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What is he doing? Stop, stop!

In your face!

Fuck! Come here!

Go fuck yourself!

There, in the back.

Sir?

Sir?

He's dead.

- Hello. - Hello.

Hello.

You know Astrid, you don't have to come.

When I took my officer exam, I was studying day and night.

I wasn't seeing anyone anymore. Not a single person.

Raphaëlle, I already told you:

Studying would be useless for me.

My weak spot is not knowledge, on the contrary.

My weak spot is stress management,

and unexpected events that could penalize me.

- Of course. - And in such a case,

staying by your side constitutes the best training.

Alright. Then do stay by my side.

- Okay. - Like this.

Hello.

Be careful! You're okay?

No, no, no need.

It is moving.

- Yes. - Are you okay Astrid?

- It is moving. - Yes, it's moving a bit. Come on.

Careful.

You first, Astrid.

A crime scene analysis, that's one of the three tests

- of the technical exam, isn't it? - Yeah.

So you're up, miss Nielsen.

Hey! Be mindful, Fournier.

- We're all ears, Astrid. - Go, Astrid, you can do it.

The victim is male.

Caucasian. Around 1m80 and 85kg.

He was beaten, which is probably the cause of death.

Although, that will only be strictly determined

after the rigorous autopsy Dr Fournier will make.

Off to a good start! Always flatter the examiners.

You just omitted to specify the victim's age.

Yes. I omitted it knowingly.

It is hard to say as of now.

Homeless people often present misleading aging signs

because of their on-the-streets hard lifestyle.

For a beggar, he's all dressed up for someone sleeping on the streets.

Lieutenant Enguien.

The autopsy Dr Fournier will perform should confirm that

the victim suffers from Staphylococcal Scalded Skin Syndrome.

A skin infection widely common among homeless people.

Moreover, the chappings

along with his hands condition and probably his dental state,

constitute a body of consistent evidence that confirms it.

- Well done. A+. - Thank you Dr Fournier.

Only, something is wrong.

- The suit is too clean. - Clearly.

It's not the suit of someone who has been beaten.

It was put on post-mortem.

So we're thinking of a beggars' quarrel?

And the killer covering it up by dressing him up in a suit?

No. No. I don't think so. It wouldn't have taken us long to figure out he's a beggar.

I agree, Raphaëlle.

The victim's outfit is not meant to distract our attention.

On the contrary: it is meant to draw it.

There, Raph.

We found the victim's belongings

in another beggar's squat, not far from the crime scene.

Are we sure they're his?

Yeah, they had his documents.

- Laurent Burgains, that's him? - Yeah.

We arrested a guy living in the squat. Léo Germain, no police record.

- Let go of me! - Hey, calm down. Calm down.

- What's going on? - I won't say a thing!

It's your right. But I'd advise you otherwise.

I won't say a thing to you.

But her?

Her, I want to talk to.

I'm Commander Coste.

I know who you are.

You, you don't know me. But I know you.

- Yeah? - Eight years ago,

a homeless friend was accused of something he hadn't done.

The robbery case of the Cherkaoui grocery store in Stalingrad.

- Stalingrad, the store, yeah. - Bastien, his name was.

Cops were saying "he's a gutter punk".

They accused him without even investigating.

But you. You worked.

And you proved it wasn't him. Yes, Bastien told me everything.

I didn't forget.

I drink, but there's still some memory in there.

I remember well, yeah.

I wasn't Commander back then.

How hard it was at first. What happened to Bastien?

He died.

I'm sorry.

Sorry? You're not the one who killed him.

It was the cold.

So Léo, you know why you're here?

You found Laurent's belongings in my squat so you think I killed him.

- We're not thinking anything yet. - You, maybe.

But the others out there?

You think they're not ready to tell a story?

We just want to understand.

So...

when I saw Laurent had been killed,

I took the initiative

of putting him in a nice suit.

I didn't want it to be like the others.

I wanted, for him, to find out what truly happened.

- The others? - The others, yeah.

The ones that were killed like Louis and the police didn't even come for.

No. We send uniforms, we do a report, and we file.

Not even an investigation.

Wait...

- How many deaths are you talking about? - At least three guys.

And they weren't killed by the cold, no, no.

By a crazy guy who beat them to death.

And he keeps doing it.

Because nobody cares.

Nobody cares.

You can talk, guys. They're clean.

Yesterday, late afternoon, I saw a guy parked on the esplanade.

He stayed for hours in the same spot. I think he was on the lookout.

And could you describe him?

Yeah. Brown-haired, burly, with a dickhead haircut.

And the dickhead beard that goes with it.

I think he was watching us.

Dickhead.

- And the car? - Not sure.

I think it was an electrical one.

It was white, like a small city car.

No pictures from the CCTV.

You're not likely to have any. It's a dealing corner.

So the CCTV, I can tell you, often broken.

- I have his plate number. - Why did you write his plate?

Because, this asshole charged at me. Like that. No apologies or anything.

May I have the paper? Thanks.

Let me see.

Yes, Astrid?

I'm coming. I'm coming.

Astrid.

What's going on?

I found the three homeless persons' unsolved murders cases

Léo Germain talked about.

They were handled by the police stations concerned.

Indeed, they have but a few piece of evidence.

And you didn't find enough evidence to link the three cases, is that it?

That's what's troubling you?

I found the link.

I found the link between the files.

The link...

It's Dad.

During his last investigation,

Dad used informants.

His last investigation?

- The investigation during which... - He died.

I'm sorry, Astrid.

You do not have to be sorry, Raphaëlle. You do not have anything to do with it.

He was careful to never use the informants' real names.

For their protection and mine.

He had given them pseudonyms from Norse mythology.

Balder, Brokk, Thor and Hod.

Those four names never left my mind. As if they constituted an enigma

and solving it would lift the mystery surrounding his death.

By consulting those files individually, I would have never been able to link them.

It is by seeing them together that it came to me.

Him, he could be Balder.

The God of Light. With his long blond hair.

Him, he could be Brokk.

The autopsy report mentions he had achondroplasia,

an illness that causes a growth failure.

Brokk, in Norse mythology, is a dwarf.

And there.

Look, the scar in his neck, here.

- A lightning bolt-shaped scar, yes. - That's Thor, the God of thunder.

Raphaëlle.

- Could you ring Dr Fournier? Now. - Okay.

Fournier, here's Astrid.

No, no need. Ask him if Laurent Burgains had ocular issues.

He heard you. Fournier, I'm putting you on speaker.

No kidding, I'm impressed, Astrid. You'll have to tell me how you did it.

This is mentalism.

Nothing could be seen based on the external examination.

Indeed, the victim has an optic nerve lesion.

He couldn't see anything with this eye. How did you manage to guess such a thing?

Hod is a blind god.

Fournier, I'll call you back.

Listen, Astrid...

I never doubted you. Never.

But the link is small.

You're very affected by this case.

It's your dad.

I think you're lacking a bit of objectivity.

Balder and Hod are Odin's sons.

They are brothers.

Like the first and last victims. Alex Burgains and Laurent Burgains.

They are brothers.

Raphaëlle.

I do not lack objectivity.

These four men, Balder, Brokk, Hod and Thor...

were Dad's informants.

Close the door behind you, please, Coste? Thank you.

Of course I heard about Angus Nielsen's last investigation.

He was in the Organized Crime unit. He wanted to take Vincent Bergeaud down.

Vincent Bergeaud? The Aloe Vera boss?

But that's not a gang, Commissioner. That's a firm in the CAC 40.

It wasn't in the CAC 40 back then.

And Nielsen was convinced its activity was hiding a big drug ring.

The truth is...

it had become an obsession for him.

He was like Captain Ahab chasing Mody-Dick.

Except he never proved anything. It was a chimera.

He still got killed.

Sorry Commissioner, but chimeras don't kill.

He got killed because he led a loose-cannon mission.

And I can see you coming, Coste. You were cut from the same cloth.

White whales are your thing.

Listen, you know I'm not indifferent to miss Nielsen's hunches, but really?

Four beggars hidden behind Viking Gods? It's too weak to open a case.

- I- - Sorry, Commissioner. Small emergency.

The license plate given by the beggar is indeed an electrical vehicle.

The driver's license is in the name of Axel Benrubi.

Security boss of a big firm: Aloe Vera.

Aloe Vera. Bergeaud's firm.

Astrid?

You're early for your exam.

I know it's usual for you, but you're a whole two days early.

- I need to meet with you. - Of course.

Which part of the exam do you wish to discuss?

I do not wish to discuss the exam.

I need to meet with you about Dad.

Of course.

Your talent, you without a doubt inherited it from your father.

The most brilliant police officer I have ever met.

Yet, he fell into a trap and died.

Mrs. Langlais,

do you think Dad was wrong about Mr. Bergeaud?

Commander Coste is about to open this case.

If Dad was wrong, one must not be wrong,

I do not want Commander Coste to head into the same dead end.

Astrid, you can't lose all the investment you put in the formation this year.

Since you're looking for my advice, here it is:

Leave the ghosts of the past where they are

and focus on that JPO qualification you need so much.

It's what your father would have wanted.

Excuse me, I have a lecture.

[Commander Coste. Meet me at my place in an hour.]

I inquired about the Nielsen case to my friend in Organized Crimes.

And?

The case of the century.

Twenty five cops were on it.

Why didn't Homicide deal with it?

It stayed within Organized Crimes.

One of their own was killed so it was personal.

And Bergeaud?

An army of accountants,

complex financial systems,

shell companies, multiple firewalls, you get the picture.

But the connection with the death of Astrid's father

was never formally made.

He wanted to catch them in the act.

He went in alone.

A bit like you actually.

Yeah, okay.

Rumor has it Angus Nielsen was betrayed by someone on the force.

There was a mole?

Commander?

They're here.

Thanks, Arthur.

Number two.

Two.

There's no doubt.

Two.

Can I go hit his face?

No, no.

Thank you for coming.

We'll take care of the rest.

Mr Benrubi, you're accused of the first-degree murder

of Laurent Burgains, 39,

on the night of Saturday to Sunday.

Do you admit to these facts?

You have the right to remain silent.

You can also call a lawyer.

Okay.

Behind this glass, every witness identified you,

unanimously.

We'll search your home.

And we'll find the shoes you used in the basement.

All the incriminating evidence will pile against you.

I'd call a lawyer if I were you.

I'll ask again.

Do you admit to these facts?

Absolutely.

On Saturday,

a hobo-type guy

held a blade to me.

He told me to hand over my wallet, which I did,

and he ran away with it.

Did you have enough time to write or am I going too fast?

Because this is important.

I saw the guy running towards a kind of abandoned factory.

I slowed down to get behind him.

As I surprised him, I grabbed him.

We fought a bit violently

and he fell.

I took my wallet back and went on my way.

I can assure you, ma'am,

that I absolutely didn't know he was dead.

He must have been in poor health.

- And the others? - What others?

The three bodies,

the beggars.

Nanterre, Puteaux, Montparnasse.

They stole your wallet too?

Look, I'm sorry ma'am but I don't understand what you're saying.

Sure.

I'll make you go down.

Four first-degree murders.

The only thing that could potentially reduce the sentence

is naming the one who ordered it.

That's not a lot of effort.

They're on your paychecks.

I think I'll ask for legal assistance.

You came without shoes.

I took them off. To surprise you.

I'm sorry Astrid, I didn't see your text right away.

I was with this Benrubi asshole.

I know how Bergeaud always gets away with it.

His lieutenants sacrifice themselves for him.

Yes. I mean, his lieutenants sacrifice-

I've never seen this door opened since I've been coming here.

It is the door to Dad's office.

I was forbidden from entering

without his permission.

But now,

I am thinking this is null, isn't it?

Yes, Astrid.

Are you sure?

If there is something we have not found in this case yet,

it has to be in his office.

I have not been in this office

since Dad's death

seven years ago.

Everything that was in there is now at the Criminal Documentation.

What is this?

The documents the investigators did not seize.

"This card

will probably remind you of many things

when I was reading you that bedtime story.

Follow the wolf and you'll know the truth.

Fondly, Dad."

The date is the day before his death.

It's very touching.

It is not touching, Raphaëlle.

It is very intriguing.

Dad never read me that bedtime story.

Because Dad

never read me bedtime stories.

Raphaëlle,

this gigantic wolf

is Fenrir,

Loki's son, a Norse God.

Fenrir?

You think they could be the fifth informant?

He always talked about four.

Maybe that's the message.

Maybe that's what he was trying to tell you, that there's a fifth.

There is no file

at the Criminal Documentation

in which the victim alludes to a wolf or Fenrir.

Which could mean

that the fifth informant is still alive.

And if Bergeaud is working this hard to kill your dad's informants,

that means they can make him go down.

We need to find this wolf.

And follow it.

Smile, guys. Smile.

Act normal.

So Arthur, I have to tell you something.

I don't understand why we're not debriefing in the Commissioner's office.

That's what happens at this point of the story, right?

Listen, the Commissioner will be glad

we're bringing him Bergeaud on a silver platter.

But he's sure gonna make things difficult for us in the meantime.

Raph, come on,

he's the Commissioner.

He's always had our backs.

I'm not sure he will now.

Can you tell me

where he was working before becoming Commissioner at Homicide?

Organized Crimes.

- Exactly. - So what?

The last cop investigating Bergeaud

was stabbed in the back by another cop.

That's what I'm implying.

Not the Commissioner.

Listen guys, for now, we'll work under the radar.

And as soon as we have something solid, we go all in.

Shit guys, are you with me or what?

- Yeah, sure. - Yeah.

- That's why Astrid isn't with us? - No.

She's taking her exam this week.

I don't want to upset her with this case.

She just went to the Doc to

investigate the murder of a homeless man,

maybe something we missed.

A murder with a wolf.

- A wolf? - Yes, a wolf.

Okay.

"Find the wolf and you will know the truth."

[Homicide Nielsen]

Astrid,

about your father's death...

They decided to close the case.

Lack of evidence.

It is a homicide

linked to organized crimes.

It will need to be put in section 27.

I'll ask someone else to deal with this file.

Thank you, Mr Gaillard.

Angus Nielsen left a secret message to Astrid.

We think he wanted to tell her there was a fifth informant,

Fenrir.

So Astrid is searching the Doc

for a corresponding file we may have missed, right?

Right.

Let's hope she doesn't find anything. That would mean Fenrir is still alive.

We're looking for someone with a link to the victims.

Not necessarily a beggar

but...

Someone with a distinctive sign related to a wolf.

Could be

a predatory smile, abundant hairiness,

a wolf tattoo.

Raphaëlle.

You do realize we don't even know if Bergeaud is linked to this case?

Bergeaud...

Yeah Bergeaud, you're right.

I have to see him.

We've been talking about him so much, I need to know who I'm dealing with.

Damn it, I don't like that look in your eyes.

You know how "Moby-Dick" ends?

Yeah. He gets his fucking whale.

His sperm whale.

In Melville's book, Moby-Dick is a white sperm whale, not a whale.

Vincent Bergeaud is giving a press conference

right around the corner.

It started a few minutes ago.

Thanks Arthur.

Wait, how does "Moby-Dick" end?

The ship sinks and Ahab dies in agony.

Aloe Vera will be investing 10% of their profits

in abandoned landscapes in Amazonia,

with a promise to leave them alone.

We'll let nature take over again

and biodiversity restore itself.

Questions?

Yes.

I listened very attentively.

And I think you forgot to say

this was mostly for tax exemption.

I'll answer.

May I know who I'm speaking with?

Yes, sorry.

Raphaëlle.

Coste.

Yes but which media outlet are you with?

No, nothing like that.

I'm a Commander with the criminal police.

I have some questions for you.

And I doubt

your audience will be interested.

- Although... - Let's take a break.

Yes, okay.

Come.

You're Astrid Nielsen, right?

Yes.

May I call you Astrid?

Your father told me so much about you.

We met at his funeral.

We even spoke. You don't remember?

Stop it.

Stop pretending to be Angus Nielsen's friend.

We know what his goal was with you.

Of course.

By fighting so much,

we ended up knowing each other.

Here.

It's my personal number.

Call me, let's set up a meeting.

And I'll answer all your questions.

Good. See you very soon.

Amazing.

Astrid?

Astrid!

You should look for a new head of security.

Mr Benrubi is gonna spend some time behind bars.

See you soon.

[Bergeaud case. Evidence / Reports]

This is ridiculous, Commander.

You know I'll end your career eventually.

Enough of this, Bergeaud.

I know you're smuggling cocaine through containers.

I'll know how soon enough.

In the meantime, you searched my shipping company's boats

about ten times and...

Twelve.

And I'll do it a thousand times if I have to.

We're cut from the same cloth, you and I.

I doubt that.

The cloth you're from must be a rag.

You're combative, I like that.

You're not the first one to look into me.

But I have to admit you're my favorite by far.

And I don't like you.

I'm not so sure.

You must have a crush to be so interested in me.

Right?

Admit it.

He does not like you.

Pages are missing.

Dad,

pages are missing.

Something is wrong.

I will find what is wrong.

I started reading the files about the investigation of Dad's murder.

I'll go.

Pages are missing.

Entire passages have disappeared.

Official reports of hearings were classified.

I cannot access them.

Mom.

There's a weird guy outside.

- Weird how? - Weird, like really weird.

I don't know, he has a biker's outfit and a full face helmet.

Don't stay here.

Come on, Mom, it's fine.

Go sit down, Théo.

Go sit!

Good evening, Astrid.

Sorry for trespassing, I didn't know when you'd be home.

I didn't want to wait outside.

I wanted to talk to you without having your colleague on my ass.

You broke into my home.

You have no right to be here.

You did not clean the counter top. One must clean the counter top.

The kitchen is not clean. The kitchen must always be clean.

You did not take your shoes off. One has to take their shoes off.

Leave, please.

You know, Astrid,

it's jarring being here.

After all these years.

Come, sit. Indulge me.

I made an asparagus risotto. Do you like that?

Sit down.

It is not my seat.

Come on.

I already had dinner.

On Monday nights, I dine at Commander Coste's.

It is Monday.

That's too bad.

She told me not to believe you when you claim you and Dad were close.

Well, she's wrong.

I knew your father better than she knows you.

He'd become a friend.

Dad did not like you.

It is written in a hearing report. "I do not like you."

I'm sorry it hurts you but that's how it is.

There was a real friendship between us.

Seeing both sides,

he figured that maybe he wasn't on the right side.

You never thought that your father

wasn't killed because he was fighting crime,

but because he was a criminal himself?

No?

What do you think he was doing there that night, in that warehouse?

Was he leading an ambush or was he dealing?

He was leading an ambush.

So...

How do you explain the fact that

he didn't warn anyone about this operation?

Neither his superiors nor his colleagues.

It's not normal.

It's not normal.

- Yes, Nico? - Are you with Astrid?

No, she left. Why?

Sooner or later, she'll learn what I'm about to say.

I think it's better if she learned it from you.

Go on, I'm listening.

Astrid's father was under investigation from Internal affairs.

Huge suspicion of corruption. He might be a dirty cop.

Evidence disappeared from the official file

so his image as a cop who died a hero wasn't butchered.

Okay.

Do you have the name of the cop on the investigation?

I'd like to interrogate them.

It's Anne Langlais.

The Police Academy principal?

Yeah, one and the same.

What the hell is going on?

Astrid, I went to the Doc, they said you didn't come in this morning.

I'm worried.

I'll swing by your place.

I am sorry, Raphaëlle, I could not answer.

- I am not alone. - Yeah?

The closeness Angus created with Bergeaud

raised suspicion with my superiors who launched an investigation.

It was entrusted to me.

Vincent Bergeaud is a manipulator.

It wouldn't surprise me if he was the one

who started the rumor that Angus was corrupted.

It's not impossible, yes.

Mrs Langlais,

what did your investigation reveal?

My investigation lasted over a year.

It was a very complex investigation, with a lot of ramifications.

It was brutally interrupted by this tragedy.

Your father's death.

And did you find anything during the investigation?

Nothing that could prove he was guilty.

And nothing that could prove the contrary.

But...

I'll be completely truthful with you,

by force of circumstance, during my investigation,

I became really close with Angus.

And one thing leading to another,

I fell in love with him.

She is the woman with the amber perfume.

So, I don't know...

Maybe I lost discernment,

lacked objectivity.

Astrid, I wanted to say...

We're gonna do everything we can to prove that your father wasn't dirty, I promise.

You see, this place is a logistic hub

and cargo from all over the world come through here.

And I think it's one of the key points of Bergeaud's trafficking.

Your father wanted to catch him in the act here.

Only, Bergeaud could have changed his habits since Dad's murder.

It's possible.

We'll interrogate the workers.

There has to be one or two who were working here back then.

This is where it happened, isn't it?

I know what this place means to you.

And I think I know how you feel,

even if you have your own way of showing it.

- Raphaëlle. - Yes.

There.

The wolf.

The wolf.

We found the wolf.

We were looking for a man.

But it was a company that Dad pointed me to.

Fenrir.

Bergeaud's Achilles heel.

F-E-N-R-I-R.

F-E-N-R-I-R.

There has to be a link between Fenrir and Bergeaud.

- Just need to find what it is. - Coste!

Could you come to my office, please?

It's been a while since he summoned me into his office with that tone.

Pray for me.

Good luck.

You think I'm stupid, Coste?

Conversations stopping when I'm here. Whispering.

You think I don't see that?

You're still investigating Bergeaud, aren't you?

Our progress has been great these last few hours, right?

When were you planning on telling me?

You're refusing to tell me because Angus was betrayed by a cop?

Because I was with Organized Crimes back then, is that it?

No, that's not it.

It's because you told me not to persist with this case.

I was going behind your back, that's why.

Coste.

We have carte blanche. He's calling the DA.

I knew it. We made progress on our side too.

Fenrir is an import-export company

that buys cultivable lands in South America for oleaginous culture.

And where they are, I wouldn't be surprised if they planted

cocaine or heroin poppies.

Any link with Bergeaud?

He's way too smart to be in the company's organization chart.

But Victor Rubane, one of Fenrir's founders, is an ex-notary.

He was the one to oversee the first real estate purchases of Aloe Vera.

He's been removed from the Notary Chamber since then.

Now he's in Montevideo.

No, no. You can't, Ma'am.

Mr Bergeaud is unavailable.

Your appointment is in an hour. Do I need to call security?

Raphaëlle, it's 2 pm.

The appointment is at 3 pm.

We are an hour early.

I'm really sorry, Mr Bergeaud.

Commander Coste?

May I know what you're doing?

I'm counting the amount of men we'll need to take everything when we'll do a search.

And may I know how you'll be able to justify that to a judge?

With Fenrir, Mr Bergeaud.

With who?

Fenrir [Norwegian],

a company which the Norwegian authorities are investigating

with the approval of the judge of the Oslo Court of Appeals.

What are you implying?

That I'm involved in Fenrir-something legal issues?

- Fenrir [Norwegian], yes. - That's slander.

You show up here, you're yelling, you're talking nonsense, lying.

How dare you?

If I were you, I'd start looking for a job.

Commander Coste.

I'm going to ruin your career.

Mr Bergeaud,

allow me to doubt your ability.

Besides, we're about to figure out who betrayed Angus Nielsen.

It's only a matter of hours.

You see,

even if what you do is irreproachable now,

the past always comes back.

A bit like...

bad smells.

It doesn't smell good.

There's something...

Yeah.

Goodbye.

You were perfect, Astrid.

Thank you.

You too.

However, I think you were too enthusiastic.

We do not know the name of the one who betrayed Dad.

Trust me.

The Commissioner was approved for a wiretap.

And with what we said, in the panic,

it's likely he's gonna make a couple calls.

You know what I mean?

You are going to lead the wolf out of the woods.

I'm going to lead the Fenrir out of the woods.

You're gonna pass.

The exam.

Searching for evidence, like searching for a motive,

is secondary.

What do you mean secondary?

They're two fundamentals of police procedure.

Yes. In theory, absolutely.

Only, in practice, there are cases where it is impossible to find both.

So to expose the culprit,

it is essential to consider elements that did not seem important at first.

It is the accumulation of these small elements

that will allow the investigation to progress.

Mrs Nielsen?

Yes.

What you just described has a name.

A body of consistent evidence.

Mrs Nielsen, are you still with us?

A body of consistent evidence, yes.

I am sorry.

I am sorry.

Raphaëlle,

I know who betrayed Dad.

It was Anne Langlais.

I have to leave. Now.

Tell me what happened.

I didn't have a choice.

I was tricked.

By Vincent Bergeaud?

By Axel Benrubi.

But you know it's the same thing, right?

Nothing...

Nothing will ever justify it, I know.

But they had kidnapped my oldest son, Julien.

He's 19 now but he was 12 then.

I was so scared.

They took him so you would give them Angus?

Not exactly.

They wanted my investigation to take him down.

That I screw up his career.

You didn't know Angus.

Ruining his career as a cop or shooting him in the head was the same.

I thought I could negotiate with them to protect him.

You can't negotiate with the devil.

No.

Angus told me about his operation.

Balder, Brokk, Hod, Thor, the four Norse gods.

Back then Bergeaud was using beggars as mules, as lookouts.

Nobody sees them, they're invisible.

Even cops don't care about them.

And they're cheap, you just need to give them some crack.

And Angus had figured it all out?

He managed to earn the trust of four of Bergeaud's beggars.

And then...

He patiently waited for the right intel.

- The deal at the warehouse. - Yes.

When I told Bergeaud Angus knew the deal was happening,

I thought he would just cancel it.

I couldn't possibly imagine sending Angus to his death.

I swear...

I wake up every morning remembering I caused the death of the man I loved.

Bergeaud made me an accomplice in Angus' death.

I would do anything to take him down. Anything.

Why not earlier?

Because I was scared for my son.

But now...

Dad.

I've been in this situation with your father so often.

Only now,

you are here as a suspect.

He believed in you a lot.

He was sure you'd go further than where they wanted to keep you.

He would be proud of you.

Mr Bergeaud,

we have a testimony involving you in his murder.

You will be interrogated by a lot of departments.

After the criminal police, it will be Organized Crimes,

then the financial crime department, and finally...

the DEA.

I'll tell you something.

I'd rather you be the one to shake me down than anyone else.

- I held your father in high esteem. - I do not believe you.

I'm not playing anymore, Astrid.

Your father was incorruptible.

I admired that a lot.

He always refused when I reached out.

A righteous man.

He was Commander in the police.

And he died.

And you...

You will be spending many years in prison.

Don't count on it too much.

People like me don't stay too long behind bars.

Bergeaud!

Anne.

You see, Anne,

even the police is defending me.

Anne, don't be stupid.

Look around you, Anne.

Only your weapon is pointing at me.

Don't do this, Anne.

Internal Affairs is opening an investigation.

It's inevitable.

They'll comb through everything in the department.

And Arthur?

Since the shot was fired with his weapon, he's in a bad spot.

It's not his fault.

No one saw it coming. We're all responsible.

You can count on Internal Affairs to remind us.

But the link between Bergeaud and Fenrir

and between Fenrir and the drug trafficking was established.

It will go in our favor.

So I did not fail my oral exam for nothing.

This investigation was the last one I did with the criminal police.

At least it exposed the one responsible for Dad's death.

That's one of the reasons I came all the way here.

I wanted to break the news in person.

What news?

You passed with honors, Miss Nielsen.

Your results on the continuous assessment are the best

since the program was created.

And considering the exceptional events that happened,

the jury not only decided to cancel your failing score at the oral exam,

but they gave you the best score.

They considered that your decision to favor the investigation

instead of the exam

was the best proof of your ability to react in the face of pressure.

You are officially a criminal police officer, Miss Nielsen.

Or should I say...

Lieutenant Nielsen.

Will I keep my job at the Criminal Documentation?

Of course, Astrid. That was our deal from the start.

That won't change.

You're a criminal police officer now.

You're qualified.

Where is Anne Langlais?

She's still at the station, in a cell. She's waiting to be taken to court.

I would like to inform her

that I passed.

Is it possible?

Yes.

I'll come with you.

I'm so proud of you, Astrid.

Could you ever forgive me?

I do not know.

What I do know

is that I would like to see you again.

I learned more

about Dad in these few days with you

than I did since he died.

So,

I would like

to keep talking about him

with you.

I have something to tell you as well, Astrid.

Alright.

You know, my son? The young one?

He's seven.

He's Angus' son.

I always hid it because I was scared Bergeaud would go after him.

He's your little brother, Astrid.

You okay?

- Any news from Arthur? - He's not doing so hot.

He feels really guilty.

We're his friends, we support him.

- We're all behind him. - Yeah, totally.

Poor guy.

Nico, I need to tell you the truth.

- Something wrong? - No.

Yes. No. I mean, nothing's wrong.

But it would be more honest to tell you.

Tell me what?

There are things I see differently. I mean, I see you differently...

I don't see you like a friend anymore.

Shit.

Did I do something wrong? I don't get it.

My feelings have changed.

What are you getting at?

I'm in love with you, Nico.

What?

Why do you say that?

- Are you kidding? - No.

That's an embarrassing information.

Why do you say that now? Fuck.

That's rich coming from you.

You've had feelings for me for years, you could have said that earlier.

- Who told you that? Arthur? - Who cares about who told me?

I'm telling you I'm in love with you and you're yelling. Are you kidding?

Fuck you.

Fuck you!

Shit!

You have not said a word on the way here.

Something is wrong.

Astrid.

I have something to tell you.

Alright.

Raphaëlle.

I also have something to tell you.

I think it is important.

I will make tea.

We will need some time.

Tea is appropriate.

Tea is good.

You're right, Astrid.

We will need some time.