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Hei.

We've found Tina. At Moholt Farm.

Was she... murdered?

It would appear that's the case.

What happens now?

There will be a municipal funeral.

The police are also continuing the investigation.

Continuing?

They never started, did they?

I've been thinking a lot about Tina since you were here.

It's as if she never existed.

Does no one else remember her?

Is no one else wondering where she is?

Can a person just be forgotten?

She won't be forgotten. I'll make sure of that.

The fact that she died... Was killed.

It won't be in vain, so that it doesn't happen again to anyone else.

That the police never again ignore tips.

We're gonna find that bastard. I promise you that.

That was quite some speech.

-Well, you weren't saying anything. -You don't need to trample on the police

-No? -And you can't say that we'll find him.

-You can't promise that. -You don't think we'll find him?

Tina and Sofie were killed using two very different methods

Tina was subjected to severe violence,

while Sofie barely had any defensive injuries.

You can't be certain that it's the same perpetrator.

The pathologist was in doubt.

In doubt, yes. He never concluded.

There are over ten years between the cases, Maja.

That's what makes it interesting!

A perpetrator is not static. Everything develops.

He's not the same as he was fifteen years ago.

He develops over time. Learns from his mistakes.

Practices, improves.

-You talk about it like it's a sport. -It is a sport. For him.

No, come on, Maja. With that logic, you could connect absolutely every case.

You're constantly blocking me! Your basically think in a non-creative way.

Okay.

Okay.

If you can just put your fucking scepticism to the side for a moment.

What are the similarities between the two cases?

-And don't block. -I'm not blocking!

So say what's on your mind then! And be constructive.

I don't need you to hold me back.

I can see there's something. Out with it.

There's just one thing I don't understand.

-Yes. -It's to do with the transport.

If, and I say if, it is the same guy,

he picks up the victims one place then transports them to another place

to kill them. Why?

Tina walks along the road here, and was found here.

Here are the high plains.

And here's the caravan park where Sofie was found.

So a kidnapping on the high plains ends with a murder down here.

A serial offender usually operates within a specific area.

A kind of territory.

So this here is his territory.

Which is bigger than we first estimated.

Which means we need more data.

Erik, can you contact all the police stations we've not already spoken to?

We need access to the archives from all the districts he moves through.

Johan's going to go crazy.

No, I'm not blocking. I'll fix it.

Erik's right. It's really strange to do it that way.

What?

Here's where Sofie was picked up.

And here's the caravan.

We know that Sofie was killed in the caravan.

It's four hours by car from where she was picked up.

It's pretty strange when you think about it.

Yeah. What are you thinking?

It's way too high risk.

I mean, if I was a...

-Murderer. -Yeah.

Look, I drive here, right?

And then I see Sofie here.

It must be difficult to get a woman in the car.

Then drive for several hours without anyone seeing anything,

without anything unexpected happening

all the way down to a fucking campsite and then kill her there.

Why the hell not just take her over here to just...

Take her there, kill her and then disappear?

I have an idea. We're going to get inside his head.

We set the starting point where he picked up Sofie.

And we drive south from there toward the campsite.

I want to see the route he drove himself.

You drive up. You see a girl along the road.

Maybe she's hitchhiking?

Or maybe she just turned around.

Maybe he knew her?

Maybe you know her.

Do you know her? Think like him.

-I dont know. -What do you think?

Choose. What's your gut telling you?

It was random.

She turned around when he drove up. When I drove up.

So I slow down, roll down the window and then I ask if she wants a lift.

-And then? -Then she gets in.

-Are you turned on? -No, fuck!

Think like him. Are you turned on? A bit excited?

No?

You've stopped the car,

you've seen a girl walking along the road.

You've slowed down, you've rolled down the windows.

What now?

Don't know? Maybe something happens?

Don't ask me. You're the man here.

How do you think?

I thought that men think about fucking everything that moves.

Yeah, but damn, I couldn't kill a girl for it.

But let's say it was legal. Let's say all your friends do it.

Let's say it's the Stone Age, and it's completely normal to fuck woman

and then kill them afterwards.

Fuck, be honest! I've read thousands of interviews with killers.

It starts with them being surprised by a thought.

Eventually, that thought becomes compulsive.

Everybody's had the thought, but...

So follow that thought!

Imagine that something has gone fundamentally wrong in your mind.

That you discover that you get rock hard from killing girls.

I don't know why it's like that, but it is.

And now you have a girl in the car. You have power.

This is what you've been longing for. Now you have the opportunity.

You've got her in the car, and then...

I would start driving.

Good!

We'll find out why you drive hours from here...

to get to the caravan park.

You're just like any other man,

except that you're not content with just grabbing her tits

or fucking her in a cheap motel.

You want something more.

That's all you want.

You want to kill.

Can you stop the car?

You've driven way past my village.

I'm starting to wonder where you're going.

I'm starting to get anxious.

So what do you do now?

Maybe I ask if she wants to go to a party with me, or something?

-Because? -Some girls are like that.

How's that?

Some girls, you know, are just up for it.

They're up for it?

You know what I mean.

We're in Finland.

I'll go in and get some food.

You stay here. I'll get stuff for you.

Good, Dan Robin.

-Hi. -Hi.

Are there any buses that go through here?

Yes. The bus to Muonio stops here.

I saw that you have a surveillance camera over there.

Have the police been and looked at it?

Not that I know of. Are you from the police?

No.

Do you know if you keep the footage for long?

I've no idea whether there's an archive or something.

Thank you. Bye.

I told you to stay in the car, for fuck sake.

You're easy to escape from.

Are you angry?

Where's this party you talked about?

We're driving on the main road now, right?

Yes.

Would you do that if you kidnapped a woman?

Isn't there a pretty big risk of being seen?

Yeah.

I think I would take one of the small roads instead.

Then lets do that.

I reckon it's about now I would start tying you up.

To gain control?

Mhm.

Is it best to lie down in the back seat or in the trunk?

Or have me here, but under control?

The trunk.

He's choking her, right?

Mhm.

If he's trained, then he knows that it's quite effective.

She loses consciousness.

No, now you have to stop. I'm an adult.

You have to stop ordering me around.

I'm in... Nerbygd.

To find out what happened to Sofie.

No.

No. I don't know when I'll be back.

I have to be able to be on my own, Dad.

Can you please trust me for once?

Yes.

Yes.

Fucking hell, it's a thousand bloody degrees in here.

You wouldn't drive in here without being completely sure that it's safe.

He knows the place.

He knows who the owner is.

-Do you have the keys? -Yes.

If he knows the place, and the caravan...

then he's been here before. Repeatedly.

And planned and prepared.

We know the woman who runs the caravan park has called the police before.

Should I try to find here her?

We have tradesman's bills here with attachments for the last three years.

We have full-timeguests... all regular guests.

we have a copy of IDs, driver's licenses and birth and social security numbers.

So we have every fucking thing we need.

Hi.

So I've got access to cases from the other police districts.

I've also organised them geographically on our axis.

And a couple of cases outside the scope to be on the safe side.

There's something interesting here. A rape...

A report about a voyeur who wasn't arrested.

Someone who has reported repeated burglaries in the garage...

There is also serious violence in a pub...

Don't know, but it may be relevant?

He's local.

He knows the campsite and the small roads.

I think we cross-check all the information we have.

We check the Tina case against everything we have in the Sofie case

against what you think is relevant here, Erik.

Plus what we have from the caravan park.

Be meticulouse.

Shit, it's Johan.

Yes, hello?

-Hi. -Hi.

Have you been to Finland?

Yeah.

What the fuck were you doing there?

We drove the route of the perpetrator?

-And stopped at a motel at the border? -Yes.

What? Have we been reported?

Yes, the receptionist rang the Finnish police and reported the incident.

And the Finnish police rang the central board of the Norwegian police.

And then they called me

and questioned what the hell you and your people were doing.

Yes, and now they know. What's the problem?

-You're so fucking naive. -Do you not want to solve the case?

All police districts have cases they have to drop.

Every police district in the entire world, Maja.

Everyone knows that you can't go into depth for everything.

You're not looking at the whole picture, Maja.

We're under enormous pressure here.

So then you can safely deprioritise women.

Or?

Erik?

What kind of access do we have to cases in Finland and Sweden?

No, it’s alright. But it’s like being in a two-front war.

You know, always stepping on someone’s toes.

Yeah, I know you warned me.

Here?

Come here now? No, I don't think that’s a good idea.

Because...

Someone’s coming. I’ve got to hang up. Love you. Bye.

Yes?

I’ve had a call from Reiska.

-Who is? -A contact from Finland.

So you contacted the police in Finland?

Yes, I thought after Johan's outburst

that it might be better to use the informal channels.

So I called Sweden, and Finland. Reiska sent me this.

Oh fuck!

Abduction. Suffocation. Hardly any injuries to the victim.

The police classify it as an almost professionally committed murder.

-Who was she? -A girl from Lithuania.

A summer worker who worked off the books.

The farmer didn't report her missing because he didn’t want the police

looking into his economy.

But... There’s more. Here.

It’s him! It’s the fucking bastard we’re looking for.

He’s someone that people know.

Trust. He operates under the radar.

A classic example of he was so quiet, he was so kind, he was one of us.

What kind of profession travels across the border, almost invisible?

-The military? -Transport.

Maybe he has business over the border.

Johan?

We now have a total of twenty-seven cases.

From Sweden, Finland, and Norway.

First you cross the border into Finland.

Even though I asked you to tread carefully.

And then you get me to fucking contact the police in Sweden?

You know what? Strictly speaking,

it was actually your Deputy, Erik, who did it.

You know what, Maja? That's it.

It's over.

Over?

In fact, I'm pretty relieved.

This case has grown out of control.

We can't handle it ourselves anymore.

What are you trying to say, Johan?

I'm taking you off the investigation team.

If you’d done what I said and followed the rules

then this would still have been your case.

If I'd followed the rules there wouldn't be a fucking case

and you know it!

Johan, I have to keep working on this case!

Because?

Because this is my case.

No.

She’s manic.

She just reels off more and more shit.

She never stops.

I hope I never see her here again.

Fuck sake.

Cunt. Fuck.

Everyone's following what we're doing now.

The Sofie case. The Tina case.

In Sweden. Finland.

Fuck, it wreaks of unprofessionalism.

I should never have let that fucking Maja Angell start messing around.

All this shit will soon be moved to Tromsø or to Vatsø

or wherever the fuck they want.

And with the results we have to show

this office won't exist for much longer, I can guarantee you that.

It's not the end, just because one of us will have to move.

Exactly. You can continue your career.

Take over my job. Climb.

We don't even have money to buy pens anymore.

And then all these cases are thrown at us

and all these cunts and know-it-alls

will come and show us how to do our jobs.

Oh well.

-Oh well? -I'm not doing this.

This has gone way beyond idefensible now.

Yes, you can go and call the special unit then.

You could have been a good whistleblower, Erik.

Look at you sitting there making a fool out of yourself.

You're making a fool out of your self,

and you're making a fool of everyone around you.

Sort yourself out, Johan. Pull your self together and man up.

I'm so sick of your whining.

-What do you think I should do then? -Ask for help.

Help? What a great idea. Thank you.

What was the helpline number again?

Fuck. Special forces, Johan!

It's been four years since we asked for assistance.

This is not about reforms. It's just about you.

-You and your fucking pride. -Exactly.

I'm not having any cunts from Bærum coming here

with their briefcases and white overalls and emptying our resources.

You think special forces is free? You think that?

But what’s the fucking plan then?

Hello?

Hello?

Yes.

I have some information about Sofie.

Sofie?

The girl who was killed in the area.

What kind of information do you have?

Did you know her?

Barely. She was a couple of years older than me.

But I think I know why she left the village.

Is it Maja who asked you to come here?

Maja?

Maja Angell.

Just leave it. Just bullshit from her...

Sofie's little sister talked about a hotel.

That she got a job there.

Uh-huh?

Yeah, so something must have happened there.

What sort of job?

A maid. I also worked there.

Was that where you met?

No, I worked there later.

Okay...

Listen, can you not just take this and...

If you can just go to our website, you'll find my email address there.

Send me an email, so I can take a look at it tomorrow.

Or...

Yes, someone will contact you if there's anything else we're wondering about.

Several of the maids at that hotel,

They left and went off with the male guests.

Fuck.

You're just reaffirming all my prejudices about the police.

What was it you said her name was? Maja?

Angell.

Hi.

You really shouldn't be here now, should you?