Slumdog Millionaire: A Novel

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Author: Vikas Swarup
Tags: adventure, Fiction - Historical, India
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Hindi.
    'Mr Ram Mohammad Thomas, if you were indeed brilliant enough to win on our show, we
    would like you to prove it by taking part in another quiz for us, now.
    These will be very simple questions. Almost anyone of average intelligence will know the
    answers.' He sits me down on a chair. 'Are you ready? Here comes question number one. What is the currency of France? The choices are a) Dollar, b) Pound, c) Euro, or d) Franc.'
    I keep silent. Suddenly, the Commissioner's open palm swoops down and hits me tightly across my cheek. 'Bastard, are you deaf? Answer or I'll break your jaw,' he threatens.
    Nanda starts hopping around like a madman – or a rock star. 'Pleeeeze, can we do this the civilized way?' he asks the Commissioner. Then he looks at me. 'Yes? What's your answer?'
    'Franc,' I reply sullenly.
    'Wrong. The correct answer is Euro. OK, question number two. Who was the first man to set foot on the moon? Was it a) Edwin Aldrin, b) Neil Armstrong, c) Yuri Gagarin, or d) Jimmy Carter?'
    'I don't know.'
    'It was Neil Armstrong. Question number three. The Pyramids are situated in a) New York, b) Rome, c) Cairo, or d) Paris?'
    'I don't know.'
    'In Cairo. Question number four. Who is the President of America? Is it a) Bill Clinton, b) Colin Powell, c) John Kerry, or d) George Bush?'
    'I don't know.'
    'It's George Bush. I am sorry to say, Mr Thomas, that you didn't get a single answer right.' Nanda turns to the Commissioner, and reverts to English. 'See, I told you this guy's a moron. The only way he could have answered those questions last week was by cheating.'
    'Any idea how he could have cheated?' asks the Commissioner.
    'That's what beats me. I have got you two copies of the DVD footage. Our experts have gone over it with a microscope, but so far we have got zilch. Something will turn up eventually.'
    The hunger in my belly has now risen to my throat, making me dizzy. I double up, coughing.
    Johnson, the baldy American, looks at me sharply. 'Do you remember, Mr Commissioner, that case of the Army Major who won a million pounds on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? It occurred in England, a few years ago. The company refused to pay. The police launched an
    investigation and succeeded in convicting the Major. It turned out he had a professor as an accomplice in the audience who signalled the correct answers through coded coughs. It's a cert something similar has happened here.'
    'So do we need to look out for a cougher in the audience?'
    'No. There's no evidence of coughing. He must have used some other signal.'
    'What about being buzzed by a pager or mobile?'
    'No. We are pretty sure he had no gadgets on him. And neither pager nor cellphone would have worked in the studio.'
    The Commissioner is struck by an idea. 'Do you think he might have a memory chip implanted in the brain?'
    Johnson sighs. 'Mr Commissioner, I think you have been watching too many science-fiction
    films. Look, whatever it is, you have to help us find it. We don't know who the accomplice was.
    We don't know what signalling system was used. But I am one hundred per cent sure this boy is a con. You have to help us prove it.'
    'Have you considered buying him off?' the Commissioner suggests hopefully. 'I mean he
    probably doesn't even know the number of zeros in a billion. I imagine he would be quite happy if you threw him just a couple of thousand rupees.'
    I feel like punching the Commissioner's lights out. Admittedly, before the quiz show I didn't know the value of a billion. But that's history. Now I know. And I am determined to get my prize. With all nine zeros.
    Johnson's answer reassures me. 'We can't do that,' he says. 'It would make us vulnerable to a law suit. You see, he is either a bona fide winner or a crook. Therefore either he gets a billion or he goes to jail. There's no halfway house here. You have to help me ensure he goes to jail. Mr Mikhailov would have a coronary if he had to shell out a billion now.'
    The Commissioner looks Johnson

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