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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.

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

You too.

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I should've called sooner.

If I had, maybe he'd...

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 1:00 this morning.

- Is he minted?
- Judging from his house, he does okay.

What, so this is what? A kidnap?

We don't know what this is yet.

But until we do, we keep a low profile.

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

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

New life 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.

Well... 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
that 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.

Er, I've got my board date.

- My DCI board.
- Of course.

Yeah. Spanish Inquisition.

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

Mmm.

- When?
- The day after tomorrow.

Just so you know.

Well, fingers crossed.

Um...

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

Just make sure you're ready.

Yeah, well I... I've swotted up on them.

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.

42 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?

Uh... 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 going to 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.
Just 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 flash cards?

Well, you know our Helen.
Never knowingly underprepared.

- 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?

Well, 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 travelling
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.
Apparently, they hardly speak.

Yeah, 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 yet.

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, um, 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... 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 going
to 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 going to be fine.

How do we know he's even still alive?

I'll tell you what, look.

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

They want to sell him back to you.

Hold on to that.

Oh, God...

Help! Somebody help me!

Help!

Please!

Night, night, princess. Love you.

Night, night.

- Hey.
- What are you doing?

Working.

Hey, 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?

You 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.

And 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...
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 have been for him...

- You'd have gone under?
- We were days away 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.

Well, that's got to put them
in the frame.

Well, 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's 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 for Life
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 have to 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 Steinbeck Lane.

Yeah, 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 overthinking.

- Is that so?
- All this psychological crap.

Work the case.
Lean on your suspect, get it done.

Bish-bosh.

- You won't catch me overthinking 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 1-8-6,
Whiskey, 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 are 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.

- Yeah, 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 back-up 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 the...
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.
- Right 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.

We 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 SOCOs get here.

In here.

Ken!

Oh, well.

Looks like someone legged it in a hurry.

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

What's that?

Back through here. Come on.

Do you hear that?

It's through here.

We're police. You're safe.

Thank God! Thank God!
Thank God...

We've 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%% 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.

- What, 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.

- It went to court, but they lost.
- Name?

Mark Rundle brought the case.
Address in Beeston.

What, 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 couple of hours?
- Now?

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

They've nicked Tamsin Richards
for drink driving.

- So?
- So...

She wants to see me.

Why would the wife of a villain
like Richards want to 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. And the word is Wendy's filling in
for him 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 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 vandalised recently.

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?

250,000 would make your lives easier.

Where were you on Sunday night?

Here. Looking after Jenny.

- What, 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 2:00 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.

It's all right, we're just leaving.

You asked to see me.

That was, erm, a mistake.

My wife's tired
and emotionally overwrought.

Tamsin?

I just want to 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 have got something.

But 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 9:00 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 the hospital?

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

She's staying with a brother-in-law.
We can talk to her in the morning.

How did they get in?

Well, 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 cooperate,

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.

So... 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.

And 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.

- Alan.
- Morning, sir.

Sir.

Got your board day, I hear?

Yeah. Tomorrow, sir.

- All set?
- Yeah, I think so.

Good. Well, perhaps, we could celebrate,
if you guys want.

Really?

You thinking of turning up unannounced
with another bottle of wine?

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

- Perfectly.
- Good.

Well, barring any
unforeseen circumstances, uh...

I'm sure it'll go fine.

Are we linking this to the kidnap

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

Well, 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.

And 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?
- Well.

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

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

that marriage, them coping
with losing their daughter,

that's what Family Liaison is 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.

- Go home and get some rest.
- Okay.

Dad. The police are here
to speak to Rachel.

I'll see you later.

She is 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?

Got in at about 7:00.

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

We'll be in touch.

I wasn't going to go out,
but Xun insisted.

It was a dinner I'd organised.
Corporate awards thing.

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?

Uh, 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 me 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?
- Looks like it.

With fists, I'd say.

No linear pattern, 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 might've been 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 cling film?
- It was applied post-mortem.

Why do that if he was already dead?

Boss.

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

So?

We've been checking CCTV
from that night.

This is Mark Rundle's car
turning left on to 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.

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.

Oh, 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.

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 are you doing tonight?

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

Stake out the dry cleaners'.

- Where she goes, who she sees.
- Why don't we just bring her in?

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

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

either directly
or through a third party, so...

Coffee, camera, a 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.

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 going to invite me in?

Well, I could, but...

You're not alone.

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

I'm not alone.

Oh, Annie!

Hello, Arthur.

Well, what are you waiting for?

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

No, it's okay, I'm...

Listen, honestly,
we've got plenty of food.

You've just got no manners, you know.
That's your problem. Come on.

Here we are.

What are the chances?

Sorry?

My last partner was a food Nazi.

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

Then he left, now I've got you.
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.

And where's David now?

Looking after Isla.

And where does he think you are?

With Ken, staking out Wendy Xiao.

- Did you lie to him after...
- No.

Yes.

More than I should.

Or want to.

We row all the time.

About Isla, bed time,
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 this...

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?

We can't.

- Not behind David's back.
- No.

Can you give me a few days?

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?

It didn't seem to be the right moment.

Dad.

Spared 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?
- 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 it, too.

"Maintain the momentum of change.
And..."

- DI Morton?
- Yeah.

They are ready for you now.

DI Morton.

Take a seat.

Hello.

Hmm.

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 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, um...

Um...

Maintaining the momentum of change.

Really?

Yeah, definitely.

Your colleagues
have described you as, um...

- Ambitious, demanding.
- Mmm-hmm.

Rigid.

Obsessive.

And, in one case,

impossible.

They don't sound terribly inspired,
do they?

Well...

I think, results...

Well, they're... They're what matter.

Clear-up rates.

You know, that's what we...
That's our job.

Our job is to catch criminals.

How're 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 apologise 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...
- 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, pretty well.

- Yeah, good. Good for you.
- Yeah, thank you. Mmm.

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.
- Oh, for God's sake.

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 is 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.

Dad just stood there and took it.

I'm sorry.

Would you recognise
any of those men again?

Possibly.

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

Sir.

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.

Do 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?

What did I do?

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

Don't try to blame anyone else for it.

It shows poor leadership qualities.

But then 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?

Are you still going to "no comment" me?

No comment.

I'm going to 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.

Okay.

Now, look at the headlights.

- The pattern they make on the road.
- The near side 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.

We 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

and conspiracy to kidnap...

Stop!

You are 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 recognised 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
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.

My mum's funding was cut.

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

but it... It was just that. Wishing.

So what changed?

Bo came to me one day he... 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 will 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.

Hi. 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 10:00
on the night her uncle died.

You want me to find out
which mast it pinged.

Thank you.

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

Witnesses said that you rowed.

Two days before,

you received this.

Where did 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?
Did 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.

You 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.

You hadn't planned it.

- I promise you that...
- We're probably 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 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...
- 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... 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.

Despite everything.

I'm going to be a DCI.

If and when a post becomes available.

- That's fantastic news, Helen.
- Thank you.

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.

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.

Might need some stabilisers.

DS Cabbot.

Slow down.

Where are you?

Okay. Okay.

- Helen.
- Yeah.

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 stabilisers.

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

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

Will you please translate?

Uh... 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 1 st,

"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 1 st.

When Bo showed you this,
he didn't realise 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, um...

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'd 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 cling film
to make it look she was behind it.

They put my wife in a punishment block.

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.

Now, 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.
- You're welcome, Helen.

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

I won't be long, okay?

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 have 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.

Can't you just tell me
what you're doing? I mean...

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

Hello?

- What was that?
- Oi!

Annie.

Ah...

- 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!

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