Who was it?
He killed Klur and went after my dad.
Motive?
He had to kill XL,
because thanks to him, he couldn't get my dad.
The bastard escaped.
That was to be expected, we're talking about Velásquez.
Who am I protecting, a blank check?
Or a death certificate?
Maria Picardi?
- Mariano, I'm tired, what is it? - He's lying.
I don't work at this time of the night.
One shot could be considered a suicide,
two are murder, period.
Clean up this mess.
- That's deep enough. - Dig, son-of-a-bitch.
This is the man.
The top brass are getting nervous.
There is a killer at large, and a congressman is missing.
Got it.
Velásquez.
Where are you, you son-of-a-bitch?
Velásquez.
There you are.
"Investigators dumbfounded by clinic massacre".
What do you want us to do?
They want us to call a press conference,
to deny it and calm people down.
- Who does? - The boss.
- We need some time. - We have to give him something.
The truth is even worse than what these idiots write.
We're not saying the truth.
We also need time to invent a new story.
- Do it. - That's not my job, Mazzoni.
Sir, please come with me.
Come with me, please.
Let go of him.
Let go of him!
Out, out.
We know your name.
Your name is Alfonso Velásquez.
We need to know who you are hiding from.
Is there anything at all you can remember?
Don't worry about it.
Where did they find him?
- He came to us. - Marquez.
What's this?
Another roll of film. Take Lagos with you.
Shit!
- Anything on Velásquez? - I don't know, I just got here.
That's okay, Alfonso.
It will all start coming back to you.
Better?
Are they for real?
We don't know.
They're horrible.
Just horrible.
When did he bring you the film?
Yesterday.
At what time?
I don't remember.
It was late.
Did he pay in cash?
And gave me that address.
Any surveillance cameras in here?
Is there anything at all you recall about his face?
I work 12 hours a day, doing the same thing all day.
And?
Our customers walk in, hand me the film,
fill out the forms.
They fill out the forms?
Do they fill out the forms?
- Yes. - I need to see those forms.
Now.
- Is that near the clinic? - Some 200 yards away.
Is that where you hid?
He won't say anything. Forget it.
He just won't say anything.
Dogs.
What was that?
Dogs.
Dogs?
What about them?
- They saved me. - Saved you from what?
>From him.
Who is he?
Stop it.
- He's talking. He almost said it. - Not if you pressure him.
- Mazzoni, I need some backup. - Go ahead.
And?
What do you mean?
When will he be normal again?
I'm sorry. What do you mean by that?
We think he knows the man we're looking for.
I understand that,
but the worst thing you can do is pressure him.
We need him to tell us what he knows.
He will when he feels safe.
THERE ARE NO HEROES.
Detective.
Take a look at this.
We found this in him.
The blood could belong to the killer.
This too.
Take this to Morini. I need his feedback ASAP.
I can't take this.
I just can't.
What hurts you? Where does it hurt?
I'm going to tell you this for the last time.
Put your foot in the water and clean the wound.
That's easy for you to say.
Why don't you do it?
Because you let a dog bite you, stupid.
You know what?
I'm fed up of you treating me like an idiot.
You're always pushing me, pushing me around.
But do you take any risks?
I want you to leave.
Get out.
I don't need you. Get out.
Whatever you say.
What did you find in the warehouse?
>From what Velásquez said, he was attacked.
There were signs of a struggle, four dead dogs, no dead bodies.
Whoever was there escaped, but he's hurt.
How bad?
We don't know yet. I sent some samples to Morini.
- Have a seat. - Thanks.
Could he be our man?
We need to wait to see if he can match the hair samples.
What do we do about Velásquez?
We keep him close and look after him.
Mazzoni,
Velásquez predicted the Klur and Marcos incidents.
We don't know how or why,
but somehow he predicts the killer's moves.
Yes?
We have another body. Her name is Maria Ricardi.
I see.
Finish there, and report to the station.
Alright.
Looks like our prophet isn't infallible after all.
There's another victim.
Maria Picardi?
How do you know that?
Her name is scribbled on the floor
in the warehouse where he was hiding.
It would be difficult to hold Velásquez against his will.
I don't think he plans to escape.
The guy we're after tried to kill him twice,
and he's still out there.
Mazzoni, please.
EVIDENCE.
Renzo.
- Yes? - There's another body.
He yanked his fingernails out, then burned him.
With what?
Electricity.
Why didn't he take his pictures?
It might be a random killing.
Maybe she wasn't alone when the killer arrived.
I don't think so.
He would've just killed him if he was in his way.
But this took a lot of time.
He made him suffer.
He toyed with him.
But why?
- He knew where Velásquez was. - Exactly.
Here you are.
Then do these.
Alright.
- Are you okay? - I'm just a little tired.
You have a fever.
It's just a cold.
I'll call a doctor.
I have some aspirin in my pocket.
I'll take them and I'll be just fine.
- Are you sure? - Yes, don't worry about it.
No, I'll do that.
I'll talk with the supervisor. Why don't you go home?
Alright, thank you.
Coffee, Alfonso?
Coffee?
I realize
what you've been through,
and I hate reminding you of something you'd rather forget,
but we need to put that killer behind bars,
and we need your help to do it.
Alfonso,
I need to know
how you met the killer.
How he contacted you.
Can you hear me?
Come on, Velásquez,
I need you to tell me something.
Give me a name.
Alright then.
Alright.
It'll come back to you.
It'll all come back to you.
Sir.
- Can I talk to him? - Why?
- There's another body. - Another one?
Who is it?
Talk to him.
Who is it?
Velásquez.
Do you know him?
Over here.
You hid over there where he lived?
Not just skin and fat, but muscle tissue.
And that means?
Our friend is in trouble.
I'm sure it's his leg.
Most dogs go straight for the legs.
The pain is excruciating,
especially if it's these muscles.
But he escaped.
Yes he did, because the real pain
is only felt some 10 to 20 minutes after the event.
Could he die?
A painkiller kills the pain, but not the infection.
Those dogs eat garbage.
They carry millions of bacteria in their teeth.
The wound is deep, and close to the bone.
He needs some prescription antibiotics.
Unless our friend is a doctor, he needs one urgently.
Only that way can he stop the infection.
Thanks, Morini. Enjoy.
I can't take this anymore.
I won't be able to take this pain much longer.
You have to help me. Please.
Take me to a hospital.
Please take me to a hospital. Take me to a hospital.
Stop it.
Pay attention.
This is your last chance.
Thanks?
You do as I say from now on, understood?
Yes.
It's either that or nothing.
Please help me. Take me to a hospital.
Forget the hospital.
We'll lower the fever. You're not thinking straight.
One last time.
I'll freeze to death.
Do it.
You don't need a doctor.
Maria Picardi.
Focus your search on the eighties, please.
There she is. Maria Picardi.
She was a witness in the Arosati-Castillo case.
Yes, I remember. It was awesome.
Leandro Castillo was an MD who...
Don't tell me, just get me a printout, please.
Sure.
What do you think?
- It's just a theory. - What isn't?
This is what I think.
The poor guy fails to communicate with Velásquez.
The picture in the papers tells him he's hiding,
and thinks he can cash in on it.
So he calls the cops to see if there's a reward.
But he finds Maria Picardi's name
on the floor, scribbled there by Velásquez,
and logically guesses that he knows Picardi,
and that maybe she would pay to find Velásquez.
So he ends up in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Nice thinking.
Any ideas?
Who me? None whatsoever.
I know who Maria Picardi is.
Arosati was a prostitute.
She was 23.
Leandro Castillo
was the son and grandson of two very prestigious MDs.
He had just graduated
and was about to marry the love of his life,
so his friends threw him a party.
And Maria Picardi?
Castillo was the ideal victim
of what they thought was a very profitable scam.
So the two friends, Ricardi and Arosati,
wanted to make enough to sto being rostitutes.
But Castillo never paid.
It's not that. He humiliated her.
- This isn't all. - That's all I could get.
- You can do better than that. - You're wrong.
Your dad is rich.
I'd have to level with him to ask for more money.
It would be worse for me to tell him.
- Don't fuck with me, whore. - Let go of me.
She would've gone away.
She would've been content with what she got,
but he humiliated her.
Arosati was atient.
She waited until they got married,
until he let his guard down.
She waited until he forgot the mistake he made
by humiliating her.
Until they were married for a year.
And he went after her.
Please don't.
He lucked her eyes out.
Cut off her tongue.
He wrapped new film around her and set her on fire.
The coroner said she agonized for two hours.
Two days later, Maria Picardi went to the cops,
and of course until then,
Homicides had nothing to even start an investigation.
She gave them the suspect, the motive and the evidence.
Everything they needed to get Castillo.
So that's why she died 19 years later.
I think we have a clear profile here.
This is a copycat of high-profile murder cases.
Okay, then.
Anything else?
I have something else. His signature.
I got it at the photo lab.
Let me see.
XL, I mean Velásquez, is a vital witness.
Plus he's psychic. He could help us a lot.
Yes he can, but not at the moment.
Mazzoni is under a lot of pressure.
Mazzoni has to back off a bit.
We're working fulltime. It's not an easy case.
Don't repeat that, Lagos, not aloud anyway.
We need good news.
And there are.
Morini says the dog bit off a big chunk of suspect,
so he'll have to see a doctor.
Have all the hospitals report all males with a dog bite.
What else?
We're gathering evidence, sir.
I see, so what do we do with Velásquez?
Come in.
This is where you'll live for now.
I'll be right next to you.
Get some rest.
- Do they match? - Hold on.
Here.
The problem isn't the paper or the developer.
It's the lens.
Maybe a fungus or a crack.
But he used the same camera.
I'd say the smudges are all of the same size.
It's tough, almost impossible, to find two cameras
with the same fungus, or the same crack,
of the same size,
and in the same part of the lens.
So that's a yes?
Yes.
What a drag!
The same camera?
That's right.
A forensic photographer.
Could the killer be a forensic photographer?
Why not?
That would explain his access to the files,
to the crime scenes and photographs.
And he got obsessed with the photos.
But a photographer would notice the smudge on the lens.
This isn't a normal photographer.
This is one sick son-of-a-bitch killer.
Now I need to confirm
that the photographer of the Arosati-Castillo case
worked in the Pardo-Martino case.
Take a look at this first.
We're dealing with two killers who either work together,
or one with a split personality.
Here he wrote his own name down.
Here he's right-handed.
But then a left-handed person wrote the mailing address.
The right-hand writing
is that of a doubtful and insecure person,
but the left-hand writing
is from someone absolutely sure of himself,
Son-of-a-bitch.
He's trying to confuse us.
Not at all. Both move very smoothly.
It could be two people.
Yes. No. No.
Why not?
The clerk at the photo lab mentioned one man, not two.
It could be a guy with split personalities.
They work like a team.
A part of him is in charge, and the other obeys.
That's possible.
It's easy to identify those forensic photographers.
Just type in each case's code for a list of...
Do it, don't tell me how.
Right.
You should get more sleep. You're very tense.
There you go.
The Pardo-Martino case.
Emilio Ronda.
I knew it. I want that Emilio Ronda file.
Now.
Why Emilio Ronda?
If he worked in 1988, that's 17 years ago,
then he's now about 50 to 60 years old.
What is it, Velásquez?
He's dead.
Who is?
Dead?
So says Velásquez.
Interesting.
Interesting? Worrisome rather. He's never been wrong.
How do you know he's dead?
I just know.
What else can you tell us?
Velásquez?
The exact spot.
You can tell us where the body is?
Where is it?
Out there.
What do we do?
What do you want me to do?
Tell the Secretary of Internal Affairs
we have a psychic who claims the congressman is dead?
I don't need more bodies. I need the criminals.
Get me some leads, proof.
Alright, Mazzoni, alright.
I believe Velásquez. You do anything you want.
So what do I do?
Alright, bring him to me.
Get me Velásquez.
Thank you sir.
Mazzoni is such a pain in the neck.
Velásquez.
Mazzoni wants to see you.
Let's see,
that's a very serious allegation.
We're talking about a congressman.
He's dead.
We need to know if his body
is somewhere out there.
Velásquez, is that where he is?
It's close by.
It's up to you.
Where are you?
He pinpointed the spot. We'll be there in ten minutes.
Hello.
Hello?
No, let me talk first.
They're coming for the body.
I don't know how they found it.
Hear me out.
I want you to go missing.
Okay?
That doesn't matter.
Just do it.