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are an act.

We're deep in debt!

And you flirt with

a student, a little girl?!

She had asked me

to give her acting lessons.

If I wanted to take advantage of her,

I wouldn't bring her here!

I've known you all my life, so I know

you're a good man but maybe not innocent.

You're smart enough to know

the difference between the two.

Even good people make mistakes.

I'm met with hostile stares

all around town.

I'm afraid someone may hurt us.

Monica won't go out,

she lost the few friends she had.

I promised to stand by you and I will,

but she shouldn't suffer the consequences.

I'm taking her away from here.

Hello?

At the cemetery in 30 minutes.

Go out the back door

and make sure nobody sees you.

What do you want?

Months ago you found out

your wife was having an affair.

You moved to Avechot

to make a fresh start.

I know she left with your daughter now.

When this is all settled,

our life will go back to normal.

- You really think so?

- I'm innocent.

Nobody gives a sh*t

if you're innocent, don't you see?

People have made up their minds

and the cops won't back down.

They're spending a fortune

to solve the Kastner case.

They can't afford another investigation

and certainly not another suspect.

That's how it goes.

If I'm doomed,

then why would I need you?

To capitalize on this story

as much as possible.

An interview with you is like gold,

and I want to buy it.

The offer stands only while you're free,

once you're in jail you'll be worthless.

Is that why Attorney Levi

made me come here?

What'll become of your family

when you're in jail?

How'll they make ends meet?

Sorry, this is all so strange.

Everyone considers me the monster

without a shred of proof.

Even my wife doubts me.

Isn't that insane?

But I know who I am.

So it's out of the question, I will not

exploit the suffering of a family.

You can tell my attorney that too.

"He's innocent."

Why are you calling so late?

I hear you're into lawyers

now too.

I don't recall ever getting

a marriage proposal from you, Vogel.

Your little pal has his greasy

hands on my case already,

you used to be better

at picking sides.

I pick facts,

that's how I sell my product.

Find proof to nail the professor,

you'd do us all a favor.

Is that why you texted me

from an anonymous number?

I don't know what the hell

you're talking about.

Want to face off with me again,

like on the mutilator case?

F*** off, Vogel.

You and your silly paranoia.

Before running your mouth,

try calling that anonymous number.

Hello?

I know where that is.

At 11:
00? Okay.

Tell him I'll be there.

Why did you want to meet me here?

For once, no microphones

or cameras,

no pesky newshounds,

just me and you.

I want to give you the chance

to convince me I'm wrong,

that your involvement in this story

is a big misunderstanding.

Where shall we start?

You have no alibi for that day

and you wounded your hand.

I see the wound hasn't healed yet.

It was an accident, I slipped

and grabbed on to a branch to not fall.

We examined the inside

of your jeep,

we found no DNA from Anna Lou,

but oddly enough, we found cat hairs.

We don't have a cat.

What would you say if,

thanks to that animal,

I were able to place you

at the scene of the crime?

Anna Lou had a sort of guardian angel...

a boy named Mattia.

- Mattia?

- Yes.

He followed her everywhere

and filmed her, he's probably in love.

Thanks to his video,

we were able to spot your jeep.

Upon further examination,

we found other details too.

Days before her disappearance,

a cat was wandering

near the Kastner home,

a stray cat...

See what's on his neck?

Anna Lou put that on him.

The kidnapper used the cat as bait.

He left it there a few days before,

let it wander the neighborhood freely,

knowing that Anna Lou,

who loved cats but couldn't have one,

would've spotted him.

So, professor Martini,

I will stop persecuting you.

If I manage to find that cat,

it's done.

Someone once said

the devil's dumbest sin is vanity.

During our last class,

I explained that all authors

are inspired by something

someone wrote before them.

The first rule for a great novelist

is to copy.

I also told you that evil

is the driving force of a story.

We must find a sacrificial victim,

preferably someone who's innocent.

The leading character must be evasive,

everyone should suspect him.

In literature people kill for hate,

but in real life,

the motive is usually money.

Nice words.

We found Anna Lou's backpack.

Not her body though,

but we don't need it...

because your blood

was on her backpack, professor.

Now we really must be going.

Tell me, what's a psychiatrist

doing in a quiet place like Avechot?

Suicides. Overly quiet places kill,

didn't you know?

It wipes out the fear of dying.

You're not afraid to die?

Every day, for 30 years.

Three bypasses, a sudden heart attack.

I was already a husband and father,

I was young.

You don't expect it at that age.

But I survived.

It seems to me

that you're not afraid of death.

Those surrounded by others' deaths

don't think about their own.

Is that why

you don't feel bad about Romeo?

You don't feel responsible

for the stroke he had in jail?

A court decided

that Mr. Romeo was innocent,

he was generously compensated

for the injustice he endured.

An amount of money

that you and I will never see.

Fine, I'm willing to admit it.

It's my fault.

But tell me this, why did the mutilator's

bombings stop after he was arrested?

No more explosives, no more victims.

You did it, didn't you?

Someone once said

the devil's dumbest sin is vanity.

You tampered with the evidence

to nail Martini.

Justice doesn't boost ratings.

Nobody cares about justice.

Even if Anna Lou Kastner's body

hasn't been found,

the magistracy is charging

Loris Martini with homicide.

The professor

was put in solitary confinement

due to death threats received

from other inmates,

who abide by

the so-called "code of honor",

hence will not tolerate

someone who killed a minor.

- Took you long enough.

- Who are you, what do you want?

I'm Beatrice Leman, a reporter.

- How'd you get my number?

- This'll only take a minute.

Martini is innocent and I have proof.

Listen, I don't have time to waste.

Is there a computer nearby?

Look up "The fog man".

Still there?

Who's the girl?

Katya Hilmann,

she disappeared 30 years ago.

There's something I need to show you.

Fine, let's meet.

- You come to me.

- Why?

You'll see.

Newshounds deal with hundreds of cases

in their careers,

but there's always one

that sticks with you.

Maybe the same is true for you cops.

At times.

Well, the case that still keeps

me awake at night...

ended with the disappearance

of Katya Hilmann.

Katya was the last of a series.

There were five before her.

The disappearances occurred

over a wide area

at a fairly steady pace.

The Police always preferred

to believe they willingly left.

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