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For too long,

the people of China have
been denied basic human rights.

Some of you know that I,
myself, escaped persecution,

but my brother, Chang,
and his wife, An, did not.

Tragically, she died in prison.

But Chang and his daughter,
Wei, are here with us tonight.

There are still so many others
who are suffering, like An,

who are behind bars.

Tonight, everyone involved
with us at Lantern Light

is here to say they
are never forgotten.

Hi.

I've just left the office.

When will you be home?

About 20 minutes,
I'd have thought.

I'll pick up a bottle
on the way. Yeah.

Love you.

You too.

I should've called sooner.

If I had, maybe...

I mean, whatever's happened...

We don't know anything
has happened yet.

Can you think of any reason
why your husband might... leave?

Of course not.

No problems at home?

Did we row? Is
that what you mean?

No more than anyone else,

and he wasn't
having an affair either.

It's what you were thinking.

I know all the arguments.

He's an adult, he
can leave home,

he can go wherever he
wants, except he hasn't.

I know my husband.

I know he wouldn't
just leave. Not like that.

Forgive me, but how?

He has chronic asthma.

He needs this,
morning and night.

Xun Li, 42.

Came here as a refugee from
China just over ten years ago.

Landlord, philanthropist,
and according to his wife,

all-round good guy.

She reported him missing a
little after one o'clock this morning.

Is he minted?

Judging from his
house, he does okay.

- What, so this a kidnap?
- We don't know what this is yet.

Until we do, we
keep a low profile.

We don't wanna scare them. That's
when they'll do something stupid.

How do we know he
hasn't done a runner,

a new wife with some
mistress he's got stashed away?

That's a bit
elaborate, isn't it?

It happens.

Of course, he
might just be dead.

At this stage, all we know is
he's left his passport at home.

His bank accounts don't
show any big withdrawals,

and he's an asthmatic who
kept his medication at home.

So all of which would
indicate this wasn't planned.

Besides his wife,
any other family?

A son, Bo, from his first marriage,
and a younger brother, Chang.

Let's find out what they
know. Plus, Xun's car,

we need to track it down.

Also, his phone. At the
moment, there's nothing,

so it's either
switched off or broken.

Get onto the provider, see
who he spoke to in the last week.

Messages sent and received.

- Have you got a minute?
- If you talk very quickly.

I've got my board date.

My DCI Board.

Of course.

Yeah. Spanish Inquisition.

Well, only at the start,
and then it gets worse.

- When?
- The day after tomorrow.

Just so's you know.

Well, fingers crossed.

Erm...

They're gonna throw
all kinds of things at you.

Just make sure you're ready.

Yeah, well, I've swotted
up on jargon, goals,

operational procedures, and
I've made these flash cards.

Do you think I'm prepped enough?

It's a distinct possibility.

Yeah. Good. Thanks.

Forty-two flats in all.
Mostly affordable housing.

That's very important to Mr. Li,
because of his background, I suppose.

As a refugee?

He came with
nothing, and now look.

How long have
you worked for him?

Er, about nine years, the
last three as Head of Finance.

I've seen all this grow.

Seen how hard he's worked.

Sorry.

Who knew Mr. Li was
gonna be here last night?

I've no idea.

But anyone could've known
he was going to that rally.

The Lantern Light demonstration?

He's very involved in the charity.
He's on their Board of Trustees.

Is Xun Li under any
kind of pressure?

Not that I'm aware of.

Financial worries,
that kind of thing?

Not at all. I'd know.

Anything else? Anything
out of the ordinary?

There's been a bit of
vandalism. Petty stuff.

- Recently?
- Last couple of weeks.

- Broken windows, that sort of thing.
- Have you reported it?

Some officers came
down, took a statement,

but said it was
probably just kids.

My brother helped
when we first arrived.

Which was when?

Eight years ago.

I came with Wei, my daughter.

After her mother
died, there was just us.

We couldn't stay in China.

Why not?

Me and my wife, An...

we were in prison.

I was released.

She wasn't so fortunate.

They were teachers, Mum and Dad.

In the village. They
weren't important, but...

they believed the wrong things.

Like?

Not everything the
State does is for the best.

The Party isn't
infallible, stuff like that.

Hardly the Gunpowder Plot.

They were sentenced
to two years.

Mum lasted six months.

Sorry.

It was a long time ago.

When I got out...

I knew there was
nothing for us there.

Xun had already
made a new life here.

So your brother fled China, too?

Before he could be arrested.

He paid for our
tickets, brought us here,

put me back on my feet.

Xun saved us. We
owe him everything.

She's got flashcards?

Well, you know our Helen.

Never knowingly under-prepared.

- This way, Boss.
- Thanks.

You know, she's always
had her eye on your office.

Yeah, well, tough,
it's occupied.

Until they pension you off.

- What about you?
- Me?

I always had you pegged
as a future Chief Super.

So did I, once upon a time.

David's always working.

When he's not, he's training
for his bloody marathons,

and I want to be there for Isla.

Course.

- When did they find it?
- An hour ago.

Thanks.

You think Xun abandoned it?

Or just never got here.

- Boss?
- Thank you.

This says it was open.

Who leaves a nice
motor like this unlocked?

He didn't.

Car keys.

Evidence suggests there
was a second vehicle.

Reversed at speed...

stopped here, and then
there was a lot of wheel spin.

So they drove off in a hurry.

Maybe someone even saw
something from the trains.

Anyone who was
traveling between the time

Xun phoned his wife and
his phone going offline.

So he left the office,
walked to the car,

unlocked it when he was
close, but before he got in...

Another car comes
up, and he was taken.

So what next? A ransom note?

Or a body.

Chang Li thinks his
brother's some sort of saint,

but it seems his son doesn't
agree. They hardly speak.

There was a family meal to celebrate
Xun's birthday three weeks ago.

Xun and Bo got into a massive
row, and Bo stormed out.

What's Bo's story?

We haven't spoken to
him. He's not at his flat.

No one's seen him
since yesterday.

We need to find
him, talk to him.

Yeah, I know. We're on it.

- Boss.
- How's the canvass going?

Nothing from the trains.

- Okay.
- But, erm, we have got this.

It's inside Xun Li's office.

That's him leaving at 9:43,

and we know from his phone
records he's calling his missus.

Okay.

Watch.

That's Xun Li walking
towards the camera.

Now, watch the car.

- The kidnappers?
- It could be.

Number plate's unreadable.

- Is that the best we can get it?
- Yeah, with this camera, it is.

Okay. Keep at it.

- Mr. Li?
- Yes.

DI Morton. Have you
got a few minutes?

- What's this about?
- Your father.

Rachel didn't tell me.
We don't really get on.

And your father?

What's your
relationship like with him?

It's... okay.

But you had a
row on his birthday.

We disagreed.

About what?

Dad doesn't...

approve of me working here.

In a hospital?

I'm a data coordinator

for the Trauma and
Orthopaedic Department.

But he thinks I'm a failure

even though what I do
is important and useful.

He's ashamed that...

I don't earn a shed load
of money like he does.

My dad thinks I've let him down
after everything he's been through.

And was that the last time
you saw him? At his birthday?

It's not like we're close.

Where were you last night?

At home. On the Xbox.

Passed out on the sofa.

Alone?

Yes.

Keep thinking he's gonna
come through that door.

I mean, he still
could, couldn't he?

With some excuse why
he hasn't called, or...

if he's done something stupid

or wrong, I don't care.

Just as long as he's safe.

That's all that matters.

I just want him to be okay.

It's Xun.

Rachel?

Someone's using his phone.

Where is she?

Through here.

How's she doing?

As you'd expect. Her
husband's been kidnapped.

- Any more messages?
- One more.

"Unmarked, low
denomination. Tomorrow."

Are we finding out where
they were when they sent this?

Already on it.

- Mrs. Li.
- What's happening?

- We're doing everything we can.
- What exactly?

Well, the situation's
changing very quickly.

Right now, we have to
concentrate on raising the money.

I can raise maybe 50.

And we can get the rest out
the business. It's gonna be fine.

How do we know
he's even still alive?

They don't want to kill
your husband, Mrs. Li.

They want to sell him
back to you. Hold onto that.

Oh, God.

Help! Somebody help me!

Help! Please!

Night-night, princess.

- Love you.
- Night-night.

Hey.

- What you doing?
- Working.

Did you know that Lantern Light
were going after the protection gangs

that target migrants?

They're threatening
to name and shame.

I don't suppose the
gangs like that too much.

No, so they might want revenge
as well as the ransom money.

You called me.

David's out.
Dinner with a client.

- Isla's sparko, so...
- You're bored.

Just alone.

Well, so does that make
me your consolation prize?

Do you want to be?

Not especially.

Just as well. Who'd
want to win you, anyway?

Probably shouldn't, you know...

What?

Call me.

It was a mistake.

- Okay.
- I thought I was ordering pizza.

- I'll see you tomorrow.
- Yeah.

Night.

Yeah. We are. That's right.

We were targeting those gangs.

Offering support to
migrants just isn't enough.

Going after criminals is
usually best left to the police.

We're simply
highlighting a problem.

If it gets you a bit of
publicity, that's what?

Just an unfortunate by-product.

This isn't a stunt. These
people cause real misery.

And they can do you real harm.

It was Xun's idea.
I was against it.

- Couldn't you overrule him?
- Not easily.

At first, we offered
migrants legal advice,

taught a little English, dealt with
the Home Office on their behalf.

And Xun was one of those we
helped, and when we got into trouble,

it was Xun that stepped in and
bailed us out. If it hadn't been for him...

You'd have gone under.

We were days from shutting
down. He turned us around.

But he wanted to
go after the gangs.

Migrants are vulnerable.

New home, new language.

We try to help them
set up new businesses,

but then these gangs move in.

Chinese gangs attacking
Chinese immigrants.

Xun was gathering
information, evidence,

and then we planned
to take it to the police.

Did he say why he
wanted to do this?

He said we needed
to up our profile.

Help raise funds.

But it was more than that.

Going after the gangs,
doing good, was like his...

mission.

Xun was going after two gangs
that are targeting Chinese businesses.

That's got to put
them in the frame.

Who are they? Where
do they operate?

Do they know or have links to
anyone who's been nicked for extortion,

or false imprisonment,
or have that as their MO?

I'll put some feelers out.

- Yeah, watch and learn, my friend.
- All right.

Annie's at the house waiting for
the kidnappers to get in touch again,

so in the meantime...
Anything else?

Yeah, forensics are
back from the car park.

Traces of capsaicin
were found near Xun's car.

Pepper spray.

We traced the mast that was
pinged when the ransom text was sent.

It covers most of
Chapel Allerton.

Right, get some
bodies down there,

but the smart money is on that
being the one place Xun Li isn't. Okay.

Waiting for news is killing her.

You've known Xun a long time.

Since before he met Rachel.

How would you
describe their marriage?

I know what you're
thinking, but you're way off.

Xun is Rachel's life.

They love each other very much.

Yeah.

What is it?

- Annie?
- We're on.

Okay.

Posted yesterday. It went
through the Moortown sorting office.

I'll get this and the
envelope off to Forensics.

I bought an identical bag and
sent the original off to be tested.

Good work.

Not sure I can do it.

We'll be listening to your phone and
we've put a mic and tracking device

in your car.

You'll be under
constant surveillance.

After you've made the drop,

we'll be watching for the
kidnappers to retrieve the ransom.

They'll come out into the open,
and that gives us the advantage.

We'll be with you
every step of the way.

Let's go and get
your husband back.

All units, stand by.

Everybody keeps their distance.

We need to make sure
the kidnappers don't see us.

Even after the drop, we let the
kidnappers think they're in charge.

She's on the move. Repeat,
Charlie-1 is on the move.

Silver Mercedes.

She's heading North
A61 towards Harrogate.

I say we find 'em and
scare the crap out of 'em.

- Just like that?
- Yeah. Show 'em who's boss.

And if they panic, kill Xun
Li, and bury the evidence?

Who's the boss then?

She just got a text.

Charlie-1 is turning left
onto Stainbeck Lane.

Following now. Heading west.

Ken, please confirm position.

600 yards back.
Standing by to take over.

Ken, it's all yours.

Charlie-1 approaching
roundabout.

Following. Exiting to the right.

Right, right on roundabout.

She's turning south.

I'm telling you, there's
such a thing as over-thinking.

- Is that so?
- All this psychological crap.

Work the case. Lean on
your suspect. Get it done.

Bish-bosh.

You won't catch me
over-thinking stuff.

No, I can see that.

Hello. Charlie-1 reducing speed.

Turning right into a car park.

All eyes on Charlie-1
at a distance.

This must be the drop.

Ken, make sure you aren't seen.
The kidnappers could be watching.

Charlie-1 is stationary
in the car park.

Another text.

Charlie-1 is out of the car.
Repeat, Charlie-1 is out of the car.

She's getting the
money out of the boot.

She's crossing the car park.

She's approaching
another car, a red Golf.

Charlie-1 has opened
the boot of the red Golf.

She's put the money in there.

She's getting in the car.

Repeat, Charlie-1
has switched cars.

Hello?

But...

Her phone's gone dead.

They've given her another one.

They can talk to her, and
we won't know a thing about it.

She's reversing.

They're trying to give
us the run around.

Ken, stay with her.

Charlie-1 is now heading
north in a red Golf.

Registration, Sierra 186.

Whisky, Oscar, Lima.

Received. Running the number.

Charlie-1 on the City Road,
heading back into the city centre.

Repeat, Charlie-1 heading
back into the city centre.

She's entering
the Trinity Centre.

I'm following.

She's exiting the Golf.

She's going for the money.

Everything's just got
more complicated.

What do you mean?

She's got multiple bags.

What?

Multiple bags, and
they're all identical.

Eyes on Charlie-1.

Charlie-1 has
dropped a bag in a bin.

She's just dropped another bag.

What're we supposed to do,
watch every bin in the place?

Yes! We need eyes
on her and all the bags.

- Annie, I need you to wait here.
- What?

Well, they may use
the Golf to get away.

- What if they don't?
- Well, then they don't.

Update?

Charlie-1 has made a third drop.

We need back-up.
What shall we do, Boss?

The money's in one of those
bags. We need to keep on top of this.

Charlie-1's being
directed on a phone.

She's being watched.

The kidnappers must be in here.

- Stay with her.
- Vince.

Don't lose her.

Vince, watch that bin.
Ken, keep following.

I either follow her, or stick
with the bag. I can't do both.

What do you want me to do, boss?

We can't contain this.
We need backup now.

There's no time.

I'm losing sight of her.

Location, Charlie-1, please.

Location, Charlie-1, please.

Charlie-1 has only one bag left.

What? I thought I said
to stay with the car.

Charlie-1 is heading
to the ladies' toilet.

All units, stay where you are.

Nobody move. Repeat,
nobody move until I instruct you.

Annie, report back.

Where's the money?
Which bin has the money?

None of them. It's in the car.

It was always in
the boot of the car.

Done us up like a kipper.

- Boss.
- Car's registered to a John Flynn.

Address in Bradford.

Get Bradford CID to check it
out, but tell them to be careful.

If Xun Li's there, we don't want
them bursting in with their size tens.

In the meantime, circulate
the Golf. We might get lucky.

Might not have to. The
driver's door was unlocked,

so I put my work
phone under the seat.

They're currently
heading out of the city.

Let's go.

They're at an industrial site.

Why didn't you stay
put like I told you?

I thought you could do
with some extra help.

What do you think the
rules are there for, Annie?

The signal's gone.

They must've found the phone.

Vince, secure the car
till the SOCOs get here.

In here.

Ken.

Oh, well.

Looks like someone
legged it in a hurry.

They managed to grab some of
the money by the looks of things.

- What's that?
- Shh!

Back through here. Come on.

Do you hear that?

It's through here.

We're police.

You're safe.

Thank God. Thank God!

Still got fresh
motorbike tracks.

Seems they escaped
over the fields.

SOCOs are taking a
mould now. How's Xun Li?

Mild hypothermia. They're
gonna run some tests.

They put five gallons of
water down there with him

and 50 individually
wrapped cheese slices.

Hmm. So starving wasn't
on the agenda, then.

No, I don't think dying
was either. We found this.

- I thought he'd left his at home.
- He did.

He said his kidnappers
gave him this.

Who knew he had asthma?

Lots of people.

- Friends, family.
- People at work?

Of course.

- How many kidnappers were there?
- At least two.

- I'm not 100 percent sure.
- You didn't hear them speak?

They put me in
the boot of a car.

We drove, and then,
when we stopped...

- They put you underground?
- Yeah.

I didn't know
where I was at first,

but they left me a torch and...

I didn't hear another
voice until yours.

And can you think of anyone
who might've done this?

No.

What about the protection
gangs you wanted to expose?

It wasn't them.

How can you be sure?

Because I'm still alive.

Bradford CID checked
out the owner of the Golf.

He says he sold it for 300 quid,
cash in hand, a couple of weeks ago.

- Who to?
- He's pretty vague.

- Some woman.
- Well, that's it?

Bradford Uniform reckon he
must've blown the entire 300 on skunk.

He can barely remember his own
name. They think he's legit, though.

- How did she get in touch with him?
- Phone.

Callbox. Nothing to trace.

Boss, I've been digging into
Xun Li's business, like you asked.

There was a case a
couple of years ago.

A heater in one of
Xun's flats was faulty,

and one of the tenants got
carbon monoxide poisoning.

Pretty nasty. He went
to court, but they lost.

- Name?
- Mark Rundle brought the case.

Address in Beeston.

So he tries to sue, fails, and
then goes after Xun himself?

Helen, you and Ken, go and check
him out. He's certainly got motive.

Mark Rundle?

- Yes.
- DI Morton.

This is DC Blackstone.
Can we have a word?

- What about?
- Mr. Xun Li.

- Can you spare me for a few hours?
- Now?

I just got a call from
a cop shop in Thirsk.

They've nicked Tamsin
Richards for drunk driving.

- So?
- So she wants to see me.

Why would the wife of a villain
like Richards wanna see you?

It might be something.

We haven't got the time. Sorry.

- Boss?
- Yeah.

Those protection gangs,
I've got some intel back.

They're just small-time thugs,
but they're both run by this lady.

Wendy Xiao. Has a legit
dry-cleaning business.

Her boyfriend used to run the
gangs, but he was also up to his neck

in robbery, illegal
gambling, all sorts.

Currently doing time for murder.

Some bloke tried to cross
him and ended up in a skip.

Someone had set him alight,

but only after putting a
plastic bag over his head.

- Nice boyfriend.
- Yeah.

Seems Wendy's filling
in while he's away,

and she has taken to
it like a duck to water.

Let's go and pay
her a visit, shall we?

He destroyed us.

- That's not what the court decided.
- It's the truth.

That heater was dodgy.

I told them that at the beginning
when they were putting it in.

They said the heater was dodgy
because you'd tried to mend it.

It was a death-trap,
and he knew it.

I tried to fix it
because he wouldn't,

but in court, they tried to
make out that it was my fault.

That I was responsible
for what happened.

Your wife was poisoned by
carbon monoxide from that heater.

I went out with some mates.

Five-a-side football.

Jenny had gone to
bed, saying she felt tired.

When I came home...

she wouldn't wake up.

And where's your wife now?

This is Lilly, our daughter.

We look after Jenny together.

Do you live here too?

Over towards Headingley.

Hospital tomorrow, Mum.

Bit of physio. You'll like that.

Need to replace this.

Catastrophic brain damage
is how they described it.

She can't do
anything for herself.

She just lies there with
tubes going in and out of her,

carrying God knows what.

I kid myself that she
knows it's me, but...

25 years we've been together.

Xun Li's offices were vandalized.
Do you know anything about that?

I don't even know
where his offices are.

I've got better things
to do with my time.

Well, how about
demanding a ransom?

Two hundred and fifty
thousand'd make your lives easier.

Where were you on Sunday night?

Here. Looking after Jenny.

- Alone?
- Yes, alone.

You don't know anything
about a protection racket?

Of course not.

Xun Li had two
gangs in his sights,

both of them linked to you.
Someone kidnapped him.

Were you trying to warn him off?

I don't know who this Xun
Li is. I just run a business.

I try and make
ends meet. I'm sorry.

Couple of years ago, you
were arrested for protection

and two counts of ABH.

But not charged.

Mistaken identity.

Probably because,
well, you know...

we all look alike.

That coat could do with a clean.

She were brought in
about two this morning.

We put her in a
cell to sleep it off,

and when she woke, she
demanded to speak to you.

Did she say why?

Just that it were important.

I'd like to speak
to her on my own.

Good luck with that.

DS Cabbot.

I were just leaving.

You asked to see me.

That was, er, a mistake.

My wife's tired and
emotionally overwrought.

Tamsin?

I just wanna go home.

I have your custody
record here, Mrs. Richards.

I see you never
made a phone call.

That's right.

I'm confused.

How did you know she was here?

If there is nothing further...

I would like to take
my wife home...

now.

What do you mean,
you went anyway?

She asked to see me
and I wanted to know why.

- And?
- I still don't know.

Richards got to her first.

Or she was so drunk she
hadn't a clue what she was doing.

No, you didn't see her.

Yeah. And you shouldn't
have done either.

You disobeyed a direct order
for the second time today.

I followed a lead.

I told you not to go
and you ignored me.

You wouldn't be saying
that if I'd got something.

You didn't!

And we've got more
important things to do

than get mixed up in a domestic.

I'm your Senior
Officer. Don't do it again.

Are you really pulling rank?

I'm saying, "Don't
take advantage."

I'm sorry. Long day.

Helen? What is it?

His wife found him.

Why wasn't he in hospital?

He discharged himself
about nine o'clock this evening.

Time of death?

Somewhere between
9:30 and 11:00.

His wife raised the alarm
when she came home.

She went out? Even though
he'd just got back from hospital?

- Where is she now?
- She's been sedated.

Staying with the brother-in-law.
We can talk to her in the morning.

How did they get in?

It looks like they forced
the patio doors at the back.

Kidnappers upping their game?

Could be. They break in...

tie him up, and then what?

Access his account online,

torture him when he
refuses to co-operate,

and then kill him.

Can you e-mail me that report?

Thank you. Yeah, that's great.

Cheers.

Whoever killed Xun Li didn't
come in through the patio doors.

- What?
- Preliminary forensics are just back.

The decking outside had been
oiled within the last 48 hours,

so it was still tacky enough
to leave traces of oil inside.

- But there weren't any?
- No, not a drop.

There's no sign of forced
entry anywhere else.

All the windows were locked.

So they came in
through the front door.

Either because Xun Li
let them in himself, or...

Because they had their own keys.

Helen.

- Morning, sir.
- Sir.

Got your board date, I hear.

Yeah. Tomorrow, sir.

- All set?
- I hope so.

Good. Well, perhaps, we
could celebrate if it goes well.

Really? You thinking of
turning up unannounced

with another bottle of wine?

- No, I just thought we could...
- Didn't I make myself clear?

- Perfectly.
- Good.

Well, barring any unforeseen
circumstances, er...

I'm sure it'll go fine.

Are we linking
this to the kidnap,

or is Xun Li just the
world's unluckiest man?

We can't rule out coincidence,
but odds-on they're linked,

we just don't know how.

The kidnappers left most
of the ransom money.

Perhaps they tried
to put that right.

So what, we find the
kidnappers, we find the murderers?

Lines of investigation.

Wendy Xiao.

Said to be running her boyfriend's
protection gangs while he's inside.

Being targeted by Xun Li's charity,
so plenty of reason to silence him.

Plus, her boyfriend did a nice
line in death by plastic bag.

Maybe she's just carrying
on the tradition. Mark Rundle.

Blames Xun Li for his wife's
carbon monoxide poisoning.

Plenty of motive, but what
about means and opportunity?

But we start with
the wife, Rachel Li.

Listen, last night on the
phone, I was probably a bit...

Harsh? Clumsy?

- I was going for "firm".
- Oh.

It's just whatever's going
on with Tamsin Richards,

that marriage, them coping
with losing their daughter,

that's what Family Liaison's
for, don't get sucked in.

I think it's more than that.

Do you have any reason to
believe she's committed a crime?

- No, but...
- Then it's not your problem.

Annie, is everything okay?

Yeah.

You'd say if there was
something wrong at home.

Of course, but nothing is.

I promise.

DCI Banks, DS Cabbot.
We're here to see Rachel Li.

Dad? The police are
here to speak to Rachel.

See you later.

She's upstairs. This way.

I'm sorry for your loss.

I came straight here from
work, as soon as I heard.

You were at work?

- Collating trial results.
- All night?

I went in about 7:00.

I was still there when the
police came and told me that...

We'll be in touch.

I wasn't gonna go
out, but Xun insisted.

It was a dinner I'd organized,
corporate awards thing.

I got back about 11:30.

At first, I didn't think
there was anything wrong.

I just thought Xun was working
because I couldn't hear the TV.

Then I went into the
dining room and...

I saw the...

What time did you
leave the dinner?

About 11:00.

Yeah, the news was on the
radio when I got back in the car.

Can anyone vouch for you?

Oh, only several hundred reps.

Though most of them
were pretty pissed, so...

Not much use to you, eh?

Xun took that. New Year's Day.

You were a close family?

He was my brother.

- I'm sorry.
- Oh, please.

Yeah, we were very close.

He took care of me and
I did the same for him.

Especially after
his first wife died.

When was that?

Giving birth to Bo.

We know that Bo and his
father rowed on Xun's birthday.

Is this something
that happened often?

Sadly, yes.

I think Bo's closer to Dad
than he was to my uncle.

- Do you see him a lot?
- Fairly often.

And we talk on the phone.

I tried calling him last night.

- What time?
- Around 10:00.

He didn't answer,
so I left a message.

See if Rachel wants anything.

Three days after this was
taken, they came for us.

They took An and me
to prison and set about...

re-educating us.

I can't remember her voice.

Not anymore.

I try...

but she's gone.

Bruising to the side of
the head, here and here.

- So he was beaten?
- It looks like it.

With fists, I'd say. No
linear patterns, see?

- And then he was suffocated?
- In a manner of speaking.

I found traces of aspirated
vomit in his trachea.

I'd say someone stuffed
his mouth with something,

a cloth, a newspaper.

And that's what killed him?

The gagging triggered
a panic attack,

which in turn set
off the asthma.

Like a row of dominoes.

- So his death may be accidental?
- Or sadistic.

Any physical evidence, doc?

No useful hairs, if
that's what you mean.

I've taken swabs from the wounds
and his mouth to send to the lab.

- And the Clingfilm?
- Was applied post-mortem.

Why do that if he
was already dead?

Boss?

Xun's offices were
vandalized on the 24th, right?

So?

We've been checking
CCTV from that night.

This is Mark Rundle's car
turning left onto Canal Street.

At 1:42 in the morning.

According to the police report,

the office alarm
went off at 1:39.

So we have Mark Rundle
driving away from the scene

less than three minutes later.

He said he didn't even
know where the offices were.

Now, why would
he lie about that?

It's a coincidence.

You held Xun Li responsible
for what happened to your wife.

- He was responsible.
- You wanted to make him pay.

- Now, come on.
- All that pain, all that frustration.

And there he was, rich and
successful, while you struggled.

It was a gesture. Just
a few stones, that's all.

We'd just heard the
council were cutting back.

Jenny's care package
was being reduced.

The quality of Jenny's
life would suffer.

And there was Xun
Li, in his big house

and his flash car, and I...

Even as I was doing
it, I was thinking,

"Jenny would be so
ashamed of me," but...

I couldn't do nothing.

I'd lost the court case
so I did what I could.

Throw a few stones.

I've just got the lab
results on Xun's body.

Various trace elements
as yet unidentified,

but they have detected
a polysaccharide.

A linear polymer amylose.

You could literally put
those words in any order

and it'd mean the
same. Try again.

Starch, like they
use in dry-cleaning.

You two, what're
you doing tonight?

- I'm flattered boss, but...
- Wendy Xiao, I want you to watch her.

Stake out the dry-cleaner's.
Where she goes, who she sees.

Why don't we just bring her in?

We haven't got enough.
We've got some, but not enough.

I wanna be able to put
her in a room with Xun Li,

either directly, or
through a third party.

So, coffee, camera, big bag of
Haribos. Could be a long night.

Great.

Stuck in a car all
night with Tigger.

Lydia's gonna be over the moon.

- Cancelling plans?
- Again.

She used to think it was
exciting going out with a copper.

- Now, not so much.
- Make it up to her.

Something special,
a proper date.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Sometimes you just
have to make an effort.

I'll get it.

I lied.

Everything isn't fine.

So, are you gonna invite me in?

Well, I could, but...

You're not alone?

Whoever it is, tell 'em
you're looking after the elderly.

No, I'm not alone.

Oh, hi!

Hello, Arthur.

Well, what you waiting for?

Why don't you ask
the poor girl to come in?

- No, it's okay, I can...
- Listen, we've got plenty of food.

You've just got no manners,
you know, that's your problem.

Come on.

Here you are.

What are the chances?

Sorry?

My last partner was a food Nazi.

E numbers, empty
calories... blah, blah, blah.

Then he left and I got
you. "A new start," I thought.

And you're exactly the same.

- I didn't say anything.
- You didn't have to.

Still, nothing wrong with
wanting to keep yourself in shape.

- And there it is.
- I'm just saying.

And I'm just saying I
happen to like saveloys,

and pies, and crisps.

Great. Knock yourself out.

- What's it to you, anyway?
- Nothing.

Here we go.

I know her.

It's Wei Li.

Xun's niece.

Where's David now?

Looking after Isla.

And where does he think you are?

With Ken, staking
out Wendy Xiao.

- Do you lie to him often?
- No.

Yes. More than I should...

or want to.

We row all the time about Isla.

Bedtime, schools, what she eats.

Both of us
disappointed in the other.

Different reason
but the same row.

Have you tried
talking to him about it?

To begin with, but...
it's like there's...

nothing between us.

And neither one of us is willing
to admit that the marriage is over.

David's not a bad man,
he's not the villain...

but he's not a husband either.

He's not even a friend.

And I can't...

I can't go on pretending.

What do you want, Annie?

I can't.

- Not behind David's back.
- No.

Can you give me a few days?

A few more days won't hurt much.

- I should go.
- Yeah.

Say goodbye from me.

Night.

About bloody time.

Were you awake?

- Yes.
- Why didn't you say?

Didn't seem to be
the right moment.

- Dad!
- Spare bed made up?

- Yeah.
- Right you are.

Hey...

she's a keeper, that one.

"About bloody time."

We pay her.

You pay Wendy Xiao protection?

It was a couple of years ago.

She came here one evening,

said we were vulnerable to
gangs, that she could help.

- We knew what she was doing.
- So you agreed?

We told her to stuff it.

Two days later, three men
come in with baseball bats

just as we're closing.

We tried to stop them, but
all our stock, every glass...

So now we pay,
like everyone does.

And that's what you
were doing last night?

Every week, without fail.

Sister Wendy likes
things to be ordered.

- "Sister Wendy"?
- It's a term of affection.

It's not enough that we
pay, we have to like her, too.

Maintaining the
momentum of change...

- DI Morton?
- Yeah.

They're ready for you now.

DI Morton.

Take a seat.

Hello.

You have to understand,

with Sister Wendy,
you pay up and shut up.

Is that all you do?

Sorry?

Does she ever ask you
to do anything else for her?

Your uncle was targeting the
gangs Wendy Xiao controls.

There was no sign of forced
entry at his house the night he died,

but I can't see him opening the
door to Wendy or any of her thugs.

- You think...
- Maybe she made you give her a key.

I didn't have anything to
do with my uncle's death.

That's ridiculous.

What about your father?

After what he's been
through? What he's seen?

He wouldn't. He couldn't
do anything like that.

With your help, we could
put Wendy Xiao behind bars.

Do you know what happens
to people who cross her?

Tell me what you
need, inspector.

It's time we stopped
being scared.

And you think you have the necessary
qualities to run your own team?

I do. I believe I can engender

the correct results-based approach
to policing, whilst inspiring people

to meet challenging goals

and at the same time, erm...

erm, maintaining the
momentum of change.

- Really?
- Yeah, definitely.

Your colleagues have described
you as ambitious, demanding,

rigid, obsessive.

And in one case...

impossible.

Don't sound terribly
inspired, do they?

Well...

I think, results, well,
they're what matter.

Clear-up rates. You know,
that's what we... That's our job.

Our job is to catch criminals.

How are you gonna do that if
no one wants to work for you?

It doesn't surprise me that...

people think I'm difficult.

I am, and I don't
apologize for that.

And apparently I'm
ambitious and demanding,

well, maybe.

But there are plenty of
good detectives out there,

DCIs and above, about
whom you could say the same.

Only with men, that's
a compliment, isn't it?

And if I am rigid,

it's because we have
a chain of command

and a series of
ranks, which I respect.

And for all that criticism,
I'll bet anything you like,

you won't find anyone who
says I take advantage of my rank.

But we know there are
men in the job that do,

every day of the week.

So I'll stand by my record
because I want to be a DCI,

not someone's best friend.

I'm a police officer, it's
what I do and I'm good at it.

- Any joy?
- It's locked, Boss.

Come on... with me.

Police. We're looking
for Wendy Xiao.

Seriously?

Wendy Xiao, I'm arresting
you on suspicion...

What for?

Why don't we start with
protection-related threats,

criminal damage and
demanding money with menaces,

and see where that takes us?

- How did it go this morning?
- Yeah, really well.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Good.
- Thank you.

Good for you.

Ken, where are we on the lab?

Have they ID'd the other
trace elements found on Xun?

- Haven't heard.
- Have you chased?

- No.
- Do I have to do everything?

Give 'em a ring, will you?

Protection and demanding
money with menaces.

That carries quite a
custodial sentence.

No comment.

We've got witness statements
and they're willing to attend court.

We can make these
charges stick, Wendy.

No comment.

This is your opportunity
to tell us about

any other offences
you've committed.

Clear up all your crimes
yourself before we do.

Now's the time, Wendy.

Tell us about Xun Li's murder,

it'll make things a
lot better for you later.

No comment.

Boss, we just got a
call from the hospital.

It's Chang Li.

There were three of them and
Dad just stood there and took it.

I'm sorry.

Would you recognize
any of those men again?

Possibly.

Would you come back to the
station with us to look at some photos?

Have fun, did you?

Enjoy hanging me out to dry?

I raised legitimate concerns.

It's up to the board to
decide what happens next.

You know, I treated
you with respect,

even though you turning up to my
flat was completely inappropriate,

but I didn't say
anything then or later.

I let it go. I shouldn't
have done...

- You... You...
- What, DI Morton?

What did I do?

You're upset about the
interview and you're right to be.

Don't try to blame
anyone else for it.

It shows poor
leadership qualities.

But we already
knew that, didn't we?

We arrested some of your
friends last night, Wendy.

Not very nice, are they?

They gave you up
in about five minutes.

So how about it? You still
gonna "no comment" me?

No comment.

I'm gonna be recommending
some additional charges of ABH

and witness
interference to the CPS.

And I will find evidence that
links you to Xun Li's murder.

Who knows where
it's going to end?

I think I've found something.

Look at this.

- Oh, sorry, do you mind?
- Be my guest.

Mark Rundle's car, the
night he broke the windows

at Xun Li's office.

Ok

Now, look at the headlights,
the pattern they make on the road.

The nearside beam's off.

Yeah. Maybe it's from
an earlier accident,

or maybe it's just been
misaligned, but either way...

- It's off.
- Yeah, now, look at this.

The night Xun was kidnapped.

- Same misalignment, same pattern.
- Yeah, same car.

This must be a mistake.

You told us you were looking after
your wife the night Xun Li was taken.

That's right.

This is a statement
from Carol Denton.

The agency nurse you requested
that Sunday night for four hours

between 7:00 and 11:00.

You lied to us.

So, where were you?

You hated Xun Li and you needed
money to help look after your wife,

and we can put your car within a
few yards of where he was taken.

The kidnap failed, you still wanted
revenge so you murdered him.

It's time to tell
the truth, Mark.

I was with another woman,
she's a friend of Jenny's.

Bumped into each other in the park a
few months ago and we got chatting.

Two lonely people.

I love my wife very much,

and I swore I
wouldn't do it again.

But all the time...
I knew I would.

Who was driving your car, Mark?

Who kidnapped Xun Li?

- Yes?
- Lilly Rundle, I'm arresting you

on suspicion of false
imprisonment, conspiracy to kidnap.

Stop!

You're under arrest, Bo.

CCTV of your father's
car the night of the kidnap.

His statement saying
he lent the car to you.

Kidnapping and
false imprisonment.

You're looking at
ten years, more.

Cooperate now and it
will be better for you later.

We met at the hospital.

Lilly took Jenny in once a week
and I recognized her immediately...

from court.

I felt sorry for them.

You thought your
father was guilty?

I certainly didn't
think that they were.

Not like they said in the trial.

It wasn't Mark's
fault, what happened...

and Dad knew it.

But he got away with it, like
he gets away with everything.

Not quite everything.

We'd chat most times
when I was at the hospital.

Pretty soon, I started
looking for him.

Hoping I'd see him,
and he was the same.

So you started a relationship?

- Did your dad know?
- No.

I was afraid he'd
think it was a betrayal.

When Mum's funding was cut,

we both wished there was a
way we could make Bo's dad pay,

but it was just that, wishing.

So what changed?

Bo came to me one day. He...

He said he had a plan,
a way to get his dad

to give a lot of money
so we could help Mum.

Did he tell you what it was?

No, but he was really fired up.

When was this?

Just before his dad's birthday.

He went to the party saying
everything would be all right,

but when he came back, he
said his dad hadn't gone for it.

He was so angry.

He said he didn't care anymore.

There was another
way of getting the money.

Hey. Look, we
found this at Bo's flat.

It was e-mailed to him from China
two days before Xun's birthday.

Lilly mentioned something happened
around that time that made Bo

think his dad might pay
up. Maybe this was it.

I'm getting a
translator on it now.

Let me know.

Ken, Wei Li said she tried to
phone Bo round about ten o'clock

on the night her uncle died.

You want me to find
out which mast it pinged.

Thank you.

I just wanna go back a bit, if I
may, to your father's birthday.

Witnesses said that you rowed.

Two days before...

you received this.

Where'd you get it?

I was sent it, by a
friend from China.

- He thought I should see it.
- We had it translated.

It's an interview between your
father and the local police chief.

It proves that your father
was a State informant.

He didn't flee
because of persecution,

he fled because he was
afraid of being found out.

So you went to his birthday
party to blackmail him.

Pay up or you
go public with this.

Ruin his reputation?
Wreck his business?

What happened?
He call your bluff?

Bo!

He said it all happened
a long time ago,

and people didn't care.

So he gave up a
few names, so what?

He said he'd say he was
coerced, his family threatened.

He said he'd spin it so
he came off as the victim.

You told me that the night your
father died, you went to work.

Your cousin, Wei Li,
called you at 10:07.

Now, this shows the location of
the phone mast that call pinged.

It's two streets away
from your father's house.

How do you explain that?

Okay.

These are forensic results
from a swab taken from the bruise

on your father's face.

They were able to get
a DNA sample from it.

It's your DNA, Bo.

You were at your father's
house the night he died.

You went there to get him
to pay the money you'd failed

to get from the kidnap, he
refused, and in the ensuing fight,

he died from an asthma attack.

- No.
- It was an accident, not planned.

- I promise you...
- We're looking at manslaughter.

- That's not what happened.
- Then tell us what did!

Dad called.

He said he wanted to
see me, he'd figured it out.

He got kidnapped just after
I'd tried to blackmail him,

and then the asthma inhaler...

He said he knew it was
me, that I'd screwed up.

And if I ever told anyone his
secret, he'd have me arrested.

Then he said I disgusted
him and that I was worthless,

going on and on and...

- So you hit him.
- I couldn't stand it!

- And then you gagged him.
- No... No!

- Yeah, you wanted him to stop.
- Which is why I left.

I had to get out of there.

I was afraid of what I'd
do if I stayed, so I ran.

- Where?
- My uncle's place.

I just... I didn't know
what else to do.

You have to believe
me. I hit him, but that's all.

- We've got enough to charge him.
- Except I don't think he did it.

Wouldn't be the first
son to kill his old man.

Lashing out, I could buy that,

but stuffing something
into his mouth until he gags?

That's more like torture.

DI Morton, you'll be
hearing soon enough.

It appears you passed the DCI
Board... in spite of everything.

- I'm gonna be a DCI?
- If and when a post is available.

That's fantastic news, Helen.

Excuse me.

Well, thank you for taking the
trouble to tell me in person, sir.

I can't tell you what
that means to me.

- I hear you did it.
- So I did.

You can crack a smile, you know.

The results are back on the trace
elements found in Xun Li's mouth.

About time.

I took your advice. Me and Lydia
are having a proper date tonight.

- I'm making the effort.
- Good for you.

Trouble is, I'm a bit rusty.

You'll be fine, it's
like riding a bike.

I might need some stabilizers.

DS Cabbot.

Slow down.

Where are you?

Okay.

- Helen.
- Yep.

What year was Chang
Li arrested in China?

Er, 2006, why?

Come with me.

Alan, have you got a minute?

- Can it wait?
- Yeah.

Look, stay where you
are, okay? I'm on my way.

You want me to come?

No, you just concentrate
on your stabilizers.

Bo showed you this the
night he came round, didn't he?

He was distraught, he
didn't know what to do.

Will you please translate?

It's been a long time,
I'm not sure I can.

Try.

"I am grateful for
another chance

to help in the fight
against subversives.

The names I gave last time,
those that were rounded up

on February first
were all enemies."

You told me that you were arrested
three days into the New Year.

In 2006, the Chinese New
Year fell on January 29th.

Three days later
was February the first.

When Bo showed you this, he
didn't realize its true significance,

but you did.

Your brother was the one
who betrayed you and your wife.

Along with traces of
starch, we found a compound

known as... Durindophyl
Red in your brother's body.

It's used to dye material,
only it doesn't come out red,

it comes out pale pink.

I confronted Xun that night.

He told me he'd given us
up because they threatened

to imprison him if he didn't.

- He thought I'd understand.
- But you didn't.

He saved himself
by sacrificing us.

In prison, they stuffed
rags into our mouths.

They'd make us choke.

It felt like you were
drowning in your own vomit.

So you used one of these.

I wanted him to know,
just for a few minutes,

what it felt like.

But then he had
an asthma attack.

I thought he was pretending.

I took the napkin out and tried
to help but he was turning blue.

It happened so fast, I
didn't know what to do.

Oh, I think you knew
exactly what to do.

You knew Xun's charity was
targeting Wendy Xiao's gang.

You knew the sorts
of things they did.

You used the Clingfilm to make
it look like she was behind it.

They put my wife in
a punishment block...

and bound her to a board.

Chained day and
night, she couldn't move.

And they made me feed her
just enough to prolong things.

Every day, forced to
watch her getting weaker.

Lying in her own filth.

It took weeks.

I never got to hold her.

She died alone.

Broken...

because of him, my own brother.

I wanted him to answer for that.

Hi.

I came as soon as I could.

As you all may know,

DI Morton, Helen,
recently sat her DCI board.

And I don't need to tell
you that it is a demanding,

long, drawn-out and rigorous
process which is designed to separate

the wheat from the chaff,
the sheep from the goats,

and the men from the boys.

And I am delighted to tell
you that Helen is now officially

and simultaneously,
wheat, a sheep and...

A man.

Pending a position
coming available, I give you

DCI Helen Morton.

Thank you. Thank you, everyone.

I need you to stay here, I
have to make a phone call.

I won't be long, okay?

Cheers!

Alan, it's me.

I know it pisses you off
when I disobey orders,

but I think you'll be really
pleased I did this time.

I've got something.
It's big, trust me.

Did I mention that I love you?

Alan, it's me.

I've got something.
It's big, trust me.

Did I mention that I love you?

Where've you been?

Celebrating.

Helen, remember?

Listen, I'm just
off Howsden Street

in a place called Smith's Yard.

What are you up to?

I just need you to
get down here now.

Why don't you just tell
me what you're doing?

What's so important that
you're missing free champagne?

- Hello? What was that?
- Oi!

Annie?

- Alan?
- Annie?

Annie, are you still there?

Annie?

Annie! Annie, what's happening?

I think I've been stabbed.

What did you say?

Annie.

Annie, talk to me. Annie.

Annie.

Hold on, I'm coming to you.

I'm coming to you right now!

- What's happened?
- It's Annie, come on. Come on!