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- Why did we stop? - It's so romantic here.

Oh, my wreath!

ACADEMIA

GALINA SUMINA

MAKSIM BITYUKOV

ELIZAVETA LOTOVA, ALEKSANDR KONSTANTINOV, VLADIMIR YUMATOV

ALEKSANDR YATSKO, IGOR YURTAEV, ERIK YARALOV

ACADEMIA

By the way, colleagues,

Name day is a holiday celebrated with your closest ones.

We're the only ones invited.

Appreciate the significance.

OK. Olya, go to the kitchen, bring the drinks.

Oh wow!

Just a second. Probably my neighbor.

- Kirill? - Nastya. Happy name day!

Thank you very much.

Nastya! And what... Hello.

Hello.

Don't keep your guest at the door!

Come in, Kirill! We just sat at the table.

Come on in, Kirill.

Come on in, Kirill.

Neighbor, you said!

- Good evening! - Pretty.

Yes, yes, Kirill. This calls for a celebration.

- Shurik, careful. - Don't worry. I'm an expert. Ready?

Dear Anastasia Vladimirovna!

Being with you this evening,

at this table, is a great honor for us.

We're happy to be your fellow people!

And we're happy to work under your strict guidance! Cheers!

- Cheers! - Cheers!

Everything is so pretty.

And delicious, I hope!

- Cake? - For me, please.

Hold on. I need to finish this first.

Thanks. I'll try this.

This is Lobanov. The celebration is over, I guess.

Oooh... Here we go again.

An investigation team is already working at the scene.

But we have to take the case today.

Why the rush? A special corpse?

Vitaliy Glushakov went missing two weeks ago.

He's a public figure, practicing lawyer, TV star.

Glushakov? Never heard of him.

Is he really so famous?

Please! His fans already picketed

the public prosecution office twice, asking to find their idol.

He had his own program, a talk show.

Called "The Woman Is Always Right".

In his program he explained women's rights in different situations.

Including divorce.

I wish someone explained men their rights during a divorce...

Why? When a man is divorced, he is free.

When a woman is divorced, she is abandoned.

Stereotypes, you know.

And most women successfully exploit this one.

- OK. Was the body identified yet? - Not yet.

But the descriptions of the clothes

they found on the body and Glushakov's clothes match.

The body is on the way. I summoned Glushakov's wife for identification.

Then we let Arkadiy talk to her.

Kirill, get it all organized.

- I'm going to Lobanov's office. - Deal.

Thanks.

Easy...

It's him.

Take it.

God... Who, why?

Could you please tell us if your husband had enemies?

I don't know. My husband never talked to me about business.

Although, he was a famous person.

He must've had enemies.

They're hated as much as they're loved.

Do you remember the last days before he went missing...

Maybe something peculiar about his behavior,

some strange calls or meetings?

Maybe he was troubled by something?

Even if he was in some kind of danger,

he probably didn't even know about it.

On the contrary. He was in high spirits recently.

Implied that things were looking up.

Even started checking out real estate in Maldives.

Where were you the day he went missing?

Home.

He left at 9, as usual.

I was at home all day, didn't go anywhere.

- Oksa, hi. - Hello.

- Wow! What's that in the vase? - Oh, this?

Streptococcus pneumonia.

Gram-positive bacteria that cause pneumonia.

- Ed gave it to me in the morning. - Kind of a creepy gift.

He thinks giving flowers is cheesy.

For the world of bacteria is much deeper and more colorful.

Besides, printed bacteria don't cause allergies.

Can't argue with that.

Did you check the Glushakovs' phone calls?

Yes. Almost done. I'm identifying the callers by numbers.

Nothing suspicious so far. What have you got?

I've just been at the law office where Glushakov worked.

Checked all his cases in the last year.

Uh-huh. And?

Turns out, all his TV activities

and all his social activities are just a myth.

Interesting. So what did his law firm do?

Basically, they did business law.

And all this television activity is just self-promotion.

He promoted himself for commercial purposes.

So women adored him for no reason?

They didn't adore him. They adored the image he created.

OK. Done. Let's see.

His mobile - mostly work.

His home number - dry cleaning, Internet provider.

Also this one...

- Grigoriy Karpukhin. - Who is it?

Judging by the Internet ads, a private investigator.

Specializes in adultery.

When did he call the Glushakovs' home number?

The day Glushakov went missing. At 2 pm.

So Glushakov wasn't home that day. Only his wife Emma was.

I'll ask Arkadiy to speak with him.

And then with Emma again.

I'm off to the IC. Balabanov asked for me.

- Thank you, Oksa. - Be my guest.

Emma Glushakova. You called her two weeks ago.

Wrong number, I guess.

Eleven minutes with a wrong number?

OK, then, I liked her voice and decided to hit on her.

Grigoriy, the husband of the woman you tried to

hit on was found dead recently.

And we found out it was a murder, not an accident.

So if you're hiding something from investigators,

you'll be held accountable.

And judging by your behavior and hand activity, you are hiding something.

Fine.

I know Emma Glushakova.

Well, not really. I only met her once.

Why?

I take it, you already know

that I specialize in adultery.

And unlike many of my colleagues, I don't just sit and wait for clients.

I look for them.

You offer wives to spy on their husbands?

No.

What I offer is... Finished goods, so to speak.

I share the secrets of my business, mind you.

I choose a victim, sorry, a client.

I prefer rich and famous.

Such people always have affairs.

I watch them for a week,

then I sell the evidence to their second half.

So you watched Vitaliy Glushakov?

Only for a week.

Who did he cheat with?

One Zhanna Lemekhova.

Businessman Lemekhov's widow. That's all I know about her.

Grigoriy, we need these shots.

I'll send them to you. By mail.

Do you think Glushakov's

wife whacked her husband out of jealousy?

This is classified information.

You're free to go now.

One more thing, Grigoriy. Friendly advice, if I may.

Don't hit on women on the phone.

You don't have the right voice.

I'll definitely follow your advice.

Emma, why didn't you tell us anything about the compromising

photos of your husband?

I got scared.

I would've become the main suspect. Right?

- Right. - But I didn't kill Vitaliy.

And you didn't call your husband to say you have the shots?

No. I

decided to wait until he returns.

I couldn't talk about this over the phone.

Have you tried to contact this woman? Zhanna Lemekhova?

To be honest, I wanted to call her.

But then, when I learnt more about her, I changed my mind.

Why?

They say she's a formidable woman.

Her late husband had a daughter from his first marriage,

and she wants to disinherit her. They say a lot of things.

I decided not to mess with her. Especially not now.

You're not gonna arrest me, right?

Doc! Did you chat with that Karpukhin guy?

I did.

Nothing special. Usual story.

Glushakov cheated on his wife.

She learned about it from this Karpukhin guy.

So do some digging.

Find out more about Glushakov's lover. Her name is Zhanna Lemekhova.

Lemekhova? Sounds familiar.

Is she by any chance the widow of the famous businessman

- who died couple years ago? - How do you know that?

We crossed paths, a while back.

- OK. Can you be more specific? - No, no, nothing personal.

My friends and I hacked his supermarket chain's website.

For a good cause!

You're lucky we don't deal with cybercrime.

Otherwise I'd tell Nastya.

- I'm begging you, don't turn me in! - Okay. I'll think about it.

You're on the hook.

- Do you already know how he died? - He was killed.

How awful.

- I can't believe it. - He collaborated with you.

Were you satisfied with his work?

He was an excellent lawyer.

I dare say,

I doubt I'll find a lawyer like him.

We know you weren't just in a business relationship with him.

No. Does it change anything?

Not yet.

Let's get back to the business relationship.

What exactly did Vitaliy Glushakov do in his last months?

Well, recently

he was taking care of the part of my late husband's inheritance,

that Dina, a daughter from his first marriage, was supposed to get.

As far as we know, you had some problems with her?

I can't have problems with this girl.

There are always problems when it comes to inheritance.

The thing is, in half a year, according to her father's will,

Dina is supposed to inherit the jewelry factory,

which is managed by my company at the moment.

But things aren't looking well at the factory,

and most likely, it will eventually go bankrupt.

But she decided to blame me and Vitaliy for everything.

But this is just a stupid girl's hysterics.

No one is taking it seriously.

Can you tell us more about the jewelry company?

I trusted Vitaliy completely. Never knew the details.

If you want to know the details,

go to his office and look through his papers.

OK, Alla, do whatever you want.

But all these certificates don't scare me. Got it?

What have you got?

I found cyanide in his stomach.

Looks like his food was poisoned.

You know, I don't know who did this, but I'm beginning to understand him.

My wife's lawyer bribed a psychologist. Can you believe it?

And he made this certificate about me having initial signs

of associative personality disorder.

After that, I'm beginning to think about cyanide.

Don't speak about such things, Kirill.

Otherwise they'll believe this certificate is real.

All right, let's get to it. You and I have a new suspect.

Dina Lemekhova, daughter of the late businessman Marlene Lemekhov.

Judging by the documents, Glushakov was bankrupting the jewelry factory,

ownership of which will be passed to her in six months.

So we add the motive of the young heiress, right?

Exactly.

So we have Emma Glushakova, Zhanna Lemekhova and Dina Lemekhova.

Glushakov disappeared among all these women.

Bermuda Triangle?

This is scarier than the Bermuda Triangle.

Because the angles of this triangle are women.

Kirill, I know you don't like women and lawyers.

No, it's just that Glushakov was poisoned in a feminine way.

The poison was put into his food.

There's cyanide in Glushakov's stomach.

Yes. Before his death, Glushakov ate enchiladas.

Ed, please ask Oksa to find out

about Glushakov's favorite Mexican restaurants.

I will ask Arkadiy to talk to Dina Lemekhova.

OK!

Did you know Vitaliy Glushakov?

Well, not exactly.

We met a couple of times regarding my jewelry factory. Why?

Two weeks ago he went missing, and yesterday he was found dead.

He was killed.

I'm not surprised.

- I knew it would end badly for him. - Why?

Why? He's a scoundrel and a fraud.

He came up with a scheme for bankrupting the factory.

You have no idea what kind of debts we have.

By the way, he did it with the help of that bitch, Zhanna.

Did you do anything particular to stop them?

What could I do?

Vitaliy had all the papers.

I couldn't prove anything without them.

So neutralizing Glushakov

would've helped resolve this issue?

Are you saying I killed him, huh?

Well, you have a serious motive.

Yes. In fact, Zhanna also had a motive.

Glushakov was laundering money but didn't share all of it with her.

He was stealing from her.

Hold on, how do you know that he was stealing from Zhanna?

The last time we got into it again,

I told her the sum he stole from me.

Her expression made me realize

that she had no idea what the proportions were.

Then she had a serious conversation with Glushakov.

He got away with it though.

Yesterday we left your name day party and I didn't finish that amazing salad.

Maybe we could have dinner together, fill the gap?

You won't find such a salad anywhere else.

But I'm so hungry right now that I'm OK with any. Let's go.

Hi everyone!

Roman? You're back?

- Nastya, I came straight here. - Did you find anything?

At Vera Nechayeva's funeral there was a man

who introduced himself as your father and Vera's mutual friend.

Why did this man go to Nechayeva's funeral?

Victor Nechayev gave him all photos and letters of the deceased.

But he left and did't leave any contacts.

Also, I prepared a photo report of my trip.

Had a good time, I see.

Victor is a great guy!

Picked me up, was with me the whole time.

I wasn't bored for a second.

- He's a hunter? - In his free time.

Hunter, fisherman, skier, mushroom picker. Fireman by profession.

That's all.

Now if you don't mind, I'll go home and sleep.

- Yes. Of course. - Call me if you need anything.

Thank you for the information.

- Take care! - See you.

So who is this man who pretended to be your father's friend?

And why does he need photos

and letters of a provincial teacher nobody knows?

Looks like I have to go to Norilsk.

- Good morning! - Good morning!

Any news?

Anastasia Vladimirovna, I found lint in Glushakov's hair.

I'm still studying it. But presumably,

it got in the hair from thick coarse fabric.

Furniture upholstery or something like that.

Let me know when you're done.

In the meantime, you can visit Best Burritos.

Is it the only Mexican restaurant Glushakov visited?

It's near his office and he stopped by quite often.

Good. Thanks. Send me the address.

OK.

Hello, Anastasia.

- Hello. - Hello.

Oh, I see you ordered our signature dish!

Yes. Delicious. Polina.

I'll get straight to the point.

How well did you know Vitaliy Glushakov?

I know Vitaliy very well. He is our regular customer.

Came here often.

- You said "did you know". - Yes.

I heard he went missing two weeks ago. Did they find him?

- He was found dead. - Oh god.

Polina, is this the recipe for enchiladas?

Yes. By the way, this is Glushakov's favorite dish.

Was. He ordered it a lot.

Did he come here on Friday two weeks ago?

I'm not sure...

No.

He didn't come here on Friday. I checked, he didn't pay by card.

Maybe he paid in cash?

No. He never paid in cash. Only by card.

He only left tips in cash.

OK. Thank you very much, Polina.

If you remember something, please contact me.

Yeah. Of course. I'll call. Enjoy your meal!

This is delicious... Kirill.

Look.

Do you see the girl who came up to Polina? That's Dina Lemekhova.

They clearly know each other. They may even be friends.

Polina says Glushakov didn't go to the restaurant that day.

But if Polina is Dina's friend and she's somehow involved,

then maybe she lied to us and he did go there.

OK. Let's not forget how Glushakov was poisoned.

Death from cyanide literally occurs within seconds.

They couldn't have poisoned him right in the restaurant.

Maybe he bought some enchiladas to go, paid in cash,

and the dish had already been poisoned.

Then how did his body end up in a pond wrapped in polyethylene?

What was the plan?

The connection between Polina, Dina and the poisoned dish is obvious.

But I just can't connect all the dots.

This is pure wool, no synthetics.

Rare dye of natural origin.

What are we supposed to look for?

A Persian wool rug.

The body was dragged over a rug. That's how lint got in the hair.

Well, we don't have to look for the rug.

Doc, he said that he'd seen a rug in Zhanna Lemekhova’s living room.

The question is, did she have a motive for murder?

Dina told Arkadiy that Glushakov had been stealing from Zhanna.

He didn't share with her the cash he pumped out of the jewelry company.

So there was a motive.

She could've gotten cyanide at her jewelry factory.

It is used in jewelry. Mainly for polishing metals.

OK. I will ask Arkadiy to talk to Zhanna again.

And I'll talk to Polina.

Thank you, Shurik.

So many rugs! Beautiful.

- Is it Persian? - It is.

A gift from Vitalik, by the way.

One if his fans gave him this

rug. Three rugs, actually.

Some business lady from East Asia.

So he gave me one.

Why are you so interested in my rug?

Our experts are.

They found lint of different colors in Vitaliy's hair.

They say it's from a Persian rug.

Lint?

Vitaliy had lint in his hair

because we made love

on this very rug. OK?

Are you accusing me of murder because of lint?

There is another circumstance.

Glushakov was poisoned with cyanide.

And you had access to it. It is used in jewelry.

And it's known that you're still the owner of the jewelry factory.

How smooth.

Perhaps you can also tell me why I had to poison my lawyer?

Glushakov was pumping money from the factory, by proxy.

Cash! Apparently, he didn't share all of it with you.

He was fooling you.

All men fool. Slightly or desperately.

But I wouldn't kill for money.

I have enough.

And even if I did, believe me, the body wouldn't be found.

In this pond or any other.

But circumstantial evidence is pointing to you.

Evidence! Two hundred people work in this factory.

Most of them have access to cyanide.

- Dina Lemekhova had it as well. - What do you mean?

According to her father's will,

until the production is passed to her,

Dina has the right to visit the factory at her convenience.

So she also has a motive.

She is an exceptional drama queen.

You're suspecting Dina of killing Glushakov? It's impossible.

Glushakov tried to take away her secured future.

- It's hard to put up with. - Yes. It wasn't easy for her.

But despite everything you're saying, Dina didn’t kill him.

What makes you so sure?

She couldn't have killed him because... She loved him.

Strange. During the interrogation, she called him a scoundrel.

Yes. She often spoke of him that way.

Because deep down she knew he would never be with her.

Kirill, any news on Glushakov?

Yeah. Glushakov suffered from

osteochondrosis and was taking special meds.

Chondronol. They found a pack

in his jacket... Among other things.

- That's it for now. - Not much.

I take it, Zhanna wasn't arrested and the case isn't solved yet?

Zhanna? Zhanna is a very smart woman.

She is well aware there is no direct evidence against her.

Besides, as it turned out, Dina Lemekhova

was also in love with Glushakov.

Wow, so many women! No wonder he was poisoned.

- They have a delivery service. - Who?

The restaurant "Best Burritos" has a delivery service.

Glushakov didn't have to go to the restaurant.

All he had to do was call and order enchiladas.

Nastya. I checked the dry cleaning near the Glushakovs' place.

Turns out, his wife Emma

recently sent a Persian rug to the dry cleaners.

Strange thing. Two weeks earlier, she'd already had it dry cleaned.

Do rugs need to be cleaned so often?

No. They need to be cleaned often if someone wants to cover tracks.

The day your husband went missing,

you ordered enchiladas from the Best Burritos restaurant.

Your husband ate the enchiladas and got poisoned.

What are you saying?

We have a dry cleaning receipt.

Your colored Persian rug.

You sent it to the dry cleaners twice this month.

They found lint from this very rug

on your husband's body, in his hair. Emma.

Did you try to get rid of the evidence?

- Calm down, please. - I didn't kill him.

Start from the beginning. What happened that day?

That morning Vitalik said he'd come home in the evening.

I ordered food at his favorite restaurant.

I wanted to smooth things over with him.

And then the detective brought all these photos...

When Vitalik came home in the evening,

I didn't have the courage to speak to him. I laid the table.

He sat down to eat, and I went to the bedroom.

Then I heard some noise.

I ran into the living room

and saw him lying on the rug

and twitching in a peculiar way.

Then he went still.

I realized he had been poisoned.

What happened next?

I knew right away that someone had set me up

to pin my husbands's murder on me.

In the afternoon I got those damned photos.

In the evening he died in my apartment.

Poisoned with the food I ordered in a restaurant.

Then you decided to get rid of the body. You took it out.

Put it in your car.

Then took it to the river and threw it into the water.

Normal behavior of a totally innocent person. Right?

I swear to you, I didn't kill him!

Emma, it will be very hard to prove.

Doc, you know, I still think Emma killed her husband.

We have no proof.

We only have her confession of getting rid of the body.

But she denies murder.

Says someone framed her.

Do you think it's true?

Pretty much. Just think. If we assume that

Polina and Dina knew who ordered those enchiladas,

they could've poisoned them, right?

Right. Though it's almost impossible to prove.

Very hard, at least.

Same as Emma's thing.

We won't make any progress until we find out

how and where she got this cyanide.

As I already told you, they found chondorol

in Glushakov's jacket pocket. Fifteen pills in a blister.

There are eight left. So he took seven.

Oksa checked the payment.

He bought the medicine two days before his death. Around 4 pm.

OK.

The medicine must be taken twice a day after meals.

So he took the first pill the same day.

Four more in the next two days.

And two the day he died.

If cyanide had been in the food,

he would've died before finishing his dinner and taking the pills.

What if he lost one pill and took the next one?

That's why I brought Shurik in.

Turns out, the foil that covers the blister

was attached with regular glue

instead of the glue used in pharmacy.

So you're saying that someone opened the pack,

swapped the pills and then glued it back together?

Exactly. That's how poison got into Glushakov's body.

So we're back to our three suspects.

They all talked to Glushakov.

And they all had the opportunity to swap the pills.

I think they were swapped on Friday. The day he died. Or maybe earlier.

We need to reconstruct the last two days of Glushakov's life in detail.

Where he was, with whom he spoke.

Karpukhin can help us. He was watching him.

I'll ask Oksa to double check Glushakov's payments.

Maybe we'll find something interesting.

You were watching Glushakov.

I believe you took much more photos

than you gave to his wife.

Yes. Normally, I don't give clints everything.

Only the most irrefutable evidence.

Great. We need the rest of the photos taken during the surveillance.

I wish I could give them to you.

But unfortunately I already erased them all.

Both from my camera and my computer.

Why?

You see, it's how I work.

I always warn my clients

that once I receive the money,

I get rid of all the photos and data

on the case.

Fine. Do you remember

where Glushakov went and whom he saw?

He was mostly in his office. Went out for lunch...

Or to see Zhanna. Or to eat.

Usually in this Mexican restaurant.

In the evenings he had dinner or went home right away.

I'm very sorry I couldn't be useful to you.

Thank you anyway.

Shady guy.

I'm not buying it. Him being so honest with his clinets.

It's Oksa.

- Yes, Oksa. - Anastasia Vladimirovna,

I learned an interesting fact after checking the payments.

On the day of his disappearance at about 11 am

Glushakov went to this little French restaurant Montmartre.

Did you check what he ordered?

A standard breakfast: fried eggs and bacon, some kind of salad.

But also a gin and tonic.

There's no gin in the previous payments.

He usually ordered whiskey in the evenings.

Cognac. Karpukhin offered us cognac!

Maybe he was the one meeting with Glushakov?

Oksa, tell me the address of this restaurant.

Yes. This man had breakfast with Vitaliy Glushakov.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

I noticed him because I thought that maybe

he was a star too,

if he was having breakfast with Vitaliy Glushakov himself.

Is he famous too?

Not yet. But maybe he will be soon.

- Thank you very much. - You're welcome.

If Karpukhin met with Glushakov, we need to find out why.

Maybe we should pay our shady detective another visit?

No. It's pointless. He can say anything

and we won't be able to check.

Wait. He hid an important fact from investigators.

Maybe we can threaten him a little?

We'll only scare him away.

And lose our only lead.

Fine. What do we do then?

Collect any kind of information on Karpukhin.

Oksa, please. Anything you can find.

His contacts, calls, habits.

His schedule. Any information about Karpukhin can be useful.

OK. Got it. I'll get to work.

Are you so gloomy because of that certificate?

That certificate won't help her. I will fight for Fedya.

She won't win this war so easily.

There are no winners in this war.

Children don't usually take sides in situations like this.

They get negative with both parents.

Nastya, I can't allow her to take my son to Ireland.

I won't be able to see him.

He'll come visit you.

You need to think what's best for Fedya now.

The worst thing is that no one cares about Fedya in this situation.

Nastya.

Good morning! I was about to call you.

- I have lots of info on Karpukhin. - Let's see.

I found out that he ordered all kinds of bugs online.

In pens, key chains, watches.

Brought them to the service center a few times.

- So he used them a lot. - Yes.

Yeah, Karpukhin didn't just take shots of his clients.

He also recorded all the conversations. Including his own.

There's more. I checked his calls.

He called and met people who knew Glushakov.

They are fake CEOs of the companies

that helped Glushakov pump money from the jewelry factory.

So if Karpukhin was watching Glushakov,

he could find out about his scheme?

He was blackmailing him.

Something doesn't add up here.

Glushakov had a motive to kill Karpukhin, not the other way around.

True. But.

Glushakov was no fool. Oksa, have a seat, please.

I found this folder among Glushakov’s papers when I went to his office.

There are divorce cases in it.

Why would he need those cases and what do they have in common?

- Karpukhin? - Exactly, Karpukhin.

I found out that Karpukhin called

all the women from these cases who filed for divorce.

Apparently, he gave them evidence against their husbands.

Yes. But what's in it for Glushakov?

I studied these cases and as it turns out,

all these men are very powerful people.

I think any one of them could easily destroy

a nobody like Karpukhin.

So Glushakov responded to blackmail with blackmail?

I suppose so.

And Karpukhin had a motive to kill Glushakov.

So maybe it was Karpukhin who swapped medicine

when he met with Glushakov in the restaurant?

Yes. Then on the same day he saw Glushakov’s wife

and gave her the photos, providing her with a motive.

OK. We have everything in place. But no direct evidence.

I have an idea. Let's see if it works.

Zhanna. Take a seat, please.

What is this? A prank?

I don't have much time.

So please explain why I'm here.

We're still waiting for someone. Now everyone's here.

Is this a joke? Why did you gather all of us here?

Because we need your help.

Two days ago we were suspects.

Yes. But you all share one thing.

Love for Vitaliy Glushakov.

And I think all of you want to know who killed him.

You see, we devised this operation in order to arrest the suspect.

And we need a bait, so to speak.

I'm sorry but I won't be part of it.

Actually, what makes you think

I had feelings for Vitaliy? It's not true.

You know, I'm gonna go too.

You know perfectly well how Vitaliy treated me.

I'm sorry he died, of course.

But I won't put myself at risk.

I think we overestimated this whole love thing.

- Good evening. - You? What are you doing here?

I need to talk to you.

We had a deal. I give you the photos,

no more calls or meetings.

This is a very important conversation and believe me,

it's much more important for you than for me.

Fine. Come on in.

Close the door.

I'm listening. What did you want to talk about?

Today I was going through my husband's things and found this...

Looks like just a trinket.

- But... - But what?

But there's a bug inside.

Turns out, my husband recorded all his conversations.

To his last day. Do you follow?

No, I don't.

The day you gave me the photos,

you met with my husband. In the Montmartre restaurant.

Remember?

It's weird that you don't.

You had a very interesting conversation.

There's more. This is a pack of chondroxide.

Vitalik took a pill and died right before my eyes.

You don't remember it either?

- Strange. - What is strange?

Why did you come to me, not the police?

Because I'm not very sad about my husband's death.

I put up with his betrayal for so long. Now I only think about my future.

I want to have a good time, you know.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Really?

At first I thought that bitch Zhanna did this.

I decided to get a pretty sum from her, when it all settles.

But after I listened to your conversation with my husband,

I realized it was your doing.

No one will ever prove that.

I'm not sure. Did you know?

Those aren't regular policemen working this case,

those are apecial agents. With fancy devices.

I've been there. I've seen it.

If there's a single speck of dust on that pack,

the examination will determine where it came fom.

What do you want?

One hundred thousand. Not rubles, of course.

Euros.

But I don't have that kind of money.

You don't have a choice either.

Listen. Where am I supposed to get

a hundred thousand euros?!

Fine. I'll agree to seventy.

That's a good number. Let's leave it at that.

Huh? To the deal?

To cooperation!

My husband was a very cunning man.

How did you manage to fool him?

I thought it all through.

When he finished eating, he took out his medicine.

That's when a tall pretty blonde approached him.

I had sent her, of course.

She wanted to take a photo with him.

And while he was posing with that cutie,

I swapped the pack!

Got it, you brainless hen?!

Down! Don't move! Put your hands behind your head!

Put Karpukhin in the car.

Sorry. We're a bit late.

Everything worked out perfectly.

Emma was brilliant.

- Oh yes, brilliant. - Are you feeling down? Kirill.

The team solved a very difficult case, and you don't look happy.

- Why? I am. - Oh, is it you being happy?

Apparently, I have initial signs of associative personality disorder.

What? You're into self reflection now?

It’s just that Alla bribed one of her colleagues

and he gave her a certificate of me having initial signs

of associative personality disorder.

And she'll use it if I decide to get a divorce through court.

That's what's bothering you!

This is just stupid. Calm down.

One specialist's opinion isn't enough.

There are other experts. For example, your humble servant.

Other experts can refute the opinion of the first expert.

So don't let it bother you.

The certificate doesn't bother me. Alla does.

If she is capable of such things, she won't stop at that.

And I don't know how far she can go. You know?

I do.