Come on!
- What's your genius plan this time? - Just wait. We're going to be rich.
Voilà! What do you say to that?
- What do you think it is? - It's a dog.
Wrong. It's walking gold.
Have you lost it? Are you into dog fighting now?
Dog fighting? Come off it.
- Now what do you think? - What the hell is that?
- I stole him from the cops. - Are you trying to go back to jail?
I'm not going back to jail. This dog sniffs out drugs.
- So what? - You know the old parking lot?
Where the dealers and junkies hang out?
Exactly. That's the plan.
We take the dog over there and sniff out the dealers' stashes.
In 2 hours, we're loaded.
We just have to be discreet.
Let's go. It'll be empty now.
Right, real discreet.
Shut the hell up.
Come on.
See? He can smell the party.
He wants some.
I knew we'd find something.
Go on. Sniff it out.
- Where's he going? - He's on to something.
Good boy.
It's here, I can smell it, too. Find it.
Find it!
Move it.
What the hell are you doing?
- Oh shit. - Get out of the way.
Shit.
What now?
THE CRIMSON RIVERS
THE CHILDREN'S CRUSADE: PART I
Hi, Leo.
Hello?
For God's sake.
Hello.
- Looking for something? - No.
I usually catch what I'm looking for.
That's not the best way to meet a guy.
- No one's here for us. Let's go. - OK.
- Commissioner Niémans? - That's me.
I'm Officer Gandolfi. Colonel Mariotte sent me to pick you up.
- This is Lieutenant Camille Delaunay. - Pleasure.
It's such an honour to work with you. I've studied your cases and...
- Shall we go? - Of course.
Want me to take that? No? OK.
- I'm parked outside. - OK.
Can you brief us, Gandolfi? The prosecutor didn't say much.
The hand was discovered Friday evening by two boys
using a stolen police dog to sniff out weed.
It was sent to the morgue, which is where we're going now.
Do we know the boys?
Benjamin Lemaire and Rachid Benjaoui. They're small-time thugs.
- They were horrified. - That was 4 days ago.
What's the status? Have you checked the hospitals?
They haven't admitted anyone with a severed hand.
And there haven't been any reported disappearances or deaths.
Is that all?
To be honest, the investigation hasn't really started.
- Why not? - Lack of time. We're swamped.
With what?
I asked you a question, Gandolfi. With what?
I'm not really authorised to discuss it. I...
Right. Pull over. Stop the car!
I'm listening.
It's in the papers.
We're looking into a series of murders.
Three women have been killed in 3 months.
- Under what circumstances? - Well, horrible.
Listen, Gandolfi, you're really starting to piss me off.
The killer shoots to injure, then rapes and mutilates them.
Finally, he puts a bullet through their hearts.
Any suspects?
You'd have to talk to Colonel Mariotte.
- All right? Can we go? - Yes, we can go.
You go ahead. I need to make a call.
- Hello. - Prosecutor, it's Niémans here.
I'm calling about the murders.
That has nothing to do with your case.
I'm not used to being brought in for nothing.
Nothing?
A child's hand has been severed, and you call that nothing?
Of course not, apologies.
It just seems odd that you didn't inform us of the other case first.
In our department, serial murders take priority.
Commissioner, read between the lines.
I'm not in the mood for riddles.
Now that you're there, you might as well help out. But be tactful.
- So you're putting us on the murders? - Absolutely not.
I'm counting on you to lend your expertise. But try to be subtle.
Subtlety isn't exactly my forte.
It was found in good condition,
which means wild animals hadn't gotten to it yet.
- There are wild animals in town? - It's common around here.
Wild animals often raids the bins.
How long had it been there before it was found?
I'd say less than 24 hours.
Hello, doctor.
You're sure it's a boy's hand?
The bone structure clearly indicates a boy between 12 and 15 years old.
The wrist was severed in a single cut, either by an axe or a powerful blade.
No one has reported similar injuries or missing children.
- Could the victim have left town? - It's unlikely.
If he survived the injury, he wouldn't have gotten far without treatment.
He's probably dead by now.
What was the victim's background?
He was Caucasian. Why?
- Not North African? - No.
Could he have already been dead when the hand was cut off?
No. Based on the vascularisation of the flesh, he bled profusely.
He was alive when it happened.
If they're not animal scratches, what are these marks?
They're old wounds. It seems he'd been abused for years.
The X-rays also showed fractured finger bones,
meaning he beat others up, too.
What about the women? The serial killer victims?
- You mean the Dawn Killer? - Is that what he's called?
All three women were killed at dawn on their way to work.
I didn't do the autopsies.
Are you working that case too?
Thanks, doctor.
Thank you.
Run the prints through the main database. Maybe he has record.
Since he's a minor, we'll need permission from the juvenile court.
- It could take days. - Better get on it, then.
Ladies and gentlemen, calm down, please!
Form an orderly line against the wall. Thank you.
Collect all their IDs and tell them to wait.
We can't hear ourselves think in here!
- Colonel Mariotte? - Are you the team from Paris?
Yes. Commissioner Niémans and Lieutenant Delaunay.
The prosecutor called me. I'll find you an office. Follow me.
- Can we speak for a moment? - No, I don't have time.
I realise we're here to look into the hand, but we could also help...
Let me be clear, Commissioner: I don't need you on any case but your own.
Like the Dawn Killer case, for example?
Drop it, Niémans.
I know you're a pro, but we can handle this alone.
Show it to me! I'm telling you, it's mine!
What's going on?
Some journalist wrote an article about your hand.
Now it's the crackpot parade, and that guy thinks it's his.
Stay in your seat!
You've got your work cut out.
I'll give you one of ours to help with witness testimonies.
Officer Gandolfi, I'm guessing?
Officer Gandolfi, yes.
I need to find you an office.
Verdier!
My grandma would tell us to make the best of a bad hand.
- You have a grandmother? - Yes. What did you think?
That I was abandoned in a parking lot as a baby?
Where should I start?
Visit all the high schools with Gandolfi.
See if there are any kids with a history of violence.
Am I questioning the missing-hand brigade?
No.
Focus on the North African community.
What's that about? You mentioned it at the morgue.
The hand wasn't buried. It was left on display as an example.
- I don't see the connection. - Do you know about Sharia law?
Yes, what about it?
If followed strictly, it says the hands of thieves should be cut off.
OK. I missed that one.
I'm going to the local paper. I'll see if the cops can lend me a car.
Are you looking into the murders?
Yes.
I just want to check the facts. You never know...
- The cases may be linked. - A child's severed hand isn't enough?
A severed hand and three murders is a lot for a town like this.
All right, we'll keep in touch. See you later.
- I need a car, Gandolfi. - No problem.
What type of car would you like?
- A mundane one. - Mundane. OK.
GRUESOME MURDER NEAR ROUBAIX
THE DAWN KILLER STRIKES AGAIN
THIRD VICTIM FOUND
Can I help you with anything? Who are you?
Commissioner Niémans.
I was just reading your work on the Dawn Killer.
- Have you been sent as backup? - No.
I'm trying to identify the kid with the severed hand.
Finally. I thought the investigation would never start.
Is that why you wrote the article? You've pissed off Colonel Mariotte.
Screw him.
If you're here for the hand, why the interest in the murders?
- Do you think the cases are linked? - No. Why?
You talk about mutilation and torture, but don't give any details.
I can't write everything.
It's too creepy.
Just ask the local police.
Unfortunately, they're not very cooperative.
Well, first the killer shoots his victims to injure them,
then he violates them with as-yet unidentified objects:
bottles, tool handles, that sort of thing.
He also lacerates their faces.
It all suggests an uncontrollable hatred towards women.
What about the cartridge found at the third crime scene?
One of the policemen let that slip.
But I don't know what the ballistics results were.
And the hand?
You're not up to speed, Commissioner.
Everyone knows where the hand came from.
It's enormous.
It's the only high school in the region.
All the kids in the area come here.
Wait out here. I'll be half an hour.
Lieutenant Delaunay? I'm Carole Fournier.
I'm the head teacher. How can I help you?
I'm from the Violent Crime Unit.
Come with me.
- Are you here about the murders? - No.
I'm looking into the hand found at Roubaix.
Right.
I could hardly believe it when I read the story.
All the local kids come to your school. Is anyone missing?
No.
I would've reported it. We're very strict about absences.
According to the autopsy, the kid had been subjected to violent abuse.
Could that apply to any of your students?
You're ill-informed, Lieutenant.
I think you need to visit a different establishment.
- Where? - St Vincent's children's home.
It's at the edge of the forest.
It's a sort of social project.
They take in children with family problems.
- But it has a fairly bad reputation. - Why?
A number of its kids committed suicide in the 90s.
They found out that some of the people in charge were abusing the children.
There were arrests, a trial.
- The home was closed for a while. - And today?
There haven't been any reports of ill treatment.
But a story like that leaves a lasting impression.
So they could be covering up a disappearance?
Don't put words in my mouth, Lieutenant.
I have nothing bad to say about the present staff.
Thank you.
- Who told you about St Vincent's? - A journalist. You?
The high school head teacher.
I don't know why Mariotte hasn't sent his men here yet.
There are a number of things we weren't told.
Why didn't you say you'd found a cartridge?
I don't give a shit about Mariotte. It's you I'm talking to.
Looks like you need tips on making friends, too.
Right. Come on, let's go.
I'm warning you, I'm not sleeping here!
Then you can work through the night instead.
What do you want?
I'm Commissioner Niémans. This is Lieutenant Delaunay.
- Take us to your boss. - Not with that attitude.
- Sorry? - Ask nicely.
I'll ask how I want. Get out of my way.
What's your name?
- Bruno. - Are you a teacher here?
- Can we see your boss? - Mr Durero isn't here.
He's at a meeting.
- It's quiet. Where are the kids? - Studying.
It's almost dinner time.
Do you know why we're here?
- Do you know about the severed hand? - I read the papers like everyone else.
None of our kids are missing.
- Can we see your records? - What records?
- Attendance, comings and goings etc. - What for?
Hey!
You! What are you doing?
What was that? Come here!
What are you up to?
Go on! Get lost.
What?
All right. That's enough.
Go get some air.
I'll take care of it.
Get up. You're fine.
Where are the archives?
The archives! Where are they?
- Sorry about that. - I know. It's OK.
Have you found anything?
I'm looking.
It'll take time to find out if they're hiding a disappearance.
Niémans, these files are from the 90s.
A paedophilia scandal came to light here in 1992.
I know. I don't see the link to our case.
Some pages have been torn out.
Fourth grade, 1989.
And here too. Fifth grade, 1990.
What the hell is this? You have no right to be here.
Put the badge away. I know who you are.
How come a Paris Crime Squad is allowed to meddle in affairs
200 km from the capital?
We're not Homicide. Do your research.
If you have any questions, ask the prosecutor.
- I assume you're Nicolas Durero? - Yes.
Perfect.
Can we take a walk? It's hard to breathe in here.
Bruno told me why you're here. You're on the wrong track.
None of our kids have disappeared.
The hand matches the profile of your kids.
- What profile? - Aggressive and abused.
- Abused? Please. - We just witnessed Bruno's methods.
You know nothing about life here.
So you won't mind if we bring in a team from Child Protective Services
to take a census and verify no one's been reported missing?
- You want to waste taxpayers' money? - I could ask the kids myself.
But you'll need CPS to send a psychologist.
Every interview must be filmed
and take place in the presence of a specialist. It's the law.
- What happened here in the 90s? - That's ancient history.
A few sick bastards. They were vicious scum who abused their power.
- Were there any mutilations? - Isn't sexual abuse enough?
- Who made the complaint? The children? - No.
Social services opened an investigation because of the suicides.
They punished the guys and closed St Vincent's.
We reopened in 2002 and today our staff is exemplary.
So we've seen.
Could any of those kids be working here today?
I don't know what you're looking for.
One last question:
what's for dinner tonight?
- You don't have two rooms? - No.
This is a restricted corridor. There's only one available room.
- It's fine. We've seen worse. - But just barely.
- Listen, if you want to leave... - What time is dinner?
It's almost over.
Get a move on if you want to eat. There are never any leftovers.
Mr Moustachio's starting to grow on me.
Right.
Top or bottom?
Top.
- Are you coming? - Give me 5 minutes.
Silence!
Come on.
When I pressed Gandolfi,
he said they found a cartridge at the last crime scene.
And?
It was a 7.5mm model, 1929 C,
designed for a MAS 36 or 36/56.
A semi-automatic rifle largely used by French troops in the Algerian War.
There can't be many in the area. What are your thoughts?
I'm sure they're holding back because we're here.
Let's get social services on their arse.
Can you focus on the case, Camille?
I could say the same. We're not here to find a WWI rifle.
- The Algerian War. - Whatever.
We have to find the arsehole who cut off a kid's hand and left him to die.
Are you OK?
I'm sorry. It was a bad idea to stay here.
Leo grew up in places like this.
It's no wonder he hates me.
You need to stop blaming yourself.
Try to get it out of your head.
It's not so easy when he keeps calling me.
But he doesn't talk.
Why not tell him the truth?
He's grown up now. He'll understand.
It stays between you and me.
I'm going for a walk.
Something's going on in the corridor.
What's going on here?
Police!
Stay where you are!
Get out of here.
- You two are real troublemakers. - Right.
And the masked man who attacked me isn't?
I need to go clean up your damn mess and calm the kids down.
- Are you OK? - Yeah, I'm fine.
I questioned all the guards. No one saw or heard anything.
Durero won't let us talk to the kids without a psychologist.
Have you searched the place?
We have to wait for the local police.
The guy who attacked me knows this place well.
He might be one of the teachers.
- Or one of the former kids. - Or both.
He'll be back.
Do you know him?
- He always comes back. - Who?
I can't talk about it. They'll hurt me.
- The teachers? - No, the kids in Sylvain's gang.
Who's Sylvain?
The boss wants to see you.
Coffee?
- Are we burying the hatchet? - Certainly not.
I called Colonel Mariotte.
You have to leave immediately.
You need to explain yourselves to the local police.
Explain ourselves? What for?
You used a firearm in a children's home.
You used force on our kids and went tightrope walking across the roof.
- What about the guy who attacked me? - Who saw this man? You? Her?
- The kids saw him. - You're no longer allowed near them.
An injunction's on its way.
Tell us about Sylvain's gang.
- Who told you about that? - Does it matter?
They're petty thieves.
They're not bad at heart, but they can be hard to control.
- And they make an easy scapegoat. - What do you mean?
There were these thefts in and around Roubaix.
They blamed our kids.
- But there was no evidence. - What was stolen?
Women's underwear... plush toys, trinkets.
All worthless.
- Can we talk to Sylvain's gang? - Absolutely not.
If you want to talk to them, you need to do it by the book.
And you'd be wasting your time. They won't talk.
They're extremely loyal.
Either way, you need to pack your things.
I don't want any more disturbances. Please leave.
Don't worry, angel. Daddy won't hurt you.
Time to get up, Camille. I'll be waiting downstairs.
- Did you sleep well? - What's that?
Reports on the thefts Durero told us about.
Gandolfi dropped them off this morning.
- Does anything stand out? - No.
They just took household knick-knacks. Nothing of interest.
Are the houses close to St Vincent's?
All within walking distance, if that's what you mean.
It was probably the kids. Maybe Sylvain's gang.
Commissioner?
This is Michel Naty from Forensics.
- Have you finished school? - Yes...
Well, I just finished my internship at the training academy.
Our experienced technicians are all busy...
Yes, I know.
Can you wait for us outside? We'll be out soon. Thank you.
What are you doing? We don't even have a crime scene.
We have the hand, so we have fingerprints.
If we can identify the prints from the burgled houses,
we might just find our kid.
That would tell us he was a thief, but not that he was at St Vincent's.
But it would allow us to put pressure on Durero.
I'm sure he knows more about the hand
and the guy who tried to push me off the roof.
Who's doing the prints?
Guess.
Let's debrief at noon.
It happened about a month ago.
They smashed the glass in my kitchen door to get in.
There it is.
Do you need help?
Do you ever clean?
Clean?
Wipe down the windows? Do some dusting?
I live alone, so...
- Do you know what they stole? - Worthless stuff.
A clock, a radio, a knife.
And you didn't hear anything?
I was sleeping. But I know who it was.
- Who? - The St Vincent kids.
They're nothing but trouble.
There are no other troublemakers in the area?
- They're different. - How so?
Just different.
I've got all I need.
OK. Thank you.
To think I was asleep upstairs with my babies.
- Did they steal anything? - Steal?
They did far worse than that.
Look at what they're capable of.
- Are you sure the burglars did this? - Who else?
I found his little body on my doormat the next morning.
They burned him alive, Inspector.
No one followed up on your complaint?
Of course not.
With all these dead women, you think the police care about my cat?
I've got a match.
The kid's fingerprints.
- They match the severed hand. - Where were they?
- On a bottle of paint thinner. - What?
When I heard about the burned cat, I checked all the flammables.
Well played.
- Where's the next one? - Not far from here.
Naty?
- Why did you report the intrusion? - Just to be safe.
- But you're sure nothing was stolen? - I should know.
- Is this yours, too? - Yes.
What's this?
Target holders.
- You shoot? - It's not illegal.
- That depends. What do you shoot? - A rifle.
Can I see it?
- No. - Why not?
Because they stole it, OK? The St Vincent kids stole my rifle.
Why didn't you tell the police?
I don't technically have a licence for it.
It was my dad's. He fought in Algeria.
- What model is your rifle? - It's a MAS 36.
- And it was stolen in late July? - Yes.
When was the first Dawn Killer murder?
August 7th.
- You're coming with us, Mr Gastaigne. - No, wait. Wait!
Hang on a minute! Wait!
I've got nothing to do with those murders.
Yes?
What?
Did you find the cartridges?
Good job, Camille. Meet me at the hotel in 15 minutes.
Don't say a word to Mariotte.
Take the guy's statement, then let him go.
I don't think he's involved.
And, Camille, great work.
Now we have proof that the two cases are connected.
Hello.
What are you doing?
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Wait here.
Are you dumb or was I speaking Chinese?
You shouldn't be here. This isn't your case.
Which case is that?
This one, the murdered women, or the severed hand?
- We believe they're connected. - What are you talking about?
The murder weapon was stolen from a Mr Gastaigne?
You just need to compare ballistics.
We looked into the thefts, but never found a link to St Vincent's.
The prints all came from kids, including the owner of our hand.
But who says they're St Vincent kids?
And you're saying they killed three women?
That doesn't make sense. Kids wouldn't do something like that.
Why not?
- All right. So what's the link here? - I don't know yet.
Have you identified the victims?
Of course we've identified the victims.
Everyone around here knows them.
They're Marion and Paul Pizzetti, 36 and 32 years old.
They live locally in Lannoy. No criminal record and six kids.
How old are the kids?
They're foster kids. It's how they make their living.
What should we do with them?
I suggest you deal with the crime scene and the kids,
and we go back to St Vincent's.
Please identify the bullets in the bodies.
They might've been shot from the same rifle.
I'm going to worm more out of Durero.
Go back to the station and look through the murder files.
See if the other victims had a link to St Vincent's.
Mariotte would've told us.
You found more in a day than they did in 2 months.
Contact Child Protective Services.
See if the Pizzettis' kids came from St Vincent's.
Again, the juvenile court has to authorise...
I don't give a shit, Camille.
Shake everyone up and get something out of them.
That's what you're good at, right?
THE CRIMSON RIVERS
THE CHILDREN'S CRUSADE: PART II
It's not that simple.
- Why not? - Sylvain took off 5 days ago.
- The infamous Sylvain. - Yes.
Gang leader Sylvain Richard. The worst of the bunch.
You didn't think of him when the hand appeared?
I thought he'd just run off and would come back.
And if not, good riddance.
- And the burglaries? - There was no proof it was the kids.
Except for the prints we found everywhere.
Do you know if they're hiding a gun here?
Commissioner, please. If I'd heard about anything like that,
I would've called the police immediately.
- These kids aren't murderers. - Maybe they sold it.
- I have to talk to them. - Out of the question.
I don't want someone like you interrogating them.
What about the masked man who attacked me?
He's a myth.
The kids talk about a man called The Whisperer.
- What does he tell them? - He's not real.
- It's all in their heads. - That man attacked me.
I have to talk to the kids.
There's no point arguing, Niémans.
You need a licenced psychologist. It's the law.
Right. And if I order a search right now?
Do what you want, OK?
Expect a shitload of cops at breakfast tomorrow.
- See you tonight. - Tonight? What for?
Wait here. I'll be right back.
- I need to see Michel Lagorce. - Is he expecting you?
- No, but it's urgent. - Wait. You need an appointment.
One moment. I'll call you back.
- You could knock. - I'm looking into a missing child.
Right.
Fill out this form. I can help you with that.
We already found his hand. His body must be somewhere.
I heard about that. I can help, but...
This kid had a rifle used in three murders.
His friends are still out there.
- I'm sorry, I don't understand. - That's OK.
I just need all you have on St Vincent's.
No.
It's confidential. I can't just... There's a process...
I want to know each kid's background,
where they come from,
their families and what foster homes they've been in.
I want a full list of staff and the history of each teacher.
Then I'm going to give you another list of names,
and you're going to see if they appear in your files anywhere.
Let go! You're hurting me.
You're insane.
What did I ever do to you?
Personally? Nothing.
But I know about people like you.
Now, then. The files.
I... I'll see what I can do.
You'll get them for me.
Now.
We have one witness the cemetery groundskeeper.
Unfortunately, all he saw was a figure fleeing the scene.
We're waiting for Forensics to analyse the scene,
but they're not optimistic.
The autopsies are already underway,
- but not done yet. - He just started.
The coroner called to let me know he thinks
the killer took care to extract the bullets from his victims.
It suggests the bullets could've been used to identify him.
Thank you, Jean Louis.
- Yes? - Could it be another Dawn Killer case?
Let's just say that, for now, we think it likely
that this double homicide is connected to the other murders.
OK?
We're going to receive reinforcements this evening.
Roadblocks have been set up. Now, we'll organise groups
and allocate specific tasks to each one.
Thank you. I'll hand things over to Officer Gandolfi.
Ladies and gentlemen, we're going to divide you
into four sectors: north, south...
What now? I have to call the Chief of Police.
You should at least have something to show him.
OK. Come up to my office.
We need men tomorrow morning. We need to search St Vincent's.
First, sit down. Second, forget about the men.
- I need all my guys. - It's to find the murder weapon.
But we still don't know for sure. The cartridges are being analysed.
We're waiting on results.
What are the chances of there being two MAS 36 rifles in the area?
Niémans, my main priority is the double homicide.
But it's probably the same killer.
- You said so yourself. - I didn't say that.
I have to focus on the most recent events.
Don't you realise what we're dealing with right now?
You have a theory about kids committing burglaries,
stealing a rifle and giving or selling it to a murderer.
But where's the proof, Niémans?
We've identified the ringleader. It's the kid whose hand was cut off.
Durero, who runs St Vincent's, started to talk.
This kid disappeared 5 days ago.
His name is Sylvain Richard.
His prints are all over the houses.
That's great.
- Question his accomplices. - It's impossible.
You know how long it takes with minors.
Make a formal request, and we'll forward it.
Chill out a bit, will you? You two are stressing me out.
Niémans!
What an idiot.
You could've told me we'd identified the kid.
- When? - Shall I show you what I found?
Not right now. Come on.
Come on!
Now can I tell you what I got from CPS?
Go ahead.
I asked if any of the Pizzettis' kids came from St Vincent's.
Two made a round trip.
- What does that mean? - They ended up back in the home.
- Why? - It doesn't say in their files.
I need to get more out of Lagorce, the director.
- How old are the kids? - 8 and 12.
- Is that all? - No.
I checked to see if the three victims had a connection to CPS.
- And? - Nathalie Vuibert, the second victim,
worked at St Vincent's 3 years ago.
But I can't find anything on Sophie Camus or Fabienne del Mora.
Sophie was a cashier, Fabienne worked at city hall. Neither had kids.
Dig deeper. I'm sure there's a connection.
It's this way.
As I've been telling your colleagues all day,
I heard three shots.
So I came out of my cabin.
Once I got to about here, I saw a figure over there.
- Describe the figure. - I don't know.
He was all in black and wearing a hood.
That was when I saw the victims.
What's this?
- A memorial. - They're all kids.
It's for the St Vincent kids who died in the 90s.
But there's nothing buried here.
- When was it erected? - 9 or 10 years ago.
Who paid for it?
Well, actually, we don't know. Everything was organised via post.
Must've been one of the former kids. A tribute to lost friends.
- Did you say three gunshots? - Yes, three shots.
The killer removed two bullets from the bodies.
That means there's a third here somewhere.
Mariotte didn't mention that detail.
- Where was the woman? - She was lying there.
Let's take a look.
- Do you need me for anything else? - No. Thank you.
- Niémans? - Yes?
Good work.
Wait in the car. I need to make a call.
Hi, it's Camille.
I just sent you a picture of a text in Latin.
Can you translate it?
It'd be great if you could find out where the quote's from too.
Can you send it back ASAP?
I'm counting on you.
Yes, take care.
- So, what now? - I'll tell you back at the home.
- The home? - St Vincent's.
- Shit. You again. - Don't worry. We know the way.
SYLVAIN'S GANG
Right.
We're sure about one thing: it all starts here.
Last summer, a group of St Vincent kids known as Sylvain's gang
start robbing houses in the area
under the guidance of this so-called Whisperer who visits at night.
When they bring him a rifle,
the sick bastard goes on a killing spree.
What's his motive?
Revenge. I think he was one of the kids molested in 1992.
What makes you so sure of that?
First, he's shown that he knows this place inside out.
Second, the angle of the shot at the cemetery indicates
he was kneeling before the monument.
I'm sure he organised that shrine.
Then there are the missing pages from the 90s.
He wanted to erase his past here.
But the victims had nothing to do with those past events.
The Pizzettis were a foster family.
Nathalie Vuibert worked here as a teacher.
We need to look into the others. We need the list of kids here in 1992.
Did you ask CPS for that?
As luck would have it, their hard disk blew,
erasing all information on those years.
I asked Gandolfi to bring you the archives from the 90s.
We already checked. The pages are missing. What more can I do?
Check records from the canteen, the infirmary, everywhere.
- Where are you going? - To shake up Durero.
He still hasn't told us everything.
Hi, Leo.
Leo?
Look, if you don't want to talk, fine,
but stop making these stupid silent calls.
Sorry.
- Where should I put these? - There.
Was that your fiancé?
Sorry, that's none of my business.
It was my son.
You have a son?
How old is he?
18.
So,
when did you have him?
I was 15.
He spent his life in homes like this. Nice, eh?
Does he live with you now?
No.
We talk on the phone. Well, he calls me.
But he doesn't talk.
And what about your...
- I mean, his dad? - He wasn't a good dad.
I cut him out of my life.
For good.
OK.
I'll let you work in peace.
At the time, I was still in my hometown, Belfort.
All I know is what I've been told.
It's difficult to tell truth from legend.
Between 1988 and 1992,
there were instances of rape
and sexual abuse of the children here.
The culprits were Cécile Battiston and Jean-Pierre Massier,
the men in charge of St Vincent's
The suicides alerted the authorities.
The inquiry was long and difficult. The kids wouldn't talk.
Eventually, the bastards were locked up.
I hope they're still rotting in jail.
NO ACCESS RESTRICTED CORRIDOR
I checked to see if any teachers were kids here.
The answer is no.
He may not be a teacher, but he was definitely here.
Shit!
Open the door!
Let me out!
Damn it!
Niémans!
Are you OK?
Yes.
Could you identify them?
No.
I have to talk to the kids now.
Trouble follows you, Niémans. The police are here.
I gave my authorisation for a full search.
We found nothing suspicious. All the kids seem to have been in bed.
I woke the prosecutor.
He'll send a psychologist tomorrow, so we can start the questioning.
- Niémans? - Yes.
- Can you take me to my room? - Of course.
Everything will be OK.
I know why they locked you in.
They were looking for this.
Give me the phone, Camille. You need to rest.
I sent the text on the plaque to a friend to translate.
- She's calling tonight. - I'll take care of it, OK?
You need to rest.
- Niémans? - Yes?
I know how we can get the list of kids from 1992.
There was an investigation at the time.
They must've taken statements.
We just need a witness list from the prosecutor.
If the killer is one of the kids, his name'll be on it.
We'll look into it tomorrow.
Come on.
Get some sleep. I'll keep watch.
Thank you.
Hello.
Hello?
Leo, talk to your mum or cut the crap.
Hello?
Good evening. Can I speak to Camille?
This is her colleague, Commissioner Niémans.
Are you the one translating the text?
That's right.
What've you found?
It's a quotation from a late 19th-century novella:
The Children's Crusade by Marcel Schwob.
Never heard of it.
The book is the retelling of a legend
from the 1200s about children who embark on a pilgrimage to Jerusalem.
However, almost all of them perish before they set off.
The crusade is the symbol
of a movement used to revive the spirit of Christ.
- The Children's Crusade? - That's right.
I'll send the translation via text.
- Thank you. - Bye.
Bye.
Hi, Paul.
- Thanks for coming so quickly. - My pleasure.
- Why all the mystery? - You'll see.
- Do you have your gear? - It's in the van.
How long will it take to analyse that?
Give me 2 hours.
Then I'll leave you to it. Call me when you're done.
I've always known you're on the edge,
but now you're flying the trapeze without a net!
Hi, Mario. It's Niémans.
I've got two names: Cécile Battiston and Jean-Pierre Massier.
They're the former directors of St Vincent's in Roubaix.
They were convicted of sexual abuse and involuntary manslaughter in 1994.
I want to know when they got out, what they did next,
their probation officers, their jobs,
current addresses and if they've had contact.
OK?
Get your arse in gear. It's urgent. Bye.
Hello, Niémans.
Psychologists are here, and the questioning is underway.
- Are you keeping an eye on them? - Who?
The kids or the psychologists?
They won't talk easily.
Don't worry, Niémans. We've got it this time.
- Did my friend call you? - Yes.
It confirms our suspicions. Look.
And what suspicions are those exactly?
Don't worry, Mariotte. You focus on the questioning.
Come on.
It looks like we were right.
The murder victims must've been abusing kids.
- I need to see that guy in CPS. - Lagorce.
Yes. We need more on Vuibert and the Pizzettis.
OK. I'll keep looking into Camus and del Mora.
Good.
Has the prosecutor sent the witness list from 1992?
No, I forgot to call.
I'll leave you to follow up on it. Let's keep in touch.
Can we talk?
You can't just barge in like that.
OK. I'll be in touch soon.
Thank you.
My colleague was here yesterday.
- Yes. She basically assaulted me. - That was just for starters.
You're both insane. I'm calling the...
I won't be long.
Do you know this couple?
Yes.
They were just murdered.
Tell me about them.
They fostered many kids. We knew them well.
What was their reputation?
- Not good. - What do you mean?
- Explain. - We were looking into it.
He'd been suspected of touching kids and she... of looking the other way.
Yet you still sent kids there?
The process is long. We'd started removing the kids.
- The two you sent back to St Vincent's? - Exactly.
- Did you know Nathalie Vuibert? - Of course.
- She was murdered too. - Stop screwing with me.
She was a teacher at St Vincent's.
What was her reputation?
Not good either.
Is it your job to protect kids or torture them?
Get off your high horse.
It starts with rumours. We have to check them and find proof.
Anyway, she was let go in the end.
What did she do? Touch kids?
No. She was quite heavy-handed.
A real sadist.
Right.
Do the names Sophie Camus or Fabienne del Mora ring any bells?
- I've never heard of them. - Sure?
Your colleague already asked me.
They're not connected to Child Protective Services. Sorry.
Thank you.
Camille, meet me at the station. This mess is starting to make sense.
- Take a seat. - I don't have long.
OK. I'll keep it short.
Do you remember when the police changed ammunition a few years back?
- Yes. - The old bullets did too much damage.
I was a shooting instructor. Remember?
So you know what happened next.
The state ordered a ton of cartridges: high-performance Speer Gold Dots.
They expand on contact.
I ran all the analyses.
Lead alloy, hollow head, no core-jacket separation.
This is pure 9mm Gold Dot.
The shots were fired by a cop?
They're the only ones with these bullets.
You were right to look into this one on your own.
Thanks, Paul.
Camille?
Oh. Hi, Mario.
Did you get the information I asked for?
No one's seen them since? Neither of them?
Damn it.
I'll explain when this mess is over. Thanks, Mario. Bye.
A civilian could've gotten hold of the ammunition.
Sure. Or maybe they stole your cartridges.
Why invent that scenario when half of Roubaix is in uniform right now?
- The killer is inside your walls. - And the motive?
Revenge for what happened at St Vincent's.
He must've been among those abused in 1992.
- Did the kids talk? - We didn't get anything useful.
- What about Sylvain's gang? - Even worse.
They wouldn't even open their mouths.
- Where the hell were you? - I found the Sophie Camus link.
She gave up a child at birth when she was 19.
Her son's name is Clément Perrein.
- He's in Sylvain's gang. - That works.
But how would the killer know that?
Well,
if it's a cop...
- Why would it be a cop? - I'll explain.
Needless to say, I'm about to confront your men.
- What? - Yes.
Confront them how, exactly?
This is getting ridiculous.
Why the hell would we open it? It's not a tomb.
I just want to take a look. If it's empty, we'll close it back up.
- Camille. We're ready. - Copy.
Gentlemen.
Could you open it up, please?
What in God's name?
Cécile Battiston and Jean-Pierre Massier.
The St Vincent abusers.
The "evil duo" the papers wrote about.
The killer shot them when they got out of prison and buried them here,
under a monument built in memory of...
Up there!
Go!
I've got his location.
Team B! Provide backup! Call an ambulance!
Don't move!
Hands on your head.
That night, as I was going home,
I ran into the kids coming back from a night raid.
- They were already robbing houses? - I had to give them advice.
- Make them stronger. - You became The Whisperer.
I knew they'd find their purpose.
To get the rifle?
When they brought it to me, I knew God had put it in their hands.
- It was time for revenge. - You urged them to kill?
They didn't shoot.
They came with me, that's all.
After the first shot, I'd send them home.
Before the sexual abuse began?
Yes.
That was to throw the cops off the scent.
Fabienne del Mora didn't have a connection to the kids. Why kill her?
I didn't kill her.
Sylvain shot her. He stole my gun and hunted her down.
He had a taste for blood.
He killed that woman
just for fun, it was a game.
It was sadism.
I had to shoot him.
Put him down like a rabid dog.
You cut off his hand first.
That's what happened to thieves and murderers in the 13th century.
Sylvain was no longer part of our crusade.
So I made an example of him in front of the others.
And then, I asked them to dispose of the hand.
Where's his body?
I burned it.
There's nothing left.
How did you manage to steal a police weapon?
I didn't.
I shoot for sport. I have a licence.
- I only stole bullets. - Where did you get them?
As the director of CPS,
I often work with police when kids are involved:
runaways, thefts, fights.
One time, I found a box of cartridges in a drawer.
So using them was another way of throwing us off the scent?
If you say so.
Why risk shooting Niémans at the cemetery?
I'm a Crusader.
I have to protect our Holy Sepulchre.
Take him to a cell.
Thanks.
Are you all right?
- Did it go well? - Where's Niémans?
At the hospital with a broken collarbone.
- Can you take me to see him? - Of course.
OK.
- What the hell are you doing? - I'm leaving.
- But the doctors say... - I don't give a shit.
This isn't my first time taking a bullet to the vest.
- Where's Camille? - Questioning Lagorce.
- What's that? - The documents she asked for.
The prosecutor sent them.
I think it's the list of those who testified in 1992.
The witnesses...
- Shit. - What? What is it?
I'll explain on the way. Grab my coat.
Have a nice nap?
I may have over done the sleeping pills.
What the hell are you doing, Gandolfi?
Camille, I've been thinking about what you told me.
You know...
- Your son, the homes, his dad. - I wasn't thinking clearly.
Don't be embarrassed. It was interesting.
Afterwards, I did some research.
I discovered you met Niémans long before the police academy.
In fact, you met in 2002 when he worked in Narcotics,
and your son's dad, local drug dealer Rachid Zaraoui,
mysteriously disappeared.
You were barely 18.
My God, Camille.
I mean, you were right.
Rachid wasn't exactly a good dad, was he?
More a sort of monster, really.
Just between you and me,
you were right to get rid of him...
for good.
- What do you want? - Can I speak frankly?
I like your story, Camille.
Back then, Niémans was forced to cover up your crime.
He sent you back to high school and enrolled you in the police academy.
That's what you call a second chance.
We're very similar, you and I.
We know the meaning of solidarity.
- Can you locate Gandolfi's car? - Yes, of course.
I'll follow your lead, Niémans, but I need to know what's going on.
There are two names on that list: Lagorce and Gandolfi.
They were both at St Vincent's in 1992.
They're probably still close. Let's go.
They're at an industrial park just north of here.
Michel and I went through a lot at St Vincent's.
They used paraffin as a lubricant.
No, sorry. It's not funny.
It's not funny at all.
He and I...
We've always protected each other.
Solidarity.
What are we doing here?
We're waiting for the station to empty out so we can go back.
- Why? - To get Michel.
Haven't you been listening?
That's why you're here! Don't you get it?
You're my hostage.
Take the next left after the tunnel. We're close.
Your cause is just, Camille.
But nothing can stop us.
Nothing.
I have to pee.
What?
I need to pee.
Go ahead.
Camille? I'm right here.
Stop!
It's the Children's Crusade, Camille.
They'll never let it happen again.
The kids didn't say anything, which worked out best for everyone.
Their part was minimal. The judge will overlook it.
With any luck, they'll be able to stay here.
I'm not sure I'd call that luck.
Hi, Leo.
- What about Bruno? - What about him?
A teacher who hits kids is no teacher, he's a lowlife bully.
So either you fire him or I will. OK?
I have to go, OK?
Ready?
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