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Do you remember anything?
How did you come to Anna Viktorovna?

I walked...

I don’t remember.

He had still been Yepifanov
when he knocked on the window.

By the way, it’s obviously a knife wound.

Who attacked you?
Height, clothes, age?

- Chloral.
- What do you mean?

The smell of chloral. They used to give
it to me at home during... my fits.

Yakov Platonovich,
chloral is a strong sleeping medicine.

It’s often used as painkiller.

- Anton Andreyevich, see Yegor home.
- I’ll open the door for them.

Too bad Yegor doesn’t
remember the important parts.

In fact, he has told us a lot.

In his words,
he was attacked in Koniushenny Alley.

He came to in Koniushenny Alley.
We can’t know where he was attacked.

Probably somewhere in the vicinities.

For your information,
Arina Surina lives there.

I had a hunch that this woman
has something to do with it.

More than you know.
Before becoming Madame Surina,

a young student Arina used
to be Yepifanov’s kept woman.

She recognized him, but decided
to keep silent for some reason.

Yepifanov was renting
a house for her in Slobodka.

He visited her often.

He’d walk through the ravine,
where he later was killed.

Yegor also barely escaped being
killed next to Arina’s house.

One,

two,

three,

four, five.

Ready or not, here I come

DETECTIVE ANNA

REINCARNATION EPISODE 22

- They say your father is a good handyman.
- Yes. He can make any machine.

Even a steam engine.

- Don’t you want to be a handyman, too?
- I can’t do it.

He can’t! You should help your father
more instead of roaming around at nights.

Wait. Who’s there with your father?

I don’t know.

Come here.

- Have you ever seen him before?
- No, I haven’t.

Go home.

Tell them you had to give
a statement at the precinct,

so they shouldn’t scold you. Take care.

He turned round the corner
and disappeared into thin air.

As usual.

Yakov Platonovich,
I looked for him everywhere.

But it was hopeless.

You told me yourself not to follow
the Frenchman if I meet him.

You did the right thing,
Anton Andreyevich.

So, he was talking to Fomin.

Yes. They were discussing something.

Good morning. Never mind us.
We came to see you.

Good morning, gentlemen.
I didn’t expect anyone so early.

We’re sorry. Duty calls.

You have a regular workshop at home.

It’s too expensive to
rent separate premises.

Not every mistress works in her own shop.

I believe it immoral to use hired
labor while sitting on my hands.

That’s commendable. Your husband must
be of a different opinion, though.

Is he still asleep?

No, he’s at work, too.
He’s a salesman, distributing our produce.

He’s also our accountant. He went to
the railway station to get the tickets.

Do you need to see him?

No, we wanted to talk to you.

Yes, Kirill Artemyevich and I were close.

I should have told you at once,
but I couldn’t.

Why?

Remember, I’m married.
I couldn’t let my husband find out.

- So he doesn’t know, does he?
- No.

I loved Kirill Artemyevich.
It was a tragedy for us both

that we couldn’t get married.
He already had a family.

How come you decided to marry
another man if you loved him so much?

I thought Kirill Artemyevich left me.

He stopped answering my letters
and coming to see me.

I made some inquiries
and found out he was missing.

I didn’t believe it, of course.
A man like him couldn’t have disappeared.

If I only knew what happened in reality!
In my worst nightmare,

I never supposed he
could have been killed.

When did you meet your husband Surin?

Last fall. In October.

Was it before or after
Yepifanov’s disappearance?

After. I was completely alone.
I had nowhere to go,

so I accepted Surin’s proposal.
He is a very nice man, too.

Did you recognize Yepifanov’s
remains in the ravine at once?

Yes.

Maybe you’d like to change your
statement regarding Yegor Fomin, too.

What do you mean?

Maybe you should tell us that you know
him better than you care to admit.

I told you the truth.
I didn’t know him at all.

Did you know Yegor was attacked
last night not far from your house?

God, no. How would I know?

Where were you yesterday
from 10 to 11 PM?

Here, in the shop.
We are working on a big order.

- Can any of your workers confirm it?
- No. It was late, so I let them go home.

- Who can confirm your alibi?
- My husband. He was at home.

Here, in the workshop?

No. I was in the workshop,
and he was inside.

Then I’m afraid it’s not
a very reliable alibi.

If she had organized Yepifanov’s murder,
why would she go to the police?

Why lead us to the body?

It would be better
for her if we never found it.

Yegor found it. He could tell anyone.

It was in her interests
to run to the police first.

Only then could Arina have
excluded herself from the suspects,

at least temporarily.
I don’t understand her motive, though.

It’s the money.

No, she had money
while she was with Yepifanov.

She was struggling after his death.

Yes. What if Yepifanov promised
to include her in her will,

and she only found out he
hadn’t when it was too late?

Maybe.

Yakov Platonovich, where are you going?

To Yegor’s parents. Don’t wait for me.
See you at the precinct.

How come you didn’t
notice Yegor wasn’t home?

He rolled up his blankets to
look like a sleeping person.

His mother thought he sneaked in
and went to sleep, like he does.

Right. I see.

From now on,
we’ll be watching him closer, of course.

I’ll make sure nobody
messes around with his head.

Now, I have a question about your job.

I’m listening.

- You are a mechanic, right?
- Yes, sir.

What kind of mechanisms do you deal with?

Any kind.
From sewing machines to steam engines.

Good. You had a client visit you today.
A bearded foreigner.

How do you know?

I’m a policeman. We know things.
Are you doing something for the military?

- I’m forbidden to talk about it.
- But you can talk to a foreigner?

I didn’t tell him anything.
He asked questions, but I wouldn’t answer.

I’m not an idiot. Was he a spy?

No. He’s one of our gendarmes,

testing how well the state
secret is being kept.

- I didn’t talk to him.
- Keep it up if he ever comes again.

So, there. Everything will be fine.

Thanks a lot. Please
accept my gratitude.

What are you doing?
Let me show you to the door.

Hang in there. Shtolman, our best
detective, is in charge of your case.

Everything will be fine. Yes.
It’s such a big tragedy.

Sinelnikov!
Aren’t you satisfied with your job?

Or maybe you aren’t happy with the salary.

No, sir. I’m happy with everything.

Good.

Why are you taking bribes, then?
At the precinct, at that!

I’m sorry, Your Nobleness.
The lady wanted to show her gratitude.

I told her she shouldn’t but she insisted.
I was going to donate it in church.

What was she so grateful for?

I was the one who got
the merchant’s bones out of the ravine.

She found out and came
to ask who had found him.

Did you tell her?

Why not? She’s the deceased’s daughter.
She wants to know.

- I’m sorry, Your Nobleness.
- You’ll answer for this!

They are trying to kill my son!

It had never happened before
he met your daughter.

I assure you, we understand.
You don’t need to say it again.

Our daughter won’t
visit your son again. -Good.

Praskovya! Show the
gentlemen to the door.

- What happened?
- No, you tell me what happened.

This man came here to accuse
you of driving his son mad.

He says this boy had almost
been killed because of you.

Nonsense. I have nothing to do with it.

That’s what I thought.
That would be too much even for you.

But this gentlemen demands...
Do you hear me, Anna?

He demands that you left his family alone.

I feel sorry for the boy.
They are torturing him.

They are treating him!

- He’s not sick!
- He’s not healthy, either!

As far as I’ve gathered
from our visitor’s words,

you tried to introduce
his son to spiritualism?

He didn’t need my introduction.
I just feel for the boy.

He has nobody to talk to.
Nobody to ask for advice.

I remember myself at his age.

If not for Uncle,
I’d have felt very lonely and sad.

How dare you say this?
You had a happy childhood.

Your father and I were doing
everything for you to feel good.

In all fairness,
delicate people need to feel...

kinship with those who understand them.

I hope our daughter has more kinship
with us than with any mediums,

even if she doesn’t realize it herself.

- Have you lost the Frenchman?
- No, sir.

No? He came to the
mechanic yesterday, Fomin.

It looks like Fomin works
for the military range.

Yes, sir. Everything is under control.

I saw him yesterday,
and your Korobeynikov with that boy.

I just didn’t have time to report it yet.

Why didn’t you?
So, does Fomin work at the range?

He does.
They are building something secret there.

An Englishman has been there
for the last couple weeks, too.

An engineer or a scientist.

He lives out of town in a
house guarded by the military

and comes to the range every day.

- What is the Englishman’s name?
- Unknown.

- What is he doing?
- We haven’t established it yet.

Too bad. Watch the Frenchman;
he’s one step ahead of you.

And stay in the shadow!
Even Miss Nezhinskaya has you pegged.

It wasn’t her, it was the Frenchman.
He noticed us with his trained eye.

They are interested in
something about that range.

Find out who this new Englishman is.

- Yes, sir.
- Go.

Good afternoon.

Yakov Platonovich, Nadezhda Yepifanova
approached our corporal Sinelnikov,

and now she knows who found the body.

How?

Ten rubles is the price
of the secrecy these days.

Did Sinelnikov tell
her about Arina Surina?

Alas.

- You’ll need to file a report.
- Of course.

Mr. Shtolman. My name is Surin.

You talked to my wife today.

I’d like to add something
to her statement.

Come into my office.

You already know about Arina’s
relationship with Yepifanov.

But she told you I didn’t know about it.

Yes. She said she had met you
after Yepifanov’s disappearance.

That’s what I was afraid of.
It’s not true, Mr. Shtolman.

I hope Arina didn’t harm her
case too much by lying to you.

I don’t understand.

Try to understand.

She’s ashamed of her past
and renounces it.

By marrying me,
she hoped to start over.

That’s the only reason why she
kept some things to herself.

So, what did you want
to add to her statement?

That Arina and I had been engaged
when she started an affair with Yepifanov.

In secret from you?

Of course not.
Arina is an honest girl with principles.

She told me everything
and asked for my forgiveness.

And?

I begged her not to commit this mistake.

But we were so poor,
and Yepifanov could offer her big money.

- So, you broke up.
- Yes.

But I always remained close to her.
As a friend.

I was certain this shameful
affair would soon come to an end,

and Arina would come back to me.

Arina Mikhailovna claims
that she loved Yepifanov.

Nonsense.

- Just think about it.
- Sit down, please.

He was old enough to be her father.
What sort of love is this?

Besides, would a girl say openly
“I sold myself for money”?

Where were you yesterday at 11 PM?

At home, busy with my treatment.

I was taking hand
baths with camphor oil.

I always suffer from rheumatism
in this time of year. I...

Were you alone at home?

Yes. Arina was in her workshop.

What’s going on in this house?

Your father wanted to
talk to me heart-to-heart.

He kept asking if
I thought you were happy.

I see.

Whether every condition...

every condition was created...
how did he put it...

for your self-fulfillment.

What did you say?

What could I say? I assured him...

he was a perfect father.

- Uncle!
- What? Hush!

You should have used this opportunity
to tell him I needed more freedom.

Baby, you have more freedom than
any other young woman in Zatonsk.

Be fair to your parents.

She’s dead! Murder! Murder!

Anyone! People! Murder!

Murder! Murder!

Why are you yelling in
the middle of the night?

- A woman was killed. Over there.
- Are you drunk?

I swear on my crucifix. I’m sober.

Go to the police. Quick!

Miss! Don’t touch her!

Miss! Please don’t!

- It’s forbidden to move the dead body.
- If it is dead. What if she’s still alive?

Go away.

She’s my mistress.

Miss, if you don’t mind.

She’s already getting cold.
Get your seniors.

She was killed outside the fence.
It’s not my problem.

Do you mean you didn’t know the victim?

I’ve never seen her before.

What? You paid 10 rubles
to find out who she was.

Was she the woman who
had found Father’s body?

Do you still claim you haven’t met her?

I only know her name. Arina.
Surina, is that right?

What were you doing when Fiodor
came to tell you about the murder?

I was in my room.

Then I heard Fiodor shouting
and ran outside.

- Weren’t you going to go to bed?
- I have problems with my sleep.

- Have you tried sleeping medicine?
- Chloral. It didn’t help.

Your Nobleness, excuse me.

- We sent to the victim’s husband.
- And?

- He wasn’t at home.
- It’s 10 PM. Interesting.

I’ll see you at the precinct
tomorrow morning. Let’s go to Surin.

Go inside. It’s cold.

Surin, open the door!

Anton Andreyevich, break the door.

Yakov Platonovich, look.

They tried to wash it off
but didn’t have enough time.

It’s a man’s shirt.

Do you think Surin killed
his wife and ran away?

Why else wouldn’t he
be at home at night?

Is it just me or is it chloral?

It definitely is.

What is going on here?

Mr. Surin, where have you been?

In Yaroslavl. What happened, gentlemen?

Your wife was killed.

What?

I’m sorry.

I was in Yaroslavl on business...
Selling collars...

I came back with the 6AM train.

Here is my ticket.
You always want evidence.

Where is she? Can I see her?

Yes, of course.
But let me ask you a few questions first.

Yes. Go ahead. I’m calm.

I’m absolutely calm.
I can answer you.

Is this your shirt?

It is. You want to know
where the blood came from.

I was shaving before
leaving and cut myself.

Arina got upset with me.
She said the blood would never come off.

Oh my God. Oh God.

Our last conversation was
a stupid fight over a shirt.

Can anyone in Yaroslavl
corroborate your alibi?

Yes, of course. I was there on business.

I can name the stores
I brought our goods to.

If you don’t mind.

Anna Viktorovna,
what a pleasant surprise.

Hello.

We are neighbors, and still we
don’t see each other very often.

- You never go out.
- I’m not big on social life.

You’re right; it’s boring.

I’m sure you have
more interesting things to do.

I’m flattered with your opinion of me. Goodbye.

Anna, I was going to tell you...

You probably have
a wrong idea about who I am

after what happened with that notebook.

Not at all.

I assure you it was a chain
of most unfortunate events.

I’m still the biggest
admirer of your talent,

and I’d like to know more about it.

Could you give a few seances
for me personally?

I’m sorry,
but recently I’ve almost retired.

Please don’t say no.

I’m sure it will be
a unique experience for you, too.

Please.

Why did you lie to us that
there was no connection

between you and the late Surina?

You had written her a
letter just before she died.

You’re not going to talk? Fine.
You can think it over in the cell.

Anton Andreyevich, call the orderly.

Yes! I wrote to her, it’s true.

But we never met. I swear.

I wanted to meet her,
that’s why I invited her to come over.

Why did you want to meet her?

I told you yesterday.
She found Father’s body.

So? Is that what you were
going to talk to her about?

What else?

How about her affair with your father?

What? Shame on you! This isn’t true.

You know it as well as I do.

It’s just rumors.

We have witness accounts claiming that
your relationship with your father

had deteriorated dramatically
in his last year. Why?

It happens in families.
We fight, we make amends.

No, it’s simpler than that.
Your father was seeing another woman.

A young woman.
Your mother was suffering.

You were offended on her behalf.

Also, she was of fragile health
and could die at any moment.

What then?
A stepmother who’s younger than you,

step-siblings who could lay claim
on your inheritance. Some prospect indeed.

No! It wasn’t like that.

That’s why you started
to hate your father.

How could I hate him?

God forgive him. I...

You... Do you think I killed my father?

By the way, there was an attempt on
Yegor’s life after he had visited you.

Again, with a knife.
Arina Surina also was killed with a knife.

It wasn’t me. I... I swear to God!

You were seen rummaging
around in her pockets.

Why did you take your letter
inviting her to come to you?

I didn’t want you to find it.
You’d think I did it.

You think I did it anyway.

I’m so stupid! Stupid, stupid!

But I didn’t kill her.

Tell doctor Milts to examine it
and send to the archives.

Yakov Platonovich!

Yakov Platonovich.

- Arina is dead.
- You know already?

So do you.

How did it happen?

She was stabbed
near Yepifanova’s house.

Do you think she did it?

It’s possible,
but we have no direct evidence.

So, first she killed her father
and now the witness, right?

No. It’s just a theory so far.

I can’t... I can’t imagine a woman...
killing someone... with a knife.

Nadezhda is a sturdy girl with nerves
of steel. But I don’t think she did it.

Why?

She was inside her house at the moment
of the murder.

When she heard what had happened,
she ran outside

and took the letter from Arina’s pocket.

If she were the murderer,
she’d had taken it earlier.

Who do you think attacked Yegor?

Yegor remembers the smell of chloral,
and Madame Yepifanova is taking it.

- So, Yegor is still in danger.
- I don’t know.

But I’m certain he’s a key
witness in the merchant’s case.

Otherwise, why would they attack him?

The murderer, whoever he is,
hardly believes in metempsychosis.

Yakov Platonovich, it means Yegor
should better stay at home. Right?

Right.

Why are you lying here
in the middle of the day?

- Did you have another fit?
- It has passed.

Your mother and I are going to the village.
Your grandma is sick.

I’ll have to lock you up.
Behave yourself.

See you tomorrow, I hope.

This Fomin used to work at the range,

installing a steam engine
for some laboratory

that is going to start its work soon.

That’s all information
100 rubles could buy.

Isn’t it risky,
asking him about a military facility?

He can report on you.

I told him I was a vendor
looking for military contracts.

- Besides, he won’t see me again.
- And the Englishman?

His name is Gordon Brown.
He came here two weeks ago.

He lives in a country house with military
guards who also escort him to the range.

So far, it’s all we know.

You can go, Jean.

We’re doing something wrong.

What can we achieve by
talking to small fish?

We need to approach it from above.

Bribe and compromise generals,
not soldiers.

Great plan. Start with Shtolman.

Shtolman... Shtolman knows even
less about the range than we do.

In other words, nothing.

But he can be of use to us.
We should have him on our side

even if just to stop him
from standing in our way.

Make him fall in love with you again.

What do you mean, again? He is mine.
He just thinks he has escaped.

Well, remind him about it.
You have something on him.

He owes you something.
Is it a strong trump card?

Stronger than you think.

Then play it. Put him under pressure.

And you will throw down the glove?

No.

Of course not.
This illness has passed.

There will be no more fits.

Yakov Platonovich.

Isn't it time to go home?

Didn’t I tell you, Anton Andreyevich,
that you could leave?

And you?

Which of our suspects
could be taking chloral?

Nadezhda Yepifanova. Who else?

That’s obvious. Who else?
Theoretically speaking.

Who has insomnia or strong pains?

Rheumatism. Is it strong enough?

I don’t think you’ll
get much sleep tonight.

Go to the railway station
and get yesterday’s timetable.

With all cancelled or late trains
our railroads are notorious for.

Yes, sir.

Arina?

Save him. Save him; I’m begging you!
Save him!

Who?

Kirill Aretmyevich.
They’ll kill him again.

He killed her.

He killed her.

That’s right!
The Yaroslavl train was 90 minutes late.

Well, shall we ask Surin how he could
have arrived to Zatonsk before the train?

Right now? It’s so late.

We’ll have to bother the grieving widower.

He killed her!

Yegor! Yegor, stop!

Yegor! Yegor!

Yegor, let him go! Yegor!
Yegor, let him go!

Leave me alone, girl!
He killed her!

Yegor, it’s over. It’s over.

- Freeze!
- What’s going on?

- What are you doing here?
- Anna Viktorovna.

Surin’s alibi has folded.

He attacked me in my own house!

He’s insane! Everybody knows that.

As for my wife, it’s an outrageous lie.
Why would I kill her?

Because of jealousy.

You mean I was jealous of this boy?

No, not the boy.
You were jealous of Mr. Yepifanov

into whom the boy was
turning from time to time.

I wasn’t jealous of Yepifanov
even when he was alive.

You have dirty one-track
minds, gentlemen!

Arina never, ever loved Yepifanov.
She only was with him for his money.

Yes, but she was mourning his
death when the body had been found.

She was making
inquiries about the murder.

That’s why she was asking
questions to Yegor.

That doesn’t sound like indifference.

You killed her because you had realized
she always loved Yepifanov and not you.

You can’t incriminate me her murder.

I didn’t kill her. I have an alibi.

- No, you don’t.
- I was in Yaroslavl.

Yes, you were. But you couldn’t have
come back with the evening train.

The Yaroslavl train was late.

It had still been 30 km from
Zatonsk when you came home.

You could have come
only by the 3 PM train.

Which leaves you enough
time to kill your wife.

You have thought through
your alibi in cold blood.

If you didn’t plan the murder,

you wouldn’t have come up with
this story and bought extra tickets.

She was suspecting something. I had to.

But it wasn’t jealousy, gentlemen.

So, she suspected you not just
of the attack on Yegor.

She suspected you had killed Yepifanov.

You’ll never prove it, Mr. Shtolman.

No, why? Get him in.

Do you know this man?

I do.

Tell us about that time
you saw him a year ago.

I was passing through the ravine that
evening. When I was climbing out of it,

I saw an old gentleman passing by.

This guy caught up with him
and stabbed him in the back.

I got scared and hid behind a bush.

Then I saw him pushing the body into
the ravine and covering it with branches.

- He’s sick! Who would believe him?
- I’m not sick.

Hush. Calm down.

- It doesn’t happen to me anymore.
- I know.

I remember everything. It was you!

You killed that man!
You killed Arina, too!

The court will consider
all the circumstances.

- I already have one. Thank you.
- Anna! Anna.

Yegor!
Do your parents let you go outside now?

They do.

- Did Yepifanov come again?
- He didn’t.

It means that Surin’s
guilt has been proved.

I want to tell you a secret.
She comes to me.

We talk and laugh together.

I thought
I wouldn’t be able to live without her.

But she’s with me now.

Anna Viktorovna?

Yakov Platonovich,
is there good news?

Have you proved that Surin
had killed Yepifanov?

Unfortunately, no. The court
didn’t accept the boy’s testimony.

But the evidence in Arina’s
case was enough to sentence him.

How is Yegor doing?

He will be fine. I was afraid Arina’s
death would be a heavy blow for him.

He was in love with her.

Really? Was he, indeed?

Didn’t you notice? Yakov Platonovich,
you can’t read people’s hearts.

You are unfair.

I have disentangled the knot between
Yepifanov, Surin, and his wife.

With your mind, not your heart.

REINCARNATION