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Damn crows.

The crows make my life miserable.

Stepan only hung a jacket out to give it an airing…

So, did you get it?

What?

Glory... The Order Of Glory!

- So it’s Stepan’s Order of Glory! - Yes, it’s his one!

Here’s something else.…

- And what? - Take it out.

So what, have you pulled it out?

Yuri Kuzmich, have you called me?

Yes. Come on in, Zorina, have a seat.

Listen, do you read newspapers?

Have you heard anything about the robbery of Mikhailoff’s auction house?

They stole jewelry to the value of three million dollars.

which celebrities had donated to a charity auction.

I have no time to read newspapers.

Besides, robbery’s not my line. I’m an expert on homicides.

Well, yes. I know. That’s right.

But still, it’s not exactly a robbery.

At the scene of the crime

the robber left a lot of traces and fingerprints.

However, apparently, for greater credibility, so to speak,

he decided to leave us his own.… Yes. Open it and look.

Here it is.

And the finger.

ACADEMIA

GALINA SUMINA

MAXIM BITYUKOV

ELIZAVETA LOTOVA, ALEXANDER KONSTANTINOV, VLADIMIR YUMATOV

ALEXANDER YATSKO, IGOR YURTAEV, ERIK YARALOV

ACADEMIA

Finger was found in a dacha village, in a crow’s nest.

The fingerprints match the ones we found in the auction’s safety vault.

In fact, it’s a very strange robbery.

The robber was clearly very inexperienced, because

firstly, he got caught on the CCTV cameras.

And secondly, he left a lot of marks...

We’ve sent the APB, but I think,

we’ll hardly find him alive.

Why? He might still be alive.

They just cut off his finger... It’s the owner of the auction who cut off…

He caught the thief and punished him.

No, the nature of the damage suggests,

that finger was torn off, not cut off.

And a cursory examination shows that the separation of the finger happened,

when the elasticity and strength of the tissues had been significantly weakened,

that is, the decomposition had been in the stage of autolysis.

Then we should search for the body

within a radius of 25 km from the place where the finger was found.

It is the distance the crow needs,

the one that was tempted by this decoration, in order to fly away from the nest.

So, the radius of Moscow is twenty kilometers.

Its radius including the surrounding areas is twenty-five kilometers.

Such small suburbs, ain’t that right?

Maybe you should go and explore them yourself?

Will you manage to do that until evening?

I need to reexamine the finger in order to narrow down the search.

And so, after you examine it, give it to Oksa...

Don’t give me any fingers! Feh!

Ed, you’ll give Oksa not the finger, but the ring.

You should check on the Internet. Maybe we can figure out where it was bought.

And meanwhile I’ll go to talk to the owner of Mikhailoff’s house.

And, curiously enough, his surname is Mikhailov.

I’ve never met you before. We had another investigator...

That’s right. But I’ve been given your case under certain circumstances.

It’d be nice if these circumstances came true soon.

And they returned all the loot. Everything’s insured, though.

But... What about playing cards?

No, I actually came to talk to you.

Come on! We need to relieve some stress somehow.

Well, okay.

- Here we go! - Yeah.

- Rodionov is calling you again. - Tell him that I’ve gone! Dead! Sick!

Stars. They’re calling and calling.

And the insurance company is is dragging its heels on paying.

Business never was worse. And there’re also competitors.

Sotheby’s? Christie’s?

You shouldn’t laugh. By the way, James Christie

called his auction by his last name — “Christie’s”…

The robber left behind a lot of traces.

So, he was clearly inexperienced.

But at the same time he managed to hack into your alarm system.

- It’s a goal! - The best on the market!

Well, you should know better.

But the fact is that the robber

was clearly familiar with your security system.

So, either someone from your staff was helping him…

Goal!

But I pay them more than on the market...

But it is too early to draw conclusions.

Let me talk to your employees first.

I’ll help you. Galya!

- Is the meeting room available? - Yeah.

Show our investigator the way to the meeting room.

- And call our people. - Yeah.

- Let’s go. - Thank you.

I was interrogating the staff of the auction house all day.

It’s fat lot of use — they sounded like one’s more honest than the other.

Maybe you have some success?

I have. I’m making great progress!

I decided to find images of rings similar to ours,

and I loaded the data into my unique program...

Oksa, I don’t want to upset you,

but search engines have long been able to search for similar images on the Internet.

Images, yes. But from what angle

will you take pictures of the ring to find similar ones on the Internet?

- From different angles. - That’s it!

But I load a three-dimensional model of the object into my program

that allows finding similar images with absolute accuracy!

In the end, what we have. Golden Lock Jewelry Company.

The ring was made to order.

Impressive. But we’re also not born yesterday.

I examined the finger and found traces of plants,

typical for mixed forests.

There’s forest everywhere around this dacha village.

I agree, but Kirill Andreevich and I have narrowed it down.

We should pay attention only to the traces of plants

that appeared after the decomposition. Just a minute, please!

I’ve extracted the spores of the ostrich fern.

And this means that...

And this means, Ed,

that tomorrow you’ll go in search of the fern grove!

- Me! - Yes, you will. Who else?

Furthermore, who except you is able to distinguish

the ostrich fern from the regular one?

Here’s another fern for you! Here, here, here, a dime a thousand!

This is bracken fern again! But we need the ostrich fern. Don’t you understand?

Hey, smartass! You should look for ostriches in Africa!

Blokes!

Where did you find this nerd, in what garden did you dig him up?

What nonsense is he talking about?

This is weird. He supposedly lives in the forest, but he’s not studied the local flora yet!

It’s a pity, I didn’t take a picture book with me.

Well, stop it.

In the forestry, they asked me to show you the fern — I’ve shown.

I don’t know how else I can help you.

Let your botanist consider pictures,

if he can’t explain anything plainly.

I’m explaining. The fern is large. Large!

Its leaves are double pinnately-divided! And this is the bracken fern, it has another leaf.

Complexly pinnatisected leaves! You don’t understand?

Enough! Come on, guys. It’s a stupid talk.

The ostrich fern grows in wet places.

It should be around here somewhere.

Yes, I remember that thing. We made it about a year ago.

We made two rings — a couple ordered them.

That’s not a bad thing, huh?

We put the photo on the website!

Do you remember the customers? The man, for example?

Maybe this one?

I don’t remember the man. But the young lady with him — ula-la!

She’s of an extraordinary beauty.

But he paid us well. For such a piece of jewelry…

Yes, for such a young lady, I would — ula-la!

Thank you.

There it is! Here! This is the ostrich fern!

This one? Bother! But this’s the candytuft, the raven’s wing.

They call it the black tawny daylily as well, the pepper wort .

The ostrich fern. The raven’s wing. It’s the Russian forest, you know, Russian…

Quiet!

Do you feel the smell?

Someone was here. Everything’s dug up. No backpack, no diamonds.

Look what I’ve found.

Looks fresh.

Very fresh. But the hunting season is long over. Right?

Far from fresh! The shell is not a dead man, it won’t rot.

We’ll find out. The examination will show.

Four weeks!

Not four, but two weeks! Exactly two weeks!

Four, Ed. Can you understand that?

Well, stop brawling!

Shurik, give in, huh!

Why should I give in? I’m relying on science!

The degree of darkening — It’s brass! Oxidation!

The shell’s been lying on the ground for a month! A month!

Why do I need your oxidation?! The soil got inside, and the sphagnum moss’s growing!

The sphagnum moss! The growth stage shows exactly two weeks!

What a clamour? I can hear you all over the floor.

- Olya, what are you doing here? - I’m making peace!

Well, we’re just determining the recentness of the shell, which we found yesterday.

You know, I think, the forester is hiding something.

Maybe he killed the thief himself, and he pocketed the diamonds.

We didn’t find the backpack, and the shell’d been lying near the body for two weeks exactly.

- A month. - Two weeks.

Are you sure? Have you determined the date exactly?

Well, a kind of… It’s necessary to analyze it in detail.

- Well, it is. To examine samples and... - Well, come on, get to work!

Just don’t shout, work!

And where’s Kirill? Has he already done the autopsy?

Kirill.

Nastya?

Have you been here all night again?

Yes. Yeah, that’s all right.

Is that how long it takes you to do an autopsy?

Nastya, I’m sorry, I haven’t started the autopsy.

I’ve set a new series of experiments, and if the result’s confirmed,

I’d have made a very important discovery!

The thing is that I’ve

almost found a way to control

tissue regeneration with a catalyst.

If all goes well,

I’ll find a way to repair lost tissues.

That’s all very well, of course, Kirill.

But we must somehow be able to allocate our time.

Maybe I should give you a day off?

No, you shouldn’t, it’s all right! Now, I’ll wash up and start the autopsy.

Yeah, apparently I underestimated the soil’s acidity...

Yes, I was wrong too — I thought it’s the brown sphagnum, but it’s the swamp...

- In general, the shell’s used three weeks ago. - I confirm that.

You’ve finally found a common ground.

Kirill, what will you say?

So, I’ve examined the body.

The finger was separated after the death — apparently,

the crow clung to the ring and tore off together with the finger.

The thief had distinctive mark — a tattoo on the edge of his palm.

Looks like an inscription.

But the tissues’re very damaged. It begins, as if, with “G”.

Maybe he’s a paratrooper?

They usually put tattoos on the edges.

But they write “To Air-borne Troops!”.

And it seems to be the letter “G” here...

The tattoo, of course, can be visually unreadable,

but in the body, inside, there must be chemical traces of the dye.

- I’ll try to read them. - Okay, Shurik, try it.

- What about the cause of death? - It’s not easy here either.

The death occurred too long ago, about three weeks ago.

And what’s the cause — it is impossible to tell unambiguously.

But he definitely wasn’t shot,

and I haven’t found any significant damages done while he’s alive.

- Was he strangled? - Probably he’s strangled.

It’s like the forester strangled him and took the jewelry?

Ed! I think I’ll call your forester. Let Arkady talk to him.

Our experts say that the shell was thrown out three weeks ago.

So the shooter may have something to do with the murder.

The shell was found in the woods, not far from your dwelling.

Did you really not hear any shots?

I heard everything.

And I know whose shell it is.

Pasha Mitrofanov. He fills them himself.

I figured him out right away.

- Why were you silent?! - He’s a friend of mine.

I didn’t want to rat him out.

Do you understand that your friend have something to do with the murder

and stealing of a big batch of diamonds?

-And you’re covering for him? - He didn’t kill.

And he didn’t take the diamonds.

I investigated it myself.

And who bruised you so bad, Mitrofanov?

Fomich. Our forester.

- He’s your friend? - It’s my fault. I’ve done mischiefs.

All right. Tell us.

I yielded to the temptation. I went to the forest to shoot in the off-season.

I saw a corpse. He’d already been lying dead,

and I immediately thought — he didn’t need his stuff anymore

I took his backpack.

I give it back. Here it is. All safe and sound.

We’ll check it when we raid your apartment.

In the meantime, I have to detain you.

Because instead of

calling the police, you decided to rob the dead.

Even if you’d taken the backpack, but at least had called the police anonymously

then you could have counted on some leniency.

And now you’ll be prosecuted to the fullest extent.

- Any documents? - No, there’re no documents.

This picture reminds me of something...

It’s done. I’ve read it.

What have you read? The tattoo?

Yes! But it just begins not with “G”, but with “P”.

- “P.O.A.”. It reads “P.O.A.”. - What does “P.O.A.” mean?

- Prison Officers Association? - No.

Exactly the same tattoo I saw on Mikhailov’s hand!

I’ve seen that picture too.

- Tea? Coffee? - No, thank you.

Finally you’ve paid us a visit!

- Any news? Good, bad? - I’m afraid it’s bad for you.

Really? It’s sad, very sad.

What should I do?

The insurers say that until the investigation is over,

there’ll be no payments.

What does the tattoo on your hand mean?

Oh, that one? “Podolsk orphan asylum”. Well, I grew up in an orphanage.

So I tattooed this because of stupidity, infancy.

really? Do you know that the jewel thief

had the exact same tattoo.

That’s weird. But so many of us were brought up out there. A coincidence!

Can I see the picture?

This one? Well...

And what do you think about such a coincidence?

- It’s strange, but a coincidence. - Yeah.

I don’t know. I’ve not seen the guy for ages.

I can hardly remember the girl. I didn’t recognize her by her clothes.

This photograph just reminds me of my childhood, of the orphanage.

That’s why I kept it.

I have nothing more to say to you.

So what, the entire archive was destroyed in the fire?

That is, no data on the pupils of your orphanage is available?

What should we do? I see.

Yeah, sure! Of course, go on! Yes, I’m ready, I’m writing!

Yup. Yes.

I thank you. Good bye.

So it is. The director of the orphanage has started to work recently,

but he gave me the phone number of the former deputy for educational work.

She’s an elderly woman, retired, must remember everyone.

Tomorrow we’ll find out about Mikhailov and these mysterious coincidences... Kirill!

- Kirill, are you listening to me? - Yeah. I’m okay. Excuse me.

Let me take you home.

You see, Nastya, human body remembers its, so to say, configuration.

And it creates critical points, as does the operating system of your computer.

For example, you’ve messed things up in your computer,

you can always roll it back, and restore all programs and files.

So does your body — it can repair damage,

because it remembers how it was, you know?

It means, if my leg gets ripped off, then my body will remember,

that there should be a leg at this place, not a part of the leg.

Theoretically, yes. But it’s a long shot. In a hundred years or so.

So watch your feet. They really suit you... well, all in all, that’s right.

But in order to force the body to restore everything as it was,

we need a catalyst. And I’ve come close to the development of it.

Amazing! If you really succeed in this

it will be a real breakthrough!

Yes. I only hope that the test’ll be successful. Two days to wait — then we will celebrate it.

- Hello. - Hello.

My name is Arkady Rotkin. And you’re Ilona Sergeevna Romanova?

Did you work in the Podolsk orphanage?

Yes, that’s right. It’s me.

I have a question about your pupils.

Yes, I understood. That’ s why I took an album with me.

- Oh, that’s good! - You know, I collected all the photos.

Here, look! Here are my very first children.

Wonderful! But do you remember these children?

Here.

Let me see…

Of course, I remember.

Just a sec... Here! Here, look.

This’s Yuri Sirotkin.

Further, this’s Yulia Anisimova — a beautiful girl, a feast for the eyes...

Sema Mikhailov — a serious boy, a clever one.

Such a good company it was. They’re good, friendly.

They’re always together.

How are they now?

Oksa! Please tell me, could you...

use your computer magic and make these kids “grow old”?

Now they are thirty or so.

Yes. Let me scan it.

Just a sec... So... This’s Mikhailov?

So serious.

Well, well, well... Here it is. Is he similar to?

Very similar. Well, that’s fine.

Nastya showed me a picture of him. Keep going.

Now, wait. It’s... it’s…

This’s, look, this’s our diamond thief!

- Yuri Sirotkin. - Yeah.

So, with the girl, probably, it will be more difficult,

Because she’s grimacing.

This’ll give a low level of accuracy of the reconstruction.

Let’s try now.

Yes. Only fifty-four percent. Only so.

Well, at least something. Well.

That’s what it’s. Let me print out the whole company.

And I’ll ask Nastya to call in Mikhailov’s secretary.

She knows all his appointments. I’ll try to talk to her.

- All right. - Thank you. I’ll take the photo.

No, you know, I’ve never seen this man.

He’s never come to Semen Ivanovich.

And a woman like this one?

Yes, there’s a beautiful girl... Yulia Vadimovna, I guess.

That’s something. And what can you say about her?

Looks very young, she’s thirty or so.

Fresh skin, apparently she puts a mask every day,

and not just on her hair.

And anything more concrete — her address, for example?

- Is her phone number good enough? - Nicely.

Semen Ivanovich sometimes used to ask me to connect him with her, so I wrote it down...

Oksa!

Arkady found the contact info of the girl in the photo —

Yulia, she’ll be here soon.

Really? Listen, can I take a picture of her?

I just want to use her real portrait

to improve my new program.

You’ll ask her yourself. But I think, that she won’t mind —

she was very nice on the phone and ready to cooperate with us.

Good afternoon.

Hello.

Anastasia Vladimirovna called me in.

- Yulia? - Yes.

Please, come on in to my office.

- Hello. - Hello.

Ed, shut your mouth. A fly will fly in it.

So, Yuri Sirotkin is your husband.

Yes, ex-husband.

But he’s not Sirotkin, Anisimov.

He took my surname because he didn’t like the one, from the orphanage.

We haven’t lived together for a long time.

I didn’t know he’d buggered up so much. My gosh, stealing the diamonds!

I couldn’t even imagine him...

- That’s interesting ring you have on. - Yeah.

It’s Yura’s present, when we’re still together.

We have the same one.

You have?

You don’t say...

I’m afraid you’ll have to go and identify the body.

I understand this’s very difficult for you.

But try to get a hold of yourself. Okay?

Calm down.

You have to say, is this your husband?

Calm down. Yulia, easy now.

Yes. I knew it would end this way, it’s all because of him!

Who? Who?

Hush, hush, quiet.

Yulia Vadimovna, if you’ve calmed down, we can follow up our conversation.

Please, tell us, step by step,

everything you know and who could kill your husband.

Yura, Sema and I were friends from the orphanage.

Our friendship with Yura grew into love,

and we lost the sight of Sema for some time.

Six months ago, we broke up.

It’s very hard for Yura, and he couldn’t let me go.

But recently he came to me and ardently began to prove,

that soon he’d be rich, that we could be together.

Yuri had a small income? Is that the reason you broke up?

No, it wasn’t, and I used to explain to him that everything’s useless.

I tried to talk him out of it, but he didn’t listen to me!

It turned out that Yuri met Semen, and they came up with a plan for the robbery.

- What was the plan? - They wanted to steal the jewels.

Semen told Yura

that everything’d be quiet and peaceful — all lots were insured.

And he, using his contacts in the circle of collectors

would sell everything profitably and quietly.

But you weren’t involved?

No! Of course not!

What did you talk about with Mikhailov during your visits to his office?

I visited him and tried to talked him out of it.

It’s a terrible and questionable plan.

Why did he have to embroil Yura?

Maybe to secure his alibi for the time of the robbery?

Yura said so. But Semen didn’t say anything.

But now I know what he really wanted.

That is, you think that Mikhailov killed Yuri?

Of course! Who else?

I started asking Semen questions he told me,

it’s like Yura disappeared with all the jewels.

Pardon me for a moment.

- Nastya. - Yes.

Of course, I beg your pardon.

But I think Julia wasn’t able physically

strangle her husband in the forest.

I think she’s above suspicion.

You’re not sure that Yuri’s strangled. It’s just a working hypothesis.

Anastasia Vladimirovna, Yulia broke up with her husband, right?

That’s right.

And she’s no one now, didn’t you ask her?

No one.

I hope your question’s something to do with the investigation.

Oh, no. I just asked.

Julia, are you ready to give an official statement

about your conversation with Mikhailov?

- If necessary... - Yes, it’s necessary.

It’ll give us a reason to arrest him.

You want to arrest him...

But shouldn’t you collect the evidence first,

I don’t know, find those diamonds?

We’ll find them during the raid, I certainly hope so. Take this.

Write... There’s not a moment to lose.

He knows he’s under suspicion, and he can destroy evidence, Yulia.

Is something wrong?

You seem not to want us to arrest Mikhailov?

No, of course, I want!

- But I'm afraid he’ll pay off... - He won’t pay us off.

I mean, he’ll hire expensive lawyers, I don't know...

If I could talk to him heart to heart…

Are you ready to act as a “decoy”?

- If that’s what you call it. - Yeah.

Yulia, this’s a very good idea.

But are you sure that you’ll be able to

talk to the killer of your husband calmly, and not to give yourself away?

Yes.

Dr. Lemke., thank you for your support!

You’ve been very kind... Colleague.

Oh! Am I your colleague?

Yes, really, but I’m dealing with living people, not with dead people.

I’m a cosmetologist.

Well, don’t hurt me, Yulia. I don’t always deal with corpses.

I have a lot of interesting research.

Right now, I’m working on a project for the regeneration of tissues!

Really? So you want to put me out of my job?

That everyone was young all around, regenerated?

It’s okay, I can always hire you as my assistant.

And we always have a place for you at our department.

Let me show you the way to the exit. Because everything’s so intricate here.

...also, we need a van with recording equipment.

And covert surveillance equipment... Yes.

Yes, consider for approval. Thanks.

Nastya, don’t you think that this Anisimova

is not an innocent bird she’s pretending to be?

Oksa! We’re primarily members of the investigation team.

And then we’re women with their feelings.

Let’s not get emotional.

If Yulia’s involved in the robbery, then, when we take Mikhailov,

we’ll be sure to get all the information out of him.

In the meantime, Yulia’s helping us, and I’ve no reason to suspect her.

And now. Talk to Rotkin.

Let him analyze the psychological profile of all our suspects.

- Good. That’s all? - Yeah.

Thank you, Oksa.

Doc, did you meet Yulia Anisimova?

- This orphan? - Yeah.

No, I wasn’t going to.

It’s Nastya who wanted to talk to her.

She was here. And Ed and Dr. Lemke were very fascinated by her.

Since you haven’t seen her, maybe you didn’t fall under her spell

and you can be objective.

Tell me, can you draw psychological portraits of each of them?

I can’t do it using a baby picture. But it’s funny a little bit.

I’ve been analyzing this photo, and I’ll tell you what I’ve managed to read from it.

I’d already been thinking about that.

The girl in the center is Yulia. She is in a good mood, she’s relaxed, cheerful.

And it’s clear that she enjoyed the power over men back then.

She is simply transmitting it. And the chaps are a little bit stressed out.…

It’s possible that they were wooing her,

fighting for her love. That happens at their age.

Yes, I remember.

But then I thought that it’s not for nothing that we’re suspecting Mikhailov.

Because judging by the way he stands,

such an intense expression on his face, his look.

He was already a hard-nosed guy.

And he liked to get what he needed. And he likely knew how.

It’s hard to say anything considering one photo.

I’ll call Ilona Sergeevna, perhaps.

Let’s do it.

- Ilona Sergeevna, hello! - Hello... Hello.

It’s Arkady Rotkin speaking, remember? You’ve told me about your kids.

- You showed me the album … - Ah, yes. I remember, remember.

Ilona Sergeevna, if you have a minute,

I want to ask you again about Yulia Anisimova and Semen Mikhailov.

Tell me, how they were growing up, how their characters were developing,

how did they communicate with each other in the collective?

Oh, well, Semochka... Semochka was a little bit clumsy.

But he always got what he wanted.

However, it’s difficult to control him.

And Yulia... Yulia’s a good, charming girl.

And everyone always liked her. She was very, very loved.

Thank you very much, Ilona Sergeevna!

Sorry for having bothered you. Good bye.

Good bye.

Well, there you go.

In general, everyone loves her now too. But that doesn’t mean anything.

Okay, I’ll try to run her name through the main sources. Thanks, doc!

Not at all.

Dr. Lemke! Are you sleeping?

Oksa, aren’t you going home? It’s the middle of the night.

Look, I was looking for information about Yulia Anisimova.

- You know what?! - What?

Her thesis was entitled “The Use of Micro-doses of Ricin in Cosmetics”.

And ricin is a very strong poison!

I’ve done some tests looking for common poisons,

but not for ricin. If you insist, Oksa, I’ll do that, no problem.

Although I still don’t know what you’re driving at.

Did Julia Anisimova poison her husband with ricin? That’s nonsense!

And why not?

- Say something. - One, two. One, two.

Yes, good.

Doc.

I’d like to tell you “Good morning!”. But I won’t...

- Ricin? - Yes.

I knew it!

Maybe I’ll tell you obvious things now,

but it’s very important that you understand.

In any case, you shouldn’t arouse suspicions in Mikhailov.

Don’t ask him direct questions.

Make him speak out carefully so he can tell you everything himself.

Okay.

You know that a dose of ricin can be distributed in such a way

that death occurred not immediately.

That is, she could have poisoned her husband in advance.

And then he died alone in the woods.

And it’s almost impossible to determine ricin poisoning.

It looks like natural death.

Semen!

Why was she so afraid that Mikhailov would be arrested?

Because he could have told the whole truth about her.

Why did she want to meet him?

- To poison him? - Yeah.

- I ordered juice for you. - Thank you.

- Have you been waiting for a long time? - No, that’s fine.

- Do you want a salad? - No, thank you.

Then why couldn’t she have poisoned him before?

Why take risks, right in front of our noses?

Look, doc, she’s not Jack the Ripper to kill all and sundry!

She got to know that Mikhailov’d be arrested. She’s afraid he’d rat her out.

And in this case she puts poison for him,

and a few hours later he dies in a cell, it’s unclear why.

I’ll call Nastya.

Oksa, not now

She’s not answering her phone. What shall we do?

These waiters will never come to you here.

Would you please go to the bar, and get some ice for me?

Okay.

Well. Don’t panic. I’ll call.

Oh, gosh, why are you all calling me today?!

- Here it is. - Thank you.

- Do you want it? - Yeah.

Thank you indeed.

- To us! - Yeah.

Semen, don’t move!

I repeat: Yulia Anisimova has nothing to do with it.

She has nothing to do with stealing the diamonds,

I don’t know where they are.

I can’t understand you. Why are you covering her up?

She didn’t choose you at the very beginning...

Yurka was always cute. That’s later, when he became a loser.

And Yulia was unhappy with him. And I made much headway.

Yes. But the thing’s this didn’t stop her from putting poison for you both.

Why are you mentioning the poison again, for Christ’s sake!!

This’s the conclusion of the chemical examination!

A lethal dose of ricin was found in your glass.

What kind of examination, after all?

Are you testing your police gimmickry on me again?

Call a good investigator.

I’m the good investigator here.

I’ll be back in a second.

That’s what I’ve managed. Hopefully it’ll fly.

I hope his blind love will become his weakness. Thanks.

You’re saying that the conclusion of the chemical examination is fake.

Okay.

Then what will you say about that?!

These photos were taken in Turkey a month ago.

They depict Yulia and next to her is a young man, Yugiur Bilek.

She’s going to move in with him in Turkey.

I understand. It’s very hard for you to talk right now.

Then let me try to do that for you.

If I say something wrong, you’d correct me.

It’s Yulia who came up with the whole plan.

You have recently got problems with your business.

And Yulia got used to live a gilded life.

- I didn’t do it for money. - Of course, not for money.

Yulia promised that after the robbery she’d leave her husband.

Loser, unloved.

On the wanted list. He claimed a share of the loot...

But where’s it, the loot?

In Sheremetyevo... In a luggage locker...

We agreed that if Yurka and I got caught,

Yulia’d take the suitcase and leave.

And she’d wait until we served our sentences. And she’d keep our shares.

- What’s the number of the luggage locker? - 720.

- Ed? - Hi.

Look at my work.

Aren’t they a beautiful couple?

Those pictures aren’t real?

And I really thought that Yulia had a Turk!

That’s the whole point!

If someone just give you, men, a reason for jealousy — you go mad immediately.

So I had to come up with your Anisimova’s adored lover.

I won’t say or sign anything!

That’s very sad.

But we don’t really need your testimony.

We have expert opinions and Mikhailov’s testimony.

- That’s enough for us. - I want a lawyer!

You’ll definitely get one.

But only you’ll never return the love of those boys,

who would do anything to make you smile.

You killed one of them first. Then you tried to kill another.

Just for a handful of rocks.

I hope that

that now the guilt will torment you for the rest of your life.

How are you there?

Okay, let me see what you’ve solved.…

Olya.

There should be the molar mass here, but what do you have?

BYP!

Go and fix it.

Why are you so harsh? I’ll solve myself.

I’m what I’m... Let me help you!

Give me your notebook!

Give it to me!

Have you decided to play with me?

Olya!

- Where are we crawling? - Don’t be a chicken! We’ll go out through the autopsy room.

What have fallen?.. Damn…

Fudge... Lemke sets up his experiments here…

Yes, I know. Wait, we’ll fix this.

Don’t panic ... Well, well, well…

This one here.…

We’ll fix everything now.

What are you doing, it’ll be all mixed up...

Quiet. Everything’s normal…

Oh, I beg your pardon, please.

Such a rogue you’re, Shurik, huh!

He won’t notice anything. Now we’re going to do this.

And we say nothing to anyone.

Well, this one is here... Wait. And this one is there.…

- Come on, hurry up! - Well, wait, wait, wait.

Wait. Here it is… Let’s go!