All language subtitles for Astrid.et.Raphaelle-S06E08-Le.Testament

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- (Ah, ah, ah, ah.)

- Don't touch the files.

Don't touch! Do not touch!

You've damaged it.

It's torn.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

No touching.

I was explicit
with Mrs. Beaufoy.

This audit does not require
any deviation from protocol

handling
of classified funds.

I'm the only person here
authorized to handle the files.

I'm authorized.

Don't touch the files.
You've damaged a box.

- Don't get upset.

- You damaged a box,
all the same.

- Perdon.

- And the results?

- So, for the electromyogram,
it's quick.

And the MRI has already gone
to the neurologist.

No more than a few days.

It's a bit
a bit unusual.

Let's go.

- Yes, we're coming!

Astrid.

- Hello Raphaëlle. I need to talk to you
about Archimedes' palimpsest.

- At 5:30 in the morning?

- At 5:31 a.m., yes. Criminal
documentation is impractical,

and that's what made me decide.
- Okay, excuse me.

What's the connection
between criminal documentation

and your thing?
- Archimedes' palimpsest.

None. This 13th-century work
would have nothing to do

criminal documentation.
No, it's at Loculus-95.

- Okay, Loculus.

- Dash 95. You know what?
I'm going to make myself a cup of coffee

and we'll get everything
in order.

- Here's the coffee.
- Here we go.

- In the Middle Ages,

parchment, a scarce resource, was
reused several times.

A book whose text has been
replaced is called a palimpsest.

You're asleep.
- No.

- Yes, you are.

- So, Archimedes' palimpsest

is a text by Archimedes hidden
under a text...

- From a medieval prayer book.
Thanks to modern techniques,

a text from the 9th century
archimedes from the 3rd century BC,

was rediscovered beneath the
13th century religious text.

- And...

This text interests you because...
- Because it contains

the written trace...
of the 1st puzzle known to mankind.

- Ah.
- The Loculus.

- Yes.
- It's a kind of tangram

from Antiquity.
We've already talked about it.

- Really?
- Yes.

During an entire Monday dinner.
In October.

2019.

- Yes, I remember.

- Here it is. In 2013,

this work was sold
to an anonymous buyer

for $2.2 million.

- Oh, wow.
- Yes.

I've learned
that this anonymous buyer

is none other than Loculus-95,

with whom I exchange
on Puzzle Buddies.

2 days ago, Loculus-95 said to me
Edgar Denis Lesneaux.

He invited me to consult

archimedes' palimpsest.

- No, you don't!
- Ah yes.

- Yes, it is. But I'm not letting you
go alone, I'll go with you.

- Our train leaves in 43 minutes.
- 43 minutes.

- Loculus-95 property

is located in Eure-et-Loir.
To make the round trip

during the day,
you have to take the 6:20 train,

in 43mn.
- I'm not

ready.

- This is why
i got here early.

- We can go
go next weekend,

there's a holiday afterwards.
- Loculus-95

sent me his mail
2 days ago,

but it was too upsetting
my habits.

Only, my habits
are already upset

by the audit
to criminal documentation.

Loculus-95 wrote me that he was leaving

tomorrow for a long trip.
We have to leave now.

- All right, then.
Go for departure in 43 minutes.

- 41.
- Yes, no, don't stress me.

I'm not washed.
- Wash yourself.

- Or combed.
- Do your hair.

- No make-up.
- You'll do it on the train.

- What about breakfast?
- There's a bakery downstairs

- Wow, what a lovely place!

He's got the means,

your Loculus 95.
- Dash 95.

I remind you
that he bought a book

for 2.2 million.
- And his name?

- Loculus-95.
- His real name?

- Ah. Edgar Denis Lesneaux.

There are cars.

Loculus-95 didn't mention
the presence of other guests.

Only his housekeeper
who lives there.

I hadn't anticipated
so much social interaction.

- Maybe they're all his,
these cars.

What are they doing?
Does it open or what?

- You have to push.

Heavy.
- It could be automatic.

- Hmmm.

Raphaëlle! Hmmm.
- Yes?

- You have to go around,
not walk on the lawn.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Have you come
for the wake?

- No. We're here to see
Edgar Denis Lesneaux.

- So, it's good
for the wake.

I'm Edgar's son.
My father is dead.

My father is in his room.
I'll take you there.

- First, let's consult Archimedes
of Archimedes. That's why we're here.

- No, it would be better,

to pay our last respects
a final tribute to our host.

- Hmmm. This changes nothing

for him, he's dead.

- Yes, it can change
a lot of things.

Let's have a look...

- The palimpsest.
- This way.

- The palimpsest?
- First to see her father.

- And then the palimpsest?
- First her father.

- Eh...

- (Yes, just a moment.)

- Dad had a heart condition
for years.

Hypertrophic cardiomyopathy.

It could happen at any time.

- The body has been moved.

- Uh... Yes.

By the funeral services.

Dad didn't die in his bed,
but...

in the library.

It was Blanche,
the housekeeper, who found it.

- He presents

a subcutaneous contusion here.
There's a hematoma.

- He must have done it when he fell

when he collapsed.
- Absolutely not.

The appearance of the tissues indicates
ante mortem hematoma.

- What the...

- Oh !

- Astrid.

- What does she do?

- You did say

- Ah!

Bathroom?

- This way.

- What does it mean?

- Wait a moment.

What are you doing?
- Toothpaste

has been mixed with a substance
foreign to its composition.

- A lethal substance?

- No, except for a person
suffering from cardiomyopathy.

The death of E.D. Lesneaux
could be

of criminal origin.

- Please stop

your eccentricities.

Show some decency,
we are in mourning.

The doctor and the gendarmes
have confirmed the death

without formulating
this kind of far-fetched hypothesis.

- I agree.

- Holy cow!
What is it, Astrid?

- It could be
essence of curcumin,

a fluorescent substance.

I identified its scent in the corpse's mouth
in the corpse's mouth

For someone

suffering from hypertrophic cardiomyopathy
hypertrophic cardiomyopathy,

this substance is fatal.

Raphaëlle,
a cluster of clues indicates

that the toothpaste was poisoned,
and thus E.D. Lesneaux.

- Well...

I'd like to inform you

that from now on,

this room and the bathroom
are a crime scene.

- What?
- Like the library.

I'm going to have to ask you
to leave immediately

and to remain
of course at our disposal.

We'll meet you downstairs.
- What are you talking about?

Fitzgerald!

- Astrid thinks
he's been poisoned.

It's crazy, I know.

Can you
call the Chartres prosecutor?

He'll contact the research section
of the Orléans gendarmerie.

Good.

OK, cool.

Time for everyone to arrive,

Astrid and I,
we run the store.

Thanks, Nico.

Love you. Hang up the phone.

You go ahead.

No, you do it.

- Raphaëlle.
- He hung up.

Yes.

- We have a problem.

Loculus-95 sent me his invitation
invitation two days ago.

- I've been thinking about it, Astrid.

While they all say
he died 3 days ago.

- Here it is.

Edgar Denis Lesneaux was
already dead when I received the e-mail.

- In plain English,

someone used his mailbox
to get you here.

Someone who knows the truth
and would like us to find out.

The palimpsest is a decoy.

- Raphaëlle, the palimpsest.
- Ah yes, the palimpsest, Perdon.

- You said "after".

"After" is now.
- Come on.

Excuse me.

This is it. Perfect!

Astrid.

Palimpsest.

Oh, excuse me...

Can we see the room where your
father died? The library.

- I'll take you there.
- Where the palimpsest is.

- Exactly.
It's in the center of the room.

Are you sure your
your friend isn't mistaken?

- She's rarely wrong.
I can assure you of that.

- Losing your father,
is violent enough.

Knowing that it could be
murder, I wasn't ready.

This is so...

unthinkable, so crazy.

Do you get it?

- Absolutely not.

- It's that way.

- Astrid, I've never seen you
seen you climb a staircase so fast

- Yes, that's because there's
the palimpsest.

Where is the palimpsest?
- There, in front of you, on the lectern.

- Mmm mmm.
On the lectern, there's nothing.

- We don't know
who sent you this e-mail.

In any case, this person
brought you here

to demonstrate the murder.

And your book there,
is one of the pieces of the puzzle.

A book worth several million
book disappears,

that's quite a motive
for murder.

Isn't it?
Aren't you listening at all?

Until you find
the palimpsest,

you won't be able to think
anything else. Am I wrong?

- Raphaëlle,

there.
- Oh!

What's this?

Aren't you going to take it?

- It's a piece of evidence and
we're not in charge of the investigation.

- You have your gloves.

OK.

Well, it was bound to happen one day:
i'm presbyopic for sure.

- You're presbyopic.
- Yes.

So, what does this...
What does it say?

"For there is nothing hidden
that should not be discovered,

"and nothing is done in secret
that should not appear in public."

22.

- You amaze me, Astrid.
- Raphaëlle,

it's written.

There.
- Ah yes.

It's a page from the Gospel.

- The theological works
are stored there.

No Gospel. No gospel. Ah.

Gospel.

Hmmm.

Found it.

The page has been torn out
from this Gospel.

- Meaning?

- I don't know.

This page is hidden

where the body of E.D. Lesneaux
was found.

E.D. Lesneaux was also
Loculus-95,

erudite and prolific contributor
to the Puzzle Buddies forum.

Raphaëlle,
this page is not a page.

This page is an enigma

that E.D. Lesneaux left me
before he died.

- Interesting.
- Yes.

- And I bet you that the culprit
is in this house.

- Good afternoon, madam. Please
monsieur Lesneaux

that his old friend, Corentin Maille,
has come to visit him.

- It's that I'm sorry

to inform you
that monsieur has passed away

- What?

When did it happen?

- Three days ago, sir.

- Monsieur Maille,

you're just in time!

We were about to meet in the living room.

You're welcome.

This way, please.

Right this way.

The investigators in charge
will be here soon.

In the meantime, please
don't leave the manor.

Could each of you please tell me
the link

to Mr. Lesneaux?

Fitzgerald,
you're his only son,

and you, Blanche, his housekeeper.

- Has the police interrogation
has already begun?

- No, it hasn't.

I'm here because I'm accompanying
my friend, Astrid Nielsen,

who has been invited by E. Lesneaux.
- Edgar Denis Lesneaux.

- Here we are.

And if I've taken
things in hand, it's...

If I've taken things into my own hands,
it's like asking

if there's a doctor in the room.
I'm the cop in the room.

- Corentin Maille, 67.
I'm an old friend of Edgar's.

We met in the army, we go way back.

- Would you like...
- I'd rather have a whisky.

- Sir?

- Olivier Levert, 45 years old.

I'm Edgar's financial
partner.

He's had several lives.

He was a pilot
diplomat.

He has written
science fiction novels.

For 10 years, he had been working

in patent development
with yours truly.

- Lila, Fitzgerald's mom.

Edgar and I have been separated
for 15 years,

but we've remained
very close.

- Robert Lazuli, 39.
I'm sleeping with his wife.

- Oh Edga... I mean Bob!

- It's true, isn't it?

You've never been divorced.

So, I'm the guy
who sleeps with his wife.

*- Yes, Raph, I'm listening.
- Yes, Nico, how are you?

*- I'm fine.

- The commissioner didn't say anything
about me?

- I said you had
a family problem.

- Is Norah with you?

I'll put you on speaker.

*- I need info on one or
one or 2 people. Are you writing this down?

- Yes, that's fine.

*- First, Fitzgerald Lesneaux,

the victim's son. Second,
Lila Bouvier is his mother.

*Next, Olivier Levert,
in his forties,

businessman
and partner of the victim.

*There's Corentin Maille,
in his sixties,

*retired jerk
or something like that

Robert Lazuli, madame's gigolo.

*And finally, Blanche Justin,

early thirties.
*- Raph...

You're not in charge of the investigation.

- But... I know, I'm not conducting
investigation, I'm just curious.

*- Is that all?
- Yes, that's all

- Kisses.

- Bye-bye.

Do they treat you well here?

- Yes.

It was a pleasure to work
for Monsieur.

I was 18 when I started.

Zero qualifications.

He took me under his wing.

He was... like a father to me.

He was the type

most benevolent
i've ever met.

- He was a pretentious prick.
- Bob!

To get a sports coach,
he must have had a single-digit IQ.

Well, I've got youth,
physical fitness,

and his wife dumped him for me.

He was jealous.

A normal reaction. Get it?
- Absolutely not.

- Nice.
- Reports

with my father
had become complicated.

- I know the feeling.
- I wanted to pick up the pieces.

I thought we
we were on the right track.

And there it is.

When I think about it, it makes me
angry. I have to type.

- Bob's a little jealous,

but he's not
a bad guy.

Can't say I blame him.

I've always kept
great complicity with Edgar.

Do you understand?
- Mmm mmm.

- Nothing happened

before death?

- Not really.

Monsieur has had few visitors.

Or perhaps
in his spare time.

I don't know.

The night he died,
i was in my room

Maybe he called me
for help, but I didn't hear anything.

If you only knew
how much I hate myself!

- You couldn't have known.

- I remember one thing:
the day before he died,

Olivier, his partner,
stopped by the manor.

I heard an argument,
but there was nothing unusual about it.

It had been frequent,
lately.

*- Article 434-4 of the French Code of
de procédure pénale

prohibits modification

crime scene

before the 1st
judicial operations.

- But... Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I'm looking for an important letter
that Edgar had to send me.

It's 3 times nothing. I'll tidy up

- The article details
forbidding falsification,

alteration
or erasure of evidence,

by adding, moving or
or deleting objects.

- I guess it can wait
wait for the police to arrive.

- Voilà.

What were you working on?

E.D. Lesneaux ?

- In recent years, his interests
interests have been optics.

Edgar has always been a pioneer
in the world of VR,

virtual reality.

It hadn't yet caught on
on a massive scale,

but the tech giants had sniffed out the potential
had sniffed out the potential.

They would have spent a fortune
on his patents

- What's all this about?
- Edgar had developed a patent

for a revolutionary helmet,
5 years ago

This patent served as the basis
for everything that's done today

Since then,
he worked tirelessly.

He was obsessed

with the idea of inventing a machine
to record his memories.

This is it.

- You'd better leave this office.

- All right, then.

Happy day.

- (I bet everyone is lying,
here. Blanche, I swear

(that it's been a while
since she slept in her own bed.

(It doesn't smell like the room we sleep in.
The bed has never been unmade)

- In that case, where does she sleep?
- (That's what I'm wondering.

(In monsieur's bed?

("Like a father to me."
My eye! Sugar daddy, yes.

(And what about you?
were you able to chat for a while?)

- Chatting.

According to the
dictionary definition, papoter...

to talk a lot
saying insignificant things)

(Raphaëlle,
i can't chat.)

(You do.)

- (Thank you Astrid.)
- (You're welcome.)

I caught Olivier Levert.
- (Shh.)

(No.)

(Hush.)

- (Can I speak?)
- (Yes.)

- (Olivier Levert.)
- (Yes.)

- (E.D. Lesneaux's associate,
was rummaging in his office)

- (Oh!)

(Blanche heard them
yelling at each other)

- Lila Bouvier spoke
about him.

While Robert Lazuli,

Bob, spoke of him in terms
that struck me as unfriendly.

He said "pretentious prick".

- (Come on. You know something?

(I think
lila was back at it

(with Edgar and
bob was jealous as hell)

(Are you following me?)

- Absolutely not. I don't understand
what you just said.

- (Anyway,

(In this house, everyone
had a reason to kill him)

(They're all suspects.)
- Raphaëlle, we're not

in charge of the investigation.

Raphaëlle,
we're not in charge...

of the survey.

- Wait, Blanche!
Hold on, I'll take care of it.

That must be the criminal.

- Maître Karmin.
Mr. Lesneaux's notary.

- Ah!
- It's monsieur le notaire.

- You're welcome.

- Good morning, Master Karmin.
- Good morning, Blanche

The deceased hoped to see his loved ones
gathered around his body.

He stipulated in his will
that then,

the reading of the
will, drawn up on January 8, 2016

in his home, as long as his body
would still be there.

If no one objects,

Mrs Astrid Nielsen

and Madame Raphaëlle Coste
will act as witnesses.

Very well, then.

"I, the undersigned

"Edgar Denis Lesneaux, born
in Granville on November 1, 1956,

"assigns to my son Fitzgerald

"virtually all
of my property:

"real estate,

"the manor,
as my financial assets

"To Lila Bouvier, I give up

"the property
de Saint-Paul-de-Vence,

"where we lived
wonderful moments.

"To Olivier, my faithful partner,

"I give up the bicorne that belonged

"to Napoleon, acquired in 2001.

"Sur la quotité

"available,

"I give 500,000 E to the orphanage
Gabriel-Garcia-Marquez orphanage in Bogota."

- What?

- "And finally, to Blanche Justin,

"my loyal and devoted housekeeper,

"I leave an annuity of 5,000 E.

"Done

"in Nogent-le-Rotrou,

"January 8, 2016."

- Are you going, or...

- No, I've got it.

- Cmdr Fargeau,
research section,

mandated by the Chartres
of Chartres to lead the investigation

for suspicion of homicide
of E.D. Lesneaux.

Can we see the victim?
- Of course we can.

- And then us,

were wondering why...
- And how.

- And how a book
worth several million euros.

- 2.2 million dollars.
- Could have disappeared like that,

at the same time
when E. Lesneaux was murdered.

- Wait a minute, who
who are you, exactly?

- Ah, I... I thought
i'd introduced myself, Perdon.

Commandant Coste,

brigade criminelle de Paris.
And Lieutenant Nielsen

identified the criminal origin

of E.D. Lesneaux's death.

- Thanks to toothpaste.

- Yes, we did a little investigating

waiting for you.
You can't do it over again.

Don't hesitate to call us.

We would be delighted
to work with you.

If you find the palimpsest...

Good.

In any case, he has the merit
to be direct, this gendarme.

- "Peripheral neuropathy?

What does this mean?

- That the MRI found lesions
in my motor cortex.

The neurotoxins in Lamarck's
left me with a bonus.

But the neurologist told me
that it was stabilized

It can't get any worse, Nico.

But it's possible
that it can't get any better

Hold on, Nico. I'm going to see
an occupational therapist tomorrow.

We'll know more.
- Okay

What's he saying?
*- While in police custody

*of Blanche Justin, the housekeeper
edgar Lesneaux, has been extended,

*le Cmdt Fargeau...

- What's this bullshit?

*- Archimedes' palimpsest,
valuable book,

*was found in his bedroom.

- I searched that room,
and there was no palimpsest!

- You could have missed it.
*- This flight is a valid motive.

*She surely expected more
from the inheritance.

*There was abuse of weakness,
in addition to murder.

- That's rubbish!

I agree,

maybe there were a couple of things
things to clarify about it,

but I had a good feeling about her,
this housekeeper.

And then this story about a
doesn't make sense.

- You don't have all
the elements of the investigation.

They may have found something else.

- No. My gut tells me
there's something wrong.

- If your gut's telling you...

Commissioner?
- Mm?

I know we don't
we don't have an appointment...

Oh, nice tie.

Looks good on you, doesn't it...

The complexion, it...

- What do you want?

- The E.D. Lesneaux case.
- There's no case

Lesneaux here.
She's under the jurisdiction

of the gendarmerie.
- I was just thinking that...

that would be...

It could be an asset
for the police to collaborate...

- No.

Don't even think about it.

Having stuck your nose
is already a fault

I need you here.
No return

Thank you.

Close the door on your way out,
please.

- This is not an acrostic,
nor a Caesar cipher.

I've tried

all combinations.

I thought it might be a mathematical
mathematical encryption,

22" would be the key.
*- OK, I'll have a look

*what I can find.

- Tetsuo, I have to hang up.

I didn't say goodbye.

*- Astrid?
- Yes, hello?

Raphaëlle, you should come
to crime documentation

all business.
*- Okay, I'm coming.

- I didn't say goodbye.

Two times. One, two.

- Are the snoopers gone?
- The snoopers?

- Yes. The auditing people.
- Ah. The inventory part

is finished.
They will give their conclusions

soon. Raphaëlle...
- Yes?

- I have received
a new message from Loculus-95.

- Ah!

Does he still want to help us?
- Yes.

- And what does this message say?

- "Astrid, thank you for coming and
the truth about my death.

"I was working on a prototype.
This will help you

"to shed light on the mystery
surrounding my murder."

Enclosed is

a compressed file
of several gigas.

- Interesting.

Sending a posthumous e-mail
to solve his own murder,

sounds good.

There are several options. Option 1:

the mail has been delayed,

written by Edgar during his lifetime
knowing that he would die.

- This hypothesis
seems unlikely to me.

Even if Edgar Denis Lesneaux
knew he was in danger,

it's unlikely that he knew
when his murder would take place.

- I agree.

2nd option:

it's someone
who uses his mailbox

to ask you
to get the truth out.

And I bet
that this unknown mystery

was at the wake
and we must have bumped into him.

Did you open the attachment?
- I certainly did.

I don't understand what this is about
what this is all about

Look, I'll open it.

- Calling Norah.

- These are immersive videos.
- Immersive videos?

- The mansion's laboratory
contained elements

related to virtual reality.
- Wait,

are these immersive videos
or virtual reality?

- The easiest thing would be to try it,
wouldn't it?

- Yes.

- This is my personal PC,
the one I play on.

A big beast built
for gaming.

Ryzen 9, RTX 4090, 64 gig RAM.

With this, for VR,
there's no lag and no FPS drop.

It's going to be velvet.

- Oh... No, no, no, no, no.

- No?
- No, it's not...

Not my thing.

- It doesn't suck.
- I know, but... No.

- Me.

I don't mind putting it on.

It could be a crisis
having that thing on your head.

- Raphaëlle, virtual reality
offers a secure universe,

without physical contact and
accessible only by looking.

If it doesn't suit me,

i can remove the helmet.

It's less oppressive
than the real world.

- I agree.
- That's right. That's right.

Everything all right, Astrid?

- Yes.
- Can you describe

what do you see?

- I'm in the manor.

In E.D. Lesneaux's room.
*- Hello.

- Voice.

- WE HEAR IT TOO.
*- I am

*E.D. Lesneaux. Turn around,
if you can't see me

*Immersive video,
is nothing new.

*But the camera
that allowed me to shoot

*the one you're watching
is revolutionary:

*it's in my glasses.

*And that changes everything.

- There's a mirror, but it's not my face
my face in it,

it's Edgar
of Edgar Denis Lesneaux.

He's talking to me.
*- Thanks to these glasses,

*i record this immersive video

*exactly from my point of view.

*You're living this moment as if you were me, aren't you?
you were me, aren't you?

*As if you were
in this room,

*looking at yourself in the mirror,

*except that it's my image
that the mirror reflects back to you.

- Absolutely. Mm.

*- Don't try to answer me
or move,

*you can't interact
with the environment,

*since these are recorded
recorded.

*It's more like a machine
to record memories.

- Norah,
can you display the files?

- Yes.

This is it.

- See, there?

The dates show

that the videos were recorded
just before E. Lesneaux's death.

- You can experience your last moments
from his point of view.

- Astrid, keep watching and
and look for interesting elements.

Norah, join Nico at the brigade.

Try to understand
why Edgar did

such a large donation
to a Colombian orphanage

We're going to put it back on track,
this investigation.

...

*- Didn't Bob see you go up?
*- He's watching Manchester-Barça.

*We've got at least 45 minutes
ahead of us.

*- There's something touching
touching about him

*He must think I take him
for an idiot. He doesn't.

*I'll go watch the 2nd half
with him

*- Ah... Unless we add...

*overtime.

*Undress me.

*- Is that,

*when a woman cheats on her lover

*with her cuckolded husband,

*is it still adultery?

*- I don't know, Edgar, but
i would never have gone with Bob

*if you hadn't cheated on me
with that...

*What was her name again?
Camilla?

*- Let's not talk about the past anymore.
Come on

- They go bim.

I'm going to close my eyes.

*- Edgaaar...

- And what did he say?

- He didn't say much.
He sends me the results

*tomorrow.

- Is it good?

- Hi Raph.
*- Hi Norah.

- The director of the orphanage
received

donations from France,
regular donations

and significant
from an anonymous donor.

*- Anonymous?

Crap!
Astrid

told us about the name Camelia.
20 years ago,

a child born to a Camelia Torres
and unknown father

has arrived at the orphanage.
- The child's name is Julien.

*Julien Torres, a French name.

*- It's also the first name of Edgar Lesneaux's father
edgar Lesneaux's father.

The victim had a hidden son.

*I'll leave you to it.

*- I've always loved this place.

*I am delighted
to share this moment with you.

*You can't smell them, of course,
but the smells are wonderful.

*- Ed, are you talking to yourself?

*Did you forget something?

*- I don't think so.

*- I want my money.

*- I've been too generous with you,
Corentin

*This blackmail has gone on far too long.

- Astrid?
*- I've prepared a letter

*which is ready
to be sent to the press

*She's talking about an illegal
mission you financed.

*Would your official family
would like to know about this?

*- I myself have collected
compromising documents

*about your mercenary activities
since you were kicked out of the army

*That's right,

*a weapon of deterrence:
you drop your bomb,

*I drop mine.

- Ah!
- Oh my!

- No touching.
- Perdon.

- I wasn't hit.

- I'm so sorry,
i didn't mean to touch you.

What happened?

- Corentin Maille,

he lied.

He saw Edgar

shortly before his death. And he is
the haematoma on his face.

- Did he hit him?
- Yes.

Mr. Maille practiced
blackmail him.

- Yes, I heard bits of...
"Commando".

- An illegal commando mission

that might displease his official
family. It wasn't clear.

- Yes, it's very clear. It overlaps
what we've learned from you:

camelia's existence.

She was a cleaning lady
on a military base in Bogota.

Edgar had a child with her
whom they named Julien.

Camelia died shortly
a short time later.

Julien therefore

was placed in an orphanage,
the one mentioned in the will

And as an adult,
he joined FARC,

a Colombian Marxist guerrilla group.
- I know. FARC financed

their guerrillas through kidnapping,
extortion and drug trafficking.

- That's it.

The problem is that we can't
question him, this Julien.

He was killed in 2017
in a military operation.

- The illegal operation.

I return
to Edgar's memories.

The answer must be there.

I couldn't find any memories
about the palimpsest.

- Yes, the palimpsest.

You be careful.
Blows and all that.

All right, then.

- I'm going back.

*- What's with the
this New York hipster look?

You changed your glasses.

*- I know
that you've been embezzling

*- Perdon? How do you...
where you get that from?

*- I'll take that as a confession.

*This is
my closest collaborator

*who discovered it,
a computer whiz

*- Do you have assistants now?

*You don't work alone anymore?
*- Our collaboration ends here.

*You will receive your letter of
letter at the end of the week,

*without severance pay, of course.

*You've helped yourself amply.

- (No kidding!)

(OK. Thanks, Astrid.
See you later)

(Pss! Norah!)

- Yes?

- (We have a spy.)

- What else?
- (At the mansion.)

(Astrid saw
a sort of double partition,

(a space
to observe and hear

(what's being said in the living room, and
why not in other rooms?

(In my opinion,

(This is our mysterious messenger.
I'm sure we've come across him

(at the manor.)

- (Hey, I found something crazy.)
- You too?

- (Yeah. Under the Occupation,

(the manor was
headquarters of the Kommandantur.

(Everything was requisitioned, except for one
one wing of the building, which was left

(at the disposal of Julien
Lesneaux and his family. Julien,

(Edgar's father, not his son.

- (What does this have to do
to our story?)

- (I went to yadvashem.org.
Julien was honoured

(as "Righteous among the nations"
because he saved the Slavisky family.

(He hid a Jewish family

(in the middle of a Nazi nest.)
- (Oh, fuck!)

(You're a genius.)

- (Why?)

(Why?)

...

- Hello, Fitzgerald.

What kind of invitation is that?
- I don't know. It's not from me. It's not from me.

- From the editorial point of view,

it looked more like a
than an invitation.

Ah!

Right, then.

- Anybody know what we're doing
in here? Not again!

It was one of you who invited us
invited us. Let him turn himself in, damn it!

I'm off.

- Don't go, Monsieur Maille,
it's about to get interesting.

- What the hell is this?
- Please sit down.

Sit down, please!

Thank you for your time.

- I can't believe it!

- We're still expecting 4 guests.
Yes.

- You'd better be
convincing, Major Coste.

- The facts speak for themselves,
my dear colleague.

Well done!

- Last time, I discovered

a page torn out
from the Gospel of Saint Mark,

hidden by the victim
at the foot of the lectern.

The message that E.D. Lesneaux wanted
wanted to convey was not

what was written on this page,
but the page itself.

Mm. This is
a page from the New Testament

Edgar Denis Lesneaux made a lexical
a lexical analogy

voluntary.

This page means:

that there is a new testament,

a will
in the notarial sense of the word.

- Please come.

Can you see it? Take a look.

This is a palimpsest
on the palimpsest,

text on text.

In reality,

it's a new will written by the victim
by the victim

- When he started feeling
to feel ill,

Edgar realized
that he had been poisoned.

Courageously,

Edgar had accepted
the fact that he was going to die.

So he set about
to draw up a will

on the very page of the palimpsest.

- This has no value.
- Master,

would you mind... Thank you for your time.

- No touching.

- This is a completely original
case of a holographic will.

It is dated, signed and handwritten
therefore perfectly valid.

- And what does it say, master?

- That he leaves everything to his son
Fitzgerald, with one exception:

patents.
- Ah!

The most valuable thing.

To whom does he assign his patents,
master?

- The patents, he assigns them to...

"Blanche Justin,

"my faithful maid".

- And that's it. All this confirms

the trail already blazed
by the authorities:

it was Blanche who murdered him,
to get his fortune.

- Why kill him before

that he redid a will
that benefited him?

You, on the other hand,

you had everything to lose
if this will was disclosed.

- Are you joking?

I would have killed my own father

for a few patents?

- We'll get to that.

We've long wondered

who was behind
loculus 95's messages.

- Loculus dash 95.

A piece of the puzzle was missing.
- What Astrid means,

is that we were missing
a character in the story.

- Loculus-95,

it's me, Astrid, Astrid Nielsen,
from the Puzzle Buddies forum.

If you can hear me, give it a whack,

but not too loud.

- Spiritism, now!
They've done everything to us!

- Mm.

Here's how to proceed:

type one stroke for yes,
two strokes for no,

but not too hard.
no.

Do you agree?

Are you a separate person

of E.D. Lesneaux?

- Did you

a family connection

with him?

Is he your father?

You are

Julien Torres. You didn't
died in the FARC, did you?

- Do you know

who killed your father?

- So, you called in
astrid?

That's good,
because we have the beginnings of an answer.

We know you're

agoraphobic.

Your father had been prescribed paroxetine for 8 years
prescribed paroxetine,

but this product does not appear
in his toxicology.

Was that for you?

You all had

a good reason to kill Edgar.

- You, Mr. Maille,

were blackmailing him,

threatening to reveal the operation
that exfiltrated Julien

from the FARC organization.

- But Edgar has decided
to give in to this blackmail.

- You, Mr. Levert,

when I caught you
rummaging through his desk,

looking for the letter
that signified your dismissal.

- I read the letter.
An excellent motive, I must say.

- Nonsense!
- You, Mrs. Justin,

you never slept
in your bedroom.

- But with Julien.

Is that why you didn't speak up
when you were arrested.

Having to help Edgar hide it
and protect it,

you fell in love with him.

- Who is this Julien? What does he
to do with this story?

- Ms. Bouvier, you're not listening.

Julien Torres is the son
of Edgar Denis Lesneaux.

- Yep! An illegitimate son,

whom Edgar has never been able to bear
to have abandoned,

and that he went to Colombia
8 years ago.

Whom we took for dead,

but in reality,
Edgar hid it here.

A son
with whom he had such an intimate bond

that you couldn't stand it.

- You thought
your crime would go unnoticed.

But Julien Torres contacted me.

- And he was right to do so.

She soon discovered the truth.

So you improvised.

You stole the palimpsest
and put it in the bedroom

of Blanche.

- He took care of that bastard like
he never took care of me.

He loved him more than me.

...

- What will become
of Julien Torres?

He's never been out of the manor
in 8 years.

- I think the
the court will be lenient.

He has an outstanding conviction
for joining FARC,

but his file mentions

that he had suffered
post-traumatic stress disorder.

It developed in him
acute agoraphobia.

He will serve his sentence
with an electronic bracelet.

- Mm. Perfect.

I can continue
with Loculus-95.

- Astrid...

There's something I have to tell you.

I have after-effects,
from the poisoning.

So, nothing dramatic in itself,
but...

they call it a problem...

engine...

A fine motor problem.

And...

I don't want to worry you,
but if it doesn't get better...

i won't be able
my job as a cop.

Do you understand?

Astrid?

Can I have a look?

"Madam,

"in a context of budget normalization
and optimization

"linked to the digital transition,

"a reassessment of physical archiving
archiving requirements.

"The audit confirmed that most of the
resources had been digitized.

"Thus, the decommissioning
of dedicated spaces and the activation

"of the dismantling of physical
have been implemented."

I'm not sure I understand.

I'm not sure I understand,
Astrid.

- Criminal documentation
will disappear.

- Damn it!

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