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-Previously on Unit 42.

-Here is the IT lab.

-Do you also have a uniform?

-They may have found

The box. -We will see.

-Antoine, it's too risky.

We destroy everything and we see.

-What is the problem?

-Is it Unity?

-You're in love?

-I do not know.

-The risks you take ...

-I want to get her out of there.

-So you're in love.

You told me that you just hit him.

He is dead with a stab!

-Diane?

-Hello.

I am a probation officer.

You are?

Scary music

Soft music

...

Moans of pleasure

...

Thud

-What are you doing here?

Screams

-Debbie?

-Stop, stop!

...

-Oh fuck.

Scary music

...

...

Generic

...

Keystrokes on keyboards

...

-What are you doing here?

-What a welcome.

It's nice to help you.

-Hi.

-They help me launch the app.

-Why?

It was our project, right? -I do not know.

You are never available. -I work, Antoine.

Have you changed the actions?

It's not at all citizen acts.

-We destroy weedkillers chemicals, it is debatable.

-Oh yeah?

And swing the list of the rotten people of the country,

it is public lynching.

-No, it's justice in the hands of the citizens.

And that is cool.

-"It's cool"...

I can talk to you?

It is not at all a good idea.

What's the matter with you?

-They just came to help me.

-No, I'm not talking about that but from the app.

That's not what we said to each other.

-I did not take these risks to make a care bear app.

It has to mark.

-Antoine, we have to stop before it escalates.

-I went too far.

I will go all the way.

A cell phone rings.

...

-Yes, Sam.

Engine roar

...

-It's live.

We're trying to locate her.

-Do we know who it is?

-I threw facial recognition.

-And the source code? -I'm in.

There is a name in the URL.

-"LoveSense" ...

It's a website sex

remotely, I call the company.

-At this hour?

-The profiles are anonymous.

Piss off!

-Is the attacker still there?

-Or there is no more battery.

Billie, where are you at?

-The system is complex. I'm not gonna make it.

-No one.

-Okay.

In the ECB, the site belongs

to Déborah Dumont and Sonia Chatar.

-Call Deborah Dumont, I call the other.

Tone

-Answering machine.

-Hello? -Sonia Chatar?

-*Yes?

-Samuel Leroy, police.

We must contact one of your users.

-I am no longer in the office. -It's urgent.

-My colleague Deborah take care of that.

-She is on the answering machine.

-We have to swarm. A woman is dying.

I send you a screenshot.

-*Oh my God ! It's Deborah, it's her.

-Let's go.

-I'm sending you the address.

Police sirens

...

-It's this way.

-There may still be someone, stay here.

Suspenseful atmosphere

...

Sad music

...

Flashes

-Déborah is on LoveSense.

Someone is coming in ...

Surprises her ...

And the strike.

She bumps into herself.

She is dying, she is dying.

-A jealous boyfriend.

-Perhaps.

-Do we have to warn someone?

-She had no one, apart from us.

She was my daughter's godmother.

-Tell me about your site,

LoveSense.

-We founded it together there is ...

7 years.

-What type of clients did you have? -Why?

You believe that there is only twisted on this kind of site?

Is it necessarily a user?

-I did not say that.

We explore all avenues.

-I met my husband on LoveSense.

Before, I thought to find someone,

it was not possible for me.

Our site allows

to overcome your inhibitions, his fears.

-Deborah had some? Inhibitions?

-She was incapable

to be intimate with men.

With people, in general.

She tried several times to commit suicide.

-At 16 years old,

Deborah filed a complaint

against Patrick Robin for attempted rape.

He was his mother's boyfriend.

At the trial, she said her daughter was lying.

-Friendly.

-So she asked to be emancipated.

-Do we know where this Patrick is?

-In prison for 2 years,

for rape. -Okay. What else?

-Déborah didn't have much of social life.

No activity on the networks.

His calls come from colleagues,

especially Sonia.

-We found flowers in his living room.

Bob, where are they from?

-I will let you know when I go through the trash.

Why it's always

for me, the trash?

-"LoveSense.

Keep the love despite the kilometers. "

-Is that the concept? -Yeah.

2 connected sex toys,

one per partner.

They move in harmony

by interposed connection.

-And that what is it?

-A remote control to adjust the intensity

your toy or the other.

-And we can also use them alone? -Yes, for example by connecting them

to music. -I'm buying.

It can help, too much sex

it's exhausting.

To laugh

What?

You, you don't have pregnant woman in your home.

With hormones that go through the roof ...

So who wants a coffee? -Bob.

Trash can.

Little quiet music

...

The music becomes intriguing.

...

-She is dead of his head injuries.

Intracranial hemorrhage.

-"To the most wonderful flowers"...

-Stop, you know that I can't.

Hello?

-Who are you talking to?

To Jeff ...

He hung up on me.

-You found wood in the wound?

-She is dead

how long?

-1:30.

-Whore ! 5 minutes and we saved her.

-He wants to meet my parents.

-What?

Your parents

still don't know that you are gay?

-My mother wants to accommodate me

with the neighbor's daughter. -You have to talk to them.

-I know.

-No signature ...

-Was it on the bouquet? -I suppose.

An online florist.

-Uhu ...

OKAY.

-There are tears. Someone cried

on Deborah's dress.

-What?

He beats her to death and he regrets?

Is he a girl or a guy?

-Male DNA.

But DNA unknown.

-We would need

connected IP addresses at the time of the murder.

-You have a warrant?

Fred Janteux, lawyer.

I take care of LoveSense. -We based

our advertising on anonymity.

-Your friend gets beat up and you don't want to help us.

-We just need the person

who was is online with her.

-He may have seen Something.

-Just a name?

-Laurent Antoine ...

Do you often go to LoveSense?

-I do not know.

-Oh no?

Your username,

your login hours.

-Don't say anything to my wife. Okay?

She has just given birth.

We just had twins.

-And you know her?

-She...

-She is dead, yes.

-It is not me. It's not my fault.

It is not me.

-Did you know her well? -No, we just connected

2 or 3 times together, that's all. -And yesterday?

-H1st ...

Everything was fine and then someone entered the room.

He started hitting her.

Again and again.

-You saw him? -No, I swear.

I sent the link to the police. What more?

-Call the emergency. She was in agony for 2 hours!

-I only knew his nickname.

-You don't know anything about her? -No.

We just connected.

I was not his only partner.

She was online all the time but never free.

What could i do more?

-What is that? -Silicone.

Something pro

to cool the hard drive.

-Yeah... It's super hard to remove.

-Déborah was not a quiche in computer science.

-What did the flowers give? -Nothing.

Paid by prepaid bank card.

No linked identity.

-Pfff.

We're not moving forward.

-And that what is it?

-Software of my own.

To reconstitute ...

...It.

-Glass

from Deborah.

-There is maybe

prints.

-We must not leave it too long alone.

-JALOUSE.

-We wouldn't have to to do all that

if LoveSense

let us access to their data.

-Here. It's finish.

Yes!

The hard drive is working,

we will access the connections.

-Okay that's good.

-Hey! It's me who...

-But you're slow ...

-Sat? -It's like with Jeff.

He's the perfect guy, but the time

that you decide, he's going to get out.

And you will marry the neighbor's daughter.

Hop, there you go. It is done.

Oh yeah...

Deborah was connecting very often.

-4 connections per day?

-She was a free woman.

-Or a sex addict.

-If we start on the assumption of the jealous lover ...

Here is the list of suspects.

Footsteps are approaching.

-Emmy, what are you doing here?

Everything is fine?

-No not too much.

-"To recover your files,

send 500 EUR to this account. "

-He took all of my photos.

All those with mom.

-Emmy, this is extortion.

He asks you for little money for you to pay

rather than filing a complaint.

-But I have to pay. -Especially not.

Otherwise, it will continue.

I'll talk to the team about it.

-No.

I'm forgetting it Billie.

It's his birthday today.

If I don't have the photos, I have nothing as a memory.

-We'll fix it.

Super Billie.

Move, I have to work.

-It's okay, stay cool. -Yeah, cool.

-Waouh ...

Baby, work, sleep ...

A Bshe shit lives.

Pshh.

-Teen, filthy, badger,

it's really better ...

-Are you talking about us?

-I think Emmy ...

-What? Ah ...

*It's pretty? -Seriously,

is that your superhero?

-Who wants a beer?

-That, I say yes.

Thank you.

-The trash can is under the sink.

-You remember it?

-Baked stone? You surprise me...

-At 18 years old,

she hacked the central bank.

Crazy stuff.

Afterwards, we celebrated that.

And go ahead and I drink it dry ...

And go as I climb onto the tables.

She completely burst out of anger.

-It was the good old days ...

-Would you do it again? -Oh yeah...

-I am tired and security has been upgraded.

So no.

-Bi-llie.

-BI-LLIE.

BI-LLIE!

...

-Stop, there!

-You wanted to see me?

-Close the door.

Sit down.

Diane Wauters ...

What are you playing, exactly?

To the nice cop who will save her?

-Helena ... -I told you OK for the investigation.

Not to tell him a bit.

-I had questions ...

-Sam, none of that with me.

The president of the assizes called me.

What the probation officer saw

was self-explanatory.

-She has the right

to have relationships.

-Not with the cop who testifies

against her in a month!

-I will call the president see you later.

-You will also tell him why the electronic bracelet

has been hacked?

Several evenings?

It's you?

Well...

They write his file for judgment.

With this kind of elements,

it may take 20 years.

Without remission of sentence.

If you have any questions for business,

you go through the official route. Judge's note.

-Hi guys.

Here.

It's okay?

-Tired.

-It's weird.

Looks like the site

was modified. -They were redoing

all security.

-I do not understand,

their code was good, that does not make any sense.

-They sell LoveSense.

-What?

-I have the contract there.

-Maybe Deborah did not agree.

-Yes, she signed.

-Why didn't they talk about it?

-Are you coming, Billie?

-Where?

-Ask those who connected

with Deborah.

-Alex_001 ...

You are rather photogenic ...

-Do you connect often?

-Sometimes.

-That is to say?

-Everyday.

-You are looking for which partners?

-Someone nice.

-Boy girl?

-More women, a few men.

-You did not connect than with Debbie?

-No.

-You were connected with Aurore.

How is she? -Gentle.

-"Gentle"...

Carolina?

-Different.

-How old are you?

-22 years old.

-We go to jail at 22.

How old are you?

-15 years old.

-Young, old,

big, small ...

What are you researching?

-At my age, you have to try everything,

So, girl, boy ...

-Alexine_002?

-Gentle.

-At your house, what do you like?

-Log in to find out.

-My wife

is aware.

-Doesn't that bother her?

-Not at all.

-It's not good.

-And Debbie?

-With Debbie, there is no taboo.

-Debbie?

She's hot.

-Rather ... nice.

-Okay.

-Alibis,

what does it give? -All clean.

-A man didn't show up.

-Simon Vilard, a freelance IT specialist.

It's him who sent the flowers to Deborah.

The bouquet has been settled by a prepaid card.

-He connected often at the same time as Deborah.

-I think we found

the jealous boyfriend.

-OK, here we go.

-Wait, wait.

Look at this picture.

The resolution is not the same everywhere.

It's photomontage.

-And when it was meant to be

at the restaurant with Deborah,

she was on LoveSense.

-It wasn't her lover.

He's an erotomaniac. -So, Simon

imagine a relationship with Deborah.

He notices that she sees other men and he kills her.

Knock Knock knock

-Police.

Open.

-Hey Billie, there.

Simon?

Police, show yourself.

-Sat.

-Simon Vilard?

-No.

-You have to get out. -I do not want.

-We don't mean harm to you. Okay?

-No, get out.

No !

I said no !

No. No. -Okay, Simon, calm down.

-Don't look at me.

-No one is looking at you, Simon.

I'll open up, okay?

We can talk?

I'd like to ask you some questions

on Debbie's death.

-She is dead?

Sobs

Oh my God...

...

I did not know. four hundred ninety seven I did not know.

...

-I am sorry.

Itgo?

Did you know her well?

-She was the only one who wanted.

With her, I felt normal.

That's why she did not connect on Sunday.

I thought I said something wrong, that I had ...

He is sobbing.

-Photo montage?

Did she know?

-Yes.

It was even his idea.

Her too...

She was struggling to bond with others.

She was helping me.

And I was helping him too, I think.

Besides, she was going to stop everything.

-Stop what?

-To connect.

She had fallen in love.

In real life.

And it wasn't from me.

-I checked, there is nothing suspect in the computer.

-Déborah had overcome her problems intimacy, she had a lover.

-I interrogated Simon's clients,

they find it weird but competent.

He never leaves his home.

-How did he get these photos? -Deborah

would have given them to him. -You believe in it?

-Why not?

-Facebook, LinkedIn, LoveSense.

This is not rocket science to find pictures.

-But there are specific details.

-You did not find a virus in Deborah's computer?

-No.

Oh, the bitch.

Maybe it's LoveSense that was hacked,

not Deborah's computer.

-It reinforced security.

Maybe she had discovered it.

The !

-An almost invisible Trojan horse.

It copies all the data that do not pass the flow.

Crazy redacted!

-A redaction that creates a loophole accessible to other users.

-Someone like Simon. -He has the right profile.

He is a computer scientist, he may have discovered the Trojan horse

and used it to have the pictures.

-You can go up the track to this hacker?

-It's untraceable, I never saw that.

-But if we know how the virus works,

can we find the pirate?

-I'm installing a device

and you, do you register on LoveSense?

-Why me?

Because I'm gay? -No, you're the fastest.

-Uh ... -It still works, cats.

-Okay.

-No comment.

Here we go.

-So, does that copy?

-No...

I'm lost there.

-Thank you, Franck.

-Now, we are quits.

You have 2 minutes. -OKAY.

It's okay?

-What am I doing here, Sam?

-I can't come see you anymore at your home.

And I won't be able to testify at your trial.

You risk 20 years firm.

I'm sorry, it's my fault.

-Because you think that they were going to pardon me?

No.

I did what I did.

In a month, I'm in jail.

-I could have insisted on the cirmitigating constancies.

-It wouldn't have changed anything.

-I hurt you more that something else, there.

We have to stop seeing each other. -No.

I don't want us to stop.

I do not want.

What will happen next, I do not care.

-It's too much risk, I can not anymore.

-I'm going to leave tonight.

-Don't say anything stupid.

If you leave, they will find you in 2 hours.

Don't do bullshit.

-Why did you make me come here?

Couldn't you call me?

Soft music

Knock Knock knock

-We will find a solution.

Engine roar

-*Hi Mom? -Nassim, is that you?

-*Yes it's me. -*Good evening.

-*You are at home tomorrow evening?

-Yes, we eat here with your father.

-*I can pass? -*Yes of course.

-OK, see you tomorrow, then.

-Hi, it's Jeff.

Leave me a message...

-You uploaded it.

-That was the plan, right?

-You uploaded the application.

-Looked !

There are fucking registrants!

-We had to decide that together.

-I thought that would make you happy. -And no !

Intriguing music

...

-You've changed, Billie.

You forgot why we were fighting.

Our common fight.

Alarm

Music

-Hi, it's Jeff.

Leave me a message...

Sad music

...

-Nassim ...

Your profile was copied last night

by the Trojan horse.

How did you do?

-I returned to the site last night.

-Ah ... -And?

-Nothing, I went to see some profiles.

-Well yeah.

-"A few..."

Laughs

-Look at Isaac's profile.

It's a fake.

When we connect, the virus collects the data, it's crazy.

It's super smart.

-And discreet.

If Nassim was not obsessed,

we would never have found.

-Isaac, I know him.

He was on the profile list visited by Deborah.

-Of course, he chose

a picture of a step-kid.

I bet in women there is also a phishing profile.

Little laugh Little pig...

-Isaac and Monica.

Too good to be true.

The perfect bait.

-I tried to reassemble the profiles to bank accounts.

No trace.

No one paid to put these two profiles online.

-So they were created

by someone from LoveSense.

-Déborah would have been killed

by a colleague who was spying customer data?

-I do not think so.

This virus is too big.

And she, this is great informationmatician.

It's Deborah who spied on his clients.

I still do not understand

why she was collecting this data.

Noise of the vibrator

-Hold on...

Move your thing there!

Vibrator vibration

Stopped !

Whore !

In addition to spying on its customers,

Deborah was collecting the data on their sexual behavior.

-My work of art.

Obviously

there are Deborah's footprints.

But there are also the others.

Music

-There are your fingerprints on it.

-My client went frequently at Déborah Dumont.

-This is the glass we found in Deborah's living room.

The glass she drank before dying.

-I was afraid for her.

So I walked into her house

while waiting for you to come.

But she was dead.

So I came out.

-And the glass?

-It was everywhere, I may have touched one.

-Such a beautiful imprint, you must have had a full glass.

-Have you had this drink

you spilled it on Deborah's computer?

-Why would she do that?

-I do not know, to hide little secrets.

-Your accusations are ridiculous.

-Do buyers by LoveSense

know the site spy on customers?

-Multiply virtual lovers ...

Observe their sexual practices ...

Deborah ... she's the queen of sodom ...

-She was going to ruin everything,

so you sent someone to eliminate it.

-Not at all.

She was my best friend since kindergarten.

-But she was spying on your customers.

-Deborah was a brilliant computer scientist

and complicated.

It was her way to protect customers.

After what she went through.

She eliminated all the perverts.

-What happened?

-I spilled the wine on the computer

and I took the hard drive

but it was to protect her.

-Which hard drive?

-These are profiles eliminated by Deborah.

-These are surely scams

to extort money

to users filmed by webcam.

-You have to be silly to click on it.

-It happens more often than you think.

-And they sent violent messages

to those who did not want have a relationship with them.

-Sonia was telling the truth.

Deborah sorted the customers.

-Maybe one of them resented him for firing him,

to the point of killing her?

-Oh there !

Deborah had ordered something about Cryptostore.

-What?

-I do not know.

But it had to be delivered to her home this morning.

Why me?

-You are the fastest!

Music

-Whore ! Shit !

Piss off!

-You should have been careful!

-No kidding !

-What is happening?

-Déborah bought a "Killer" USB key.

-A what?

-A super powerful capacitor,

a "killer" USB key!

It takes all the current a device

and reinjects it all at once.

-I broil the machine!

-Maybe she wanted to plug it in on the LoveSense server.

-Déborah wanted to destroy his own site?

Why would she do that? She wanted to sell it.

-What a bitch!

If Deborah really wanted destroy the site,

Sonia becomes again our first suspect.

-We analyzed everything.

If she paid someone, we have no trace.

-He cried over the dress.

The murderer...

He hit Deborah

and he wept over her.

The man who did that loved him ...

... in his way !

We start from the beginning.

Deborah is a sex addict.

She creates LoveSense to satisfy his needs,

without becoming intimate with anyone.

But as Simon said,

she falls in love and decides to stop everything.

Until they sell the site. -But she keeps going.

-Exactly! And that she is the 1st thing to do

when you want to treat an impulse? -Eliminate temptations!

-Here is the "killer" USB key.

-That explains why she wanted to destroy the site

but not why we killed her.

-Simon's photomontages.

Show us his profile!

If Deborah's lover

fell on it,

he was able to shoot the wrong conclusions.

-We have to check mutual friends of Simon and Deborah.

-I have one!

Frédéric Janteux ...

-It's LoveSense's lawyer!

-He limited in restaurants and bars

that Deborah sought on his GMAP.

-We can assume

that they were together. -We can

but we have no proof. -We have the DNA of the killer.

-The tears?

-Thank you.

-This USB key

was going to destroy the LoveSense site.

Did you know?

-I do not understand.

LoveSense was her baby.

Why she would have wanted destroy it?

-Déborah was in love.

She was going to change her life.

-You know him?

-No. Not at all.

Who is it?

-Simon Villard.

He invented a life with Deborah.

To look normal.

-I do not understand.

-Simon made photomontages.

A kind of spiel to make life easier

with its customers and his friends.

Mysterious music

-I need a break.

Just a few minutes.

Sobs

-You were in love with her?

-At the beginning, Deborah said that it was not possible.

But with time...

After the death of my wife,

I immersed myself in the work to forget.

One day, we wake up alone,

sad.

With Deborah, I was thinking...

I thought it was possible be happy.

She changed my life.

After the sale of the site,

we had to leave for Indonesia.

Start all over again.

But i saw Simon's photos.

So I went to her house.

So that she explains to me.

I was angry.

-What are you doing here?

-I pushed her,

she fell.

-Stopped. Stopped.

-You hit her to death.

Then she fell.

-Stopped.

-You could have called for help.

You could have saved her.

Sad music

Street hubbub

-Hello.

I have a problem

with my USB key.

I can't read it.

-No problem.

We'll see that.

Damn!

What is this ...

-If you try again

to introduce you in someone's computer,

would it be only to look at photos,

I call my mate.

And it's not your machine that I will erase.

Okay?

-Okay.

-Goodbye.

-Goodbye.

-Helmet.

People don't realize.

I read a statistic.

65% of people ride a bicycle without helmet.

Do you find that normal, do you?

You can die from a fall on a bicycle.

-I know.

-With the scooter, it's the same.

I should have shaved my beard.

My mother loves it,

my dad hates it.

Why are you wearing this tie?

Suddenly, I have to to wear one.

-She is very good

your tie. Your beard too.

Everything will be alright.

They did not deny you when you told them.

-No.

They were impatient that I tell them.

-Here.

Come on, come on.

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-Oscar, be careful, you put it everywhere.

-Dad?

He is 2.5 years old.

-You are not the one who cleans.

-It's not you either.

-No.

But it's me who pays.

-What do you have?

-Nothing.

-You finish, you go to bed.

-Looked.

-Who is she?

-It's mom.

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RTBF subtitling: F. Jandrain, S. Petit, A. Petit.