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Ready or not, here I come
ANNA, THE DETECTIVE
A STRAY BULLET EPISODE 42
What are you doing?
I’ve listed the letters that were cut out and am trying to make words.
But we don’t know the words.
The words fly away, but what’s written down, stays. It’s important.
Well? Is it working?
Not yet. But logic and intuition tell me not to lose hope.
You beasts! Go away!
What? You beasts! Go away!
What’s going on here?
Zamiatin, the retired sub-lieutenant. Arrested according to your orders.
What are you doing? Is this how you treat a Russian officer?
What? What are you staring at, you paper pusher?
Never saw an officer?
Maybe I should trash him, Your Nobleness.
Let him sleep it off. We’ll talk to him tomorrow.
Yakov Platonovich, a letter for you. I almost forgot, with this bastard.
“I want to see you. Tomorrow at noon.”
Mr. Detective? Mr. Detective.
I’m listening.
It’s a catastrophe. My warden is dead. He fell from the stairs.
Here.
Looks like his neck is broken.
Weird. First it was the maid, and now him...
His fingers are broken. How odd.
Usually people break their extremities and necks when they fall. But fingers?
Was he grabbing at something to stop the fall?
Or before the fall.
-How do you feel? -I’m all right.
-Why didn’t you report it earlier? -I only found him an hour ago.
So, you don’t know when he fell down.
I was walking in the park. I saw him when I came back.
Had anything like this ever happened before?
Was there anything wrong with his legs? Did he lose his balance?
He was healthy as an ox.
-You weren’t too fond of him. -I wasn’t.
Your maid Tatyana... what kind of relationship did they have?
Ordinary relationship of a made and her master.
-And you? -He took me into his house when I was 12.
-Do you have any other house help? -Lately – just the maid.
And before that?
There was a secretary. Voyevodin fired him.
How long ago?
-Six months. He left to Moscow. -Do you know why he was fired?
Nobody told me.
Excuse me, is anybody home?
I ran into him in full dark. But I knocked him out with one blow.
And what do you think happened? He leaped to his feet and ran away.
Was it your Polina who asked you to break in Sushkova’s house?
No, of course not. I wasn’t going... to break into anyone’s house.
She never asked me about it. I thought I’d make a deal with Sushkova.
Did Sushkova’s husband blackmail Polina with some letters?
Exactly.
What made you think they were in the house?
Where else could they be?
That stranger was also looking for letters.
I don’t know if he found them, though.
Looks like Polina is the girl who lives at Voyevodin’s house.
-Voyevodin whose maid is missing. -Exactly.
-Who, as we know, is dead. -That’s right.
-It’s an interesting chain of events. -What do you mean?
Don’t you understand?
Your Polina’s blackmail can be connected with Tatyana’s death.
I don’t think so. She can’t be involved into any frauds. No, no. She...
She’s a victim.
Uncle, you have a weak spot for victims.
It’s not a weak spot but upbringing.
If I see a damsel in distress, I must help.
Well...
Now everything is clear.
His Excellence and Anna have found each other.
We don’t need to hide anymore.
We won’t be seeing each other anymore.
You’re so rude, my dear Jacob.
What did you expect from a callous copper?
Ma’am! The mist!
The same one? Go ahead, don’t stop.
Quick!
Look!
Mr. Brown. Oh my God.
Easy.
Move it!
Careful. Easy. Oh my God. Mr. Brown.
Quick! Are you all right? Mr. Brown?
Quick!
I don’t want to get poisoned again.
Go!
Open the gate!
Stop! Who are you?
Open at once! Your master is dying, don’t you see?
Is it a dream?
No. You are at home. How do you feel?
Excellent. Thank you.
I must sleep. Excuse me. Did we study chemistry?
No. We found you in the woods.
What are you doing here?
We found you in the woods. What were you doing there?
Drink this!
Mist. It covers me.
What were you doing there?
I try to take probe.
Water. Drink.
I understand. The same thing happened to me.
-I’ll send for the doctor. -Yes. And I’ll stay with Mr. Brown.
You need a rest. Go to sleep.
Close your eyes.
-Hello. -Hello.
Can I help you?
I’d like to talk to Mr. Voyevodin. It’s about the missing maid.
He’s dead.
What? When...
What did you want?
Excuse me, you must be Polina. Can I talk to you?
I have information regarding Tatyana.
Come in.
Please seat down.
I’m Piotr Mironov’s niece. I know you asked him to help find out
what had happened to your missing maid.
I’m listening.
I think she took much more money and jewelry than you think,
but she didn’t have time to take them with her.
I could point you to the place in the house where they are hidden.
-How do you mean? -Didn’t Uncle tell you about me?
-No. What was he supposed to say? -Doesn’t matter.
I need to walk through the rooms... and the garden.
If you want.
I’ll start here.
But I need to be alone for this. It won’t take long.
Well... All right.
Tatyana Molchanova’s spirit, present yourself.
Tania, is this your home?
It’s not mine. It’s the old man’s house.
Old man? Voyevodin?
Shut up! Don’t you dare! Shut up!
Let go!
Answer me! Did Sushkov blackmail you?
-Shut up! -He will pay.
Don’t you dare! Shut up! Don’t you dare! Shut up!
He will pay. He’ll pay for this.
You must be Sushkov.
-I want to go home. Let me go! -Don’t you dare! Shut up!
-He will pay. He’ll pay for this. -I want to go home. Let me go!
-Don’t you dare! Shut up! -He will pay. He’ll pay for this.
-I want to go home. Let me go! -Don’t you dare! Shut up!
He will pay. He’ll pay for this.
Shut up! Shut up!
My compliments, Aleksandr Frantsevich.
Hello, Yakov Platonovich.
What can you say?
Well, his neck is brocken, which is also the cause of death.
His fingers are broken, too.
Yes, I noticed it on the scene.
No, his fingers were dislocated... As if someone were wrenching them.
That’s not what happens when someone falls.
He must have been fighting the person who pushed him.
I don’t know. Maybe. Don’t you want to know about Sushkov?
-Is he dead? -Alas.
When?
The nurse found him in the morning.
I suppose, somewhere between 11 p.m. and 1 a.m.
Did anyone else come to see him?
Yes, his wife. She stayed after midnight.
Looks like Sushkov took his secrets with him.
There us one secret that we can uncover now.
What bullet killed him?
Here, take a look.
It’s not from a revolver.
I’m sorry. That’s all I have. It’s an English cartridge. For a shotgun.
Yes, but the lieutenant was shooting his revolver.
Yakov Platonovich. Yakov Platonovich.
You need to search Voyevodin’s house immediately.
I’m almost certain Tania Molchanova’s body is there.
Have you found out something new?
Yes. I was in Voyevodin’s house. Tatyana is there.
You know, Sushkov is connected with this in some strange way.
By the way, do you know he’s already dead?
I know.
But it still doesn’t give me grounds for...
What? Is Voyevodin’s death also an accident?
A suspicious fall from the stairs isn’t a proof of a murder.
Don’t you feel this is all one big tangled knot?
I do, I do.
Excuse me, I’m in a hurry.
I’m sorry, Your Nobleness.
I had too much to drink yesterday.
Do you know the precinct is brimming with complaints from your neighbors?
You shoot in your backyard all the time.
I have a revolver, an award. Why wouldn’t I shoot it?
I need exercise.
Exercise? You’ve killed a man.
It wasn’t me. No, I was shooting last morning, that’s true.
But there was someone else. I heard a shot.
I see. You heard a shot.
Go on, go on.
Yes. One. From a shotgun.
I wondered who was hunting in the city.
-So I went outside to look. -Go on.
A young guy went out of the bush just across from my house.
He was dressed neatly like a clerk.
He had this thing in his hands...
-Like a bag. -Can you recognize him?
If I see him, I might.
I’m sorry about last night, Your Nobleness.
One should stay away from me at nights. I’m quite peaceful the rest of the time.
Don’t shoot in your yard again, peaceful man. You’re free to go.
Thank you, Your High Nobleness. Thank you, Your Nobleness.
I think Sushkov’s wife killed him.
She left the hospital around the time of his death.
What does Dr. Milts say?
Nothing. He says there are no signs of violence.
But with Sushkov, you didn’t need much.
Press on the wound, move the bullet a little.
Why would she do this, though?
Bring her here. Let’s ask her. Also, send the orderly in here.
Yevgrashin.
Yes, Yakov Platonovich?
Find out if there were any fake moustaches, beards, and wigs in our old cases.
If there were, bring them to my office, and also the cases they are related to.
Yes, Your High Nobleness.
No, it’s impossible. I can’t believe in it.
It’s all concentrated around that house. I called for Tatyana,
but Sushkov and Voevodin came, too, and wouldn’t let her finish.
But why Polina? She just lives in that house.
No, she doesn’t just live there. Your Polina is the source of all evil.
I can feel it that the murders are connected with her.
They happen because of her.
You just dislike her...
because she is... pretty.
Is this what you think of me?
I’m sorry.
Sorry, sorry. I’m actually...
-Excuse me. I’m sorry. -You are such a...
Did you mean to say “ladies’ man”?
Yes. Better tell me how to make Tatyana answer my question.
When you’re calling for her spirit,
specify: “You come, and no one but you.”
Tatyana’s spirit, present yourself. Tatyana’s spirit, present yourself.
You come, and no one but you.
Tania, listen to me. No one will come to you.
No one will find your grave.
Mother and Father didn’t do anything wrong.
It’s not your fault.
Tell me where to look for you, and I’ll bring your parents.
In that house, the tormentor’s house.
Where in the house? Where? Where should I look?
In that house.
Tell me where!
How could it even occur to you?
The time of your husband’s death coincides with the time when you left.
I don’t remember when I left.
We do. At half past midnight. A nurse saw you.
Your husband died roughly around that time.
Roughly. He was still alive when I left. He was asleep.
I didn’t want to wake him up. I had no idea I should have...
You are under arrest on suspicion of murder.
Yevgrashin!
Get her to the cell. Go and think it over.
Yes, sir. Come with me.
Anna Viktorovna, It’s good you’re here.
Really?
-I’m glad to see you. -Why?
No reason. I’m always glad to see you.
Were you drinking?
Yes. No.
But it’s a good idea. Also, we have time. Sit down.
I don’t offer you to join. You’ll say no anyway.
You must have some business to me? I’m listening.
Yes. A search at Voyevodin’s. It’s necessary.
I’m sure the girl’s body is there.
I’ll get a permission from the prosecutor tomorrow.
What is this? Are you trying on disguise?
Good question. These wigs and moustaches are evidence in various cases.
It turns out they were all made by the same man,
our hairdresser Prokhor Khvatov.
He makes wigs without questioning why his clients need them.
And you know what’s interesting?
I found this part of a fake beard in Alice’s room.
It was made by the same man.
I think the beard belonged to the plumber who came to her that night.
Looks like he kidnapped her.
Or just helped her escape.
Will you let me be present at the search tomorrow?
-Of course. I’ll let you know. -Good.
Well, see you tomorrow.
No, no. I’ll walk with you. I have some errands.
Mr. Khvatov.
Welcome, Your High Nobleness. Do you want a haircut or shaving?
That’s not why I’m here. I need to talk to you.
I’m listening.
Your artwork has been involved in many cases recently.
Will you ever stop? I suppose only Siberia can cool you down.
Cool down? What are you talking about, Your High Nobleness?
Your wigs and fake beards.
It’s just a side job. People come to me and ask for things.
I have no idea what they need them for.
I don’t care about your sins. Better tell me who ordered this one.
How would I know?
Come on. You can recognize your handiwork by a single hair.
Whom did you make beards for in the last month?
There was this young man... He didn’t give me his name.
I saw him at the hospital later. He’s a medical assistant.
Are you sure?
According to the lieutenant,
a young man came out from behind this tree.
Sushkov could have been shot from here.
Yes.
The body position and the wound confirm this theory.
So the culprit timed his shot to coincide with the lieutenant’s shooting.
Right?
An English bullet.
Yakov Platonovich, you never cease to surprise me.
In my opinion, this is a sign of the culprit’s lack of experience.
I’d take it with me.
There are only three guns like this in this town.
Voyevodin has one of them.
You are well-informed. As usual, Yakov Platonovich.
But the shooter was a young man.
Voyevodin had a secretary whom he allegedly fired.
I made some inquiries. His name is Yaroslav Osmolov.
Voyevodin committed him with murder and gave him his gun?
Why? The criminal could have taken it without Voyevodin’s knowledge.
-She sent me a note. -What?
An invitation to a walk in the park.
She probably wants to know the results of your visit to that house.
There is none. I need to prove myself somehow.
No, no, there's no sense to ask Sushkov. I’m coming with you.
No way. Don’t even think about it.
No. I won't let you go alone.
If it was blackmail, who was blackmailing whom?
We’ll soon find out. I’m going ro Voyevodin’s.
You take constables and find this shooter for me.
Whatever we find in the house I think will help us.
A will leaving everything to Polina?
I’m sure it’s the key part of this tangle of murders.
A rolling stone that caused an avalanche of crime.
Where will she be waiting for you?
In the end of the parkway to the right.
I wonder why she chose such a secluded place for the meeting.
She was afraid someone would see her and tell Voyevodin.
Yes, but Voyevodin is gone.
Stop!
-What can I do for you? -It’s a search.
Where is your Polina?
She’s late.
Run!
Where is Voyevodin’s will?
In his study, I believe.
-Are you his only heir? -I don’t know.
Oh, please! You know it very well. It was your own doing.
What do you mean?
-Where is the key to the safe? -I don’t know.
Yevgrashin, search the study and Miss Polina’s room...
What is your patronymic?
How dare you? On what grounds?
You’re a suspect in blackmail and as an accomplice to murder.
This is a mistake.
-How did you venture upon this step? -I don’t know what you mean.
Fine. I’ll tell you.
Sushkov, who worked at the post office,
intercepted your love letters from Osmolov.
He found out that Mr. Voyevodin had been molesting his underage maid Tatyana.
This is what you were blackmailing him with.
Here is the key.
-Open it. -Yes, sir.
You tried to force Voyevodin to leave everything to you.
The Sushkovs, in their turn, began blackmailing you.
To put an end to this, Osmolov came and shot Sushkov.
Your High Nobleness, here is the will.
Let me guess what’s in it. He bequeaths all his property to you.
To actually get it, your lover came and pushed Mr. Voyevodin down the stairs.
What do you say?
The Sushkovs did blackmail me, yes. There was no fraud with the will.
I don’t know who shot at Sushkov. I have no idea who pushed my uncle.
I was walking in the park with Mr. Mironov at that time.
And if Uncle left everything to me, maybe his conscience prompted him this.
I have nothing to do with it.
We’ll see about that. The case isn’t closed yet.
Yakov Platonovich.
-Anna Viktorovna. -Yakov...
What happened?
Uncle and I were almost killed just now. They shot at us.
Uncle was able to catch the shooter. Everything’s fine.
The constables are escorting him to the precinct.
Are you all right?
I’m alive, as you can see. Why didn’t you come?
Where?
What do you mean? You sent a note to my uncle.
-I didn’t send anything! -That’s what I expected you to say.
What did you have against the Mironovs?
Listen. I’m not guilty of anything, and I deny your accusations.
Yakov Platonovich, can I have two minutes here in peace?
Please.
Of course.
Tatyana Molchanova’s spirit, present yourself.
No way am I going to be a part of this charade.
-Excuse me. -Sit down.
Tatyana Molchanova’s spirit, present yourself.
Tatyana Molchanova’s spirit, present yourself.
Don’t you want these people to be punished?
Help me! Where are you?
Do you know why you are still alive?
Because so is your husband.
I missed. What if he decides to confess before death?
I can’t get him there, but you can.
Help him go, and you’ll live.
The letters... Sushkova hid them... when a man with a gun threatened her.
Osmolov?
“Darling, there is a way to release me from slavery.
I know the maid didn’t run away. She stayed in this house forever.
I know this for a fact. No my darling uncle will sign any will I dictate to him.
Come soon, and I’ll tell you everything. Yours, Polina.”
What does it mean “stayed in this house forever”?
I don’t know. I wrote it in the spur of the moment.
Anna Viktorovna.
-Look here. -Allow us.
She’s in there.
Please don’t! Let go, please! Please don’t! No! Please!
Help! Help! Please help!
Yakov Platonovich. Take a look.
It was Voyevodin who killed the girl. Did you see him hiding the body?
It’s obvious from your letters. It will be more than enough for the court.
You are under arrest for misprision of a crime and complicity in blackmail.
-Take her. -Yes, sir. Stay here.
Follow me.
I’m sorry, I can’t stay here any longer.
Voyevodin is an old satyr.
He hired me. I fancied Polina from the start.
I didn’t realize at once what her actual position in that house was.
Did she tell you herself?
Yes. When we became involved. I was shocked to find out
that Voyevodin had been molesting her since she was 12. Twelve!
And then Tatyana, too. Do you mean to say he doesn’t deserve death?
No.
But this alone doesn’t give you a right to be her judge and executioner.
So, Voyevodin fired you.
Yes, when he saw Polina and I together.
I left to Moscow. Then Polina wrote to me about Tatyana,
that Voyevodin was doing the same thing to her. Then she disappeared.
Sushkov intercepted our letters and started blackmailing us.
It was I who suggested killing him. It was my idea.
Did you know that the lieutenant has a habit of shooting in his yard,
and that Sushkov usually walks along that street?
Yes. I came here from Moscow.
You know the rest.
I don’t understand. Why were you shooting at Mironov?
Polina said Mironov wanted to help her.
How did he find out Tatyana was dead?
Then his niece came to Polina. She behaved strangely.
I thought they might find out the rest.
Can I see Polina?
You’ll see her at the double interrogation.
I’m sorry for invading your privacy. You have come a long way.
There are new circumstances in Alice’s disappearance.
-Please seat down. -Thank you.
Remember, I told you about the clump of hair I had found,
probably from a fake beard worn by the plumber who had visited her?
Yes.
The beard was ordered by Dr. Milts’s assistant.
An assistant? A plumber? What does it mean?
Maybe nothing. But isn’t it strange that Dr. Milts’s assistant
puts on a fake beard and comes to Alice?
Dr. Milts kidnapping Alice? This is ridiculous.
I don’t insist on anything. Just please don’t tell the doctor.
No, no, this is... It must be a misunderstanding.
I suppose so. But I don’t want to insult the doctor with my suspicions.
Please thank your uncle from me.
He was a great help in catching Osmolov.
-He’s a veritable daredevil. -I will.
Don’t you want to ask me something? Don’t you care what I told the prince?
No, I don’t. Anyway... what did you tell him?
I said I’d think about it.
That was wise.
-Do you know what he answered? -I’m not interested.
He said he was prepared to support me even if I didn’t love him.
How touching. I think I’ll cry.
No, I’ll cry.
A STRAY BULLET
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