His wife filed the report this morning.
He is nowhere to be seen.
He's an MD.
He got a home visit.
The forensic photographer Emilio Ronda
was in all the copycat crime scenes.
Where is he?
He died.
Then there's the buyer.
The mysterious guy that bought the equipment.
- So what'll it be? - Everything.
Six snapshots in a row.
This one is urgent. Very urgent.
He'll come looking for you and Marina.
I don't want the cops asking me about dogs,
and stuff I don't get.
Don't you dare threaten me.
I have samples of the killer's blood and hair.
I'd run DNA tests on Ronda's son.
What's your name?
Maria.
Maria?
The last one is a congressman who is close to the Rresident.
A special task force should carry out the investigation
and report to the Secretary of the Interior.
Whatever you say.
I suppose you also ran a ballistic test in this case?
Yes of course.
The bullet in the congressman's head matches the others.
- Who headed that investigation? - Marina Segal.
Get rid of everything.
The files, the gun.
Anything they could use as evidence.
You dug u the body, you idiot,
and buried it elsewhere.
But I didn't call the cos to tell them anything.
What do you want?
Justice.
Justice?
That's an ambiguous term. Justice from whom?
>From my mom's killer.
And what do I have to do with it?
You killed her.
There it is.
Right there.
I suggest that Lagos talk with Ronda, Marquez.
Yes sir.
Hold on.
It will be easier for him to convince the guy,
to give us a DNA sample willingly.
Got it. No problem.
Alright then. Yes?
Alright. Yes?
Marquez. Yes. Hold on.
What's the number?
Okay, thank you.
They found Ramos.
- Where? - In his car, dead.
Shit!
- What are you talking about? - You don't know?
Talk clearly, idiot. This isn't funny.
Okay.
You don't recognize it?
Where did you get this?
It came in the mail,
two months after mom died.
Marina.
I'm your brother.
What a surprise.
Aren't you on sick leave?
I was.
- Are you okay now? - I'm fine.
- I have to go. - Here, they're yours.
And yours.
See you later, beautiful.
So what's up?
We found Dr. Ramos.
Can I go with you?
Sure.
- How's that job going? - I can't do it.
If you don't do it,
they'll be suspicious, and give it to someone else.
It's my face in there,
you bastard.
It's my face.
No, that's a kid's face.
You're a man now. They won't link it to you.
We haven't even started, and it's haunting us already.
No, they have nothing on you,
but they will if you refuse to do it.
So just do it, quickly and efficiently.
Surprise them.
But how can we get out of this? Can we possibly?
I'll tell you how.
When did he tell you? Last night?
I'll get back to you in five minutes.
- Hello. - Good morning.
I need the key to Mr. Achabal's office.
I'm sorry, I'm not allowed to do that.
I'm investigating his death.
Even so, I can't let you in without a warrant,
because Mr. Achabal was very close to...
Call this number.
Tell him why you won't let me in. Go on, that's his number.
You'll speak with him directly.
He is very anxious to know why his friend died.
I need the password to access his email files.
Sure.
Anything else?
Yes, a cup of coffee.
A brother?
I never thought you had a brother.
Me neither.
Did you tell him everything about you?
I'd rather not talk about my brother.
Good morning. How are you?
What now? I told you everything I know.
It's just a formality. May I come in?
I'm listening.
I need a sample of your DNA.
What for?
I can't tell you much, but it's a big case.
A homicide.
I did nothing.
The sooner we run the DNA tests, the sooner we'll leave you alone.
So, may I come in?
I'm no fool, I know my rights.
You can't make me without a court order.
Yes, we do need a court order,
which I'll have in less than an hour.
You're such jerks.
Good morning.
When did you find him?
We got here an hour ago.
A neighbor got suspicious and called us.
Who?
That lady saw the driver leave the car.
Any description?
Nothing we can use to identify him.
- Where was he headed for? - Peraza Avenue.
Thanks.
Look at this.
It's the same date Rueda went missing.
Five-two-four-zero-five.
That bastard!
Yes Mariano?
He won't have a DNA test.
He didn't even let me in, but I smelt something at the door.
The place reeks of antiseptic.
I'm sure he's wounded and he's self-medicating.
We got him.
Don't take your eyes off of him until we get the court order.
And ask Mazzoni for some backup.
Okay.
You see that? He's making progress.
Right.
The treatment is working.
The pressure went down in the entire area.
Send the report to the surgeon ASAP.
- Okay. - Thanks, I'll check on him.
- Stop it. - Just one more.
Stop that and come here.
You did it again.
I'm sorry.
Look.
Her double life.
By day, she's a loving wife, and mother,
a good neighbor and daughter,
but at night, using the excuse
of a fake nursing job, she became a good whore,
a good addict, and a good prostitute.
Some might call this
a horrible crime, a sick crime, a murder, the height of cruelty,
but they're wrong.
It all boils down
to an amazing knack for summarization.
Look at me.
That bastard.
He's way ahead of us.
So way ahead of us.
He's improvising,
and making mistakes.
Such as?
This for example.
Remember that?
- Hi. - Hi.
- Is that the house? - Yes, he lives all by himself.
- What if he tries to leave? - Follow him and call me.
I'll take over in six hours.
It looks good.
But anyway, let's wait another 24 hours
before deciding when to operate.
Yes doctor.
This is the shop that uses the lubricant.
This is where...
...Mr. Ramos lives.
And the abandoned car was found here.
It's about 3.4 miles from here to here.
And 2.8 from here to here.
That's 6 miles.
We know from the mileage meter that he drove 7.5 miles,
therefore he was killed in this 1.2- Mile radius.
That's what we need to confirm.
- Yes? - Gustavo?
Don't call me here, you idiot.
- He went to see me. - Who?
One of those two cops.
What for?
What did you do?
What for?
It's about a murder.
They want a DNA sample, but I said no.
Did you hear me?
Yes, don't worry.
How the hell am I supposed to not worry?
I can't let them pin a murder on me.
There's a co watching the house.
Where are you?
In the street. I managed to slip out.
Are you sure?
Yes, you idiot.
This is what we'll do.
Meet me at this address in two hours.
Russian roulette?
They found cocaine in his system. I found more in his office.
That idiot, if this leaks out to the press...
That won't happen. I cleaned up the place.
There was a second shot.
A nine-millimeter.
What's your theory?
Nothing specific yet.
We need someone to blame and a clean explanation.
I have an address.
Your men are giving the case top priority, we must move fast.
- Go ahead. - Alright.
- Diaz. - Yes?
There aren't any options for whoever did this.
Excuse me?
It's not dead or alive, but mute or alive.
Before doing anything, talk to everybody close to him,
and find out what they know about him.
Alright.
FILM LAB.
SEARCH FOR:
This is a surprise.
Yes, I finished early,
so I brought it to you personally.
See if you...
...think it's okay.
Or if I need to repeat something.
Take your time.
Excellent work.
Thanks.
This guy looks like someone from the movies.
That's right,
but he's very real.
Yes, but,
everything the report says about him isn't true, right?
I saw what he can do.
And trust me, it's much more than what the report says.
He was really here?
Sure.
And that's not all.
We had a little chat.
How I envy you.
Yes, I would so love to have a chat with him too.
To ask him some questions. I'm so curious.
Do you know if there's any way...
...to locate him, or if he's coming back here?
I don't think so.
What a shame.
Why not? Is it because of...?
No, it's just that...
This Velásquez guy...
...had a seizure.
Something in his brain exploded.
He's fighting for his life as we speak.
And from what I heard, he doesn't stand a chance.
- What a shame. - I know.
Are those snapshots back already?
They're done.
- Thanks. - He did a great job.
She's one of the best detectives we have.
I have to go back to work.
Let me know if you hear anything.
You'll be the first to know.
- You owe me one. - I know.
IRolice! IOen u!
IOen u now!
IRolice! IOen u!
IRolice! IOen u now!
IRolice! IOen u!
Finally. I thought you weren't coming.
I'm here.
What's the matter?
I had a rough day.
You think I didn't?
Tell me about that murder. How are you involved?
It doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter?
They want to pin a murder on me.
No they won't.
You'd better talk to me.
Don't make me ask them.
Then you tell me.
What you need to do is hide for a couple of days.
Hide?
I'll be running for the rest of my life.
I swear I don't see any other solution.
You don't see any solution?
You told them everything you won't tell me.
Stop this.
Who do you think you are?
I'm not going down for what you did.
Please don't make me, please.
Is that a threat, you bastard?
Is that a threat? I'll turn you in myself!
Hello.
Hello?
Yes?
What?
You get four blows for every one of hers!
- You're in charge. - Yes sir.
Hi sis, what are you doing here?
Don't call me sis.
You need to smile a little. Being serious makes you look old.
Carlos shot himself. He's dead.
Good riddance.
Is that what you think?
I have some bad news.
Carlos is the kind of dead man that speaks volumes.
So wipe that damn smile off your face!
You hear me?
Okay, okay.
Whatever he has to say, be it much or not,
is all about you.
Get out of here, now!
Good morning. Are you Marina Segal?
Yes.
Detective Diaz.
Can we talk?
About what?
Carlos Fuentes.
I'm listening.
There's no doubt.
It's the same camera.
And the same angle.
Taken from below.
The boy took them.
When were they taken?
According to the film manufacturer,
the negative is between 18 and 20 years old.
How old was the kid?
Eleven or twelve.
Or ten even.
So now he's about thirty.
Who is he?
His son?
I guess.
What do we know about him?
Nothing at all.
Who is this kid, and where is he now?
Suncho. Suncho.
I need you to add 20 years to this face.
Twenty?
Twenty years.
Carlos Fuentes ran a gambling joint.
Russian roulette.
I know that, I investigated him
for about two months,
with regard to several bodies with a shot to the head.
Yes I know.
Good, that'll save us some time.
What do you want to talk about?
We raided the place last night.
Did you get him?
I'm sorry to say he killed himself.
That's a great way to run, isn't it?
If you say so.
Okay, if that was all, I need to go now.
This is Carlos Fuentes' cell phone,
and I just proved your number is in his phone.
But of course.
I approached Carlos Fuentes through one of his customers.
I infiltrated the group thanks to him,
and I guess he got my number somehow.
I guess that's possible.
Did he ever phone you?
Several times,
and when he found out I was a cop,
he started threatening me on the phone,
he tried to bribe me, stuff like that.
One more thing.
When was the last time you spoke?
I don't remember. I would have to lie to you. Sorry.
Don't worry.
We'll get his phone records,
to find out when was the last time you guys spoke.
We could get lucky
and find something to help the investigation.
Exactly.
Good luck, Diaz.
Any news about the court order to get Ronda's son's DNA?
They need more proof.
- What? - They want more proof.
Like what, a confession?
According to the data we have, we work with a 100 yard margin.
Then we draw a boundary around the central point.
The vehicle traveled a distance of about 200 points.
You linked the points.
Exactly.
So if this is correct,
you'll find what you need in this area.
Good. Thank you.
I hope it helps.
- Mariano. - Yes?
- Ronda lives here, right? - Right.
Take a look at this.
That's not within the limits.
Forget the limits, it's not exact.
The difference is only five streets.
This is solid proof. I'm talking to Mazzoni.
Of course I understand.
Yes.
I'm with a detective who is very worried
that a serial killer might get away.
Of course. Yes, of course I know him.
Okay, now you listen to me.
Now you listen to me.
Let me talk to the judge, or I will hang up, call the press,
and make you responsible for the next victim.
Of course.
Yes, Your Honor.
This is more than a mere suspicion.
I take full responsibility.
Thank you so much.
Thank you.
Bring that animal in.
Any news?
He hasn't left the house. Marquez.
This just came in from the court.
Ronda!
This way.
Ronda!
Shit! He scaled the roof.
Shit!
Don't cry. It's not your fault.
Yes it is.
I killed him. I killed him.
You killed him,
because they wanted to compare his DNA to ours,
and they would've trapped us.
So stop crying.
I'm not crying for him.
For whom then?
His dad.
He loved him.
And we killed him.
I told you so, while we were getting more proof
for those damn bureaucrats, he would get away.
I told you so.
Those damn bureaucrats will take your job away.
I'm not waiting. I'm getting that bastard.
I'm going to have his face all over the media.
You'll do nothing without my okay,
and get me some proof if you want an arrest warrant.
What happened?
What did he say?
He wants proof, more proof.
We have nothing without Ronda's son.
We need his DNA.
Not exactly.
We have the killer's DNA.
We can prove he's Ramos' son, right?
Of course.
Lets get Ronda's father's DNA.
But he's dead.
Exactly.
You're not thinking...
I am.
Tonight.
What's so funny?
Are you with me or not?
Sure.
So we eat before or after? No Chinese.
After.
Good choice.
I've been waiting for you.
Give him the money.
- I opened the casket. - Give him some more.
I lighted some candles.
It's the third one.
Shit!
What's on your mind?
I feel sorry for Velásquez.
Here you are.
It's a match.
Ronda's son is our man. I'm telling Mazzoni.
I'm searching the house.
"The manhunt is on for Fernando Ronda".
Move it, move it.
Move it! We have a job to do!
This is like a beehive.
Of course.
The entire department is obsessed with this killer.
But he doesn't look like a killer.
Appearances are deceiving.
Who is he?
The son of a dead forensic photographer.
Can you believe it?
Did Velásquez lead them to him?
He can't even walk to the toilet.
No, a DNA sample did it.
The idiot left hair and blood samples everywhere.
So they compared his DNA to that of the killer?
It wasn't his DNA that got him.
He fled before we got a sample.
So what did they do?
We all have dads, right?
Didn't you tell me his dad had died?
It was Marquez' idea.
He opened up the casket to get a sample.
Right.
I need to get back to work.
Sure and just remember, you never heard a word of this.
He dared...
...to mess with the dead?
That bastard Renzo Marquez!
It was him.
Calm down.
Take it easy.
Now that they let their guard down,
we'll finish our work,
and when they discover their mistake,
it will be too late, so calm down, okay?
Yes, I'm okay now.
Flowers?
I took him flowers.
Don't cry. You're such a pansy.
Calm down.
Take it easy.
Because time is on our side.
Remember.
An eye for an eye.
And a tooth for a tooth.
A blow for a blow.
I swear that bastard will know what hell is like.
I swear to God.
A tooth for a tooth.
A blow for a blow.
I'll destroy him.
An eye for an eye.
A tooth for a tooth.
A blow for a blow.
He will know...
...what hell is like.