Then we will do as he says. '

Sitting down, Sridevi grabbed Madan's legs. Wet eyes. "Give me as much money as the monster wants, but my bittu shouldn't have a single bruise."

'Speak Madanlal, what is the problem?' Eight minutes later, Gohil's warm voice was heard and Madan came alive. "I have one son, Bittu, eight years old ..." Madan added in a low voice, talking about the threat received on the phone. "I am ready to pay Rs 5 crore for what he wants, but bring my son back anyway."

Gohil asked for details like name and address of the school, time of departure etc. He also recorded the number from which the call came. 'Madanlal, B. Frank. Have you had a feud with someone recently? Has anyone threatened to take revenge on you? ' Gohil's brain was thinking in many directions simultaneously. 'For a son of an eighty crore Assamese like you, the demand for an odd amount like four crores seems a bit strange. There is something wrong. ' Gohil explained by asking so many questions. 'The man has refused to go to the police so he does not come to your bungalow in person.

If the man is clever, his men will be arranged around your bungalow. The man should not do anything to provoke and hurt his son. Two selections from my team will go to work. Until then, I will also get the address of that mobile number. ' Frustration was added to his voice. "Of course, if the man was crazy, he would have started the game after taking a dozen SIM cards in the wrong name."

Madan was listening quietly. He didn't answer so Gohil said. 'You recall the memory until I make all these adjustments. Tussled with someone in the last couple of months? Remember to call after fifteen minutes. '

'G..G ..' Madan called. The throat felt sore. He took a glass from Tipoi and drank water. Sridevi was crying.

After thinking for ten minutes, Madan connected the phone. 'Mr. Gohil, I remembered everything. I will tell you one name after another .. '

'very good. You will subtract from this and focus on what will be the last. Hasn't another phone arrived yet? ' Gohil added, noticing the sound of Sridevi crying in the background. 'Explain to Mrs. not to worry about her son. There is a bearer check of Rs 4 crore, so the man will keep it.

'The phone didn't ring.' Madan's voice was soft even after Gohil's arrest. 'A man embezzled from the office last month. When I fired him, he said, 'I'll see you.'

'How much? Where is the man Where do you live

'Nagi hid forty thousand. I have been there for twenty years. Fifty-year-old Nagin lives in Pol and comes to the office on a bicycle. '

'That man can't do such a thing.' Based on the experience, Gohil immediately gave a verdict. 'Next?'

A month and a half ago, a government corporation's bus collided with Shamjibhai, a Jayambe builder, during a tender to build ten quarters. He told me to hold a tender together and share the profits. In overconfidence, I refused, so I was irritated. Also threatened. I filled the tender in my own way and in his own way .... '

'Who got the job?' Gohil asked in between.

Shamjibhai's luck in the project was strong. He won the lottery. ' Madan replied that immediately Gohil said. 'Let's kill Shamjibhai's name too. If he refuses, he will not be able to do so. '

Remembering, Madan spoke further. ‘There was a mocha plot behind the club on the SG Highway. Like me, Babu Builder had his eye on the plot. By negotiating with the owner of the plot, Babu had almost finalized the deal for Rs 17 crore. Madan's voice mingled with guilt. 'Babu was involved in the arrangement of seventeen crores, at the same time I got the news that another big plot adjacent to that plot is intended to be bought by a big builder in Mumbai. I rushed with cash and checks to take advantage of the opportunity. I bought the plot by giving 18 crores before Babu gives 17 crores.

The Mumbai resident needed more space, so ten days later I sold the plot for Rs 21 crore. In ten days I got a profit of Rs 3 crore in cash, but because of that Babu must have been mad at me. He did not quarrel or threaten. Even though I came to my son's birthday party and talked lovingly with him while giving him a gift, I am sure he will have a grudge. '

'Yes.' Gohil said immediately. 'If I were in that place, I too would feel like taking revenge, Madan Lal! Instead, adjust yourself to the answer. ' Counting was going on in Gohil's mind while speaking.

'Babu took revenge. A lock of Rs 4 crore was also found. There was excitement in Gohil's voice. "If Babu had sold the plot at Rs 21 crore in the seventies, he would have made a net profit of Rs 4 crore.

You got the profit by manipulating it, so this is a game of recovery of four crores, Mr. Madanlal! Do you understand? ' Gohil banged with sarcasm. 'Your builder lobby's hunger for money will never be satisfied. What does the public get out of the hefty expenditure in the name of development? If a four and six lane road is built or a bridge is built, all the Dallo builders go to the lobby, but it doesn't happen! You grabbed a swallow from Babu's mouth, so he picked up your son to settle the account! ' After saying that, Gohil added softly. 'Your nominal complaint has been registered at your area police station.

He has also been instructed not to do anything at present. Now my team will follow Babu. Let me know as soon as another call comes. ' Thinking a little, he advised. 'Speak in the same way that you are willing to accept all the conditions that he says. There are feet under the stone so you have to be careful. '

'G..G ..' he muttered so loudly that Madan put the phone aside. Now there was nothing to do but stare at the phone. Giving consolation to his crying wife to keep him in the shade, he explained that Gohilsaheb has gone to work.

On this side, Babu Builder was obsessed with his brother-in-law. He was sitting in a friend's farm house between Sanand and Godhavi. Her brother-in-law looked down and stood in front of her. 'None of your work is good. I said two days ago that I need seven SIM cards before 12 o'clock, so you hit Locho. Instead of delivering the SIM card to me, they came here with the scam. After leaving the school, I immediately put the baby in the car, but how can I call Madania? Had to go to a small stationery shop in front of Na Chutke. Asking for a phone call from its owner, Madania gave the first reach. Luckily, the owner of the shop was Doso, a 35-year-old man with worn-out spectacles, and there were other gangsters in the shop, so Dosa may not remember my little one. '

Suddenly he remembered something so he looked inside the room and asked. 'Isn't that Tanio crying? Has he been asked to eat whatever he wants? '

'He asked for pizza, so he ordered pizza like that. The rest is a whole heap of biscuits and wafers. The milk was also swallowed by filling the glass. The cartoon channel is on on TV and he watches it comfortably. ' Reporting his performance, he waited for another order and stared at his brother-in-law.

'Put the SIM card in that mobile?' Babu asked. In response, her brother-in-law handed over the mobile to Babu.

Babu took the mobile in his hand and gave knowledge to his brother-in-law while tying two handkerchiefs over his mouth. 'Reach out in eleven seconds by changing the volume. If you go for a long talk, the mobile will be traced. Police never get any record of WhatsApp call. Is there a riot going on right now? '

Although his brother-in-law did not understand anything, he nodded.

Babu added Madan's number. 'Listen.' Babu ordered, adding as much harshness as possible to the voice. 'Four crore cash will be in trouble. If you want your son back in the forest, bring eight kilos of gold and keep it. I'll call at eight o'clock at night. '

(Will be completed next Wednesday.)