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Dig a bit more on this side, and we'll get it.

We didn't give permission for exhumation.

No one even informed us.

I repeat, no one informed you

because you aren't related to

the deceased, Valentina Kochetkova.

But we laid Valentina Dmitrievna to rest.

- My wife and I arranged her funeral. - Yeah.

I understand. But understand this as well.

This exhumation is necessary for investigative actions.

What investigative actions?

What could Valentina Dmitrievna be involved in?

She was a teacher of Russian language and literature

and devoted her entire life to school and children.

I've already explained to you that

the investigative actions have nothing to do with the late Kochetkova.

A gang of looters appeared here at the cemetery,

they open up graves and steal golden jewelry.

Are you saying that Valentina Dmitrievna's grave was opened too?

Quite possibly. But only an examination can confirm that.

Careful!

Put it on the edge.

Look! What is it?

Give me the shovel.

Looks like another body.

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During an exhumation,

a forensic scientist discovered a human skeleton under a coffin.

So, in fact, two bodies had been buried in the grave,

one of them without a coffin.

Maybe some old burial?

The coffin decomposed, but the remains didn't.

This is what we need to find out.

The case of looting at the cemetery was investigated and closed...

But another case was filed

upon the discovery of human remains.

The case was handed over to us,

as a freelance forensic scientist can't handle it.

Anyway. Here are all the materials, photos from the exhumation...

And so on and so forth.

- I see. Is that all? - For now, yes.

- I'll go then. - Yes, go.

Goodbye.

Sorry. Ed, are you very busy right now?

Do you want to have lunch?

I thought you'd say:

"Forgive me, Oksochka, it's our first date and I'm late.

There's no excuse, so please

accept this beautiful bouquet of roses from me as an apology.

Ed, you're a genius! Of course, they have records.

To us! To the Academy.

- I can't. - Everything will be fine.

Oksa, marry me.

What? Are you an idiot?

Ed...

Tonight there'll be this awesome IT people's party

and I thought that maybe you could join me?

We have a lot of work today.

Really?

Can I decide how much work I have

and how I'll deal with it?

- Ed, did you hear about the new case? - No.

Zorina said that the bones are on the way to our lab now.

During an exhumation, they found another skeleton under a coffin.

Apparently, murder.

But the killer didn't think that the grave could be plundered.

What happened?

They found an alien near Norilsk. The're bringing it to us.

What alien?

I think your bacteria will make you crazy one day.

So what happened now?

Oksa isn't herself. Snapping at me all the time.

So talk to her. Find out what's going on.

She's avoiding me.

Therefore, doesn't want to talk.

Have you ever thought why she's behaving like that?

Maybe she has feelings for this Atran guy.

Then it's pointless to talk to her.

Ed, my man.

You didn't find yourself in the trash.

Yeah, you're right. Then again, my bacteria make a good company.

- Kirill, busy? - Not really.

- Can I come in? - Come in, come in.

I'm making a shopping list for Fedya.

- Pleasant chores. - Yes...

I think I'm begining to understand women.

- Why? - It's not easy for you.

- I don't know which toothpaste to buy. - Are you serious?

- Of course I am. - Can I see?

Fedya moved back in and I don't want

him to have any problems with everyday things.

Kirill, honestly, your concern for your son deserves a lot of respect.

Nastya, are you here for work or?..

Oh... Sorry, sorry, for work, of course.

The remains found during an exhumation will be here in half-hour.

- Will you take them? - Sure, not a problem.

Sorry.

Yes, Arkadiy. Are you and Artur at the Shilovs'?

Let me know the results.

Nastya, sorry.

Natural is better, right?

- What? - Natural is better.

- Sorry. Tootpaste? - Yes, yes!

Of course it's better. Yes, Arkadiy, yes.

That's it. I don't care what he wants.

Awful. How could this even happen?

That's what we're trying to figure out. Your testimony would help us a lot.

What are you implying? That we could know whose

remains were in Valentina Dmitrievna's grave?

You arranged the funeral.

Maybe you remember who dug the grave.

We ordered a coffin, wreaths and the funeral at a funeral home.

They arranged the funeral, I just paid for it all.

By the way, Yelena, what was your relationship with Valentina Kochetkova?

You're not related, right?

She was my school teacher.

After I finished school, we stayed in touch.

She was very lonely...

When Valentina Dmitrievna retired,

Sergey and I supported her financially.

She was sick all the time. Needed a lot of medicine.

Her pension wasn't enough.

Listen, maybe those looters put the remains in the grave?

It's unlikely. Although we didn't rule out this version.

It could be anyone, really.

They dug up the grave the day before, so they could've done it at night.

Maybe. In any case, if you remember something,

please contact us. Here are my phone numbers...

- Thank you, take care. - Come, I'll walk you out.

Goodbye.

Kirill. I'm here.

OK, I'm almost done.

I already have some information for identification...

I'll tell you.

Good.

Male, 25-30 years old. Height about 180 cm.

Hold on.

Judging by the remains, the body lay in the round for about 3 years.

As did Valentina Kochetkova's body.

The cause of death?

It was violent death.

He was killed with a double-edged weapon.

Where did they stab him?

In the upper chest.

The collarbone.

That's how it was broken.

To rule out a fracture, I examined the edges of the bones

and I can say for sure that

the injury was inflicted by a cold steel weapon,

And it was a person of incredible physical strength.

I never had a case when bones were broken with a knife.

Determine the appearance of the deceased. OK?

- OK. Can I begin? - Of course.

Oksa, you're very good at restoring things that are long gone, right?

Yeah, we all are.

Are you implying something?

Yes. Maybe you can try to do the same

with your relationship with Ed?

Wait, did Ed send you to talk to me?

No, no! This is totally my initiative.

Shurik, a relationship is not a computer program.

It has different rules and logic.

I disagree. I think they have a lot in common.

The most important thing is to think the steps through.

Right?

I'm not going to do math.

I want to live the way I want.

Awesome. Nobody forbids you.

But you also need to consider other people's feelings.

Listen, what exactly hurt his feelings? Me going to a party with friends?

Should I get his approval

for all my plans?

Oksa, it's not about the party.

- What then? - It's about the consequences.

Is it diplomatic wording?

Oksa sleeps with whoever and now it's discussed with colleagues?

What?.. Come on! No. No...

You know what, Shurik, I don't wanna talk about it anymore.

Let me work.

I need to restore something that's long gone. So leave, please.

OK. The pastries.

Are we gonna eat everything now or leave some for tomorrow?

You know, it depends on your grades. How was the essay?

I got B-B.

- Two then. - Two. You've already eaten one.

So, one. The rest is all mine.

By the way, we have a new game. You must create an empire.

We'll see whose turns out more awesome. If I win, these are all mine.

Fedya, I'm sorry, but let's just get a good sleep.

Can I at least have one of yours?

You can. But drink tea, OK? Don't just eat it dry.

- Oksa, hi! - Hello, Doc!

- How is it going? - Well...

Unless my question is distracting you from work.

No, no. I'm almost done.

Done. I can tell you. Look...

Valentina Kochetkova, buried 3 years ago in early August.

Based on this, I made a list of men, checked the database.

25 to 30 years old,

went missing in July - early August.

Here are these men. 14 in total...

Here's a three-dimensional image of the victim's face,

which I made based on the skull.

No matches.

That's wonderful, but when asked how it was going,

it wasn't this story I meant. It was Ed.

More precisely, what's going on with him lately.

Listen, why would I know what's going on with him?

Because everyone is worried about him.

He's not himself lately.

Great. Then you can all ask him. Am I an expert on Ed?

Fine, Oksa, fine...

Now I understand what's going on with Ed. Sorry for bothering you.

Hello, son, you're home? Good. Chops are in a skillet.

Warm them up, OK?

Eat and do your homework. OK. Call me if you need anything.

Well, Dr.Lemke, any news?

Yes, there's one interesting detail

that will help us identify the deceased.

It would be awesome.

Oksa recreated the appearance of the deceased,

but he's not among those who went missing in that time period.

Then find out if one of them is a boxer.

- A boxer? - Yes...

Judging by the paired nasal bones

and fractures at the base of a metacarpal of the proximal phalanx,

the deceased was a boxer...

I also found a crack in his jaw, probably a boxing injury too.

So tell Oksa to look for a boxer.

Dr.Lemke, can you tell her yourself?

- Please. - OK, fine.

Oksa, hello. Please check if there's a boxer among the missing men.

I don't know, professional or amateur? No?...

Then check if any boxers had gone missing earlier.

We'll be waiting.

OK. There's more. There are changes in the bone tissue.

But I don't understand whether he got them alive or dead.

Can't say yet. I think if we identify the deceased,

it will help us understand what kind of changes these are.

That's all for now.

Here. Konstantin Barkasov. Professional boxer.

Went missing 3 years ago, at the end of May.

So two and a half months before

his body was put in Valentina Kochetkova's grave, right?

So we can say for sure that Barkasov's body and Kochetkova's body

were put in the grave at the same time?

Ed ran a test and found out

that the body was decomposing in this grave all 3 years.

Really? Ed's at work?

I thought he'd left. He has a fever. I sent him home.

Not really. He ran the test and left.

I see. What's next?

We rule out the looters because they appeared at this cemetery

just a few months ago for the first time.

Did you ask the gravediggers?

Of course I did. But they know nothing about the remains.

And we have nothing that would point to them.

Is it possible that Barkasovs body had been buried before

Kochetkova's grave was dug?

Well, it's possible, but a bit illogical...

Why hide a body in a place made for graves,

knowing they would dig there sooner or later.

Can we find out if Barkasov was alive from the moment he went

missing till Kochetkova died?

It's impossible to determine

the month of death based on bones.

So Barkasov was kidnapped at the end of May,

killed in early August and buried in the grave

prepared for Kochetkova?

Or he had been hiding those two and a half months.

Let's not rule out both versions.

We'll consider all the versions.

Oksa, does Barkasov have relatives

who we could talk to?

He had no parents. He grew up in an orphanage.

Married. Has a child. His wife's name is Rubina. She's Romani.

Good. Send me his wife's contact information. I'll talk to her.

Deal with Barkasov's phone calls.

Is this info still available?

No, but the investigators who had the Barkasov case

had to have gotten the list of his phone calls.

OK. Then I'll make a request?

Sure.

I no longer hoped he was alive.

But that he'd be found in someone else's grave...

Tell me, what happened to him?

Unfortunately, at the moment we know just as much as you do,

but we're investigating, and I assure you

that we'll do our best to find your husband's killer.

- We are counting on your help. - I'll tell you everything I know.

Although I knew so little about him. About his business.

He never told me anything and didn't like questions.

He rarely came home.

He was training or with his friends in the evenings.

I understand that it's been a while,

but maybe you could try to remember the day

he went missing. Where did he go that day?

I remember that day very well.

He woke up late,

lay in front of the TV until 9 PM.

Then he just left. Didn't say where, as usual...

At 11 I started calling him, he didnt pick up.

And his phone. His phone was already off.

Did he receive any threats?

Maybe he was involved in some kind of conflict?

I don't remember anything like that...

No...

Although, there was one conflict.

What conflict?

It happened two weeks before he went missing...

We were going somewhere. I don't remember where.

We dropped by the club where he used to train,

he said that he needed 15 minutes to do something.

Do you know what?

No, he didn't tell me.

But I think he had some problems.

Why do you think so?

Because I went there after him.

He parked the car in the wrong spot,

and someone couldn't go through. I called him, but he didn't answer.

So I had to go there.

When I came in, I saw

him in the hallway arguing with some woman.

He was about to hit her, he grabbed her by her hair.

He only stopped because he saw me.

He started yelling at me, of course,

lashed out, and I had to get out of there.

Did you find out who that woman was?

I never found out what her name was. He didn't want to talk about it.

Stopped me every time I tried to talk.

I see. Sorry, one call. Just one quick call.

Oksa, hi! Listen, I'll give you the address of this sports club.

Please find out how many women work there

and try to find their photos. Print them out if you can.

Hello, son, hi. How's homework going?

Ah, you solved it. Well done. Well done.

What else? Literature?

Wow, that's a serious book.

OK, go ahead, read it.

Read, son, read. Bye.

- That's her. - Are you sure?

Yes, that's her for sure.

This is a doctor from the gym, Larisa Terentyeva.

Thank you, Oksa. Come on, Rubina.

- Oksa! - Yes?

- I need a consult. - I'm listening.

Is it possible to calculate the force of the blow

that broke Barkasov's clavicle?

I believe it is. We have all the input data:

bone density, soft tissue resistance, angle of impact.

Yeah, I believe so.

Great. When can we have the result?

Half-hour tops.

- Great. I'll come back in half-hour. - OK.

- May I? - Yes.

I'm the Arkadiy Rotkin from the Investigative Committee.

- Hello. Please. - Thanks.

I won't be long. Just a few questions.

I'm listening.

We'd appreciate it if you

told us about the relationships

Barkasov had with other boxers and coaches.

It would help us investigate his murder.

I'm sorry, doctor, but why are you asking me?

There are so many people who knew him better

and could tell you more about his problems.

Maybe, but I won't hide the fact

that we know you had some kind of conflict with Barkasov.

That's why I'm asking you.

It's true. But I didn't have a conflict with Barkasov.

He had a conflict with me.

I see. What caused that conflict?

My professional position.

3 years ago, during a medical examination,

I discovered that Barkasov had a venereal disease, syphilis.

Naturally, with such a diagnosis, I couldn't allow him to fight.

He would've infected his opponent.

Of course, you are right.

So he probably wanted you to hide that fact?

Of course.

After trying to persuade me, he began to threaten me.

He even tried to hit me once.

His wife witnessed it.

She probably told you this, right?

- Yes, your guess is correct. - I see.

What happened next?

I warned him that if he didn't calm down, I'd inform the management.

I never saw him again after that. And 3 weeks later he was gone.

Strange, why didn't he want to be treated?

He would've returned healthy, in good shape.

He really needed money.

He had some financial problems?

Financial. Not just financial. Barkasov.

He was not a man with high moral standards.

He didn't have a proper lifestyle.

Alcohol, women, gambling - all beyond measure.

But he didn't just have financial problems.

What other problems did he have?

He passed his STD on to his wife.

I don't know the details, but they say that

Barkasov had serious problems with his father-in-law.

Now that's interesting...

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

- Thanks. Sorry for bothering you. - Never mind. I hope I helped.

Yes, yes, of course.

- Take care. - Take care. Goodbye.

Kirill, I calculated the force of the blow that killed Barkasov.

The result is, let's say, unexpected.

Yes, indeed. 600 kilos, wow.

Yes, give or take 50 kilos.

Still, it's a lot.

It's a lot. For example, a blow of a boxer who weighs 70 kilos

is about 200 kilos. Tyson's was about 800.

So this is a blow of a heavyweight boxer.

- Yes. - There are very few

such people.

Then we'll look for them.

Please collect the information on Rubina's father.

Rotkin says he and Barkasov had a serious conflict.

OK.

- OK? - Yeah.

- Hello. - Can I?

Of course. What do you have?

I found changes in Barkasov's bone tissue

and I have this ridiculous assumption,

but it can explain these changes.

Do tell.

What if straight after Barkasov was murdered,

his body was frozen, and buried only 2 months later.

These changes are the result of freezing.

This is entirely possible. But why would the killer do it?

They couldn't get rid of the body at once, so they froze it.

And waited for an opportunity to get rid of it, apparently.

- Can I? - Yes, Oksa, come in.

I found something on Rubina's father.

Her maiden name is Radova. Mother died 10 years ago, father's alive.

His name is Djura Radov.

Where does he live? What does he do?

He owns a butcher shop near a market. This is the address.

Thanks.

Butcher shop. There has to be a refrigerator there.

Big enough to hide a body.

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

Artur, hello! Listen, we need to talk to Barkasov's father-in-law.

Yes, write down the address.

- Yes! - Good afternoon.

Hello. Sorry, what are you doing here?

The meat is over there.

I need something else. Are you Djura Radov?

Yeah.

Artur Vardanyan. Investigative Committee.

We're investigating the murder of your son-in-law.

Yes, I know. My daughter told me.

What was your relationship with your son-in-law?

It was a normal relationship.

And your last fight before Barkasov went missing?

Listen, what fight?

You learned that Constantin had passed an STD on to your daughter.

Hold on, did Rubina tell you?!

It doesn't matter who told us, tell us where the fight happened.

It happened here...

I learned about it from our family doctor.

Turned out, that scumbag didn't just cheat on my daughter,

he also infected her. Insulted our family.

What happened next?

Then I called him and told him to come here.

Of course we didn't just talk.

At least that asshole got a couple of good clouts,

taught him a lesson.

That's a very interesting knife. A dagger, I would say.

It's a family heirloom.

It was passed from my grandfather to my father, then to me.

May I?

Please.

I didn't kill him. I would, but I didn't. Got it?

I'll take it for examination. For a little while.

For a little while.

- Goodbye. - Take care.

Dr.Lemke!

Zorina asked me to give you this.

Wow! What is this sword?

It belongs to Djura, Barkasov's father-in-law.

They had a fight a week before Barkasov disappeared.

But, perhaps, it wasn't their last conflict,

and we need to find out whether this knife is a murder weapon.

Would a murderer keep a murder weapon all these years?

Artur found out that this knife is a family heirloom.

Passed on from generation to generation.

And if he'd have murdered someone with this knife,

Djura wouldn't have thrown it away. A knife is a gypsy's honor.

OK, fine. I'll handle it.

Wait, is it also about Barkasov?

Yes, this is the tibia of his right leg. See a little round mark?

I'm trying to understand where it came from.

Dr.Lemke, let me help you too.

It would be nice. I'll take care of the knife.

- Great. I'll be at the lab. - OK.

Djura's knife is impressive but it's not the murder weapon.

Barkasov was hit with a subject sharpened on both sides.

I tried to recreate the shape of the murder weapon

based on the edges of the broken clavicle. Here's the result.

- Looks like a dagger. - The blade is too wide for a knife.

The secret of the mark on the tibia is revealed.

- Shurik, what mark? - This one.

This is a model of a rubber bullet gun. This mark is from a rubber bullet.

Hold on. So not only he was stabbed,

he was also shot from a rubber bullet gun?

- Maybe. - OK.

This gives reason to believe that there were several attackers.

What if a small fight between Djura and Barkasov

turned into a full-on showdown?

Djura called his fellow butchers

and decided to deal with his son-in-law in a serious manner.

I don't think Djura could start a war against his daughters husband.

I also think it's unlikely.

Barkasov's murder could be the result of some other conflict.

Maybe a debt.

By the way, the doctor from the boxing club said

that Barkasov had some debts.

We need to talk to Djura again, maybe he knows something.

Hi.

Hello. Did you find anything?

Test results showed that Constantin wasn't killed with this knife.

It's been so long. I don't even know how I can help you.

We need details. Any information.

Tell us whom he owed money.

I knew he had a lot of debt. I helped him for a while.

Then I stopped. Then he called me a couple of times and asked for money,

said it was for the treatment. I didn't believe him, although...

Although what?

The day we had a fight

and he came here, he received a call.

He became very nervous, began to scream in the phone...

Do you remember what the conversation was about?

I think his doctor or his coach called him.

I didn't get it, to be honest.

He kept saying he wouldn't agree to go down.

Refused to continue the conversation.

I think they wanted to put him in the hospital, but he refused.

Remember the date and time.

I got pork that day.

And I get pork on Fridays.

So it was Friday for sure.

Right. So it was a week before he went missing.

May, 18th. Between 10 and 11 PM.

I was locking up.

- The 18th of May. - Yes.

Thank you! Thank you!

- Yes, please. - Hello. Can I?

Yes. Come on in.

I'll finish in about 30 minutes.

Please.

Oh, Larisa, who is that?

- This is my husband. - Is he a boxer too?

Yes. Well, he used to be...

Now he's a promoter. Promoting his boxer.

He fought at heavyweight, judging by his size, right?

Yeah. Why are you asking?

Our experts have determined

that Barkasov died from a heavy blow to his head.

A blow only a professional heavyweight boxer can deal.

- Where are you going with this? - I'm just thinking.

What if you didn't forgive Barkasov

and had a chat with your husband.

Listen. Borya and I started dating one year and a half ago.

We've only been married one year.

3 years ago we didnt even know each other.

- I see. Apologies. - It's OK.

- I'll get to the point. - Please.

We know Barkasov was treated at some clinic. He owed them money.

Do you know anything about this?

Of course I do. He had this problem with his jaw.

He spent a couple of weeks in the clinic.

- Do you know how much he owed them? - I don't know that.

But I'll give you the address, you can call them or go there.

Anyway, ask them yourself.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Thank you, Larisa.

I talked to the boxers at the gym. Didn't learn anything specific.

Barkasov owed some money, couldn't pay,

but no one knows whom or how much.

Anastasia Vladimirovna,

the case on Barkasov's disappearance finally arrived.

Thanks.

And here are his calls, as you requested.

He received two calls that night, around 10 PM.

One from his wife, the other from Boris Gradov.

- Did you find out who that is? - Yes. Here.

Ha, I know him...

He's the husband of the doctor from the gym. Also a former boxer.

By the way, he's a promoter. Has this boxer.

And the most interesting thing is, 3 years ago, in July, there was

supposed to be a boxing match between Barkasov and Gradov's boxer.

Wait, Djura told Artur that

during that phone call Barkasov

said the phrase "I won't go down" a lot.

So Djura thought that Barkasov was talking to his doctor or his coach

but "to go down" is a boxing term,

means to lose a rigged fight.

So Gradov tried to buy a victory for his athlete.

Yes. Or to threaten Barkasov. In any case, Gradov had a motive.

Maybe you could try

to remember that

phone conversation with Barkasov.

I don't remember it at all.

It's been 3 years. How can

I remember what I discussed with Barkasov on the phone?

One of the witnesses of that conversation, despite these 3 years,

remembers very well that Barkasov raised his voice

and kept saying that he wouldn't "go down".

So what?

I think you tried to persuade Barkasov to lose.

I have a great boxer.

And he would've easily put Barkasov down in that fight.

I see you're not taking my words seriously.

What you're saying isn't serious.

But you'll believe how serious I am when you find out

that we are starting an investigation

on rigged boxing fights.

It won't help you achieve anything.

Maybe. But you could get in trouble.

If your name comes up during the investigation,

it can really damage your reputation.

- Are you blackmailing me? - Not at all.

I'm just letting you know about our future plans.

Fine. I talked to Barkasov

about the upcoming fight.

I learned that he had financial problems.

And invited him to my country house to discuss everything.

But he didn't even listen to me.

- Anastasia Vladimirovna! - Yes, Oksa.

Here's Barkasov's medical record from the clinic.

So how much did he owe them for the treatment?

I don't think it matters anymore.

Look, the chief physician. Yelena Shilova.

The Yelena Shilova?

I browsed the social networks and found this photo

she posted three and a half years ago.

Good. Thank you very much, Oksa.

Here's Constantin Barkasov's medical record.

I think I remember. Boxer, right?

Right.

Irina, did Yelena Shilova and Constantin Barkasov know each other?

Why are you asking me? Not Yelena?

Because Barkasov was killed 3 years ago,

and his remains were found in Yelena's favorite teacher's grave.

So I want to know how close Yelena and Constantin were.

I don't get involved in other people's business.

Then I'll interrogate your staff, one by one.

You, the commercial director,

dont really want that, right?

You know, there's need for that,

because any nurse will tell you that they were lovers.

Is that all? Am I free to go?

That is all. Thank you very much, Irina.

Goodbye.

- Checkmate. - Wow. Neat.

What can I say, this one could easily hit like that.

But why did he kill Barkasov?

Gradov persuaded Barkasov to go down. Barkasov refused.

I checked the bookmaker's estimates.

If Barkasov had lost, Gradov would've made good money.

200 000 dollars.

Then it didn't make any sense to kill Barkasov.

I agree. But judging by what we got, Barkasov died fighting.

Maybe Gradov was trying to scare him.

Barkasov lost his temper. Gradov killed Barkasov in a fight.

Yeah. Maybe.

But I think this version will be hard to work out.

It's naive to hope that he'll confess.

We have no direct evidence against Gradov.

But we have new information pointing to the Shilovs.

Barkasov and Yelena Shilova could've been lovers.

Same old story... Wife, lovers.

The story is old, but Shilov, the husband, doesn't fit here.

He's scrawny. He couldn't have defeated Barkasov.

He couldn't throw him down the stairs or smash his collarbone.

They do have a staircase.

Yeah. Leading to the bedroom on the second floor.

The stairs can explain a lot.

If Barkasov was murdered on the stairs,

the killer could've jump-stabbed him.

Add his weight to the force of his blow,

you have a broken clavicle.

Arkadiy, take Artur and go to the Shilovs.

I think there's a lot to talk about.

Have you heard of Constantin Barkasov?

No, who is he?

The man whose remains were found in your teacher's grave.

- We already told you... - Sergey! Stop.

This is his medical record.

He was treated at the clinic where you work as the chief physician.

And? I can't remember everyone who was treated at our clinic.

Of course. You can't remember everyone

but you knew Barkasov. You were close.

Would you care to explain where you're going with this?

Of course I would. But first, answer one question.

Where is the dagger

that used to be right here, above the fireplace?

- What dagger? - This one.

Tests showed that the clavicle was broken with this blade.

Barkasov was killed on this staircase.

One of the blows was struck from behind, he was jump-stabbed.

That blow broke his clavicle.

Then he was shot from a rubber bullet handgun.

A rubber bullet handgun is registered in your name,

the caliber matches.

When I realized that there was someone in Yelenas bedroom,

I thought it was a thief.

I took the dagger from the living room, went up to the second floor.

When he came out, I tried to stab him with the dagger,

but he knocked it out of my hands and started beating me.

Who shot the rubber bullet gun?

I was scared that Costya would kill Sergey and fired.

Costya grabbed his leg and ran down.

Sergey took the dagger and rushed after him.

I stubbed him jumping from the steps.

Then we fell on the floor. Then I stabbed him a few more times.

Where is the refrigerator where you hid Barkasov's body?

In the basement.

Why didn't you get rid of the body straight away?

Why did you keep it there for 2 months?

I was very confused and decided

to keep him there for a while.

What's this? What is this?! What's going on here?

- Well clean it up. - Don't.

- Go home, now! Where do you live? - Next building.

- Where do you live? - Second floor.

Second floor. Home, now! Now! Now. Now.

Bye, guys.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

- What is this? Did you do your homework? - Yes.

- Show me your copybook. Where? - Here.

Why did you take out my documents?

I just wanted to show my friends what an interesting job you have.

Friends. It was the first time I saw them. Friends.

We became friends today.

So you don't want to admit that you're guilty?

Also, you're lying. Where's your homework? It's empty.

- I was bored. - Should've read a book. Bored.

You all say that!

- Who? - You and mom.

If you don't need me, just say so. Take me to a boarding school.

I'd read books there all day long.

What are you... What boarding school?

You have a job, so does mom. Work is more important for you than your child.

Fedya, I promise you,

I will try not to work late.

I give you my word. As the chieftain.

- Peace? - Peace.

Let's clean it all up.

Too bad we let your guys go.

Now we have to do it ourselves.