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Don't ask me, Senya. We were blown away too...

I'm telling you. These aren't regular boars.

When we opened up the swine... There were human bones inside him.

Come on.

Just don't be scared. Don't be scared.

Here.

Take a swig, for the courage.

Yuck!

Oh God, well, go on, take a gulp of water from the creek.

Timur Vasilyich!

Vasilich! Vasilich! Over there! Vasilich!

Timur Vasilyich...

Academia

Galina Sumina

Maxim Bityukov

Yelizaveta Lotova, Alexander Konstantinov, Vladimir Yumatov

Alexander Yatsko, Igor Yurtaev, Eric Yaralov

Director of Photography - Dmitriy Konchev. Production designer - David Dadunashvili.

Music by Igor Krestovskiy

Written by Arkadiy Vysotskiy, Vasiliy Abdrashitov.

Directed by Vyacheslav Lavrov, Alexander Sozonov.

Creative producer - Valeriy Kochkin. Executive producer - Oksana Furtseva.

Co-producers - Nelli Yaralova, Roman Atanesyan.

Produced by Alexey Moiseev, Oleg Piganov, Yulia Razumovskaya

Academia

- Thanks. - Not at all.

Where?

Go down there.

Uh-huh.

Then to your right. Along the creek.

Thanks.

- Hello. - Hi.

Who found the body?

Two locals. They were hunting the black boar.

What do you mean, hunting? It's a nature reserve. Hunting is forbidden here.

It is. We took them both into custody.

And confiscated their weapons.

They say they were going mushroom picking.

Right! With two carbines!

What do you say, Kirill?

Female, a little over thirty, blonde. 170 centimeters tall.

And the cause of death?

Shot in the neck. Heavy caliber.

It must've been the hunting gun.

What made you think so?

The bullet passed through, it had to be a gun or a very large pistol.

Are you looking for something?

What makes you so sure she was killed right here?

- Apparently, the body wasn't carried... - Or transported.

You're like my wife and I.

I mean, you finish each other's sentences.

OK, we're done here. Go on, take it to the Academy.

Guys, let's wrap it up or what. We're wasting gasoline here.

There may not be enough for our trip back.

Just go ahead and go without us, Yegor.

What about you?

We have flashlights... Don't worry. We'll walk.

Seryozha, stop the engine!

But it's getting dark. You'll hardly find anything in the dark.

And you'll get lost without me. There's swamp all around! Totally impassable.

Even locals stay away. I lost my partner in a bog last month.

All that was left of him was his cap, hitched on a snag.

Dramatic.

There's forest all around! You don't see such things in movies.

You know, we have another trouble here - botflies.

When the Tatars were on their way to Novgorod, botflies annoyed

their horses so badly that they only reached Kravotyn...

I see you like folklore?

Folklore or no folklore, it still makes it easier for the employees.

Whether this evil is real or made up,

people don't walk around idly because of it.

And how do you get around?

UAZ.

Also, the head of administration, a kind man, provided the reserve with an off-roader.

Though even an off-roader can't get you everywhere.

So we just go on foot, the same old way!

Yep.

I see your batteries are dying. Come on, let's go.

Besides, this bullet, it's not going aynwhere.

You're probably right.

Let's entrust local police with the search activities.

Great.

Seryozha! Start the car!

Let's begin our contest!

The one who says the most precise time of death leaves home early.

No, I mean, I'm not complaining.

But we should've been at home long time ago.

Edward, work, gain experience.

Easy for you to say, you have no personal life.

Do you?

- Oksa, did you hear that? - Yep.

No, hold on... I just meant that I have...

Okay, okay. Relax. I don't care.

Guys, let's begin already, okay? I want to go home too.

OK, friends, friends, who wants to go first?

May I?

Look. That's a black boar in the picture.

This is a picture for a magazine, taken exactly one month ago in April.

In the picture a boar is drinking from a stream.

It wouldn't drink corpse-contaminated water.

So, May 10 at the earliest.

I found the pollen of leopard's bane in the victim's hair.

So?

Leopard's bane blooms in May.

And given the nuances of this year's climate, I'd say

the time of death is between the fifteenth and twentieth of May.

Amateurs!.. Dr.Lemke.

I found this little train ticket in the jeans pocket of the deceased.

I did a little bit of magic with the font, developed it and found the date.

May 12!

Not bad, Shurik, not bad. Well done, well done.

Oksa, Ed, looks like you lost.

Well, also, ten hours, thirty-six minutes and four seconds.

Wait, what?

Here, it was on the victim's wrist. Broke when the girl fell.

- Hi dad! - Hi!

Why aren't you in bed yet? It's night. Where's mum?

She said she'd be late.

Who took you from school then?

Aunt Katya.

The neighbor? Why didn't you call me?

I don't know. Mum said she didn't want to distract you from your work.

Listen, son, did mum tell you where she was?

Nah. She texted that she'd be late, said we should go to bed without her.

The number you are trying to reach is currently unavailable...

Strange. She isn't answering.

Go to bed.

I said, quickly. Go to bed.

Oh.

- Yes, Kirill. - Hello, Nastya.

I'm sorry for calling you this late...

Or rather, early.

Right. Sorry.

It's just that I'm on edge, you know.

My wife still hasn't returned home from work.

I should call someone, apparently...

Come on, Kirill. It's too early to sound the alarm.

What do you... What do you mean - too early?

Because she would only be considered missing in two days.

Well, sure, it certainly helps...

It's OK, she's here. Sorry again...

What happened?

What do you mean?

What do I mean? You were gone all night.

Don't yell, you'll wake up Fedya.

I, I already called the police.

I was in a restaurant.

All night?

Why all night? I crashed at a girlfriend's place.

Really? Couldn't even call?

You're not responding.

I texted you.

Yeah, you said you'de be late and instead you're away the whole night.

Well, I'm sorry. It was spontaneous.

A friend from work had a Birthday.

We stayed late in the restaurant. I didn't want to wake you up. My phone went dead.

What do you mean - wake us up? I didn't even go to bed!

Calm down.

Calm down?

I need to go to work in an hour and a half. And I didn't even get a wink of sleep!

I'm sorry, I'll call next time.

Oh, so you're already planning the next time?

I'm a big girl. I stayed out late. What's wrong with that?

You know, we found human remains yesterday.

Also a big girl.

Lying all alone in a forest, no documents...

Someone dragged her into the forest just like that, and someone else was waiting for her at home...

Maybe they still are.

Listen, you completely lost your mind with that new job of yours.

I'm here, alive.

Anyway, you should call.

You should trust.

And sleep at night.

Breakfast?

Oh! You're early today.

I didn't leave.

Yesterday I requested the data for all missing women in the last six months.

I spent the whole night comparing the identikit made by Oksa.

Yeah. Working productively today.

Everything alright at home?

That's great. Let's get to work then.

The victim's name is Maria Mikhaylovna Glazova.

Associate Professor of the faculty of Decorative and Applied Arts in Stroganov Academy.

Married to professor Yevgeniy Glazov. He reported his wife missing.

Well, I hope we don't have to look for Yevgeniy as well?

We don't. They already brought him in.

Rotkin is trying to bring him back to his senses.

Cool! Oh, sorry.

My Mashenka... they found my sweetheart.

She took pity on the fool...

You live not far from Okovetskiy reserve, right?

This hellhole!

I should've sold this shack years ago!

And you work at Stroganov Academy?

I don't work anywhere anymore!

I quit!

Every hallway, every classroom reminded me of Masha.

When was the last time you saw Maria?

I didn't want her to go to the forest alone. To the black boar...

Yevgeniy, the boar doesn't have anything to do with it. Maria was shot.

Do you have a hunting gun?

I'm not a hunter. I'm an artist.

Fine.

Did Maria have enemies?

Of course, enemies all around.

Ghouls, demons...

I see. More specifically?

Everyone is against me. I'm all alone.

I need a drink!

You know, it's pointless. We should lock him up at least for two days, let him sober up.

Ah! Aesculapius!

Unfortunately, I can't do that.

He didn't drink in a public place, he was brought here from his apartment.

He can drink as much as he wants in his own home.

We'll have him sign an undertaking not to leave his place of residence...

Where to?

So you're giving your consent, and...

No!

I just want to see Masha's body.

Of course.

Arkadiy, give him some coffee, please. Show him the body.

You're free to go.

I estimated the approximate caliber of the gun from the hole in the neck.

12 gauge. Pierces a wall like paper.

Oksa and I did a ballistic examination.

Calculated the approximate bullet trajectory...

That is, if the body position didn't change.

Oksa, switch it on!

The trajectory is almost horizontal.

The bullet had to hit the tree after it passed through the victim's neck.

I'll send the orientation to Selizharovo.

Let local officers look for the bullet.

Anything else?

Yes. I hacked Maria's mailbox and found an interesting little letter...

"We're going to kill you, bleached bitch!"

Wow, the guy is a genius of the criminal underworld. Didn't even encode his email.

There's his web page.

Ignat Ivaschenko, born April 15, 1986. Studied in Stroganovka for a year.

OK, stop! It says "we", which means he's not alone?

What if his whole class held a grudge against Maria? Maybe she failed everyone on their exams.

By the way, we had such a teacher. We then put laxative into his coffee.

Very mature.

Maybe we should try to learn something about this Ivaschenko from Maria's husband?

Maybe he knows something?

I'm so sorry...

Forgive the old drunk! It's all my fault.

Easy, easy, calm down, calm down...

Calm down.

Calm down. Could you please tell us whether you know a man named Ignat Ivaschenko?

I do. There are two of them Ivaschenkos: Ignat and Anton.

OK. Who are they?

Masha's students. She expelled them one year ago for their incompetence.

They joined the army, they were very angry, threatened her... Did they do that to her?

Hold on. We don't know that. We haven't talked to them yet.

Then I will. Oh yes, I will! I'll shoot them dead!

How? You don't have a gun.

For them... I'll get one!

What do you think about Glazov?

A broken man... Seems suspicious to me.

Drunk, hot-headed...

You saw it yourself. A total psycho.

I think we should check his country house for a gun.

Nastya, show some compassion, the man's wife died.

He was waiting, hoping for three months, and then this...

Honestly, I feel sorry for him. Did you see how he grieved over her bones?

That's just remorse.

Rotkin also believes that he's actually grieving.

Kirill, stay objective.

Of course, I understand your position as a family man.

But we're not emotional support.

Let's evaluate the facts objectively.

The Ivaschenkos? Yes, we should still have their home address.

I'm sorry I'm doing this on the run. There's too much stuff to do.

That's fine.

I've recently become dean.

There was another woman working here after Maria, but she went on maternity leave.

How well did you know the deceased?

We were best friends. I got along well with her husband Yevgeniy.

I was saying that we should call the police right from the start.

And she was like, "no, they're good kids, they're just lost."

Anyway, she wasn't scared. Although she was living alone...

Alone? What about Yevgeniy?

Well, they'd had a little falling out by then.

They decided to live apart for a while.

Masha stayed in Moscow, and Yevgeniy moved to Selizharovo.

What caused the falling out?

Family conflict. Yevgeniy started drinking heavily.

So Yevgeniy started drinking before his wife disappeared?

We were surprised too. He was once a star in his field.

Then suddenly he was a completely different person.

How did Maria and Yevgeniy meet?

She was his student once. He was her idol.

When he started drinking, she tied herself in knots.

Then she was ashamed. And then... anyway, she couldn't take it.

Poor Masha.

Follow me to my office, I'll find the Ivaschenkos' address.

Thank you.

Listen, where did you get this grenade launcher?

My grandpa. Just don't tell him anything.

I kind of took it without asking. Well, we need to check the caliber!

But we have the caliber, kind of.

We have an assumption that it was a 12-gauge.

And now we're gonna estimate the scale of destruction of this 12-gauge.

And confirm our guesses. Come on, put it up.

Uh-huh.

Alright, step back now.

Can I?

Right! I stole, I shoot. Move.

One, two, three!

Wow!

Awesome.

Well, the damage is similar.

I don't know...

I think we need to take another shot. Come on, my turn!

- Your turn, right... - What?

Grandpa, we... we wanted to re-enact a crime.

Sorry.

Blockheads!

You can check ten guns this way.

And you'll get the same result.

Why?

Gun caliber 12 is the same as pistol caliber 45.

Hello. The investigative committee.

Can I talk to the Ivaschenko brothers?

No, you can't. They're not here.

And who are you?

I'm Gyena. I'm renting this apartment.

- How long have you been living here? - Since May.

Where can I find the landlords?

I don't know. I transfer the rent to a bank account.

They left their jacket in the apartment. You need it?

Sure. Could be useful.

Here.

Thanks.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Anastasia Vladimirovna, we conducted an experiment with a gun but my

grandpa said that Glazova could've been killed from a 45 caliber pistol.

And I ran a check on your "Manor", it's a landscape design studio.

- I'll text you the address. - Uh-huh.

Dinner is served.

Oh.

Yeah. Thank you, Oksa. Uh-huh.

Uh-huh. OK. Bye.

Kirill, I'm afraid the Ivaschenko brothers are on the run.

Why is that?

The tenant Gyena said he'd been living here since May.

That's approximately when Maria Glazova disappeared.

Apparently, he rented this apartment via an agent.

Because he doesn't know the owners' phone numbers or address.

No one came for the rent.

And the Ivaschenko brothers had a motive - resentment for their expulsion, plus direct threats.

And the jacket with the studio logo hardly has anything to do with the Ivaschenkos.

Well? We're not checking the studio?

Why not? We are.

But I don't have high hopes for this.

We have to put the Ivaschenko brothers on the wanted list.

Thank you for the coffee, enjoy your meal.

Alright, we'll redo everything here. Total redesigning of the manor.

OK, write it down: two large round fountains. Did you write that down?

Great. Three small stream ones.

Yes, Ivaschenkos, Ivaschenkos. They do work for me. They have ever since they came back from the army.

And where are they now?

Well, I don't know, it must be their day off.

Did they work here on the twelfth of May?

Oh, the twelfth, I remember the twelfth of May as if it were yesterday.

We were working at the client's site. Client Petrov, a cottage in the Ostashkov area near Lake Seliger.

Customer feedback was exceptionally positive. It always is.

Now, here are the photos of the work done. There's also a work order, if you need it.

Now there'll be a huge, wonderful, dynamic laser show!

Directed at an incredibly beautiful turnover town...

Like this. We'll also make a little readjustment over there. But later. Got it?

Could you tell me what these plants on the flowerbed are?

These? Oh! These are meadow saffrons. A garden variety. Yep.

What are you doing? Where, where are you going?

- Excuse me. - Yeah.

Do you know where the Ivaschenko brothers live? They're renting out their apartment.

I do. They live at their father's. They bought him an apartment recently and now they all live there.

Now where are you going? Hick!

You can't spray them in such heat! Get away from there! Please...

Hello. The investigative committee, junior counselor of justice Anastasia Zorina.

Are your sons home?

- They are. - Can I talk to them?

- Please. - Thanks.

Hello. I would like to talk to you about Maria Glazova.

Did you find Maria Mikhaylovna?

She was shot with a hunting gun.

The wardrobe.

Can you open the wardrobe?

Why?

Open the wardrobe, please.

Wow. That's serious.

- Sauer? - Sauer.

- Twelve-gauge? - Twelve.

Do you think it was us?

And it wasn't?

Wait a minute, wait a minute. On what grounds?

There are hundreds of these in Moscow!

Aside from the gun, we found emails with threats

that your sons sent to Glazova.

Hold on, it's not like that.

Maria Mikhaylovna didn't scare easily.

But it's the other way around. She helped us.

She got us jobs at her friends' firm.

She said, you'll work there for a year, get good recommendations, and you'll be reinstated.

Fine. Let's try it this way.

We checked the record at your work in the last five months.

And as it turned out, at the time of the murder you were

at the cottage of one Petrov, near Ostashkov.

And that's only an hour drive to the crime scene.

Wait. That's right. We don't work there alone.

We have a team of six people.

Besides, there's video surveillance at Petrov's cottage.

You can't leave even for five minutes.

You'll get fired in no time.

The Ivaschenko brothers have an alibi, and their motive is unclear.

I called their boss.

He confirmed their testimony.

Maria Glazova personally asked him to hire the Ivaschenko brothers,

vouched for them.

Dr.Lemke.

What is it you're looking at over there?

Sex.

There's damage to the spine.

There's a lower back injury, received shortly before death.

Also, judging by the condition of her joints and ligaments,

Maria was never seriously engaged in sports or yoga.

Just morning jogging, gymnastics, not more than that...

By the way, according to the statistics, in about thirty percent of all cases

patients receive lumbar injuries during sex.

Maria and Yevgeniy were living apart.

Maria could have a lover.

Doc, you too?

It's not about me.

I just think that it's perfectly natural and

right for a young attractive woman

to have a lover, being married to an old drunk lapsing into dotage.

Fine. You got me.

I'll ask Oksa to check all the phone numbers from Maria's mobile.

Maybe we'll actually find something.

Here, done. Here's a printout of the calls.

Is Doctor done already?

Let him sleep. He was awake all night because of his wife.

I'm not sleeping. It's fine. Let's work.

Thank you, Oksa.

- Good? - Well, well.

Anyway, you were right.

Maria actually has two phones.

Why would a married woman need two phone numbers?

What do you mean, why? One for work. Another for personal purposes.

That's right. One for husband, the other for lover.

She used one number to call her friends, colleagues, husband.

And the other - to call just one number, completely unknown.

So, let's call an unknown number?

Hello, Vitya, hi! Recognize me?

Wrong number.

I can't hear you! Vitya! Vitya, how are you?

It's not Vitya, you dialed the wrong number.

If this isn't Vitya, who is this?

Matvey! Dial carefully!

Matvey, hello. Do you know one Maria Mikhaylovna Glazova?

What?

Maria Mikhaylovna Glazova, Associate Professor in Stroganov Academy?

He hung up. Nervous guy.

Looks like we found the lover.

The number is registered to Matvey Solomin.

He was Maria Glazova's student. And there he is.

Matvey Solomin?

Yeah.

- Hello. - Hello.

Anastasia Zorina. The investigative committee.

I'd like to talk to you about Maria Glazova.

They found Maria? What happened to her?

She was shot.

What?

Matvey, we have information that you and the victim had an intimate relationship.

No. This is complete nonsense. She was just a master at our faculty.

A lot of things depend on a master, don't they?

It's very important for a graduate student to get along with them. Right?

Matvey, if you don't want to be honest with us, we'll

have to talk to other graduate students, teachers...

With your friends. And your enemies as well.

Fine.

Maria and I dated.

At first, I really was trying to approach her... but when I got to know her, I fell in love.

Do you unsderstand?

I do. Can we step away?

Thanks.

Do you remember where you were on May 12?

If you really loved Maria, you should remember the day she disappeared.

I do. I was at home.

Can anyone confirm that?

I don't know. I'm not sure.

When was the last time you saw Maria?

A couple of days before she went missing.

Did anyone know about your relationship?

No. No one did.

She didn't want to make her husband look like a fool. She wanted to divorce him first.

The autopsy showed that Glazova received an antemortem lumbar injury.

It could've been caused by vigorous sex. And it happened a few hours before her death.

But since you hadn't seen Glazova in two days,

perhaps there were other graduate students who were interested?

Masha didn't cheat on me. That day we just...

Keep talking.

I won't tell you anything else.

Do you realize that it will look suspicious

if you refuse to cooperate with the investigators?

I don't care about your investigation! I said, I won't tell you anything else!

Easy, easy, easy...

You can arrest me if you want! We have an excellent lawyer! He'll eat you for breakfast!

I checked Matvey. He doesn't really look like an evil killer.

The motive isn't clear at all.

He's a liar and a jerk.

He seduced an adult married woman for personal gain.

And now he's pretending to be in love. Got caught in your trap.

Yes. And judging by his reaction, Matvey is

lying that he didn't see Glazova on May 12.

And there's another indirect proof.

Found something?

Yes. Solomin had a few speeding tickets.

And one of them was written by a traffic officer... Shelyagin.

Now guess where this officer's place of duty is.

Where?

Moscow-Riga highway. Rzhev region.

That's south of the reserve. The same route.

Exactly. I'll send Ed?

Come on. It's been a while.

So many violations. I doubt they'll talk to Ed.

I think they might remember this violation.

Solomin exceeded the speed limit by one hundred and thirty kilometers per hour.

They revoked his driver's license for a year.

As for not talking - I'll ask my colleague Artur to join Ed.

I think the IC identification will be of great help to them.

I remember that psycho. Two hundred and thirty on Eclipse.

First time in my service!

Drunk?

No. We have zero tolerance for drunks.

This one was calm. Quiet.

Well, we checked him - zero per mille.

I told him, what the hell are you doing? You're gonna get yourself killed.

And he was like - that's fine. There were tears in his eyes.

Maybe he tricked you? No one wants to pay a fine.

No. When we processed him, it was like he didn't care.

He was so sad.

Listen, did you ask him where he was from, where he was going?

He didn't hide it. From Selizharovo to Moscow.

We know you were in Selizharovo hotel the night of the murder. What were you doing there?

Masha and I were supposed to meet at the hotel.

But she called me, it was late at night.

Said that she had told her husband everything and that she didn't want to leave him alone.

She was afraid he would do something to himself.

I told her that if she didn't come, everything would be over between us.

But she didn't come.

And you - what? You just went home after that?

Yes. I got angry. Gave up. Left.

Traffic officers stopped me, thought I was drunk. Suspended my driver's license.

I apologize, Matvey, but it's a little hard to believe what you're saying.

Maybe you talked to someone from the hotel?

Maybe other guests, waiters from the restaurant...

Maybe someone at the parking lot?

No. I spent all night at the hotel.

Uh-huh.

Please, I would never hurt Masha! I loved her!

I proposed to her. Hang on.

Here. I had two of these pendants.

They are rare objects, practically antiques!

These pendants are family heirlooms.

According to tradition, a husband keeps one and gives the other to his future wife.

But there was no jewelry on Glazova.

Impossible. She really liked it. Nver took it off.

But you're saying you had a fight. Maybe she took it off.

She would've given it back. And if not, I don't care.

I don't think Matvey is lying.

And if we talk about motives, he'd rather kill Yevgeniy than Maria.

I agree. Still, jealousy is a good motive.

Nastya, come on. He's not a killer. That's obvious.

I'm not talking about him.

Yevgeniy - definitely not. He also couldn't.

Yes, he could.

He has manic-depressive psychosis written all over his face.

Besides, a couple of vodka flasks early in the morning. And...

Arkadiy, didn't you see him grieving his wife?

I did. Nothing strange. Remorse.

Had been keeping it in for a long time. Saw the bones and lost it.

Kirill, I'm really sorry.

I know you don't want to believe it, but all facts point to Yevgeniy.

Nastya, maybe she was just attacked on the road? They robbed her, threw her body into the creek...

Who did? There are, like, three old women in their late eighties living in the village.

And an old man, one-legged accordion player. Never even steps out of his gate, by the way.

Besides, Matvey was the only one who knew about the jewelry.

But Yevgeniy might not have an aversion to that. He's drunk. Mad with jealousy.

It's 22:36 and 4 seconds. I think that's what you established, Kirill? Complete darkness.

Then suddenly he gets his hands on a gun.

Kirill, I'm sorry, but it makes sense.

Oh, this is Artur. Maybe he has some news.

Yes, Artur.

Anastasia Vladimirovna, Selizharovo police officers

found the bullet that killed Maria Glazova.

We already received it.

Great. Take it to us for examination. Thanks.

OK, Shurik will handle the bullet, you and I will go talk to Yevgeniy.

Ah, counselor Zorina! We're having a memorial for Masha!

Found the killer?

Yes. Yevgeniy, you're under arrest for suspicion of murder of Maria Glazova.

What? Did you hit your head?

Cops completely lost their minds...

Zhenka wouldn't hurt a fly!

Show some respect! The man's wife died!

Sit down!

Artist, you say?

Is this your brush then?

It's a gift...

One round is missing.

Who were you shooting at, Yevgeniy?

A boar.

There are black boars here, wandering around in our gardens at night... Scary.

Do you have a firearms license?

I'm telling you, it's a gift!

I visited my friends in Georgia. There was this artist.

Givi... or Gogi...

Gocha. That's it.

Yevgeniy, did you know that your wife was cheating on you?

Yes. I did.

Did you kill her?

I don't remember.

She came to see you. That night.

She came to make up with you.

You were drunk. There was a fight.

Yes.

Then in the heat of the moment you grabbed the pistol.

I don't remember.

I remember that she came. I remember that we had a fight.

I got upset, drank some more, and that's it.

Maybe I did kill her... Eh?

Ah, go ahead!

Arrest me and take me wherever you want...

I can't live without Masha anyway! Take me.

Well, what can I say? The caliber fits.

So does the chemical composition. This is a lead-coated bullet...

Damn...

Damn? Is this your new scientific term?

Just damn. We have to call Zorina.

What happened?

This bullet was shot recently.

What makes you think so?

Look.

In its lifetime it was a bark beetle. The bullet killed him three days ago. Tops.

Are you saying that someone else was shooting at the trees?

Yes!

And they are arresting that poor bearded guy right now!

I don't believe he could kill her.

Believe it or not.

But we found the pistol. The bullet.

Besides, he has a motive. He just confessed anyway.

But he's wasted.

You know what they say, Dr.Lemke?

A sober man's thoughts sooner or later become a drunken man's confession.

Yes, Ed.

Wait a second. I'll put you on speaker.

We're listening.

Anastasia Vladimirovna, we screwed up!

What is it?

That bullet from the tree... Anyway, it's not the one that killed Glazova.

It was shot not more than three days ago.

Are you sure?

Yep. Sure as hell.

Which caliber?

Ours. But the bullet is not from a gun, it's from a pistol.

Shurik says it's a massive one, american. 45 caliber.

Desert Eagle?

Yeah. That's the one.

I got it, Ed. Thanks.

I wonder what it means.

It means that you were right, Dr.Lemke.

Yevgeniy didn't kill. He was set up, and in a brutal way.

But who and why?

Why didn't we find the right bullet?

We didn't because it was taken away. And a new one was put there.

I don't understand, how can you pick a bullet out of the trunk of a tree?

No one picked it out.

They simply cut down the tree and took a shot at the nearest one with Glazov's pistol.

Before that, of course, they had gotten Yevgeniy drunk.

So we need to look for a new tree stump!

Very fresh thinking, Dr.Lemke.

There's our tree.

If we hadn't cut the grass here, we'd never have found it.

Yep. The saw cut is new.

I think it's one of the locals.

Someone who is familiar with the area.

Also he probably was at Yevgeniy's place that night.

So was Maria. She was wearing the pendant.

When Maria left, he left too. Followed her.

Caught up with her in the forest... Then killed her and robbed her.

Yes, and when the investigation began, he returned and began to cover his tracks.

Also set up Glazov.

Maybe she was walking down this path. The settlement is further that way.

There's also a bus stop one kilometer away from here...

Wait, hunting?

Hunting is forbidden here, Kirill.

Who were you shooting at?!

A little boar.

Escaped, a cunning fellow.

You can't hunt here. This is a nature reserve.

I work at the head of administration's office.

I have great respect for hunting.

So today, as an exception, as they say...

So how often do you make these exceptions?..

Come on, this is the first time.

Did you go hunting on May 12?

I'm telling you, today is the first time!

Really? That's very easy to check.

A woman was killed here.

Now if we take a bullet from your gun and compare the chemical composition

of the lead with the microscopic particles from the body of the deceased.

What do you think the examination will show?

- Freeze! - What?

Drop your weapon!

Two steps away from the weapon!

Yegor, drop the gun!

Drop the gun.

Two steps away from the gun.

You're being very calm, Yegor. Aren't you supposed to detain such people?

I am. My bad. But I'm no one important.

The government doesn't give us a damn thing!

And he will spare nothing for the reserve.

Ah... You mean that official who gave you the off-roader?

Yes. A gift from an old friend.

It's a bribe, Yegor!

How are you gonna prove it? I don't have anything to do with it.

He went hunting without me.

We'll check that.

Go ahead, in front of me!

Doc, let's make a deal: if I win this game, I can leave early for a week.

Fine. And if I win, you'll buy everyone coffee for a week.

- Yes! - Deal.

But please, not from the machine.

From the cafe down the street, around the corner to the left. They make good coffee there.

Okay.

Can I break? Can I?

Guys, come on.

OK, Kirill, come on. We're rooting for you.

Good evening.

I just talked to Yevgeniy.

He'll be released in the morning.

He confirmed that the forest ranger Yegor often stayed at his place recently.

Gave him moral support, kind of.

Oh Yevgeniy, a trusting soul...

It all adds up now.

Yegor allowed officials to hunt in the reserve, for bribes.

During a hunt Maria accidentally gets killed. Yegor didn't lose his head, didn't go to the police.

First he stole the jewels, then buried the body on the edge of the ravine.

When they found the body and suspected shooting, Yegor waited until we

left, went to Yevgeniy's place, got him drunk and stole his pistol...

Shot at the nearest tree and returned the pistol to its place.

So what, he made a confession?

Of course not.

We searched Yegor's apartment and found that pendant.

Game, Doc! You lost!

You buy your coffee.

Fine, they'll make coffee for me at home.

Take care. Goodbye.

Bye.

Alright, everyone can be dismissed!

Yay!

Good night.

Okay, this is for mum.

Eww, mum, I hate broccoli.

Come on, sit, eat. You need vitamins.

Daaad!

OK, don't look at me. I suggested to order pizza.

Why are you provoking him?

Let's have pizza for a whole week, while mum is away!

Where is she going?

On a business trip.

I wanted to tell you after dinner.

Well, well. You couldn't discuss it with me?

What's there to discuss? The management gave me an ultimatum.

I have to go.

So where is it you're going?

If it's not classified, of course?

Come on, don't get wound up.

We'll talk after dinner.

Fine, give me your cabbage.

OK, come on!

Okay, okay, okay...

We'll eat vitamins...