The mechanical hum of a portable currency-counting machine echoed down the fourth-floor corridor of Kashyap Green City, punctuated only by the dry, rhythmic snapping of paper notes. Inside the half-renovated expanse of Flat 401, the sharp scent of chemical wood adhesive, synthetic varnish, and fresh sawdust hung heavy in the damp morning air. Across an unfinished dining table, investigators laid out row after row of bricked cash: more than one hundred tight bundles of ₹500 notes pulled from deep wardrobe recesses, false paneling, and locked leather luggage.