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WHAT REMAINS

-I'll bring it back tonight. OK? -Fine.

Only if that's OK with you.

They'll all be dying to bring me home, I'm the boss!

I bet. No, I'll come pick you up, so maybe I can kidnap you!

Isn't that Marta?

Yes.

She'll want some news about the investigation.

Well, go over. She's waiting for you.

-Bye. -Bye.

-Hey, Marta. -Hi, Carlo.

Don't worry, I'm not here to throw my anger at you like I always do.

Don't worry about that.

I brought you something.

I had it fixed.

I wanted you to have it.

Don't feel obliged to wear it,

but I liked the idea of you having something of his.

I'll happily wear it, thank you.

Let me help you.

This is where Paolo Moselli was hit.

These are the CCTV cameras Olga was working on.

They all switched off at the same time. Do you want to know when?

-The moment Paolo was hit? -Exactly.

Should we still believe it's all a coincidence?

-Does Marta know? -Not yet.

I want to be certain first.

Then I want to ask to be re-assigned this case.

Can I come in?

It looks like you are already in.

I'm Silvana Bergamasco.

We had a meeting. You canceled all the other dates.

You must be Special Inspector Soprani?

-Pleased to meet you. -My pleasure.

I'm the new union representative.

I studied the organization chart, that's how I know who you are.

I'm really pleased you're promoting ethnic minorities, well done.

Thanks.

I'll get going. I'm just over there, if you want a selfie with me.

Is he offended?

No, he likes joking around.

Make yourself comfortable. What can--

We need to talk about training courses for the officers.

-It's five minutes from here. -OK, let's go.

Cantabella.

I'll wait for you out front.

Yes.

Why did you let her in?

Because she had a meeting with you.

I asked you to cancel everything.

Yes, but she insisted. She asked for another date.

Anyway, I did leave a note on your desk.

You didn't say anything, so I thought it was OK.

Do you call that a desk? It's a dump. How would I find a note there?

Anyway, call me in five minutes and tell me there's--

I can't, I'm leaving now.

We received a call from a nearby high school.

Why don't I know about it?

"I can't deal with everything. Check it out, then tell me about it."

I don't act like that, so don't make my impression.

Anyway, tell Cinzia to call me.

No, Cinzia can't either.

Emma is going to be vaccinated. Do you remember signing a permit?

Of course, I remember.

Inspector, are you trying to escape?

Not at all. I'll be with you soon.

So, that's blood.

-How about the writing? -That's paint.

-Thanks. -Malik.

The janitor said that when he closed the school, everything was normal.

So, these clothes appeared between 3 p.m. yesterday and 7 a.m. this morning.

-They must have climbed the gate. -Are there any CCTV cameras?

No. Neither inside nor outside.

What's she doing here?

It's my fault. I'm sorry.

The janitor was upset when he reported the body, so I forgot to cancel her.

You came in vain, the body is missing.

There are only bloodied clothes. I'm sorry.

Di Castro will be pleased to know,

since the sight of dead bodies makes her want to run.

Let alone a dead boy.

Especially since she hires boys, now.

Where is he?

At college. Mind your business.

I need to talk to you.

Sounds like it's something serious.

Yes, it is. Can I see you tonight?

Yes. Has anything happened?

No. I'll message you when I'm done to tell you where to meet.

Do you want me to pick you up?

No need, I'll message you.

The blood's a day old and from a male.

Don't these clothes seem a bit small?

Yes, they could belong to a freshman,

but at the school nobody recognized them.

We're waiting for the absentee list.

Is this also blood?

No. The forensic scientists said it's tree resin.

However, in this photo, the clothes aren't just placed there randomly.

Everything was put together, along with the writing "what remains".

The meaning's not reassuring.

Maybe it's only a joke, an act of mischief.

Let's check in with the informants, see if they recognize the clothes.

Start with the most recent and work backwards.

-Fine. -I'm going to get Muzo.

-Carlo. -Whatever it is, deal with it.

I can't. The Police Commissioner wants to see you now.

-Call Lisi. -OK.

I'll send him to pick up Muzo outside the jail.

-Thanks. -No problem.

-Hello, Commissioner. -Guerrieri.

Sorry to rush you, but I don't have much time to work on this.

Yes, I'm starting to realize that.

Let�s get to the point.

For Monaschi, the fact that Muzo didn't breathe in asbestos, isn�t proof.

Yes, but the asbestos wasn't found on Muzo's clothes, shoes or car.

You're not just asking me if you can re-investigate on Muzo�s wife�s death.

You also want to have Paolo Moselli's case again.

Do you expect me to give you everything and close the unit?

I'm almost certain Olga's and Paolo's deaths are linked.

-But I'm tired of doing it alone. -Proof?

Clues.

This is why I need access to everything the unit has on him.

To be able to ask the police for the Decree I need.

I need open doors.

OK. But don't think about tricking Monaschi.

You'll share whatever you find with him.

Yes, of course.

If you enjoy reading it, call me. Alice 3728407665.

Lisi, can you explain to me what the voice message means?

When I arrived, Muzo had already left.

Yes, but for once I asked you to do something.

Why didn't you call again?

Carlo, I tried, but it was either busy or turned off.

When it's busy, you try again.

-Excuse me. -Hey.

I have a meeting with Marco's mom, but she's late.

Don't worry.

When you get a moment, go to Muzo's.

I want to know how he is. If he's at home.

What a beautiful girl.

Cinzia, if you need to go, I can look after her.

No, of course not, I can organize myself.

-Carlo. -Yes?

Look at this.

Simone Parisi, age 17.

No criminal connections or risky behavior.

His mother reported him missing last night at 2:30 a.m.

-Studying at this school? -Fourth year.

If the parents recognize the clothes, we'll compare the DNA.

-If it matches, we'll sort it out. -OK.

-Hello. -Can I help you?

-Alice. -Yes.

Thank you.

I found it on a bench and was intrigued.

I read the message and thought, I may as well try.

It was my first and only time trying to hit on somebody.

But it was left on a bench.

Maybe he lost it before finishing it, that's why he didn't call you.

If he'd wanted to call, he could have saved the number.

It's a shame, since he was very nice. Never mind.

How did you meet him?

On the beach.

We spent all day together, talking.

He got into the water and I left him this.

-Alice! -I have to go, sorry.

-Can I get you a coffee? -No, thanks, I have to make a move.

Hey, it's Marta, please leave a message.

Hi, Marta, it's Carlo. Please call me when you get this message.

It's urgent. Thank you.

The clothes were the missing child's. Malik's going to speak to the mother.

I'll drive.

I know you can do everything alone, but I can't sit still at my desk all day.

Oh God, answer and say I'm dead.

Hello?

No, this isn't Guerrieri.

He's busy right now.

The boss wants to think about it, before responding.

He's thoughtful, likes to listen, ponder.

Don't worry, I'll let him know.

You too.

Look, I listen, think and observe more than you think.

If I hadn't listened I couldn't tell you how good you were.

You could be good too, if you didn't dislike the task you're dealing with.

I admit that Monaschi would be more enthusiastic, and you'd be happier.

But Muzo wouldn't be under house arrest.

I know your idea of house arrest.

We went over it with yours.

I know it as well, thanks to you.

I'm sorry you're so stubbornly against Muzo. Your brain would be of help.

If we can call that a brain.

Were you looking for me?

Hey.

I thought I'd find you all here.

You, Carlo, Marco.

Carlo's got a lot to do

and Marco has been called to deal with an emergency.

Do you think it was me?

No.

No, but I had some doubts.

I did too.

I told myself, maybe I'd gone crazy...

perhaps I'd forgotten everything I'd done.

It can happen.

What does Marco think?

Marco thinks the same as me.

Look, we should go back home now.

I need another minute.

It's not easy going back inside.

Can you think of any reason why he'd run away?

Fights, disagreements?

Teenagers are what they are.

But we have a good relationship, if that's what you mean.

The report says you're separated, maybe he tried to contact his father?

Definitely not. He'd never do that.

How can you be so sure?

My son's very sensitive and shy.

At one point his father decided to let him become a "man".

Did he use to beat him?

In his own way.

He used to take him to the gym, to teach him judo,

like his own father did to him.

My son used to came back covered in bruises, feeling worthless.

When I realized, I took him away.

You were very brave.

I don't know.

I regret not doing it earlier.

Does Simone have friends we could speak to?

Ludo. Ludovico Silla.

They've been friends since elementary school.

They're really alike. Similar spirit, they're very sensitive.

My son loves photography, he takes beautiful pictures.

However, Ludovico paints.

I've talked to him, but he doesn't know anything.

Have you tried calling your son?

No, I have his phone here.

Recently, he didn't want anything to do with it.

Can we see it?

-Of course. -Maybe hang on to it.

Yes, why not.

Can I ask why you reported him so late, at 2,30 a.m.?

Do you know what time I finished work? At two.

I've got to make a living. It's not easy sending him to that school.

I do all the extra shifts I can.

OK. For us that's enough, madam.

This is my number. If you need anything, just call me.

-Thank you. -Goodbye.

Are you making fun of me or the situation?

That's enough, guys.

I presume you all know we're looking for Simone.

If you want to accuse him for being excessively nice, he's innocent.

We're all witnesses.

Do you dislike Simone?

Can anyone tell me if Simone had any issues here at school?

If he had fights, was threatened?

Nothing?

Maybe a girlfriend?

Or a boyfriend.

What's your name?

Attilio Genna.

Genna.

Where do you find all this good humor, when your classmate is missing?

I see you find it funny.

Aren't you worried something's happened to him?

Why not?

Do you perhaps know where we can find him?

Inspector, you said: "Only general questions."

You know, you can't interrogate children without the presence of a psychologist.

I'm sorry, but I need to stop this.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

That's enough, guys.

Quiet, please.

Malik!

The Headmaster said there's no bullying at this school.

Of course he'd say that.

He said the boy's an introvert.

His grades are nothing special.

However, no reason for him to run away from home.

Very few absences, it all seems normal. What do his classmates say?

They inferred he was unpleasant and alluded to his homosexuality.

But they seem like a class of idiots.

Only that, do you know who the only other absentee was today?

His only friend, Ludovico Silla.

What a coincidence.

Simone and Ludovico have been friends since the start of elementary school.

Both being the best at art, they quickly became friends.

They spent all their time with pencils and charcoal.

They were inseparable.

His mother said you are still best friends.

Did anything happen?

No, they've been distant for a while now.

That's not what Simone's mother said.

It's been a few months, school is very demanding this year.

Why weren't you at school this morning?

He wasn't well. He never asks to stay at home, so I let him sleep a little.

Can you let your son speak, please?

Did you see Simone, yesterday?

We're trying to work out if he had a reason to run away.

Can you think of anything at all?

No.

Are you sure?

If you think of anything let us know, OK?

-Goodbye. -Bye.

What's this?

We're doing a bit of boxing with a bag.

You haven't learned to wear the gloves properly, have you?

You can leave.

If Simone's an introvert, what about him? He didn't say a word.

Let's check the boxing story.

Here are the contents of the missing boy's phone.

No social media accounts, few calls or messages, and lots of photos.

Everything dates back to more than six weeks ago.

It's true, he hadn't used it for a while.

But why?

These are Simone's photographs and these are his friend's drawings.

All of the same place.

There are lots of deleted files but we have to wait a bit longer for those.

-Call Nusco and tell him to hurry up. -OK, I'll leave these with you.

I'm going.

Bye.

What's up?

Nothing, remember to sign out.

If I asked you over to mine, what would you do?

Would you give me next week's schedule?

Do you want to come, or not?

I can't tonight.

-OK. See you tomorrow. -Bye.

Enea!

Enea!

I changed my mind, I'll come with you.

Change of plan, sorry.

-Hey. -I need to talk to Carlo, where is he?

-In his office. -Thanks.

Can I come in?

Marta. I've tried calling you the whole day.

I know, I switched my phone off. I couldn't face any more pointless calls

about cars, which are all wrong.

I guess you told me that.

Sit down, I want to show you something.

-Have you found the car? -No.

But I think I know why we can't.

Look.

What does that mean?

It means we're following the logic of a driver on the run.

While Olga put together the footage of the CCTV cameras

which turned off following the power cut.

Maybe, she inadvertently found the route of the driver who hit Paolo.

So, are you trying to say that the power cut wasn't a coincidence?

It's only a theory.

But it's a starting point.

This morning I...

I met a girl.

Paolo met her a few days before the accident.

She gave him a book.

I don't know why, but I went to see her.

I told a bunch of lies to get her to talk about Paolo.

Why are you changing the subject, Marta?

You don't want to listen to me.

For you, any theory that isn't yours, isn't good enough.

This is not good.

Carlo, if someone wanted to kill my son,

they could've got him at night, hiding round a corner.

What if they didn't want to do that?

What if the way they did it had a clear meaning?

Yes, but that's too hard to take.

I know.

I need to go back to work.

-If I don't do something, I'll go crazy. -Perhaps that's the right thing to do.

Hey.

-Hi, Marta. -Hi, Cri.

-I brought you the car keys. -Thanks.

How are you getting home?

I'll walk, it's ten minutes.

I'm leaving. Would you like a lift?

Well, if it's not a problem. Thank you.

-Bye. -See you later.

Look, you won't get away with just a margherita pizza.

Don't be offended Mario, I couldn't pick you up.

You haven't understood.

-I want to read the file. -Why?

If you were me, you'd want to.

You're under house arrest.

Even if you read it, you can't do anything.

You need to stay at home, and be safe and well.

What am I doing at home, safe and well?

Shall I go and water the plants?

If you cut me out of the investigation, and I'm here, what's the point?

-You're out of jail at least! -Is there anything you're not telling me?

I'm going crazy being stuck here.

I know Mario, I know. I don't want you to beat yourself up.

I'll bring you up to date on the investigations.

Listen to me for once.

Wanna talk to me about it?

It's not a nice story.

Even better.

I've got a normal family.

My parents have been together 30 years.

Nothing happens, it's so boring.

So, having a messed up girlfriend makes me cool.

-You're really stupid. -Maybe a bit.

Tell me.

Muzo's driving me mad.

Now he's decided he wants to see Olga's file.

But he can't.

What's up? Why aren't you answering me?

I'm scared of Marta.

What do you mean?

It's how I feel.

I usually feel things before they happen.

Her son died in my arms, but I haven't got close to finding the perpetrator.

Maybe it's the only thing you should feel.

Would you like a glass of water?

Thank you.

Inspector?

You didn't see me.

I'll deal with Guerrieri.

HOMICIDE

JUDICIAL POLICE RECORDS

The body lay stretched out on the ground, the subject was six weeks pregnant.

Marco Cantabella said that he saw Mrs. Sarteani being pushed

and forced to...

Piece of shit!

"If it continues like this, I'll take my things and come to your place."

And you said: "You'd never do that." Piece of shit!

Have you just found the message?

Why?

That means you have fuck all to do with it!

I thought you'd read it on my phone, then gone crazy and killed her.

I didn't kill her, Malik.

We were just friends.

She was exasperated when she wrote to me, you moron.

I asked you to stay put and to trust me. Why did you run off?

I needed to know how things were.

Thanks for calling me.

Who else would I have called?

I don't know. Maybe the police?

No, I've stopped being two-faced. But I have one condition.

As you've managed not to lose the investigation, I want to be part of it.

I just want you both to fuck off. Let's go.

The postal inspectors sourced all files deleted

from the missing boy's phone.

All photos.

Bastards.

They're all sent from the same number.

Still, bastards. In such cases there's always a jerk acting as ring leader,

and a bunch of idiots who follow along.

-Ah... he passed a joint to him. -Ah, yes.

If you didn't know, we're here for you.

Relax, I don't bite.

Can we have a chat here? Or maybe something more formal elsewhere?

Maybe we'll have a look in your pocket.

Here's fine.

See, it's not hard to do the right thing.

However, screwing up is pretty easy.

It was just a joke.

You should weigh up the consequences.

What do you mean?

If I find that Simone's disappearance is linked to these photos,

I'll have you arrested, even though you're a minor.

Do you know where he is?

If I knew, I would've told you.

Can I go now?

Off you go.

Look.

Ludovico.

Can we have a little chat?

Are these boys not your friends?

How about this paint?

It's the same paint that was on your backpack.

And the resin we found on it, matches the one on Simone's trousers.

WHAT REMAINS

The analyses suggest you were in the same place, no more than two days ago.

Why can't I be in there with him?

Some things are hard to say in front of your own parents.

Like what?

What happened to Simone?

What are you accusing him of?

Why isn't the lawyer speaking?

I'm trying to form a theory.

You were fighting.

That's why you stopped seeing him.

Are all those rumors at school true?

You were together. He then left you, you had a fight.

You got angry.

Inspector, don't exaggerate.

You know where Simone is.

I can read it in your face.

Tell me, Ludovico.

Simone isn't anywhere.

There you go. There's nothing more.

Is he dead?

I killed him.

Where did it happen? Where is he?

Simone's mother likes you. I'm sure you like her too.

Let her embrace him again.

-Didn't Ludovico mention an arch? -Yes.

It's the one from the photos and drawings.

It's a martial arts belt.

It's been untied from around his neck.

He tried to save him.

If the CCTV cameras had been switched off for only three minutes,

how did he get there so quickly?

It's a private road.

The barrier's up. Maybe he came through here.

-Marta. -Yes, Benzi, it's me.

Listen, I've found some new evidence.

That's enough, Ludovico.

It wasn't you.

In truth, it wasn't anyone.

Actually, you tried to help him.

You untied the belt from his neck.

It makes no difference.

Calm down.

They never used to leave him alone.

First, because he was small, then any reason would do.

Then, they started with me, because I was his friend.

Simone thought if nobody could see us, they would stop, so we tried it.

But it didn't work.

No.

Then one day when they were picking on him, Simone told me to hit him.

I didn't want to, but he insisted.

I had to punch him again and again.

Then he ran away?

Yes, I went to look for him in our spot.

But when I got there, it was too late.

Ludovico, listen to me.

You're not to blame. OK?

We'll look into who's really guilty.

I promise.

Let's go home.

Carlo!

Thanks.

Here we are.

Look here.

This should be the model. Between 1600 and 2000 cylinders.

How do you know?

Paint marks.

The forensic scientists just gave me the results.

Sorry, but how did you do it?

I followed Olga's route.

I trusted her.

-Good. -Maybe we're there now.

-Is it this one? -No, but it's the same.

Now you have everything, you need to find it.

-Why are you laughing? -Apart from the 2,000 euro.

-Oh, Otta! -I'm joking.

-Hurry up! This is urgent for me. -Bye.

How's it going?

Confirmed suicide.

I won't be in tomorrow, I need to get away from here.

What's happening?

I could tell you I was getting old.

You'd say it's untrue, I'd go home happy, but I still wouldn't be here tomorrow.

Giovanna, it's nothing to do with age. You're not OK.

Well, neither are you.

Sorry.

-Bye. -Bye.

You can go. I'll finish this.

Thanks.

Will you wait at my place?

Not tonight, another time.

Malik.

Can I talk to you?

You already asked me last night.

What's up?

You need to help me find my mother.

They've aged her with the computer. Malik, I must get to the bottom of this.

UNIONIST BERGAMASCO

What a pain in the ass.

Hi, Otta.

Carlo, I've found it.

It's not illegal to help me, is it?

Come on!

Come on...

-Beautiful, isn't it? -Very.