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Diplogenesis

We're retracing Nostradamus's steps.

He studied here in 1529.

I loved this place

when I was a student.

Can you feel all the history around us?

Erwan...

Oh, yes.

It's a bit creepy, though.

Come on.

Do you realize how lucky we are to have this?

Yeah.

Help!

Help, I'm burning!

Help!

Help me!

Professor!

Professor!

Help!

Shit, Fenucci.

Erwan, close the door.

What...?

Close it, now!

What's going on?

Hallucination, a burning sensation,

the black fingers...

All symptoms of bubonic plague.

Hello.

DARK AGES

- What's this? - It's my list...

"Parachuting, diving,

"rock climbing on the via ferrata..."

I want to give dad some ideas for my birthday.

- Like a letter to Santa? - You're one to talk.

I'm turning 17.

Who asked to spend a week

riding horses in Corsica last year?

You can't compare that.

I won't get much anyways...

Look on the back side.

"Pass all your exams, then we'll talk."

Yeah, tough.

Yes.

You get to learn guitar while I study.

I doubt dad crammed so much at my age.

He only wants what's best for you.

He's always bribing me.

I'm sick of this house.

Hello, my loves!

Croissants, chocolate bread, and pastries.

Anything you like.

So? Isn't it nice to spend a Sunday together?

It's mom.

Yeah, Léa?

No, not at all. We were about to eat.

Are you bored? Want to come over?

You miss us, huh?

I'm in no mood for jokes. 2 of our men are in quarantine

and we have a corpse, maybe a plague victim.

Seriously?

I'm off to the university. Get to the station.

- OK? - OK.

Take care.

OK, thanks.

School of Medicine

Sorry, excuse me.

Hello, Stéphane.

What are you doing?

Chief Soler. I have 2 men inside.

Your rank is irrelevant.

We must wait for the bacteriological unit.

Shit!

So they're locked in there?

Great.

We must find out how the victim was infected.

This is the 21st Century. Bubonic plague is over.

False.

It exists in Madagascar and elsewhere.

Really?

Camille, see if the victim travelled recently.

I'll check all places that have the bacterium.

Sophie, I want a rundown on Fenucci.

Are you my superior now?

The Chief put me in charge.

It's not my fault.

Hey...

Don't worry, I'm sure Erwan will be fine.

- And Franck - Yes, him too.

Why would I only worry about Erwan?

Well, you're partners.

He's like a brother.

I have a boyfriend.

OK Marchal, we'll keep in touch.

- Who is the lady in black? - She works here.

Thank you, Thierry.

Hello, ma'am. Do you work here?

One could say that.

I'm Fabienne Charlemont, dean of the university,

Nice to meet you. Chief Soler. Did you know the victim?

I've been friends with Jean-François for 30 years.

He's a leading plant pharmacology researcher.

- Did he have enemies? - Do you think...?

We explore every possible avenue.

Marcel Girard can tell you.

He kept the samples and was close to Jean-François.

- Where can I find him? - The medicinal garden.

He's there on Sundays.

Thank you. Excuse me.

Yes, Franck. How are you?

How is Erwan doing?

OK.

Wait 2 seconds, Franck, hold the line.

Our forensic doctor is inside.

Maybe he could take the samples.

Good idea. That will save us time.

- I'll send him help. - Great.

Did you hear that? They'll send someone in.

Plague has an incubation period.

I have to take samples from Fenucci and us.

Benjamin, you surely have syringes, for taking samples?

It's hot, isn't it?

- Maybe we're infected. - Erwan, don't panic.

Camille says I'm a hypochondriac.

Perfect. Think about Camille and forget all else.

My fingers look dark, don't they?

Captain.

Fenucci hasn't travelled to any risk zones.

OK.

So, workplace contamination, or poisoning...

I checked, and in France the bacterium

is kept in high-security labs.

- No thefts recorded. - I'll keep looking.

Yes.

Captain.

The Colonel wants you.

So do the journalists. The plague...

Yes, of course. Thanks.

Sophie, anything on the victim?

Not much. He was a simple man.

Keep searching.

I'll call Léa to find out

if the university kept the bacterium.

And the Colonel, the press?

Yeah, right.

This is all I found.

Perfect, thank you.

What is this?

It's the professor's gourd.

Let's analyze it.

Until we find out how he contracted it...

Did he drink mate all day?

Always.

He made it daily in the profs' lounge.

Erwan, it's your turn.

- Ever stuck living people? - First time's a charm.

There is no bubonic plague here.

Fenucci must have caught it somewhere. Try to think.

Or maybe something with similar symptoms

caused his death.

We've 15,000 samples, some from the Middle Ages.

I have no idea.

Rye ergot fungus.

Excuse me?

It's a rye fungus of the family ascomycota.

- A fungus? - Yes.

Samples were saved during the last outbreak of plague,

but they're dangerous to handle.

Where is this sample kept?

In the old sample cupboards.

Thank you.

Hello, Erwan?

In the old cupboards.

Old cupboards...

- Family 209. - Yes.

Claviceps purpurea.

I found it.

It's empty.

What does that mean?

That may be the murder weapon.

Which would be good news.

A virus from this bottle wouldn't be contagious.

Yeah. Fenucci was world-renowned in his field.

I'll send you the link.

Look at all his publications.

Yes.

I would've loved to meet him.

He could've taught me so much about plants!

Do we have the victim's lab results?

Not yet.

What are they doing? This is urgent.

We'll have it soon.

Stop worrying, really. Here.

Three sprays calm the body and the mind.

- Are you OK? - Yes.

- Where is Erwan? - Over there.

At the back.

Everything is fine, you guys are free.

- What is it, then? - Plague of Holy Fire.

- What? - Holy Fire.

It killed millions around 950.

- I knew it. - No!

Calm down. Only the victim is contaminated.

- I don't want to die! - Erwan!

It's not contagious.

How did he catch it?

The mate gourd...

contained the bacterium.

So it was a murder?

Yes. Digestion period?

1 to 5 hours.

So he was poisoned this morning.

- Are you OK? - Yes.

I'll drive you. You've had a long day.

Yes, thank you.

Franck, will you take the body to the coroner's?

- Of course. - We're lost without you.

Sorry to pry,

but what were you doing here?

I was showing him the Anatomy Museum.

It's interesting.

There are illnesses, but...

Some people visit catacombs or castles on Sundays.

To each his own.

I don't mean to hurry you, Chief, but can we go now?

Yes, let's go.

- Debrief tomorrow morning? - OK.

Let's go, Erwan.

- Hi! - Hi...

12 minutes and 26 seconds late.

Sorry, darling.

I had a crazy day running all over...

Why am I apologizing?

What's the matter?

I'm giving you free lessons.

True.

- Shall we start? - Yes.

OK, let's do this.

Show me an E minor.

How is mom doing?

Good.

Is she going out, seeing people?

- She needs time for herself. - Of course.

It would be nice for her to meet someone special.

- Maybe she already has. - Yes.

- There's my chord. - That's good.

Give me 2 minutes.

Bathroom,

headache, aspirin.

Dad, there's only one toothbrush in mom's bathroom.

Who do you think I am?

And Marc Perel is the plumber.

We had a leak in the sink.

Mom would love it if you could take a look.

Hi.

I just had a crazy idea.

You're disgusting!

I'll ask dad to take me parachuting.

Right.

Why not eat my cereal, too?

And if you need anything else, just take it.

Come off it.

Listen. If he says yes,

I'll bow out at the last minute so you can go instead.

So...?

How about it?

It's like mom and dating.

What?

You take charge.

It makes us feel powerless.

But I don't need your pity.

OK.

Have a nice day.

National Police.

Erwan!

How are you?

- Good. - Cool.

Well well...

We were a little worried around here.

I feel almost brand new. I spent the night rubbing oil...

You should have used tea tree oil.

Of course.

Yes, but he wasn't infected, so...

Anyways...

any news on the victim?

Impeccable bank accounts, we'll see about the phone...

Check those emails,

We'll search his home.

These emails?

They're in Spanish.

Yes, and in Portuguese.

Welcome back.

Hello.

Captain Marchal.

I...

Are you the game-keeper?

No, the dean's secretary.

I'm taking care of Fenucci's things.

Did Mr. Fenucci spend much time at the university?

From 7:00 am to 7:00 pm,

7 days a week.

I see.

He practically lived here.

I see he had 3 appointments yesterday morning.

"Marie Van Der Noote, 9:00 am, Thibault Vandel, 10:00,

"Benjamin Duteil, 11:00." Who are they?

His PhD students.

They worked on Sundays?

Yes. They had to.

The professor chose only one.

Really? Just one...?

Chose one for what?

To go collect plants with him

in the Amazon jungle.

Was that a reward?

That would allow them to become his assistants

and gain access to elite research labs.

I see.

So he left every day at 7:00 pm?

Yes. Always at the same exact time.

Excuse me.

Because I see here

that he had an appointment at 9:00 pm, twice a week.

Who is AD? Any ideas?

No, I'm sorry.

OK, thanks.

Let's see what we can find on this AD guy.

Or girl...

Yes, or woman.

Do you think Fenucci had someone?

Well, some professors seduce their students.

That's true.

Let's recap:

Only the 3 students were with him

when the poison was poured into his mug...

Just two. Marie Van Der Noote never showed.

Maybe she's the person he was seeing twice a week

at 9:00 pm.

I'll call them all in to clear things up.

- Great. See you later. - Ciao.

Are you OK?

A very important page has just been turned.

I can imagine.

- Have you found anything? - No.

Well, maybe on the murderer.

This rye ergot fungus isn't your typical murder weapon.

I know.

And the suspect knew where to find a sample

and that it would dissolve in the mate,

leaving no aftertaste.

But he didn't know how irritating ergot is.

So they must have traces on their hands.

Or they left to seek treatment.

Maybe they wore gloves.

That's true.

Fenucci was a god, or a devil, to his students.

What do you mean?

He destroyed the careers of some for writing poor theses.

And vengeance is always a motive.

Now we have a lead.

We'll scour the university.

I found something on his jacket.

- It looks like saltpeter. - So...?

It's not Fenucci's style. He always dressed meticulously.

OK. Thanks.

- Cheer up, Franck. - Thank you.

Léa.

Yes?

Thanks for your concern.

No worries.

No wonder he spent most of his time at the university.

- His place was... - No sense of feng shui.

It was a monk's cell.

- A sad one. - OK.

But we did find something.

"In spite of your excellent grades,

"I have decided not to grant your request

"to come to the Amazon with me...

It has no address.

It must be 1 of the 3 students.

So Fenucci changed his mind.

An angry student would have killed his rival.

Rage and logic aren't always compatible.

We found nothing

regarding the initials AD.

The students are here. You 2 and Marchal question them.

- Very well. - OK.

So, how is it going on that dating site?

Captain, I get the impression

that you're trying to invade my personal space, which is weird.

OK. No, I'm just... trying to get to know you.

That's nice of you,

but I don't need a coach.

Plus...

I don't have time.

I have 2 kids, my job...

You will always have cases and kids.

Just saying.

The door... Captain.

Interrogation Room

I respected him tremendously.

To see him die like that...

I revered my thesis advisor.

He was harsh, but the world of academic research is cutthroat.

His trip to the Amazon...

It made you feel like his best assistant.

It was his way of testing us,

like coming on weekends,

or on Fridays at 6:00 pm.

He had no private life. His life was his research.

That's all he talked about.

The research,

the results.

AD?

No, it doesn't ring a bell. What is it?

Someone Fenucci met with every Tuesday and Thursday.

I practice sports in the evening.

Who was his favorite, the anointed one?

Marie.

Did she have the best grades?

No. No, no...

but I wouldn't be surprised if they were...

You know.

That'd explain her grades. She's no genius.

OK.

...but that's not so.

I was not Fenucci's mistress.

Not my style, not his either.

So you're not AD.

No.

Why didn't you attend your meeting yesterday?

The professor cancelled it so I slept in.

I needed it.

When did he cancel?

The day before, after class.

Who did you think was going to the Amazon?

Benjamin, his favorite.

Did you notice anything strange about him yesterday?

Maybe.

He arrived late, looking disheveled.

This was not like him.

He seemed absent, until...

Who did you think would be his next assistant?

Thibault.

No doubt, though that'd be mistaken.

Why?

Because he falsified data, results.

Fenucci met every Monday and Thursday with one "AD."

Ring any bells?

No.

None of them have marks on their hands,

so check to see if any of them has seen a doctor.

Benjamin may be brainy,

but he's the worst liar I've ever met.

Maybe "AD"

has something to do with Fenucci's activities.

"A" as in... Amazon. Amazon Departure.

When were they leaving?

In August, I think.

Yes, that's it.

So in a few weeks.

You have to buy tickets way in advance.

Unless you forget to make a reservation.

Here it is.

I have Fenucci booked for the August 3 flight.

And...

Thibault Vandel.

When was the reservation made?

A week ago.

That same day, Benjamin Duteil cancelled his ticket.

Why didn't Fenucci want to take you?

I knew nothing about this.

Very well.

There we are.

It's funny how I can tell when you're lying.

I haven't lied to you.

Stick to science.

You wouldn't make a very good poker player.

Come on, Benji!

Who is AD?

Who!

"Article on dean..."

Fenucci was writing about her?

I was helping him write

an article soon to appear, with explosive content.

"Explosive"?

Charlemont, the dean,

gives privileges to certain pharma labs.

They make hefty donations that she rewards with favors.

Why did he need you for it?

He was too well-known in the milieu.

I investigated for him.

Fenucci had decided to tell all.

Now that he's dead, if the dean finds out,

you'll pay dearly.

I'll be kicked out, and I won't get another job.

Charlemont has a lot of clout.

I need a list of the pharma firms you looked into,

and I want to know why Fenucci wanted to replace you.

The professor changed my life, he was an extraordinary man.

He may not have picked me,

but he would never have abandoned me.

I'm sure of it.

- Thank you, Matthieu. - Thanks.

Well, Benjamin is not our man.

Proof of hunch?

- Hunch. - Right.

I still wonder why hunches

are not valid in court.

But you're right. So says Franck.

Fenucci ingested the poison 1 or 2 hours before his death.

Benjamin had not arrived yet.

Thibault was with him, but he had no motive: he was chosen.

Now there's the dean,

who had a huge motive, and all the keys.

No, it wasn't her.

Is that a hunch?

We've had nuttier cases.

- "Nuttier"? - Yeah.

Yeah, maybe.

We'll question her.

If you want...

Oh no, I'll do it. It's political.

You're much more diplomatic.

- Definitely. - It's true.

- Léa. - Yes, Paul?

Maybe not now,

but we must talk about Internet risks.

Social media and dating sites

are full of lunatics, so be careful.

You're worried about the kids. I get that.

You shouldn't be. I warned them about that long ago.

- All's well. - OK.

No stress.

That's reassuring.

Chief!

I think I see something in Fenucci's emails.

Look.

He asked Administration to reinforce security at work.

He felt threatened.

And he was right.

Tall Camille and Marchal.

Keep investigating the dean and her lab connections.

Be very discreet. She's an influencial public figure.

He didn't feel threatened, he was obsessed with theft.

What theft?

A bit of everything.

It goes back weeks.

Samples, equipment,

even plants.

Is there a market for all that?

Possibly.

We have first-class equipment and expensive samples.

If Fenucci knew who it was...

It could have been the thief.

Excuse me, but...

what might a thief want these samples for?

No idea. I don't even know what was stolen.

Well, time to make an inventory.

Good luck. Thanks!

Very well...

Knock, knock!

Chief.

Colonel.

Are you investigating Fabienne Charlemont?

Yes we are. I see news travels fast.

I have eyes and ears.

Well, don't worry,

I just want her testimony, part of the routine.

You'd better forget about her.

She has nothing to do with this murder.

Is that clear?

Uh... yes indeed.

Yes, Sophie?

Get me everything on the dean,

as fast as possible.

Thanks, Sophie.

Yes, come in!

Can I help you, Captain?

Yes.

By explaining why you didn't tell me

that Fenucci was pestering the dean for cameras.

I was told to not to.

Not to anyone.

The thefts would harm the university's image.

Ms. Charlemont told you that?

Yes.

Well, you have nothing to fear.

I found out for myself. So you can talk to me.

I suppose so.

I searched this office and found nothing.

But a guy like Fenucci must have taken notes.

I put them away before you got here.

It'll be our secret.

Montpellier University

Captain!

Here's the list of all the stolen items.

Oh, great.

As a thief...

would you have risked taking out large objects right away?

No, I would have stashed them and come back for them later.

Fenucci wanted cameras to catch the robber...

and the hide-out.

Our Sherlock Holmes wanted cameras here, near the labs.

That's where the expensive stuff is.

What's over here?

The dissection room.

Nothing to steal there.

I'll just keep looking.

OK, good luck.

I determined the composition of the fungus on his jacket.

It's Phellinus cryptarum dust.

Right.

OK, let's recap:

Fenucci arrived at 7:30 am and didn't go back out.

Could he have gotten dirty before coming in?

No, he's extremely neat and finicky.

True. "Always impeccably dressed."

So where might he have come in contact with that thing?

Phellinus loves humidity, darkness, old rocks...

There are many such places here.

Great. Paul is there now, so let's call him.

I better go personally.

Oh, alright.

So you don't trust Marchal.

Of course I do, but I want to go.

I owe a lot to Fenucci.

I want to help.

OK.

I have a match between the dean and the labs:

Patrice Vandel.

Hello.

Hello.

Patrice Vandel, like student Thibault Vandel?

His father.

He owns a pharmaceutical lab and sponsors the university.

So he got chosen thanks to dad's money.

And his lab is mentioned in Fenucci's "hot article."

Thank you, Sophie.

Let's go to the university. I'm going too.

Yes.

- I'll be upstairs. - I'll be right up.

Dean's Office

Ms. Charlemont!

Hello.

Chief Soler, I'm in a hurry.

I'll get straight to the point.

How did you react when you learned that Fenucci

was going to ruin your career?

What's all this?

About the privileges you grant to certain labs,

and especially to Thibault Vandel's father's.

We must maintain our status.

State subsidies are insufficient,

so I need sponsors, and they need me.

That's legal.

There's an ethical issue here,

especially when students are unjustly privileged.

I did impose Thibault.

So what?

Mr. Fenucci was going public:

Your friend had little care for your career.

He was an honest man.

I wouldn't have killed him.

The morning he died, I was with Patrice Vandel,

discussing my future in his company.

Deans are not for life.

We will verify all that.

Go ahead, then.

You also used your influence to send me a warning.

What did they tell you?

"Treat the dean carefully"?

No, it was something more categorical.

They said: "Forget about her."

But you didn't obey. Well done.

I really loved Jean-François.

Find his killer.

That's all I want.

- What're you doing? - Helping.

I don't help you do your job, so leave me alone, OK?

You need me, Marchal. I know this place by heart.

I was a mischievous student.

What, you came without a tie?

Or even worse?

If these walls could speak, they'd tell of the girls I seduced.

Living girls?

Come with me.

This area is no longer used.

Why that way?

Phellinus cryptarum must grow where we're going.

Your Latin nomenclature seduced girls?

In his notes,

Fenucci wrote a surveillance camera was needed here,

another one there...

And what's in the middle? Just a wall.

I've heard some areas here are not on the map.

Meaning...?

They used to say some students had built secret rooms

to carry out forbidden experiments.

Just a university legend.

- Hey, give me a hand. - What?

Bingo!

Shit.

A clandestine lab.

Yeah.

With all the stolen equipment.

OK, now we need to know what they were doing.

Let's see.

It looks like a medicinal protocol.

It's remarkable.

Whoever did this is a real genius.

A genius who killed Fenucci.

Hematology

Tell me, Franck.

San Bernardo disease. Any clues?

A rare, neurodegenerative disease.

If this is a treatment for that,

it's totally revolutionary.

Knock, knock!

Oh yes, sorry.

The dean's alibi is confirmed, so back to square one.

We've missed something

but I don't know what, so we must keep looking.

Do you play the guitar?

No, they're for my daughter.

She takes classes? A musical ear is important.

Her dad is teaching her. Musical ear? I'm not sure

because Marchal has no rhythm,

but miracles do happen.

He teaches her at your place?

Sure. It's easier that way.

They set the time, he can come and go...

He has your house keys?

Of course.

If Thomas or Alice lose their keys...

That's why it's so hard for you to start over.

No. No, that has nothing to do with it.

Really?

Your ex could arrive at your house, anytime, unexpectedly.

Well... No.

He doesn't just come in any time he wants.

OK. That's good, then.

That's why all divorced couples have their ex's house keys.

Excuse me.

Sure.

Chief Soler here.

Hi, Léa.

It's a painkilling formula for San Bernardo disease.

I see. Who might have created that?

That's hard to say.

We'll need to know whom this was for.

Call all the regional hospitals to find out.

- Yeah. - Thank you, Paul.

There are 2 San Bernardo patients in the region:

Miroslav Jenic and Charline Dubois.

I'll take Miroslav, you take Charline.

I almost caught the plague, and now this?

Don't worry, hospitals are sterilized environments

full of doctors.

But 5% of hospital patients contract some form

of nasocomial disease.

Did you know that? Camille?

She's in an artificial coma.

Her pain has been unbearable for 2 days.

What happened?

We don't know.

The Dubois case has long been a mystery.

How come?

A few weeks ago, she got better for no apparent reason.

- A medical miracle. - Anyone visit before her relapse?

Yes. 3 days ago, a professor came and asked questions.

A professor?

Wait.

- Could this be him? - Yes, that's him.

He wanted to know about her treatment.

It's never changed.

Did others visit Charline Dubois?

Her sister comes almost every day.

You had everything to help your sister.

Anyone would have done the same thing if they could.

Her suffering...

I couldn't stand it.

We were 18 years old, with our whole lives to live.

Charline started experiencing leg pain.

We thought it was because of the exercise.

Then she started hurting badly,

all the time.

And no treatment did her any good, except yours.

Unfortunately, Fenucci was going to denounce you.

I don't follow you.

We have no proof and she knows it.

She's smart.

She admits she set up the lab but that proves nothing.

What do you have there?

- What? - Did you catch colera?

I bought preventive essential oils.

That's great!

They attenuate seasonal transition.

Acute paranoia sets in at the police station.

- That's great. - These are salts...

Perfect!

Marie has nothing on her hands so she saw a doctor.

I checked local MDs,

and nobody treated fire plague.

- What about vets? - What about them?

Animals still contract it, you know.

They can ingest the virus.

You should have told me.

Oh gosh...

It's on the Internet.

The Prés Carrés clinic.

You told them your dog had eaten

some infected wheat.

But you don't have a dog.

A blood sample will confirm that you took the treatment.

That at least proves it wasn't premeditated,

or you would have used gloves.

I was scared.

Tell me what happened.

I tried to convince him to let me go on.

He was impressed with my research,

he was even enthusiastic.

He had reason to be.

But why did you kill him?

Because...

he couldn't accept anything that side-stepped protocol.

Do you understand?

You would have had to wait weeks for authorization.

But, without treatment,

Charline will be dead in 6 months.

She's suffering so much.

But you killed someone, Marie.

I had no choice!

I panicked.

If I let him live, Charline would die.

Or...

What would you have done?

Honestly?

I hope I never face a choice like that.

And I'm sorry...

for both you and your sister.

I need a favor.

I'm listening.

Let me see her one last time.

- Hi! - No, Paul.

You ring the doorbell.

This is not a public place.

I said "knock knock."

You didn't ring.

I need Alice's musical scores.

Right over there.

- Are you OK? - Yes.

Well, we caught a murderer.

But...

we're letting a young woman die in a hospital.

I wonder how one can be fair in such cases.

The dean signed an agreement with the Vandel lab.

She will give them Marie's work,

which belongs to the university,

and in return

they will make Charline's medicine. No protocol.

- Really? - Yes.

That's good, eh?

Yes!

About the guitar lessons...

Did Alice change her mind?

No, on the contrary. She really likes it.

And we talked about you.

Alice likes the idea of you having a new man in your life.

You talk about that with them?

That's weird.

It's not strange, it's healthy.

People in a family should be able to talk freely.

And honestly, without nosiness.

Honesty is the word, yes.

Not hiding things.

Of course.

So, do you have someone?

Oh, so you do.

Well, I'm happy for you.

That's great.

Do I know him?

How old is he? What does he do?

Does he live here?

Excuse me.

I must sound like that when I interrogate Alice.

I have no one, Paul.

But it's none of your business.

We've been married... I mean divorced... for 10 years.

We're both free adults.

Plus...

if we want to move on,

we should both try to find the right distance.

It's not healthy for you to keep my house keys.

It'd be better if you gave them back.

Well...

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