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Delhi's nights are usually full of hustle and bustle - noise of vehicles, sounds of horns, crowds of people. But that night it seemed as if the entire city was immersed in a strange silence. A light fog was floating on the roads and the yellow street lights seemed unable to pierce through the haze. In the Kashmiri Gate area of Old Delhi, amid dilapidated buildings and narrow lanes, a black SUV stopped. Its windows were so dark that it was impossible to see who was inside. The door to the SUV opened. A tall man came out. He had a heavy black overcoat on his shoulders, and a strange sternness on his face. His eyes were looking around like a hunter who is alert to every rustle in the forest.

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