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She’s already weird but now she leaves her workstation at the drop of a hat.
Who knows what she’s doing with that cop.
I’m sure it’s not in the Regulations.
Wait, look.
Ah, uh...
You could certainly tell us how many there are, right?
I cannot count them. It is technically impossible.
However,
with 6 of those toothpicks, I can make 4 equilateral triangles.
I will let you try it.
You impress me a lot, you know.
It is actually quite simple. Usually you do it with matches-
No, I’m not talking about toothpicks, but how far you’ve come in a few months.
I admit that I wasn’t thrilled at the idea of your collaboration on cases, but...
you made a lot of progress with Commander Coste.
I am still the same.
I am still autistic. I will always be autistic.
And I do not want to be someone else.
That’s why it’s spectacular, Astrid.
You stayed the same but you gained confidence.
“They laugh at me because I am different,
I laugh at them because they are all the same.”
Is it from Diderot?
- Hello, ma’am. - Hello.
No, Kurt Cobain.
It is Théo, Raphaëlle’s son, who taught it to me.
€4.5.
- Here you are. - Thank you.
You know, I thought about it plenty. This guardianship business...
We could end it.
You’re autonomous.
You don’t need a guardian anymore.
- €5.8 - Thank you.
I do not know.
I’ll let you think about it.
Come on.
Yes.
You impress me a lot, you know.
Dad.
I’m so proud of you, sweetheart.
You have a job.
And Gaillard says you’re gifted.
Even if he'd like you to take fewer initiatives.
Tell me Dad, please.
How many times is that now, Astrid?
I do not know. I did not count.
Tell me again. Please Dad, tell me.
One more time.
“The Art of Fugue” is certainly Bach’s most incredible masterpiece.
Its music is composed on the basis of musical lines nested in each other.
First, he exposes the theme in the prelude
as if he was giving us a clue.
Then,
he stacks up the lines, he entangles them, knits them together.
And all of that, with 2 hands.
There.
The second line just arrived.
What’s magical with Bach is... the more you listen to him,
the more you’ll be able to mentally
dissociate the lines from one another.
Like when you dissociate the pieces of your puzzles.
The victim’s name is Camille Vavin. She’s 25.
She’s been a tenant here for 2 years.
She’s an ordinary girl. Evidently, there's no breaking in.
- She opened to her aggressor? - Must have.
I must warn you. It’s a little harsh in there, okay?
Well, her throat was cleanly slit. She died in a matter of seconds.
I would say last night around 10 pm.
The murder weapon was next to the body. I gave it to forensics.
Her eyes are closed.
Were the eyes already closed when you arrived?
Uh, yes. And?
Eyes stay in the position they were in when death happens.
So, she died with her eyes closed.
Spectacular revelation.
If death happened in a matter of seconds,
why did the victim have her eyes closed, Dr. Fournier?
Maybe the killer closed her eyes?
Yeah, sure. And he said a little prayer, too.
Well, I’m gonna take some samples on the eyelids.
This time, I really don’t see why it’s important.
We’d better focus on the biological marks on the crime scene.
- Could you… - Yes.
What do we have over here?
You’re gonna be happy. There are traces everywhere.
We found skin and hair samples under the victim’s fingernails.
I believe she scratched the killer when he came in for the kill.
We also have the murder weapon which is covered
with fingerprints embedded in the blood.
Well, if it matches,
this case will be closed quite fast.
Ok,
we checked the victim’s daily life. We've got nothing.
Camille Vavin was liked by almost everyone at her workplace.
No known enemy. No litigation.
No conflict with anyone. Nothing.
Her private life?
A boyfriend: Simon Cusson.
He's waiting in the interrogation room.
But once again, there's no proof of a conflict between him and the victim.
And the guy is totally shook.
I don’t think that's an act, you know?
Her parents?
Nothing. She saw them every week.
A close-knit family with no prior history.
We’re missing something.
You don’t kill a girl like that without any reason.
I don’t know, I-I swear.
Camille liked everyone.
Everyone liked her.
And people who weren’t close to her?
Could someone have bothered her in the subway, or...
did she have any problem with a neighbor,
or at work?
Simon,
even if it’s about you, you have to tell me about it.
No, it’s not me. It’s not me. It’s...
It’s Camille. I-
I didn’t like that but I know that she smoked when she was alone sometimes.
She smoked.
Pot?
Do you think she could have had problems with that?
I don’t know. I don’t know.
It’s the only thing she was doing that was off the books.
Okay. Thank you.
The wildest thing she ever did was smoking pot from time to time.
Wow.
Well...
She’s the Présidente de Tourvel, that girl.
Maybe there’s a…
what’s his name…
maybe there’s a Valmont in her building who sold her pot.
Yes, Dangerous Liaisons.
Présidente de Tourvel, I know that. Michelle Pfeiffer.
Ok, I’m getting back to my Valmont.
There’s a former convict living in her building
who was already caught for drug trafficking.
I saw that. Marc Varenne.
He just did three months for hitting his ex-girlfriend.
He’s under electronic supervision. He wears a bracelet.
- With a GPS? - Yeah.
The penitentiary gave us his every move.
Marc Varenne was in his flat at the time of the murder.
Or...
Or…
Or at the victim’s place one floor up.
The GPS can’t differentiate that and the coordinates stay the same.
I just had Julien Frédéric on the phone.
The samples taken under the victim’s fingernails
and the fingerprints on the murder weapon
belong to a so-called Marc Varenne. It’s her neighbor, apparently.
Well, he’s home, half naked.
I posted a man on the roof to warn us if anything changes.
What’s happening?
- Marc Varenne? - Yeah.
What the hell?
What the hell?
Hello, Sir.
Ichor company?
Leave that on the floor.
Have a nice day.
Why would I kill Camille?
We know damn well the deals between a dealer
and his clients aren’t always perfect.
I haven’t sold to her in over a year.
I’ve been clean since I left prison.
I’m not using anymore. I’m not in business.
I’m on probation, I’m not crazy.
Come on.
It’s safe to say that a crime like that, it’s not for a few grams of pot.
I think that after prowling around the pretty young woman for a while
you started to wish for more.
I never would have killed little Camille.
This girl embodied kindness.
Ok, Mr. Varenne, enough playing around.
We know you were in the building at the time of the murder.
I live there. Logical, no?
Except...
your fingerprints were on the murder weapon.
And your DNA under the victim’s fingernails
and everywhere else on the scene.
I don’t understand a thing. I swear, I didn’t kill her.
It’s 4:14 PM.
You’ll pass in front of the liberty judge
in readiness for your placement in temporary detention.
What is it, Astrid?
- Did you notice something? - No.
But something is not working.
The pieces of the puzzle do not fit perfectly together.
I trust you, but here, everything points towards Varenne:
his DNA, his fingerprints, his history.
It’s normal.
You haven’t been in the field with me for long,
and I know this feeling, believe me.
You think that
once the case is closed
you'll feel better, but it’s not always the case.
Camille is dead and no one will bring her back to her family.
Yes.
Something is not working.
Another very well-conducted business.
And this time you stayed within the rules.
Well done, Coste.
Thank you, Commissioner. I hope we didn’t make any mistake.
Justice will decide now.
We’ll pass Marc Varenne to the prosecutor's office.
Now, you’ll be able to go on vacation with your mind at ease.
But I – I didn’t take any vacation.
I did it for you. You accumulated too many days off
and since I don’t want to have the direction on my back …
- No, no- - Yes, yes,
I’m not asking, Coste. It’s an order.
And you’ll be able to enjoy your boy since it’s the school holidays.
Leave town. Go on an isolated island.
Deal? Thank you, Coste. Enjoy your vacation.
Yes, but-
This music is beautiful.
- It’s so... - Rigorous.
I was gonna say moving.
Why rigorous?
On the contrary, it...
it flows as a river,
- or as a tear on a cheek. - No, believe me.
It flows as a mathematical sequence.
It is a cello suite from Jean-Sébastien Bach.
Bach’s music does not owe anything to chance.
I see,
you’re gonna tell me that
- you see that as a puzzle. - Of course.
Jean-Sébastien Bach wrote musical puzzles,
and I can prove it to you.
There.
You heard those 4 notes?
It is a si bémol,
a la,
a do
and a si bécarre.
Yes. Yes, of course, I-
I recognized them, of course.
The Anglo-Saxon notation for music associates notes to letters.
A
for la,
C
for do, and so on.
You must easily guess what those notes correspond to.
B – A – C – H.
- Bach. - Bach.
Yes.
A man
hiding his name
in the notes of his music pieces is, without a doubt, a puzzle lover.
At the very least, a lover of enigmas and codes.
This is why I love Bach’s music.
It helps me focus.
It helps me think.
And,
I used to listen to it with Dad.
Astrid, I came to tell you that
I was going away for a few days with Théo.
Alright.
I’ll only be gone for 3 days.
- Enjoy your holiday. - Thank you, Astrid.
- 3 days. - Yes.
Ok...
We’ll see each other when I get back.
Good morning, Dr. Fournier.
- You asked for me. - Yes. Hi, Miss Nielsen.
Well... I just wanted to- to inform you that-
that after your intervention at the crime scene,
I studied the victim’s eyelids.
There was nothing.
No fingerprint, whether digital or genetic.
Ah.
But you were right.
The eyelids were probably closed by the killer.
You see, when the eye stays open,
the cornea quickly becomes opaque after death.
Whereas if it’s closed,
it can take up to 24h. You probably already knew all that.
- No, I did not. - Yeah?
Anyway, the girl’s cornea was completely opaque.
Which tells us with near certainty
that she had her eyes open when she died,
and- and that they were closed afterwards.
Ok.
This does not change the fact that Marc Varenne is guilty.
But thank you for this information, Dr. Fournier.
No, no. I- I’m the one thanking you.
You are thanking me?
Why?
You’re one of the best criminalists
I’ve had the chance to work with, Miss Nielsen.
And I don't say that due to your knowledge, but because
you’re thinking outside the box.
I would’ve never paid attention to this if it weren’t for you.
I believe you helped me progress, yeah.
We should never settle for the bare minimum but…
I was starting to stagnate and,
since you’ve been working with us,
I find myself working differently,
with more heart into it.
If I may seem rude sometimes,
it’s because it's the way I am, but…
I appreciate our collaboration a lot.
There, I said it.
Very well.
Do you want me to register your report on the victim’s eyes
in the forensic report that will be archived?
- Yes, thank you. - Yes.
I’m gonna drop a copy at the precinct
for the case file that we’ll send to the prosecutor's office.
Alright.
Goodbye Dr. Fournier.
Goodbye Miss… Astrid. Have a great day.
- Have a great day. - What? Don’t you have work to do?
Hello.
Hello, Commander Coste.
It is Astrid, hello.
- Hello? - Yes, Commander Coste, I-
Astrid, is that you?
- Yes, it is me- - Hello?
- Yes. - Hello?
- Yes. - Wait, hold on, I’m-
I’m looking for a better signal. I’m gonna try to step up on something.
- You are stepping up on something. - Shit.
Ah.
- Can you hear me? - Yes.
What’s going on, Astrid?
Marc Varenne‘s file just arrived at the Criminal Documentation.
- And you found something? - Yes.
There are a lot of elements in the forensic report.
They made several standard tests
based on the samples taken from the crime scene.
In particular, a hair analysis
on the hair found under the victim’s fingernails.
Yeah, right, ok.
- Well, what did this test show? - It is positive to tetrahydrocannabinol.
- Varenne smoked cannabis? - Yes.
Well that’s weird. I’m almost sure that the test
he took when he was in custody was negative.
You are right. The regulatory screening
did not show any trace of drug.
Which could mean that
the hair found on the crime scene do not prove a thing.
And that Marc Varenne is innocent.
Astrid is right, Commissioner.
It’s really strange that the hair found
under the victim’s fingernails is 2 months old.
We’re maybe being played.
Why am I talking to you, Coste?
The duty board says you’re on vacation.
Listen, Commissioner. There’s something strange in this story.
I’m not crazy.
Miss Nielsen, what makes you think that the hair is 2 months old?
The hair found under Camille Vavin’s fingernails had traces of tetrahydrocannabinol.
A hair analysis detects traces of drug consumed
up to 2 months prior.
But,
Marc Varenne
was negative to the test when he was in custody.
We just do a salivary test before custody.
It’s totally possible that the test flunked
and that it’s a false-negative.
Yeah, well, you need to check.
If Varenne was indeed clean, we have to reconsider everything.
Well done, Astrid!
Th-Thank you.
We call back the forensics and
we take a blood, salivary, and hair sample
to do a complete analysis on Marc Varenne. We’ll see what comes out of it.
Meanwhile Coste,
enjoy your vacation, okay?
Go see some cows, grill sausages.
I don’t know. Sing songs by the fireside
but I don’t wanna hear about you again.
- Count on me, Commissioner. - Bye, Raph.
Bye. Bye, Astrid.
G-Goodbye.
Could you tell me more about DNA, Mr. Frédéric?
How precise is it?
You know, we often think that genetical expertise is an affirmation.
In fact, it’s mainly statistics.
- A probability calculation. - I know.
That is why we only study 13 markers of the DNA sample.
Comparing DNA in its totality
would be really complicated, even impossible.
I don’t know how you do it but each time, you amaze me.
- You’re a true criminalistic encyclopedia. - No.
I only know what I learn in criminal files.
For DNA, I read it this morning on the internet.
Mr. Frédéric,
do you think it would be possible to make
DNA lie voluntary?
On paper, yes.
- I finished. - Very well, thank you.
In practice, it’s more complicated. But...
maybe in a good mystery novel, why not?
No need for a change of plan.
We will have the results of the new samples in 24 hours.
And if they prove that Marc Varenne lied
and that the 1st test was wrong,
- then the case will be closed. - Ok.
Well, we’ll do a check in in 24 hours.
Kisses, Astrid.
- Kisses, Théo. - Goodbye, Astrid.
Goodbye.
I know what she’s doing with that cop.
- She’s a criminalist. - No way!
I checked. The Lamarck case,
the novelist who was arrested because he killed his figurehead.
That’s her.
The Fulcanelli case. The alchemy story. They talked about it in the news.
- That’s her, too. - Really?
Yes. Miss Nielsen?
Can you explain to me the toothpick thing?
Please, be nice. I'm losing sleep over it.
You should try to think about it differently.
Try to see them in 3D.
I cannot say more. There is an emergency. Sorry.
- Mr. Gaillard. - Ah. Hello, Astrid.
Hello. I-I need to talk to you about something important.
Do you want to talk about your guardianship?
No, it is something serious. I tried to reach Commander Coste
but her phone is on voicemail.
Does it have to do with the young woman’s
murder the day before yesterday?
It is better if I show you. Come with me.
Yes.
Are you sure?
You never wanted me to enter this room before.
I had never found out something so serious, until now.
It is here.
Mr. Gaillard.
I have something very important to ask you.
There are 13 other murders,
spread over more than 10 years.
13...
that would be linked to the same killer.
But,
Astrid, those are closed cases.
Guilty people were judged for each of those murders.
Each one of the defendants was arrested
on the sole basis of criminalistic evidence.
DNA or fingerprints. Without concrete motive.
And each of them said they were innocent,
exactly like Marc Varenne.
So, you’re telling me we don’t have 13 culprits in prison but
- maybe 13 judicial errors. - No.
There are 13 cases but 10 culprits.
Some were accused of several crimes.
Here. There.
But there is a body of consistent evidence that leads me
to think that all those cases might be linked to one single killer.
But it’s not the same MO.
What makes you think of a single culprit?
It is not the same MO, true. But they all have something in common.
Blood.
No matter the way the victims were killed,
they all bled abundantly.
And most of all,
there is the killer’s signature.
The signature is always the same.
The signature?
Something that is not an obligation in the process of killing someone.
But something that the killer does,
each time, even subconsciously. They do it each time.
And you found a single signature linking those crimes together?
Yes.
All the victims had an opaque cornea.
Like Camille Vavin.
And?
And, they all had their eyes closed.
You do not die with your eyes closed.
Except if you are asleep.
The killer closed their eyes.
It is his signature.
Closed eyes.
Amazing, Astrid.
Amazing.
Your father would have been so proud of you.
Astrid?
There’s been a problem.
Your father was hurt during an operation.
Dad always says he can get hurt.
But...
He didn’t survive.
Did you understand, Astrid?
Yes, I understood.
I understood very well.
Dad will never come back.
Thank you for providing me this information, Mr. Gaillard.
So,
As you know Miss, your father died.
We’re here to help you.
We’re gonna put in motion solutions to help you.
Do you understand?
Obviously, she’s incapable of autonomy.
It’s already a miracle that her father could keep her
out of the institutional circuit.
Now that he’s dead, I don’t see how she
could manage on her own, at all.
I agree.
Her verbalization is mediocre.
And her decision-making capacity seems non-existent.
I think we need to consider placing her, quickly.
Hello, Mr. Gaillard.
I’m sorry, Raphaëlle isn’t there.
I know, Captain. I wanted to talk to you.
What can I do to help you?
It’s sensitive. I’d prefer showing you.
Could you come to the Documentation?
Is it about Astrid?
No. Well, yes, indirectly.
When can you be free?
Give me an hour and I’ll be there.
Perfect.
Hello, Sir.
It’s done.
We have the results of Marc Varenne’s blood and genetic analysis.
It should have taken longer.
I saw that it meant a lot to you.
I pushed everyone to speed up the process.
Thank you.
You pushed everyone…
Don’t you feel lonely here, all day?
I like the peace and quiet.
Are you sure of yourself?
Yes, I checked twice.
The first test was indeed wrong.
Your guy has a very small amount of THC in his body
matching those of the hair found under the victim’s fingernals.
Something is bugging you?
You should be happy.
No, on the contrary. If Marc Varenne is guilty,
nothing makes sense anymore.
I am certain about the other murders.
What other murders?
I cannot tell you anything.
Very well.
I’ll leave you alone.
Thank you sir, goodbye.
The only possible explanation would be that
the results were voluntarily tempered with.
The results were voluntarily tempered with.
Arthur,
I don’t like this emergency at the Doc very much.
I don’t have time. Could you go there for me, please?
- Yep, I’m on it. - Thank you.
Physical contact is really unpleasant for me.
Would you have the kindness to move away from me,
please?
You're a level-headed person.
Come on, sit.
No touching.
No touching.
Not a single one is missing.
You know, no cop has ever made the connection between all my crimes.
And it’s a little, insignificant archivist who finds out the truth.
Wow.
- Please. - Be good.
I am good.
Now, you’re going to tidy up all that, nicely.
Yes.
There are files on the table.
I must put away all the files.
- Those are closed cases. - Yes.
- Believe me, they’ll stay closed. - Yes, I will put away the files.
- I must put away the files. - And be really careful of what you do.
No touching.
- I’m watching you. - Yes.
Please, no touching.
- No touching. - No touching, thank you.
No touching.
Astrid? Is there a problem?
Yes, there is a problem.
Hello, Miss. Lieutenant Enguien.
I’m here to see Mr. Gaillard.
He’s not in his office. He must be in Miss Nielsen’s space.
- I’ll take you there. After you. - Thank you.
Oh my God!
Mr. Gaillard?
Mr. Gaillard can you hear me? Call an ambulance.
- Hold on, Mr. Gaillard. - Astrid.
Look at me. Look at me.
Astrid needs you.
Stay with me, Mr. Gaillard.
Gaillard died in the ambulance on his way to the hospital.
- Fuck, tell me it’s not true. - Astrid is missing.
What?
It’s in her office that we found Gaillard’s body.
Hey!
Don’t touch that, it’s very fragile. It’s an original edition.
It’s evidence, Commander.
What? Nico, can you explain?
You suspect Astrid?
Listen, we’re only searching for clues.
Don’t play dumb with me. Is she a suspect, or not?
Yes, Commander. Miss Nielsen is a suspect
and presumed innocent.
We’re doing our job.
A job which you clearly can’t do correctly
or objectively in this case.
That’s why I gave it to Captain Perran.
And now, Raphaëlle, please leave the premises. You’re on a crime scene.
Well...
All the markers we found belong to Astrid and Gaillard.
We're still searching but
nothing indicates that another person entered the room.
Do we have the results of the analysis on Varenne?
Was he positive?
Yes, he was positive to THC and cocaine.
Varenne wasn’t clean.
It was the hair found under the fingernails that were telling the truth.
The first test was a false-negative.
It happens. I’m sorry.
I got it.
You gotta
place the toothpicks in 3D, look.
It forms 4 equilateral triangles.
We just had to look at it differently, Dorotha.
Oh, yes.
Commissioner! Commissioner, listen to me.
I spent time with Astrid. I know how she thinks.
Or at least I think I know how she thinks.
Give me 5 minutes on the crime scene, please.
I need to think like Astrid.
Think out of the box.
Think out of the box.
That’s not Astrid’s style.
Messing up her shelves like that, no.
- Did your guys do that, Frédéric? - No, impossible.
That’s it!
She tried to leave me a message.
Yeah!
Nicolas, look.
This rack has 5 shelves. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
Nico, you did music theory, right?
Uh yeah, I did a bit of music theory.
Ok,
imagine that this rack
is a stave and that each file sticking out is a musical note.
What would be the notes?
In the clé de sol it would be...
fa,
la, do, mi, fa.
Fa, la, do, mi, fa.
Ok.
In the Anglo-Saxon notation, each note corresponds to a letter.
So, fa
is F.
- La. - La is A.
Do
- is C. - Mi.
E, F.
F-A-C-E-F.
FACEF. It must mean something.
- Raphaëlle… It’s just untidy files. - Wait, wait.
You told me in clé de sol, right? Are there others?
- Raphaëlle! - Are there others?
- Yes, there are 8 of them. - Yes.
The other most known one is the clé de fa.
Okay. Go on.
La, do, mi, sol, la.
A-C-E-G-A.
ACEGA.
ACEGA, that’s insane. Raph, it doesn’t mean anything.
Wait. It does.
Esteban Acega is the name of my assistant.
Police!
Clear.
Oh, shit.
There are all the elements for the preparation of Camille Vavin’s murder.
And all the elements to frame Marc Varenne.
Astrid was right.
Calm down.
There’s no use struggling.
I’m a figment of your imagination.
So I can't help you.
But try to find out
how I’d react in a situation like this.
I’d say various swear words, colorful ones.
And then,
I would think.
Acega didn’t bring you here
to let you die like that.
Or he would have killed you at the Criminal Documentation.
And,
by now,
I must have decoded your message.
And since I’m a good cop,
I’m gonna find the place.
But it’s going to take time.
You’re gonna have to buy time, Astrid.
Buy time.
I need to buy time.
I need to buy time.
I need to buy time. Buy time.
Miss Nielsen...
Who could kill you?
I select a culprit based on their MO for the murder to look like theirs.
Ah, yes.
Marc Varenne.
Déjà vu.
You do not have any hair or sweat.
This is how you can go on crime scenes without leaving any trace.
There are always traces, but you do not leave any trace.
Anhidrotic Ectodermal Dysplasia.
You are ill.
You wouldn’t imagine what we found in his fridge.
There are samples of about 30 people, neatly identified with small labels.
Blood, hair, skin, and even sperm.
They all have a criminal record.
They were his future culprits.
He’s one step ahead of us.
Raphaëlle,
this guy already has a lot of blood on his hands.
You have to know that Astrid could-
I don’t want to hear it.
We go through everything we found at his place.
We break down his life and we find Astrid.
Okay, Raph.
And alive!
We’re very much alike, you know.
So brilliant.
So different from others.
You were also judged,
rejected.
But you never turned that into hatred, Astrid.
Don't let him stoop you down to his level.
You have to trust yourself, Astrid.
You’re qualified.
Good.
Keep buying time.
I am capable.
They laugh at me because I am different,
I laugh at them because they are all the same.
They never laughed at me.
- Yes. - Oh, no.
Yes, you do not have any hair.
People laugh at those who are different.
You do not have hair, they laughed at you -
- They were afraid of me. - No.
So,
I gave them a good reason to be afraid.
And you?
Aren’t you afraid,
Miss Nielsen?
Yes.
I am scared.
I am scared inside.
But you are alone.
You are very much alone.
And you will always be alone.
Thank you.
It contained biology material.
It was delivered the day before yesterday.
The address is right but it was delivered to a company.
- Ichor LLC. - Ichor.
It’s the blood of the gods in Greek mythology.
The blood of immortals.
Ichor LLC.
It’s a company whose corporate purpose is research and development in biology.
The director is Acega and we have an address.
A warehouse in an industrial wasteland.
- Ok. - Let’s go.
No touching, please.
Physical contact with strangers is unbearable for me,
please let go of me. I studied your crimes.
You are a murderer, certainly. But you are not a barbarian.
You do not torture your victims.
My feet are bound, I cannot run away.
Holding me like this is unnecessary.
No touching.
Which one did you like best?
None.
Which one did you find the best accomplished
from a criminalistic point of view?
Camille Vavin.
I liked Camille Vavin’s one best.
Yeah.
Why?
Because you made a mistake.
One cannot make mistakes. I do not like to make mistakes.
But you made a mistake.
It is thanks to this crime that I found you.
Thanks to this crime
that the puzzle was solved.
No touching.
Is everything a game for you?
I like puzzles.
I like enigmas.
So,
how will you solve
this small jigsaw,
Miss Nielsen?
Like a 6-piece Burr.
By removing the lock so that everything falls apart.
Secure the area, come on.
Hurry up.
Astrid?
Astrid.
Astrid?
- You decoded my message. - Yes!
Yes.
Mr. Gaillard?
He’s dead. I’m sorry, Astrid.
I’m sorry, Astrid.
- Could I see him? - Of course.
Miss Nielsen ran away when we were at her home.
Could you lead us to her? We have to take her.
- Absolutely not. - Yeah?
Well, what could stop us from doing so?
Astrid Nielsen is under my responsibility.
Let me clarify a couple of things then.
You’re just her boss.
You do not have a single right.
So, unless she’s under your guardianship,
you cannot stop us from taking her.
I'll fill out an application form. It’s planned.
Astrid’s father entrusted her to me.
I have documents proving it.
I don’t know if you understand what you’re doing.
Fuck you.
We tried to put it back as it was.
I took photos before those savages from forensics came.
It’s the least we could do.
Miss Nielsen.
Astrid, I believe we didn’t
understand you until now.
I know Mr. Gaillard’s passing will leave you with a big void.
But,
you can count on us.
We’re here to support you.
Dorotha.
Thank you.
Miss Nielsen?
I'm a guardianship judge.
Do you know what it means?
A guardianship judge is a magistrate of the judiciary order.
Charged mainly with the opening of legal protection measures,
curatorship, guardianship and family representation.
The profession was created in 1964
during the great reform of guardianships.
A yes would have been enough.
You asked me if I knew what a guardianship judge was.
I answered you.
Your guardian, Mr. Alain Gaillard,
director of the Criminal Documentation service,
- is dead. - He was murdered.
With a knife.
Before this tragic moment,
he sent us a long letter,
in which he details elements of your life that led to believe that
maybe this guardianship wasn’t needed anymore.
Guardianship is what we call a protection measure.
If you say yes,
I can order a release today
and you will get out of this room as a major
and legally responsible person.
Is that what you wish, Miss Nielsen?
I said yes.
I am a major and legally responsible person.
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