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The game is not over. My turn.

Shtolman has to finish the game. My turn.

The game is not over.

Shtolman. My turn.

- Who are you? - Rook.

My turn.

Where I move, I kill.

One, two, three, four, five.

Ready or not, here I come.

DETECTIVE ANNA

EPISODE 19: THE SICILIAN DEFENSE

Yakov Platonovich, we have a case that requires your attention urgently.

Get out!

Allow me to report. Upon waking up, the desk sergeant...

Waking up?

That's right, sir, upon waking up at 6:30 AM, he found...

You'd better see it.

Cause of death, blunt trauma to the temple.

We haven't found the murder weapon.

When?

Judging from the body's temperature, 6 or 7 hours ago.

I'll tell you more exactly after an autopsy.

Where is the second sergeant?

He left in the night, his wife is giving birth.

- What? - You let him go yourself.

What do you mean?

Well, a boy came, said there were complications.

You let him go.

That's right, I remember.

You were playing chess before that, with the suspect.

I remember! Take a picture. Don't touch the chessboard.

And tell the desk sergeant to come to my office.

Interesting. The Sicilian defense. That's when black get the initiative.

Who was that suspect?

He was a card cheat. Came here from St Petersburg.

And three days ago, our informant recognized him.

We arrested him right away.

We had a memorandum about his previous cases.

I don't quite understand. What does chess have to do with it?

He played chess for entertainment.

That's how he bonded with Yakov Platonovich.

They played last night, until very late. Yes, sir...

I guess he lost.

- You wanted to see me, sir? - Take a seat.

When did you see the victim?

I came to see him at 6:30.

- And before that, you were asleep? - I was.

- What time did I leave? - 1:30.

- Did I give you the cell keys? - Yes, sir.

- And I locked the cell, of course? - Naturally. You had to have done it.

Well, yes. And of course, you went to see how the suspect was doing.

Well... No. I did not, sir.

What do you mean, no? Why didn't you do it?

Well, sir, you gave me the keys yourself. What's there to check?

So as it happens, you didn't see the suspect after I left?

No, sir. Later, in the morning, already dead. But the cell was locked.

- How did you fall asleep? - I don't know. Devil's tricks.

I don't know how it happened myself.

- It has never happened on my watch. - Fine. Turn in your shift.

Not a step out of the station, we aren't finished.

Yes, sir.

Good morning.

Good morning. Where are you going so early?

I need to see my student, prepare him for the examination.

Tell my mother this.

- You didn't even drink your coffee. - The examination is this morning, no time.

No time.

The body was sent to the morgue. I made the photographs.

The murder weapon was not found.

Let's try to reconstruct the timetable, Anton Andreievich.

- What time did I leave the station? - 1:30, according to the desk sergeant.

- I had let the other one go home by then? - Yes, sir. And I left even earlier.

At 11:30. By then, you were losing a second game to Rook,

and you were of the mind to take revenge.

You were quite serious.

- What, I even yelled at him? - A little bit.

You were talking very passionately about making mincemeat out of him.

So it turns out that after I left, no one had seen Rook alive?

The conclusion is obvious.

The killer is either the desk sergeant or me.

- What are you saying, Yakov Platonovich? - Come now, Anton Andreievich.

I don't remember leaving and locking his cell.

I can't even be sure of myself.

Please! How can you say that?

True, you had drunk a little bit of brandy, one could tell.

So what? Does that mean you are the killer?

And over what, losing the game?

There is no direct evidence against me, I agree, but any honest investigation

must take this theory into account.

No. No! That is impossible, Yakov Platonovich.

Don't tell me you did not have that thought yourself.

Unwillingly.

Well? Enough fun and games, gentlemen?

I am at fault, Nikolai Vasilyevich. I am prepared to answer.

Yes, you will have to, Yakov Platonovich. You will!

But right now, what matters is finding the killer.

The sooner the murder is solved, the less this is going to stain the department.

- Allow me to state something. - I am listening.

I cannot lead this case because I am one of the suspects.

What? Who's the suspect?

I locked the cell, and after that, no one has seen that Rook alive.

This was reported to me, but so what?

Can someone really seriously think that a police investigator,

a court councilor, is the murderer?

I am grateful for your trust, but in this situation,

it is simply illegal for me to investigate.

Leave us.

I'm sorry.

- Did you send for your partner? - Yes, sir.

- You shouldn't sleep now, brother. - I'm sorry, sir.

I don't know what's gotten into me.

I've washed up three times, and I rubbed snow into my skin, outside.

But my eyes keep closing on me. I've never had this happen to me on watch.

And now... Could someone have jinxed me?

- Jinxed you? - That's right. Jinxed me.

- Did you drink last night? - No, sir. No. I ate. I ate.

- You ate? - I ate.

My wife always gives me some pastries and kvas when I'm on watch.

- Were there any strangers? - No.

The boy who always brings the pastries and kvas.

Neighbors' boy. He was the one who told us about the pregnant woman.

- Pastries and kvas, then? - That's right, sir. Kvas.

- Who will lead the investigation, then? - Korobeinikov.

Are you joking? I need results, and right now.

Nominally, he will head the investigation.

And I, formally taken off the case, will assist.

Well, that stands to reason.

Anton Andreievich. Anton Andreievich.

Yakov Platonovich is temporarily taken off duty.

You will head the investigation. That's right. You.

- Well, sir, how shall we begin? - Let us study the crime scene carefully.

Please. So what do you see?

There is a good possibility that the players parted ways in peace.

- Did Rook's broken skull tell you that? - No, no, no, of course not.

The chess game is unfinished. The pieces are still on the chessboard.

That means that the players wanted to finish the game the next day.

- Besides, were you black or white? - Black.

Great. You were on the winning side. The advantage was yours.

That proves that you had no reason to kill your adversary because of a loss.

- Thank God for that. - Yes...

So the theory about a players' scuffle is out.

But it is possible that you had a different,

more serious reason for the murder.

One that had nothing to do with the game. Like Rook, you are from St Petersburg.

Wait, wait, wait... Weren't you just screaming about my innocence?

As a private citizen, I have no doubt that you did not kill him.

But as a public figure officially put in charge of the investigation,

I must check every theory.

I agree. Have you noticed anything else?

Did you note the position of the body? He's sitting.

Right. And what follows out of it?

It was late. Where was the victim at that time?

I suppose that prisoners sleep at such time.

In bed, of course.

He woke up from the screeching of the keys.

He saw the killer walk in.

Got up a little. And got hit in the right temple.

Left-handed. The killer is left-handed.

That clears you and the desk sergeant of suspicion.

We will have to check the desk sergeant.

Yakov Platonovich, Anna Viktorovna is asking for you.

These spots. These. Four corners of the chessboard.

And the entire city is a chessboard.

- Right. So, did he make his move? - No, but he will, it's his turn.

So if I understand correctly, the moves should point to certain coordinates?

Exactly.

But what does that game mean? What did Rook want to tell us?

I don't know what he meant, but he kept saying

"Play, Shtolman, the game is not over."

And also he said "Where I move, I kill."

"Where I move, I kill."

Yes. Maybe he suggests we try to guess his next move.

So we have to overlay the plan of the city with a chessboard...

Anton Andreievich, aren't you taking the game too far?

Anna can be forgiven for certain exaltations, but you're a public official.

Very well. How do you suppose she knows about the game and Rook?

I don't play chess. I don't even know the rules.

And I don't tell fortunes from dreams.

Excuse me, Yakov Platonovich, but I'm in charge of this case.

Beg your pardon.

They brought that rascal in, sir.

All right. Let's go, Yakov Platonovich.

I had a son, sir. A son.

No, of course it's not proper. But what could I do, sir?

They ran in, said my wife was dying in labor.

But it's all right, thank God, she's alive, sir.

It's a shame they got that scumbag, my fault, sir.

But I had a son, sir. A son.

Congratulations. 5 days in jail, for starters.

And then the investigation will tell us what your part in the case was.

- What part, sir? - That's what we shall see.

You get five days, too, for sleeping on watch.

Get out of here!

Okay, one more time. Who brought you the kvas and pastries?

The neighbors' boy, Kolya. He always does.

You know, so my wife doesn't have to walk around at night.

- And I pay him a dime for it. - All right. Do you have any kvas left?

- No, sir. I drank all of it. - Where is the bottle?

It's empty, sir. But my wife will bring more, I'll be sure to treat you.

Where is the bottle? Give it here.

Come on, come on, come on! Now.

I think this will be enough for Dr Miltz.

Do you think it's sleeping pills?

Possibly. We can't discount that possibility.

Anton Andreievich, don't you think we should shake that Kolya boy down?

Quite, quite.

So you should do that, and I'll go to Dr Miltz, if you permit.

Of course.

Come in.

Annette, I thought you looked on edge. Has something happened?

- Yes, something has. - What was it?

A ghost came to me last night.

He was talking about chess and threatening me.

- So I'm trying to summon him. - How did he threaten you?

Not me. Shtolman.

Shtolman?

What kind of ghost threatens Shtolman?

Someone called Rook.

It's why I ran to the station this morning, I was worried.

And I was right, as it turns out.

He was killed in the holding cells last night.

What do you mean, killed? Rook, killed?

Killed how?

Did you know him, Uncle?

I've heard about him. Heard.

So, you're... you're calling him and he won't come?

No. He came to me right after his death, but now he's silent.

Silent...

Right, right, right, right.

Right, right, right.

How did it happen?

We don't know. The investigation is ongoing.

Where is the board?

Annette, you have to try again.

My husband won't let me bring him his supper because he's on the force,

so he knows what happens if you walk around at night.

Of course.

So why did you put him in a cell? He's not guilty of anything.

Don't be so dramatic. We didn't send him to Siberia, did we?

Let him spend some time there, think about it.

He's guilty.

He's not supposed to sleep on his watch.

Better tell me, did you give that Kolya your kvas and pastries personally?

Well, yes. Who else?

Did you perhaps put some plants in it, some sedatives?

God be with you. Do you think I don't understand?

- The kvas was to keep him on his toes. - Why did he go to sleep, then?

- What? - There's Kolya.

Speak of the devil.

Wait. Are you Kolya?

- Well, yeah. - Well, yeah?

Don't even think about running from me. I'll arrest you and your barrels.

Did you bring the kvas and pastries to the station last night?

- I did. - What happened on the way?

- What happened? - What happened on the way there?

Nothing happened.

- Did you meet anyone? - No I didn't.

- What's that on your face? - This?

- Yeah, that. - Me and the boys had some fun.

And the sedative? Did you put the sedative in the kvas?

I didn't put anything in it.

Spirit of Rook, come to me. Spirit of Rook, come to me.

Come to me...

Spirit of Rook...

Come on, Annette, try again. Try again.

How many times do I have to try? He won't come.

How many more times? He's not coming.

Why are you so interested in this?

I'm curious. Curious.

They say he's a well known player in St Petersburg.

You wouldn't know him, would you?

When? And where? Tell me that.

I don't play, you know.

What an annoying ghost.

You were completely right.

There really were some sedatives added to the kvas.

And in a very high concentration, too. A very large dose, I suppose.

- Sedatives, then? - Yes.

Thank you, doctor. What did the autopsy of Rook show?

Well, you know already he was killed with a blow to the temple.

I suppose it was probably brass knuckles.

Time of death, around 1 or 2 AM.

- Could you be more precise? - I'm sorry, that's as precise as it gets.

- So it doesn't solve the problem. - What do you mean?

I left the station at 1:30 AM.

Casus a nullo praestantur.

No one can be held responsible for accidents.

Thank you.

Yakov Platonovich, well...

I'm sorry, it's urgent. Tell me about Rook.

I told everything to the district policeman.

I was the one who recognized Rook.

Yes, I know. Thank you for that.

I'm going to get stabbed for your gratitude.

You arrested him. What else?

He was killed last night. Right in his cell.

What do you know about it?

What could I know? He was with you when he was killed.

Don't you lie to me. This is serious business. A murder.

- Why did he come to Zatonsk? - I don't know.

Watch I don't give you up to your buddies.

So this is how it is? This is what I get for my loyalty?

I guess it's just your luck. If you told it all us, you wouldn't be in this bind.

Captain Myshloedov went to the capital. To get some air. And he caught a cold.

He owed Rook a giant sum of money. So Rook came here to collect.

Myshloevod? Who is that?

A dragoon captain. Retired. Known for his vices.

He spent all night drinking because he mortgaged his estate to pay the debt.

He only left now, in the morning.

- He was here all night? - Yes.

And you? -And I was with him. The whole bar saw me.

Did the captain order you to get Rook into the station?

What are you talking about it? How come?

It's very simple. Myshloedov asks you to get Rook into the holding cells.

And there goes his debt.

- But I... - So you celebrated all night long.

I did it out of civic duty. My conscience told me to alert the police.

To rid our city of that vermin.

And about the arrest, you know as well as I do

that no arrest would save a debtor from Rook.

He could reach them all the way from Siberia if he had to.

And only Rook's death would save his debtor from him.

What time did you leave?

At 12:30, this boy runs in, Kolya, tells me my wife is in labor, calling me.

He was the one who brought me the pastries, too.

And... and the kvas.

Right... How did Kolya know about the wife?

Well, we all live next to each other. Neighbors from one house down.

It all fits so nicely, my friends. Living one house from each other.

The wife goes into labor at the right time.

One goes to his wife, the other one drinks his kvas and falls asleep.

What do you mean?

That's what I'm thinking, what does it mean?

Where is your tragic negligence coming from?

Sir, his Honor is asking for you.

Coming. And you two stay here and think about it, robber brothers. I'll be back.

You see this? They want to pin a body on us.

That Shtolman must have killed him, and they're covering for him.

- No. Can't be. - What do you know?

I'm not going to stay silent if this is how it is.

I'll tell them everything about Shtolman. And you should, too.

So I tell him,

"You're the one who put the sedative in it, no one else could have done it."

So he looks at me almost crying, he's got a black eye...

So this is what comes out: on the way to the station, two robbers got him.

They demanded money, took his bag. The boy swore he didn't have any money.

However, one of them started searching him,

and the other one took his bag,

walked a few paces off and rummaged in it.

That must be when they put the sedative in the kvas.

Indeed. Because the robbers suddenly grew a heart and let him go.

Gave everything back to him, like, you really have no money, so off you go.

And we don't need your pastries.

The boy gave the food to the sergeant, and of course he didn't tell him about it.

He was afraid he'd lose the dime. Unfortunately, he can't describe them.

Their faces were covered with hats and scarves.

But he remembers an identifying mark.

One robber had a tattoo on his hand.

So it turns out that the boy brought the food to one sergeant.

The news about his wife to the other one and he leaves with the boy.

Then I leave. The desk sergeant falls asleep.

At around 2 AM, these two come to the station,

take the keys, open the cell and...

- They kill Rook. But why? - Let's ask Captain Myshloedov.

To what do I owe the pleasure, gentlemen?

Investigator Shtolman.

This is my assistant, Investigator Korobeinikov.

- Do you know a certain Rook? - Who?

As far as I know, recently you lost a big sum to him in St Petersburg.

You even had to mortgage your estate.

My God... Everyone and their dog knows by now.

I didn't mean... Well, you know.

Yes, I lost. I lost. So what? How does it concern the police?

It's a sin and a ruin, of course, but not a crime.

- When did you last see Rook? - What's the matter?

- He was killed. - Killed...

An investigation is ongoing. You... Where were you last night?

There is a God! There is!

Gentlemen, do you even realize how happy your news is?

Free! Free! Free!

- And I was thinking of shooting myself. - Or shooting Rook.

No need for that talk. I was drowning my sorrows at the bar all night long.

If someone did shoot him, I'll bow to him, but I wasn't involved.

- So when did you last see Rook? - A couple days ago.

He had the gall to come here and demand I pay.

I explained to him that I needed time to sell my estate.

And after that, we parted ways. That's it.

Gentlemen, would you care to have some breakfast?

- You're welcome to. - Do you have guests?

A friend came over. Listen... Excuse me!

You? What gives?

Good morning.

Hello. I... was having breakfast.

With my friend.

I didn't want to intrude on your conversation, so I... went away.

But you made sure you wouldn't miss anything.

Yes. What is the matter? This is my guest.

And in my house, he can be wherever he wants.

Of course. Behind a curtain?

Pyotr Ivanovich, I hope you understand that everything you've heard here is...

Yes. Yes, of course.

- Is there anything you'd like to share? - No. I don't know anything.

In that case, would you mind coming to the station today?

Of course, I will come by.

You have my gratitude. So long, gentlemen.

So long, gentlemen.

I don't really trust that dragoon.

Why did he make that play,

pretending he found out the murder from us?

Mironov was at his house, who definitely knows about it.

- Why didn't you confront him? - What would that give us?

We have nothing to charge him with.

Let's try to approach this from a different angle.

You handle that tattooed villain.

Let's go.

Good day.

It feels like we haven't seen each other in forever. How are you?

- Same old. - Well, it's not going to be that way now.

- Get ready to go to St Petersburg. - What is that fantasy?

It's not a fantasy, my dear Jacob. The department is ready to have you back.

Write a request for transfer, and in two weeks it will be granted.

- How do you know this? - I've talked to the important people.

They're of the same mind about you.

Your feats in this backwater are well known.

- So who did you talk to? - Very influential people, trust me.

Thank you for your concern, but I never hired you as my lawyer.

Stop it. I'm your friend. Besides, I promised.

- I have my doubts about that. - About what, my capabilities?

No, about our friendship.

After everything that has happened lately...

Leave it. Your confrontation with the knyaz has nothing to do with me.

Yes, I talk to him, same as you. But your rivalry is none of my concern.

Rivalry? Is that what you call it?

He is a criminal, and I'm a man of the law.

It's not a rivalry, it's investigating a case.

A case that you imagined.

I'm not going to St Petersburg.

Jacob, sit down. Please.

I'm sorry. Just a minute. Please.

I'm begging you.

Please. I need you.

Let's go to St Petersburg.

- Give me the notebook. - What?

Give me the blue notebook and I will keep your involvement

in Razumovsky's affairs a secret.

If you take my side.

Jacob, I don't know what you mean. What notebook?

- You owe me! Do you remember? - Of course I remember.

Maybe that's why you're still free.

It's about her.

No.

And if in your absence I get such an order from the knyaz?

You shouldn't carry out anyone's orders except mine.

And if he gives out such an order, you will report it to me.

So, what did you want to tell me?

- Permission to report! - Don't yell!

- About Investigator Shtolman. - Well?

I will report that last night, we heard the conversation

between that Rook and Mr Shtolman.

Mr Shtolman was yelling, sir,

because he was, you know, sir.

Tipsy after the brandy.

- And Rook answered. And... - Out with it!

Rook told Mr Shtolman that they used to play cards in St Petersburg.

Not chess, obviously. And also he said he knew how Shtolman used to lose.

Things like that.

And Shtolman started yelling, at the top of his lungs,

that if he would tell anybody he played, he would kill him.

- Who would kill whom? - Shtolman would kill Rook.

That's what he yelled. I'll kill you, he said, I'll kill you!

- And Rook laughed. - He laughed?

Come in.

Mr Mironov.

- Shall I? - Come in.

- How is the investigation going? - It's going. Take a seat.

Thank you.

I would like to ask you how you found yourself at Captain Myshloedov's today.

You know... I just came in to have a chat. We're old friends.

Really? Then I suppose you had the time to discuss the main event before I came?

Rook's murder.

Yes, we... Yes, we discussed it.

We did. I found out from Annette.

Why did he stage a drama, then, pretending to find out about it from me?

You see, the captain is, how shall I put it? A little eccentric.

He likes to affect things.

Or he simply didn't think I would find you behind the curtain.

- Did you have a game with Rook? - No. No. No. Not at all.

I swore an oath, I promised my brother, so no, no, no.

I'm staying true to it. I am. I mean, you must understand.

You played with Rook yourself at one time.

- So you have nothing to report? - No, nothing. Absolutely nothing.

- About this case. - About this case. Nothing.

Then I don't dare keep you.

Yes. Goodbye. Goodbye.

I made my move. Knight, a4-d3.

Your turn, Shtolman.

Come in.

We have an accident, sir. A man was trampled under a horse.

- He's dead. - And?

Korobeinikov is there already. He's waiting for you.

How did this happen, brother?

Make way.

Instant death. I think he broke his neck.

The driver swears that he jumped under the horse himself.

Who is he?

We haven't been able to identify him, but take a look.

Here.

Kuzma Filimonov. Alias Filya. I found him in our files by the tattoo.

- Where is the driver? - There, Yakov Platonovich.

I wasn't going fast, swear to God. I went the usual way.

- And he throws himself right at me. - How come?

That's what happened, sir. He was walking down the sidewalk.

And then, bam! He jumps right on the cobbles.

And in the carriage's way.

It's as if someone pushed him.

All right.

Maybe it's true.

An accident.

Anna Viktorovna!

You have no business being here.

Looks like nothing happens in this city without you.

- Rook sent me here. This is his doing. - This is an accident.

Yakov Platonovich, he made his move, rook c2-c5.

There, look.

Yakov Platonovich! c5, here. This is the spot.

That's true, this intersection is in the c5 square.

Now you have to make your move.

Tell him the game is over.

You only have one possible move here. b4-d3.

He takes this for your answer. And now you have to guess his next move.

b4-d3.

- But how did you know? - Saw it in a dream, as usual.

Anna Viktorovna, go home. It's cold.

THE SICILIAN DEFENSE