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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.