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Excuse me sir, the parcel post office?

There.

Thanks, very kind

PARCEL POST RECEIPT

DATE: JUNE 22ND NAME: ROSA S. DE ALVAREZ

ADDRESS: CALLE 18 N 340, BARBOSA CONTENTS: BOOKS

ZIPAQUIRA, MONIQUIRA , BARBOSA. RETURNED. UNCLAIMED

THE STORY OF THE PINK TRUNK

My dear old lady.

Detective?

Idiot! You scared me to death!

So sorry detective, the boss is looking for you all over the place,

something happened at the Train Station La Sabana.

It was a horrible surprise when we opened it.

KEEP IT INSIDE LUISA’S GRAVEYARD

Do you remember the man?

Well, not so well.

He was a man neither too old nor too young.

He was wearing a long raincoat, a cap, he is a white man

His face?

I can’t remember it,

however, there was a curious detail. He had a long

umbrella, and in the handle there was a figure like a skull.

They placed the girl inside a trunk, sprinkled lime, put this sign and

sent her as a parcel.

"Keep it inside Luisa’s graveyard"

Good morning, Prefecture Chief, sir

How are you doing?

Detective Corzo.

Pachon.

How are you this morning? Excuse me...

And what evidence do we have?

The return information, apparently the addressee was not found.

Could we get a facial composite portrait from the employee who received the parcel?

He only remembers something related to an umbrella.

Not an easy one. That’s exactly why I chose you.

Yes sir.

How are you boss?

Corzo.

I just found out about the girl in the trunk,

dreadful, isn’t it?

Yep you're right.

But it’s just the kind of case which thrills me.

You were appointed, weren’t you?

I.... was just wondering... if you are in need of a partner?

It is a really difficult one.

No, it’s not necessary, Detective Corzo is quite efficient.

You mind your own work.

You have not reported anything on the case I trusted you with.

Good day sirs.

Yes sir.

Stubborn boss, isn’t he? The chief is stubborn.

Listen, just think on what I told you. I offer to help you disinterestedly.

When I heard the details, I imagined a lot of things and I said to myself: "I must be involved!"

Are we friends? Yes or no? I won’t let you down!

I'll keep it in mind.

Thanks, Corzo.

Detective, don’t sweet-talk me,

I heard about this case from other journalists

so you are not selling me any breaking news.

Yes, the press heard about it too soon.

OK gentlemen,

let me remind you that you are at home.

I have to leave but I’ll be back soon.

I already asked the boys to wait on you as you need.

Are you going to mass again Martina?

You won’t return the dead with your prayers.

I’m not looking to bring him back,

I just want to give peace to his grave.

Why don’t you just forget about him

and instead look for his replacement?

Believe me Detective Rosas,

if I were determined to look for a replacement,

I'd have found him long ago.

I have yet to see a man who measures up.

I could try.

Don’t force yourself,

I do not like roughness.

UNFORTUNATE PARCEL IN THE TRAIN STATION

IT HAD A NOTE: "KEEP IT INSIDE LUISA'S GRAVEYARD"

PACKAGED IN A TRUNK AND SENT TO BARBOSA, SANTANDER

SHE WAS NAKED AND COVERED IN LIME

GIRL FOUND IN A PINK TRUNK

A pink trunk.

I just wanted to talk to you about it.

Would it be possible that the Prefecture picks-up this trunk today?

What’s going on?

Are you scared?

No, it's just a nuisance.

No one has come to identify the corpse?

But how with these heavy showers?

Detective Rosas was the one who came by,

he pressed me to let him see the corpse,

but since I know that you are the one in charge of this investigation, I didn’t let him in.

I don’t want to have problems with your boss.

May I see her?

Do you really want to see her?

Don’t worry.

Are you O.K?

Twenty five years at the Prefecture

and still I can’t get used to it.

When do you think you'll finish it?

I am just giving it the finishing touches.

It’s a bit long, isn’t?

I think this would go better on the inside.

Inside?

But all newspapers are giving it the front page.

Don’t get excited, journalist!

I’ll be done at four.

I hope so.

Ah! I was about to ask you,

is it pink?

I haven’t heard in any other media that the trunk is that colour.

I was told by a very truthful source.

Besides, I think it gives a bit of seasoning to the topic.

Seasoning or invention?

I know what you're like, journalist.

I know what you're like.

It’ll be ready at four o’clock.

I was already leaving, I thought you had gone...

It’s cold.

Very kind.

You needn’t bother.

I am so excited. I read today’s article, about the Pink Trunk and I liked it a lot.

The neighbors kept asking me about the details of the case,

as if because I am your sister, I know everything.

I had a good time inventing a thing or two.

Don’t look at me that way, I don’t like it.

I am sure that these articles are going to lift us out from poverty.

We are going to have a huge house,

with all the space that you need, to move around with ease.

Don’t worry about me, I am happy this way.

I have enough just being together,

and we are going to be this way all our lives, you’ll see.

My duty as your sister is to take care of you.

Well, no more sadness, let’s have lunch.

Calle 18 N 340, Barbosa.

FALSE CLUES ON THE CASE OF THE PINK TRUNK. THE SENDER’S ADDRESS WAS AN EMPTY LOT

Zipaquira, Moniquira, Barbosa.

Tickets please.

Are you really concentrating?

Is that you? Or is it a spirit? Where did you come from?

I told you that I am passionately fond of the case.

It seems that you did not take me seriously.

Well, now I do.

Bad guy this Hipolito Mosquera.

But it seems he is very well informed.

I wouldn’t be surprised if someone at the Prefecture was involved with this.

You think so?

Good afternoon, madam,

do you know a woman by the name of Rosa De Alvarez?

And how to get to this address?

Why is that journalist insisting so much on the pink trunk?

You know that journalist,

nowadays the only thing that matters is sales,

those little details interest more people,

that’s the way things are.

Well,

finally something that is correct.

Welcome.

DETECTIVE UPROAR: THE CASE OF THE PINK TRUNK TOOK MARIANO CORZO INTO A BROTHEL IN BARBOSA

Once the toad and the frog fought because

the frog didn’t want to give the toad what he was asking for.

Boss.

I heard that Rosas went with you to your inquiries in Barbosa.

I believe you owe me an explanation Detective Corzo.

I just don’t know where he came from.

I was there in the train,

he sat next to me, he just came out of nowhere.

Well,

some profit comes from bad doings.

At least we know now who is leaking the information on to the newspaper.

I always claimed

that that journalist had to have had a pal inside here.

The truth of the matter is that somehow

he must be kept away from the case.

With the news on top of us,

it isn’t going to be easy to solve this.

Yes, but without evidence we can’t apply any restraint on him,

forget that all eyes are set on the Prefecture.

We have to be very careful

and not jeopardize the closing of the office.

He’s coming, he’s coming!

Rosas, put away the frog.

Put it away yourself, come on!

In reference to Rosas, don’t worry. I’ll find a way of keeping him at bay.

What’s this trunk doing here?

Porras!

Yes sir?

Didn’t I tell you to put this trunk in the garret?

The truth is that I haven’t found anyone to help me.

It’s said that death is hidden inside there.

What?

I am done with this detective corps,

now it turns out that they are scared by a box?

I hope I don’t have to see this trunk anymore.

Yes sir.

Why did you send that photographer to Barbosa?

You just sell me the information,

I’ll see to how I handle my procedures.

Don’t you realise this makes things difficult?

The prefect suspects me.

Don’t be silly,

without proof they can’t do anything to you.

From now on, try to be more discrete.

these payments are okay, but they are extras.

I need my job to survive.

Look here Hipolito!

This article is really good, we have really enjoyed seeing Detective Mariano Corzo.

Please forgive me,

but I didn’t like this article.

In my opinion, it’s best to focus on analysing the clues of the case,

rather than ridicule the Prefecture.

And who asked your opinion?

Isn’t it true that the journalist is at the service of the readers?

Well, I am a permanent reader of your stories,

so I think that gives me plenty of right to give my opinion.

You just devote yourself to handling drunks.

That’s your job.

Keep it inside Luisa’s graveyard.

You won’t get anywhere following that lead.

You are like a ghost.

“The twine is hurt by the moon’s zodiac degree”

We have a murderer!

I am sure that this sentence will be appearing in the newspaper tomorrow.

What are you implying Detective?

I am not implying, I'm asserting.

Did you already talk to the Prefect?

I don’t have anything to talk to him about.

He assigned me a case of a hanged one in La Candelaria,

but it’s clear that it was a suicide.

I am not talking about the hanged one.

You know quite well what I am talking about!

Excuse me,

the autopsy reports.

Okay, okay, yes, I am leaving.

but, look here...

won’t you let me help you in this case?

You’ll be at a loss without me.

Average length of hair: 17cm...

nothing else, nothing?

But, what’s this?

Good afternoon, may I have Legal Medicine?

Yes, Dr. Morales, please.

But it’s not just about the photos.

I understand that some pictures may take a bit longer.

It's just that the autopsy is incomplete.

I saw the girl and I know that there are some details missing.

How much?

Fifty pesos.

How much?

But I can make up the details.

It’s not difficult for me to fabricate an autopsy.

I don’t doubt that it’s easy for you to do it.

Okay, forty and that’s it.

I’ll give you twenty, not a cent more.

Besides, I don’t think there is anything of interest there.

Okay, I’ll go to The Liberal, they may give me a better offer.

Wait, I’ll give you thirty, it’s all I have.

There is not a chance, sir.

I am an honest woman.

This business was given to me by my late husband before he died.

I don’t need to pay you a single penny for what is mine.

I am going to call the boys, and tell them about the kind of lawyer they have.

What's this of you coming here to bribe me?

Just think about it.

So disrespectful!

It’s unheard of.

The sons of the late husband aren't letting you off?

They won’t let me off until I leave this place,

but I won’t give them the pleasure.

I raised those kids,

they are very ungrateful.

“Breed crows and they will take your eyes out”

If you want I can help you get a good lawyer?

Don’t worry, I know how to defend myself.

Don’t be blunt Martinita,

maybe together the two of us can find a solution?

THE RESULTS OF THE AUTOPSY IN THE CASE OF THE PINK TRUNK

Emma!

Yes madam?

Did your brother get paid?

Not yet.

I don’t believe you.

With all the circulation of the news on the trunk.

It all points to one conclusion: suicide.

What makes you think it’s a suicide?

It’s obvious boss, the man left a note.

And have you verified that the handwriting is that of the deceased?

Of course.

Oh, yes?

Well I have here a statement from the deceased’s wife

certifying that the man didn’t know how to read or write.

But...

And still you have the nerve to assume ignorance?

Come in, come in Detective Corzo. Come in.

I have already finished here.

Besides I want to tell you...

that Detective Alvaro Rosas has been definitively forbidden to intervene

in any matter related to the case of the girl in the trunk.

Is that clear?

May I be excused?

Yes, of course, of course, you may be excused.

What a guy!

May I ask you a favor,

would you follow him?

Sorry boss,

but I am so busy with the trunk case.

Maybe some other detective?

Oh, no! I don’t trust anyone.

Rosas is so popular, he’s got friends everywhere.

Just do one thing for me Detective Corzo.

Tonight, when leaving the Prefecture,

go to a coffee parlour near the church, Las Nieves.

It’s called Martina’s Coffee.

It's a place which Detective Rosas frequents.

I don’t know why, but I am almost certain

the journalist Hipolito Mosquera goes there as well.

Have you been served already?

Not yet.

Mariano Corzo.

Martina Quijano.

I know you, I've seen your photo in the newspapers.

It seems that without my knowing, I am very popular around here.

Do you want a drink?

Yes,

a coffee, if you are so kind.

One coffee.

Has Detective Rosas come by today?

Do you need him urgently?

It’s not so urgent.

Does he come frequently?

What do you want to know?

Nothing special,

I'm just looking for my friend.

Yes, of course,

I know very well that you're not very good friends.

It's inevitable that I hear things.

I have been inside these walls for 15 years and

ever since I can recall, the investigators have always come here.

They never ask a question just to ask.

Besides,

I have always followed your cases with a lot of attention.

What an honor to have you here, detective.

Great articles, journalist!

I came to visit the kingdom of your adulators.

Am I to assume that the popularity of the case of the Pink Trunk bothers you?

Don’t worry journalist,

I am not bothered by so little.

I am just searching.

Nothing comes for free in life.

Such a fame must have a cost.

We’ll see what you did do to get it.

How much do I owe you for the coffee?

It's on the house.

Very kind of you.

Journalist.

Corzo.

There is a woman who has been waiting for you.

She saw the results of the autopsy in the newspaper

and thinks that the victim is her daughter.

Little Esperanza was such a sweet girl.

I want you to start by telling me the circumstances in which the girl disappeared.

Look,

I am a widow,

left with three children,

the two young ones and Esperancita.

Some time ago I met a man, younger than myself.

His name was Tobias.

A vagrant.

Esperancita complained that he spied on her when she was taking a shower.

I didn’t believe her. She was scared of him but I wanted her to see him as her father.

Finally, one day I caught him spying on her and I threw him out of the house.

The day Esperanza disappeared, I gave her my blessing at the door.

She was going with the kids to sell the corn wrappings I had prepared.

They were walking so at ease,

when that man Tobias, appeared.

Good evening.

He asked if he could keep them company for a while.

When they arrived at the store, Esperancita gave the corn wrappings to the owner.

She asked the owner if she could take care of the kids for a while,

and left with that man.

He took her away.

Someone let me out!

He was a man not so old, not so young.

His name was Tobias, a vagabond.

Yes?

Good morning Doctor Corzo.

Sorry to bother you so early.

I want to go to five o’clock mass,

but I am a bit scared to go on my own.

SHE RAN AWAY WITH HER LOVER, SHE DIDN'T DIE OF SUFFOCATION.

ESPERANZA, THE FALSE GIRL OF THE PINK TRUNK

Hello, are you looking for me?

Hello.

Hello. Detective Mariano Corzo,

from the National Security Prefecture.

I am looking for Tobias Rueda.

I'm afraid, sir, I already told your partner all I know.

I do not have any more information.

My partner?

Detective.....

what’s his name?

Rojas? Rosas?

Well, I told him that Tobias has not come by for quite a while...

but there is a place where you can find him.

Tobias Rueda.

This is the last time I say it:

Open the door!

I am so sorry, madam.

I am really very sorry.

I just don’t know how that happened.

Do you want a glass of water?

It's not true.

Please, take it easy. I promise that everything will be cleared up.

My dearest friend Hipolito Mosquera,

I have today gathered everyone in the editorial newspaper

to express my gratitude for the honorable success you have enacted.

As the owner of this famous journal, I am honoured with your presence here.

So I want to make the following announcement:

From now on,

you’ll be the new Editor in Chief of

The Truth newspaper.

Doctor,

I have a problem here in the prefecture which is difficult to handle.

I need an authorisation to temporarily close The Truth newspaper.

It’s nothing personal against you, my dear friend.

That journalist Mosquera has got all Bogotanos reading our newspaper.

We've never had such high sales.

Main distribution has been prioritised in the nearby neighbourhoods

where the newspaper is selling. A sale is a sale.

If you don't sell,

you don't exist.

So sorry.

Does that mean you approve of his techniques?

With his morbid style for this paper?

You allowed him to do it for years,

how can you complain now?

Anyway, if this sells then what can we do?

Have you spoken to the Police Prefect?

You should know that he’s really bothered with this matter.

Don't worry about the Prefect.

But, why not?

I understand.

Anyway... we need to talk about this matter doctor.

Good day.

Good day doctor.

Please!

What are you doing?

I grew tired of warning you.

Wretched!

Mita, don’t cry,

I promise you that no more tears will run down your cheeks.

We are leaving.

We don’t need your charity!

Nor anyone else’s!

Leave that there, it’s mine!

You are lost, detective.

You are the one who informed the press about everything.

You can't deny it.

No boss, I swear I wasn’t the one.

I swear I didn’t do it boss.

There isn’t any other option than to cut the disease at its roots.

The press can’t obstruct this investigation anymore.

Therefore, there isn’t any other solution than to...

No, boss, please, don’t do it!

I don’t deserve it. Look I am an irreproachable person,

please don’t do it boss,

please!

It’s just a suspension.

And stop with your whining, you know how much I dislike that.

Give all your things to Gomez and leave the office at once.

You have ruined my day.

Okay, you're the boss.

You'll see you've committed a gross injustice.

Okay, that’s taken care of.

Here is what was sent by Legal Medicine.

I believe it has what was missing from the girl’s autopsy.

The last phalanx of the ring finger in the right hand?

It's too specific.

Still,

I insist on reviewing the files.

We have not had the resources to hire a person to organise these files.

It’s important.

Look, detective,

there are hundreds of thousands of papers,

and it's going to take years to organise them.

I can send a person from the prefecture.

I think it’s a demented idea!

But if you insist.

Pachon, what are you doing here?

Detective Pachon is investigating the disappearance of an old man's corpse.

During many years here,

corpses have often disappeared and nothing's ever been done about it.

Well, this isn't a simple matter, doctor.

And taking into account the disorder of your files...

And who is that?

Actually, he’s the one I was questioning.

He’s responsible for depositing the hospital's corpses.

Couldn't it be?

No, Detective Corzo.

This man has been insisting for many years about the disappearance of the corpses.

Besides, I have had no complaints about him as an employee in all his time here.

Does this look like him?

Maybe the nose is a bit long.

Thanks Lucho.

It's too long.

Yes, but the speech at the senate lasted four hours.

I don’t believe that at the moment people are that

interested in the words of Dr. Jorge Eliecer Gaitan.

You better believe it! He’s got more followers by the day.

You know the newspaper can’t take sides with him.

But not against him either.

Okay, if you think it’s so important, we can give it front page,

but condense it so it fits in a small box.

In a small box? And what are you putting on the front page?

The news that come from Germany?

No.

The war goes on the inside.

I have updates about the pink trunk.

The Pink Trunk? But you have given it front page everyday!

The trunk is what sells,

what can we do about it?

Are you comfortable at your new desk, journalist?

It must be hard to one day be the owner of the store and the next to be the messenger.

What do you want?

Just to verify the comfort of one of my subordinates.

This happiness won’t last long.

I promise you.

Talk to me, detective.

I was waiting for you, Porras.

I have to give you a little job.

I need you to find something in the files of the San Jose Hospital,

but I want you to be very discreet.

Do not speak about this to anyone.

No one. Do you understand?

The important thing is that Hipolito was able to find out about it before the police.

I was waiting for you!

Are you happy?

Yes, very.

Why don't you get me a coffee? You can fix that later.

Hello, may I speak with Detective Alvaro Rosas, please.

Suspended?

Okay, thanks, bye.

My dear old lady. Forgive me.

I knew it was you who went to the mechanic’s shop.

That's causing me a lot of problems.

From suspension to getting fired - that's only one step away.

Don’t be so nervous, detective.

If you are fired, I will hire you at the newspaper as messenger.

I don't think that's funny.

Not everything is lost. My buddies at the Prefecture can help me.

However, paying them something is necessary.

I just don't know if I'm interested.

I don't think this case can be solved.

Well,

maybe there is another case in the prefecture that's

being worked on which may be of more interest to you.

Such as?

Pachon was given the case of a corpse that has disappeared at San José Hospital.

Very interesting.

We can do business with that.

Discreetly, look who is at the bar.

What’s that guy doing here?

It’s the second time I've seen him.

It appears he’s become friends with Martina.

Are you looking for Detective Rosas again?

No.

I'm looking for you.

Yes.

I wanted to know if I can count on you to solve a matter for me?

That is,

If I can count on your discretion?

And what can I do for you?

Well, it's a matter...

Are you good friends with the journalist?

No he's just a customer.

Your mystery has me red hot.

I must ask you to be very discreet.

Especially with the journalist.

Yes, yes of course.

But what is it about?

Do you know him?

He's a customer at the cafe.

What did he do?

Do you know who his friends are?

No one in particular.

It was Detective Rosas who brought him. You still haven't told me what he's done.

I don't know.

But I suspect he's involved in a case I'm investigating.

Let me guess... the case of the girl in the trunk?

You are well informed.

The newspapers publish daily articles about the case.

I like mysterious things and I have followed this case with a lot of interest.

Do you know what I think?

If the girl was not forced into the trunk,

somehow she must have been unconscious, sleeping

or already dead?

Very intelligent!

You're right.

It's been proven that the body was put in the trunk after death.

But don't go telling this to the journalist.

The journalist already knows.

Detective Rosas keeps him informed daily.

Well then, that begs the question -

How are you going to learn who did it and why?

Look at you go.

You already feel like a detective?

I am sorry.

It really interests me.

Sometimes my life can be so routine.

These things really get me excited.

Maybe a bit too much.

Yes, it's like being in the movies.

Who hasn't wanted to be a detective in the movies?

You...

Please you first.

No no please, you first.

I insist.

Well,

If you came to look for me, it's because you think I can be of some help.

And I don't know if I am the right person.

But I would love to be involved.

Of course you are the right person.

Your continuous presence at the cafe

can be of great use to me.

Ah yes!

What do I have to do?

Just look.

And tell me what you see.

Mosquera!

We've been waiting for you.

Let me introduce you to the journalist Hipolito Mosquera.

We already know each other.

While you were away, I was showing the Prefect our place.

And why do you need me?

The Prefect is a bit annoyed about the amount of attention our stories about the trunk have created.

I have told him we can space out the articles more so as not to obstruct them.

You know?

You won’t believe it.

Although I love the cafe and it represents such a significant part of my life;

At times I feel...

imprisoned.

I understand you.

I feel the same thing.

We all have our prisons.

Thanks for inviting me.

Thanks for coming.

Detective Corzo.

Look there, it’s a person!

Yes.

It looks like they're going to jump.

Look, he’s the boy who was talking to Mrs Bertica.

Mrs. Bertica!

Come here, come!

Come Mrs. Bertica!

Look.

The boy who was talking with you is just about to jump.

Lady of Chiquinquira!

Poor guy said he was going to do it and there he is.

Can't anyone go over there and help him?

I talked to him for over an hour,

I even gave him a meat pie because he said he was hungry.

What if we all shout at the same time?

He wouldn’t be able to hear, we are too far away.

A couple jumped yesterday, holding hands.

Mrs, why did he say he was jumping?

He came from the country, looking for a better life, but he couldn’t find a job.

Life is so difficult.

Besides, he told his family he was doing fine

and now he’s scared to go back. So now he's decided to do this.

It's so terrible.

Well, at least he’s not doing it like others, because of an unfaithful woman.

Holy Virgin of Guadalupe!

He's going to jump!

HE WAS AFRAID TO FACE REALITY

It’s very difficult to find anything in the San Jose.

There is a giant mountain of papers.

I was there all morning.

but you must understand that I also have my own cases here at the Prefecture.

Yes, I am going to try and get the boss to free you from some work.

Detective Porras!

Didn’t I tell you to put that trunk upstairs?

They say you have a suitor.

Yes.

You are very pretty today.

Where is the party?

There's no party.

Some affairs to sort out.

Let me remind you Detective Rosas,

That the only one who had the right to ask me is already dead.

No, I am not being nosy.

I want to talk to the lawyer of your step children.

I know he is getting into a few questionable deals.

I can find out in the files of the Prefecture.

We can find his weak spot

and make him leave you alone.

Ah yes?

And how do I pay you for your kind services?

Because know perfectly well, you do not do anything for free.

No no no Martinita.

I just want us to be friends.

Guys!

Do we want another drink?

You shouldn't have.

It’s no trouble.

Okay, now to the point.

What have you heard?

Not much, because they were talking really low.

It’s no problem. Well, now let’s get onto matters.

It all depends on how worthwhile the information is.

It’s really valuable. It will radically change the course of the investigation.

I don’t have any more.

At least that's something.

Corzo thinks that they put the body of the girl in the trunk long after she died.

He thinks it has to do with the disappearance of the bodies from the San Jose.

How insightful Detective Corzo.

Yes, if it is a stolen corpse.

But it has nothing to do with the San Jose.

How do you know?

I have informers all over the place.

Just read tomorrow’s article.

I found, all by myself, the girl in the trunk.

Her name is Magnolia Rincon.

Well,

That journalist is absolutely crazy and now believes himself.

Or maybe the case is becoming really profitable.

It’s the second, I am sure.

How are things going with you?

Well there hasn't been anything new.

I'm trying to find a clue on the girl.

I hope to find her somehow using the detail of the missing part of her finger.

Was she missing a part of her finger?

I didn’t know that.

It wasn't in the papers.

And I hope it won't come out.

Since the only way I can work with freedom is with the press at the margins.

MAGNOLIA RINCON. THE GIRL IN THE PINK TRUNK.

It looks like the girl you are looking for was registered here.

Let me read:

On April 21st, 1945, the patient Magnolia Rincon entered the burns ward.

She was brought by a man who immediately disappeared.

The girl died a few minutes after due to smoke inhaled in a domestic fire,

the body was not claimed,

it was sent to Legal Medicine,

which is a routine procedure.

I already checked in the books and the corpse effectively was here.

What did you do with it after you studied it?

Buried it in a common grave, just as we do with all the corpses that come through here.

Did you verify this burial was carried out?

It's not necessary.

I have a very trustworthy person who is responsible for that process.

May I stay for a while just to observe?

Of course.

Detective?

There is a significant bit of evidence that proves

Magnolia Rincon is not the girl in the trunk.

How long was the girl's hair?

17 centimetres.

Due to Magnolia’s burns, they had to remove her hair.

Why was the information about the burnt-girl published?

Maybe...

The journalist wanted to sidetrack your attention?

But, why?

Maybe to try to stay relevant.

I don’t think so.

I think that maybe what he wanted was to gain some time

to cover for his friend.

His friend?

Detective Rosas.

Then you think that Detective Rosas was the one who put the body in the trunk?

Ms Martina!

What's happened?

The guy who disposes of the corpses at the San Jose has disappeared.

It seems he’s responsible for the disappearance of the corpses.

Extra! Extra! He trafficked corpses!

HE TRAFFICKED CORPSES

Can you tell me any information that might help us find him?

I don't know much.

I already told you that all the information we have on him

has been given to Detective Pachon.

Excuse me.

Corzo!

I have something which might be of interest.

Listen.

On April 20th of this year, at 21 hours,

The corpse of a girl disappeared, approximately 15 years of age.

She had arrived at the emergency ward 12 hours before.

The death was due to a strange virus, not linked to her asphyxiation.

The only special sign,

was that she was missing the ring finger on her right hand.

Excuse me sir.

Who authorised you to be in here?

Please leave!

Yes...yes...thanks, all the same, sorry.

The Truth?

Hi Detective.

I was the one who wrote about the case of the pink trunk.

Listen.

It's been proven that the the guy who deposits the bodies at the San Jose,

is implicated in the robbery of the corpse that was found in the trunk.

Are you still celebrating journalist?

It's been a month since you were promoted and you're still drinking?

Leave me alone, bitter old lady.

The best thing that could happen is that your stepsons take this cafe away from you.

This place needs owners who respect their customers.

Why don't you just leave?

I'm getting bored of this behaviour.

You had me worried.

It's really late.

Did something happen?

Yes.

I knew it.

What happened?

What happened?

My God!

Don't cry.

I haven't seen you cry since mother's death.

What happened?

Mita,

promise me that whatever happens,

you'll never stop trusting me?

What kind of words are these?

How can I not trust you?

Mrs. Rosa De Alvarez

Detective Rosas.

Well it turns out things haven't worked out the way we expected.

This is going to drive me nuts.

I believe we have to act more rapidly.

If only there was a way to get into Detective Rosa's home.

Good evening.

May I come in?

Yes, of course.

And to what do I owe this honour?

Well I was visiting somewhere nearby

and I remembered you had given me your address.

Sorry! Please sit down.

As you had promised you would help me with the cafe.

To stop my step children...

kicking me out.

Please sit.

Thank you.

I'm so happy you're here.

Do you want something to drink?

- OK, a beer. - My pleasure.

What? Did he attack you?

I need a glass of water.

Are you behind with your article?

Mind your own business.

Are you still taking advantage of the pink trunk case?

If you want a similarly morbid story,

you should investigate the case of the bodies disappearing in the San Jose Hospital.

If you've handed in all your work, you can leave sir!

You seem very nervous lately.

Could it be because the sales have lowered?

Or are you afraid of going back to your former position?

Just leave me alone!

I arrived at the house, it was filthy.

I sat on the sofa,

and he asked if I wanted something to drink.

I said a beer,

and as soon as he left, I started looking in every corner, then--

Come.

I think we can talk with more privacy in my room.

A bit of air will make you feel better.

I'm okay now, don't worry.

Do you remember that the only thing the man who received the package remembered

was that the man who sent it had an umbrella with a skull on the handle?

I knew it, I knew it.

A macabre affair.

The rest must be here somewhere.

Keep it inside Luisa's graveyard.

Of course!

There it is.

Luisa's graveyard is the tomb of Luisa -

my mother.

It's so clear now.

The address of the sender is the same as the cafe, except in Barbosa.

I can't believe it.

Rosas has never been a trustworthy man, but to go to such lengths to create such a charade.

Besides, why?

To deceive you?

The prefecture?

It doesn't make sense.

Evidently.

But all signs point towards Detective Rosas.

The guy who was disposing the corpses has been caught!

Listen here Porras!

Where did you get that umbrella?

The umbrella?

They were selling them at the market on Palm Sunday.

I told you Detective Corzo. I told you!

The person who placed the girl in the trunk could be any inhabitant of this city.

Not everyone.

Not everyone has the ability to combine information about the Prefecture,

with particulars about my personal life and the cafe.

Okay, okay, I accept that.

But that means the matter is even worse

because any Detective here could be responsible.

All know about your life, all go to the cafe.

Don't waste my time.

How did it go?

Good and bad.

May I escort you?

Of course, I am going to Mass, you can tell me everything on the way.

So then, Martina’s suitor is no other than detective Mariano Corzo?

Don’t you have anything more important to be doing?

Congratulations my dear.

You have caught yourself the most desirable single man of the area.

Why aren't you busy trying to rescue your popularity?

It seems to be going downhill over the last few days.

Well, all we have to wait for now is the confession of the guy tomorrow.

Although I am in no doubt that it was in fact Detective Rosas.

How exciting.

We already have the from the guy morgue.

It's just one step from there to the truth.

I hope so, because everything in this case has been so uncertain.

If it is true,

then the problem is surely at the Prefecture.

It doesn't take action.

It isn't like the movies.

Don't you still want to be a detective?

I must go.

May I escort you?

No, of course not.

Don't forget we are on a super secret mission.

Goodbye.

Hey, what news have you got?

That's good, thanks a lot.

Things are not too good around here.

Of course, I know.

With the case of the trunk I achieved a lot of new things.

But you know in this profession, the successes are ephemeral.

Well man, that's how things are.

What wisdom.

That sums up your situation at the moment.

In this profession, the successes are ephemeral.

I am so curious to know what has happened with the pink trunk.

Because I know the case keeps on advancing.

How come the articles have stopped?

Ah! I know.

The visit from the Police Prefecture.

Well, that means someone was finally able to lay a finger on the invincible Hipolito Mosquera.

CORRUPTION IN THE PREFECTURE

PREFECTURE MAY CLOSE DUE TO CORRUPTION PROBLEMS

What a nice surprise Doctor Castillo,

I have always been recommended this barber shop

but I never imagined it had such special clients as you.

I have been meaning to go to your office actually to talk to you.

Ah yes?

What about?

About this?

Did you decide to declare open war with the Prefecture?

No, it's not that.

We've got to keep our readers informed.

Thank you.

Keep your readers informed.

Who are you kidding?

What did you want to talk about?

Last time we spoke, you talked about our shared passion for stamps.

So I thought - why not give Dr Castillo a gift, one of my stamps.

I was going to bring it to you but seeing as we've met like this, here it is.

Well I don't think there is any reason for such a gift.

Of course there is a reason.

I want us to be friends.

It's more convenient to help rather than attack each other.

This kind of news can be stopped.

We can even make some efforts to help you repair your reputation.

I know it can be inconvenient for us to uncover certain truths.

We will see what you can do for me.

Let's talk later.

Excellent service, I shall definitely be returning.

Good day Doctor Castillo.

Do you know this man?

You know him better than I do.

Did you sell the corpse of the girl to Detective Rosas?

Do you have a cigarette?

What?

Do you have a cigarette?

Of course.

Why do you have them if you don't smoke?

To tell you the truth,

I only do once in a while.

I am going to smoke one.

But just a couple of puffs.

I am not a man with vices.

Good brand.

My job is very difficult.

There are some days when the only people I see are dead

and they don't talk.

But one gets used to it.

I still am not used to that.

So many years at the Prefecture

and I haven't been able to shake...

my fear of death.

But that must remain between us.

It wouldn't be good for my reputation if people knew that.

Don't worry.

I know how to keep secrets.

You learn to cope with the dead,

once you realise they are nothing more than a bunch of meat...

meat that rots...

then you can do whatever you want with them.

That's not right.

To think that thing is a person

who has lived,

believed in God,

worried for someone,

loved.

One can never fully understand people.

I've heard so much about you.

Who would believe that you are a romantic?

Who is she?

She?

Who?

There isn't a 'she'

Oh maybe,

there is but...

Is she married?

No, no, what a thought!

I am a Catholic man.

No, it's something else.

To tell you the truth,

and this is another secret,

I promised my mother on her deathbed...

No...

Don't worry.

Not to have dealings with women.

That doesn't make sense.

She is dead.

How could she find out?

- You're not a religious person? - No.

That explains everything.

Our dead see us from heaven.

And is that worth depriving yourself of happiness for?

Life is short.

Afterwards,

we won't be but a package that anyone may sell,

use,

or buy.

Such as the girl in the trunk?

Who did you sell the corpse to?

I'm sorry Detective Corzo.

There isn't anything that can be done about it.

Nothing can be done?

Just when the investigation was about to yield some results?

I can't believe it.

Did you learn anything enlightening from the man who sells corpses?

Did you offer him something?

Yes, something for his confession.

Don't look at me like that, man.

A pardon? Something else?

Another thing.

This man is the only way we can know what happened.

If he is not willing to confess and will hold out til the end,

I can't risk it.

You know that this Prefecture can be closed.

We can't open up investigations which might lead to the higher ranks.

That would be the perfect reason for them to close this place down.

An investigation into higher ranks which might implicate you?

I can't believe it.

I can't believe what I'm hearing.

I demand more respect, Detective!

Do not judge me.

Well, I don't want to talk about this anymore.

No one has come to demand the closing of this girl's case.

It's a corpse like any other.

No on would be concerned if we just closed the case.

Good afternoon, how are you?

Yes, I was thinking about the proposal you made the other day -

about editing a paper in Santa Marta.

Does the offer still stand?

Well, I had thought about asking him help me to get a good lawyer,

but he seems so sad that I dare not ask him.

Promise me that you'll ask him, please.

You've struggled so much for that business.

You can't just give it up and give in like that.

To tell you the truth Conchita,

I have been asking myself if it wouldn’t just be worth getting rid of the Cafe

and searching for a different life.

Besides, I think maybe the boys do have equal rights to the business as me.

Of course not.

They never miss out on anything.

They have had everything they need.

When they lost their mother,

you came along and took charge of them as if you were their mother.

Yes, yes. Let's be quicker as he's been out there for a while by himself.

Promise me that you will tell him.

Yes.

Are you going to tell me what's going on?

I don't want to talk about it.

The man confirmed that he gave the corpse to Rosas?

No, but it doesn’t matter.

What problems do you have?

Don't change the topic.

Aren't we partners?

We are still partners but..

I don't want to talk about this subject now.

Tell me about your problems.

Yes.

It's related to the cafe and the sons of my late husband.

Yes?

Yes miss, I'll put her on.

It's the cafe.

Yes?

Hi Augusto, what's going on?

Mrs Martina, we were waiting for you.

I warned you didn't I?

These boys are taking possession of what is theirs.

The judicial ruling was in their favour.

The cafe is now theirs.

At least Mrs Martina, justice was done.

You knew this was ours.

That's the law Mrs Martina.

Some win,

others lose.

And in this case, you lost.

Okay, you guys, let's get to work.

For years now, I had been dreaming of a life away from there.

Now I am free.

I have to start again.

What happened?

Were you crying?

I'm leaving the city.

How come?

To go where?

I just don't know.

I am getting on the first train that leaves tomorrow.

You can't make a decision like this so quickly.

You must think about it.

About what?

I don't have anything keeping me here.

Your things are here.

You can't just leave like that!

What things?

I don't have anything or anybody here.

Maybe...

You may think it's ridiculous,

but thinking about the case

has brought back my emotions.

I had forgotten how to feel.

Yes,

I was never a woman with routines.

Then all of a sudden I found myself sunk into a life with a bad one.

Life here was always borrowed.

A borrowed husband,

a borrowed business,

some borrowed children,

and now it is time to have something of my own.

Are you sure about this?

So sure that I'm leaving tomorrow on the 10am train.

But before I go,

I must tell you that you're a great person,

and that I value you a lot as a friend,

and...

I don't like sad goodbyes.

I am leaving.

Bye.

I don't believe you.

I already told you,

I got a job in Santa Marta

and I was asked to be there as soon as possible.

I know and I don't believe you.

Enough Emma!

Don't behave like a little girl now that you're old enough.

Just pack some hand luggage and let's go!

You've never spoken to me this way.

Now Mita,

don't cry.

I am in a hurry because I don't know what time the train leaves and I don't want us to miss it.

What I am going to do there is very important.

Trust me.

THE SUMMARY! THE TRAVELING BODY OF THE PINK TRUNK

Thank you.

Did you not sleep well last night?

No, why?

I saw your lamp turned on.

It is because of her?

The girl who was missing a finger.

Did you call me?

You gave this clue to the journalist, don't deny it!

I swear I didn't do it.

I don't even know him. Please believe me.

How could the journalist know the girl was missing a finger?

A pink trunk.

Corzo!

I was looking for you.

Look.

It seems the boss offered him his freedom in exchange for his testimony.

But when we asked him to whom the corpse was sold,

he said it was irrelevant information.

It doesn't matter.

Detective Corzo, what an early bird.

I've heard that you are really reliable in your work.

The Prefect,

Detective Rosas, and I have something to say. We've thought of a great idea.

Since the three of us are fond of collecting stamps

we have been talking about founding a philatelic club.

Are you interested? Want to join us?

No thank you.

I'm not interested in stamps.

Well, you'll miss the opportunity.

Gomez!

La Dorada! Puerto Wilches! Bosconia! Santa Marta !

La Dorada! Puerto Wilches! Bosconia! Santa Marta !

Let's go!

La Dorada! Puerto Wilches! Bosconia! Santa Marta !

The train is leaving!

Let's go!

Let's go!

La Dorada

Puerto Wilches

Bosconia, Santa Marta,

The train is leaving!

Excuse me miss, is this seat taken?

What are you doing here?

I was thinking about what you said the other day.

In our lives, without realising it,

we might become stuck in jails which we refuse to leave.

But you can’t leave everything behind that way.

You have earned prestige from years of work and courage at the Prefecture.

The Prefecture doesn't matter anymore.

But what about the girl in the pink trunk?

Doesn't that matter?

I solved the mystery.

Really?

Did you find out who put the girl in the trunk?

Yes.

And?

Aren't you going to tell me?

But of course I'm going to tell you. You helped me a lot.

You deserve to know.

So?

It's a paradoxical answer.

It was there all the time, in the trunk, right before my eyes.

Who?

A producer of lies.