01x00 - Puzzle

[bunniefuu]

Sorry sir, but for withdrawals over euros

you need to ask in advance

euros, now.

One moment.

Hello, Mr. Lenoir
I'm sorry, Mrs. Couton is new.

You wanted to do a withdrawal,
is that right?

euros, now.

Very well, Mr. Lenoir.

Goodbye, Mr. Lenoir

Miss?

Yes?

I don't usually do this but,
I think you're lovely.

Wanna get a coffee?

Yes.

I have one minute.
Then I will be late.

But I avoid coffee,
you should as well.

Roasting creates acrylamide,

a substance WHO classifies
as carcinogenic.

Woah, you talk like a book.

Books don't talk.

seconds.

You're funny.

Do you have a number?

Number?

Your phone number?
What's your deal?

But the chance of me picking up is small

because I never pick up
unregistered numbers.

There, done.

Good day, sir.

Hey, wait.
I didn't write it.

You thought she'd give you her number?
Sir!

She called him sir!

She called you sir!

Did she called you anything?

Lionel Lenoir k*lled himself.

Why don't you get me on traffic duty too?

There's an investigation when
the death is suspicious.

A man setting himself on fire with gasoline
is a suspicious death.

But it's a su1c1de!

You could send someone else!
That's harsh.

He was inventive.
He could have thrown himself under the metro.

You know what I mean.
Listen, Coste.

Try to behave and I may be able to get you out of trouble.

Next time, think before messing up.

I was this close to catching this guy.

That guy was from the European Parliament!

Custody without notice,
a public arrest at the Department.

Hell, Raphaëlle!
Did you think that was ok?

If I'd found what I was after, then it would have.
But you didn't.

I'm not done!
Yes, you are.

Your report on my desk.

Tomorrow morning.

Go!

Can we see the victim better
on other videos?

No, CCTV covers parking spots,
not pedestrian areas.

I can tell you he was alone parking his car
and coming back.

You can check.

That's you?

Yeah, I saw everything on the screens.

I went as fast as I could,
but it was too late.

Nothing is ever what it seems.

What do you mean?

A guy like him. Good suit, good car.
Who could have thought he'd do something like that.

Transfer the footage to the criminal police?

Can't tell me I didn't do my job.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

Is that Mrs. Lenoir?

Yes.

Can I?

Hello, Mrs. Lenoir.

I'm Commander Coste.

I'm sorry about your husband.

Very professional, as usual.

Well, seems to calm her down.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Everything was fine.

Our son is getting married this summer.

Lionel loves his daughter-in-law.

He had plans for his clinic.

I don't understand.

Did he do anything suspicious lately?

Changed his behavior?

No.
Everything was fine.

We spent Sunday looking at ads.

We were looking for a pied-à-terre by the sea.

Well...
There's something but...

No, it's nothing.
It's stupid.

Tell me?

He withdrew money.
A lot of money.

Hey, didn't you investigate the death of a guy
in a hotel room years ago?

Uh... Yes, at Hôtel de Dunkerque,
near Gare du Nord.

Denis Nedry.
A doctor who cut his veins in his bath.

Found by the housekeeper,
in a pool of his own blood.

Like David's Death of Marat.

You sure it was a su1c1de?
Not really.

I closed the case because
I was working on something else.

Do you want a coffee?

Of course I checked.

It was locked from inside.

And no one came into the room
until the body was found.

I checked on the hotel CCTV.

Something about money withdrawal too, right?
Yes.

He withdrew euros in cash the day before.

It vanished.

It didn't seem that strange to you?

Really?

Look...

My su1c1de withdrew euros
before pulling a Joan of Arc.

And we didn't find a cent.
So there's some similarity between the cases, right?

Be careful, Raph.
What?

You'll make enemies again.

When you hear hoofbeats,

there's more chance of them being horses than zebras.

Please spare me quotes from Dr. House.
I'm not in the mood.

No, Dr. Theodore Woodward told that to his students
at University of Maryland in the s.

Don't know him.

Anyway, if there's stripes to be found
you can count on me to find them.

Yeah, I trust you.

And uh... who's Dr. House?

Hello. Thanks.

Hello.
the files you asked for, Commander.

Oh! I didn't think there'd be that many.

The official reports of the procedure.

Alright...

Alain Grant?

Wait!
There's been a mistake!

Miss?

Another doctor who committed su1c1de.

Sorry.
I was handed a file I didn't ask for.

Sorry, Commander.
We'll take it back.

No, I didn't ask for it but
I'd like to take it.

If you didn't ask,
you need to put in a request, Ma'am.

Criminal Documentation is a police department,
not a library.

Ah, well, I'm police.

I know.
But it's not about that.

There are procedures.

Wait! Could I speak to the girl
who brought me the file, at least?

That's not a good idea.

Miss Astrid Nielsen.

How many times do I need to tell you
to bring only what people ask for?

Put this where it belongs and stop being so original.

Astrid, right?

Don't be scared!

I'm not scared.
I know who you are.

You're a police detective.
I have no logical reason to be scared.

- I just wanted to see-
I ask that you don't touch anything

because here rules a complex order
incompatible with your untidiness.

Thank you.

Alright...

My reputation followed me to the Doc.
Martineau told you that?

No, it's not Martineau.

It's your reports.
They're always strangely structured and full of errors.

I have a hard time making sense of your cases.

You know a lot of my cases?

In July of , you investigated
the m*rder in Bois de Boulogne.

From March to August , the Lebrac case,

the next months, the robbery of the Louvres,

- and recently you put a European deputy in custody for-
- Yes, OK.

- I get it, thanks.
- I'm not done.

I asked for the file on Denis Nedry's su1c1de
and you gave me one on Alain Grant too.

Why?

He was a child psychiatrist,
found hanged in his office.

I know the case.

Yes, well, all of France knows about it.

The press talked about it non-stop for weeks.

No break in but euros gone.

I wouldn't have made the connection but now
we can't ignore the similarity between the other two cases.

Three cases.

- The file, not on the table.
- Yes, sorry.

I'm investigating a su1c1de.

A guy who set himself on fire in a parking lot this morning,
in the middle of downtown.

A doctor, like Nedry and Grant,

and each time,
money that disappears without filed complaints.

Grant's file came out on its own when
I saw you asked for the file on the su1c1de at the hotel.

- There is a body of consistent evidence between both cases.
- Oh, why?

What is this?

You can't be here.
Get out before I call security.

- Oh, security?
- Yes, security.

And you... I'll write a note.

I know the director loves you
but it won't always save you, Miss Nielsen.

Commander.

Hey, you shouldn't let him talk to you like that.

You probably found something that
the best cops of the city missed!

- Commander!
- Yes, coming...

You always have another umbrella.

Always.

If it rains, and the first one doesn't work.

You never know.

Laplace came to see me.

What did you tell this cop?

- There is a body of consistent evidence.
- Consistent?

- Between both cases.
- Yes, I know.

But you can't go through these files.
They're criminal cases.

You'll get in trouble one day.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
I'm just worried about you.

You don't always know your limits.

Don't forget what happened last time.

I had a panic att*ck on the street.

You need to take care of yourself.

She works on investigations but you're in Documentation.

She's not like the others.

Astrid, your father asked me to take care of you.

I won't break my word.

I know what you're going to say.
But I can't stop thinking all the cases are connected.

You're pursuing a weak trail again.

There's real similarity between the cases.

Lenoir, Nedry and Grant.
doctors committing su1c1de for no reason

and money disappearing.

It's like the victims acted under influence.

First I was thinking of...

something toxicological,

a kind of GHB

but all the coroner's reports are negative.

- Maybe hypnosis
- Why not witchcraft while you're at it?

Yes?

Raphaëlle?

Yes?

Your son's school called.

- Is there a problem?
- No, don't worry.

You just forgot to pick him up.

- Where's Théo?
- Mrs. Coste,

- We called the father, he's leaving.
- What?

I had an issue at work again.

- Mrs. Coste, we-
- No, I swear...

- It's the last time, I swear!
- Mrs. Coste, please.

Hey! Using your phone while driving,
that's points.

You look very busy so
maybe he should stay with me tonight.

Raphaëlle, you lost custody!

And you're late when you have it.
Unbelievable!

I didn't choose this, remember?

This is not over.

- How are you?
- I'm fine.

You have a lot to tell me, I'm sure?
Come on.

- Love you, dad.
- Love you, son.

Alright!

I am blue, she is red.

Hello?

Commander Coste.

I need to see you,
I have information for you.

Who are you?

It is Astrid Niestel...Nielsen.
I have information.

About what?
About the two cases.

When?
I will come see you at the precinct.

I will come see you at the precinct.

I- I am blue.

Hello?

Hello?

I'll b*at you so hard on w*r of Craft.

- LOL.
- LOL?

When did you start saying LOL?
Hold on.

Ah!
Wait, wait.

Ah, sh*t!
Théo, help me please.

Yeah?

Who's this?

If this is a joke, it's not funny.
Who is it?

Oh, f*ck!

Yeah.

She said "yeah".

She said "yeah",
I don't have "yeah".

What was I saying?

You were saying...

You were gonna b*at me at Warcrash.

But we're doing homework first, OK?

OK...

Homework first, you're right.

Astrid?
What are you doing here?

I came to see you.

You're freezing.
Have you been waiting long?

minutes.

The shift schedule indicates that you should have

begun your shift at : .
It's : .

The shift schedule is kind of informal.
If it's informal, it's useless.

Right.

Come get warmed up.

Yes?

- Entrance is this way.
- Ah.

Here.

It's kind of gross, but it'll warm you up.

I avoid drinking coffee.

You should as well.
Roasting creates acrylamide,

a substance WHO classifies
as carcinogenic.

Your desk is very disorganized.

Oh, it's actually pretty tidy.

There is a body of consistent evidence between both cases

that shows that the common denominator
between the su1c1de at the hotel

and the Grant's case is toxicological.

I thought about it.

But I went through all the forensic reports,
the victims were clean.

The autopsy performed in the su1c1de case was very basic.

And for the Grant's case, the results could have been
distorted by the M. O.

But, there is a body of consistent evidence

showing that in both cases,
the same psychotropic agent was used.

- A mix of scopolamine and atropine
- Oh, hold on!

- Scopomatine and what?
- Scopolamine.

And atropine.

- lamine.
- lamine.

They can be used for criminal purpose.

You saw all that just looking at the files?

There is a body of consistent evidence
between the cases.

Come on, we need to check something.

You're not coming?

You did not tell me where we were going.

I like knowing where I am going before leaving.

I may not have the right equipment.

It is important to have the right equipment, always.

Maybe I do not want to go.
Maybe I do not have time.

I just wanted to check if your thing about...

- Scopolamine.
- Yes, scopolamine.

We don't have anything in the first files, but...

We have a fresh victim.

So I'm taking you to the forensic institute.

- Ah.
- Yes.

In this case I-
I do not have time.

I need to go to the Criminal Documentation.

I am working.
I cannot be late.

Come on, Astrid.

You've been scanning forensic reports for years.

- It has been years, months and days.
- OK.

And you're gonna miss out on an autopsy?

It was not planned.

Oh, well, I'm sorry.
Next time I'll do a written request.

Oh yes. A written request.
That is good.

I knew you'd like that.
Let's go.

Seems that blue is missing...

Doc?

We need to get my su1c1de out of the fridge.

Lionel Lenoir, from the parking lot.

Uh, hello Commander Coste and?

Uh, Astrid Nielsen, from Criminal Documentation.
She's with me.

Alright.

We have good reasons to think our guy was
poisoned with scopolamine before he set himself on fire.

Oh, that's not possible.

I did all the tests, there's no trace of scopolamine,

or anything else unusual.

You may not know that scopolamine attaches itself
to the acetylcholine receptors

directly in the central nervous system.

So it does not show in the blood after less than an hour.
minutes in urine.

So, to recap.
You show up unexpectedly, you tell me to pull a body out...

- And she starts spouting a theory that can't be confirmed
- You are wrong.

It can absolutely be confirmed if you check his respiratory tract.

The drug is mostly transmitted through inhalation.

If the active ingredient disappears quickly from the blood,

the substrate will remain in the respiratory tract.

- The substrate is the support molecule-
- I know perfectly what it is, thank you.

You are welcome.

Did you, uh...
take samples on the respiratory tract?

No, I only did a routine check.
It was a su1c1de.

Do you mind if we check, Doc?

- There is a stain on your coat.
- Yeah, well OK, let's go.

Let's do it.

Let's go. Come on.

The security agent put out the fire in time.
Lenoir's respiratory tract stayed intact.

There was mg of scopolamine inside.

It's more than enough.

We're dealing with a GHB-like drug.

But unlike the date r*pe drug,

the victim remains conscious.

It's like they're deprived of their will.

- They become a kind of...
- Of zombie.

Why are they laughing?

Laugh all you want.
But that's the word the DA used last time.

Last time?

Miss Nielsen drew our attention to a similar case.

We arrested guys who stole nearly
euros from seniors in .

Correct, I worked on that case.

The elderly didn't remember a thing.

But the ATM cameras caught them emptying their account
and giving everything to their aggressors.

And how on earth did you make the connection to scopolamine?
Because there was nothing in the forensic files.

So?
Am I wrong?

Nothing to say, Miss Nielsen?

You're not answering?
Can you even hear me?

I don't think she can hear me.

Miss Nielsen is here as a criminal documentalist.

If you have questions, Fournier,
I'm the one you should ask them to.

No, I'm just saying there's no tangible evidence
proving both victims took scopolamine.

He's right, Coste.
There's no proof connecting the two cases.

We can't open an investigation just like that.
The judge will laugh in our faces.

Astrid!

There is a body of consistent evidence.

- Astrid!
- A body of consistent evidence.

Don't let Fournier intimidate you.

You questioned his Hippocratic Oath,
he just didn't take it well.

A body of consistent evidence.

You're good.

I want to go back to the Criminal Documentation.

It is : , my shift started at : .
I am h late. I cannot be late.

- OK, I'll drop you off.
- No, I will get back on my own.

I am minutes late. I cannot be late.

Goodbye. Thank you.

Who's that girl exactly?

Well, she knows her stuff.

A bit too well, right?

Did Coste stop and assess before diving in head first?

Coste? Assess?

Hey guys, you're awfully comfortable talking about her since she left.

OK, Martineau.
Try digging into this girl, but do it quietly.

Everyone else, stay on your current cases.

Let's wait before we put that on top of the pile.

So...

Illegal practice of medicine,

possession of live animals without sanitary certificate.

Well, that's gonna cost you this time.

Next time you'll think twice before doing your thing.

- OK, Lebrac, I'm taking over.
- It's fine, Commander, I'm on it.

That's an order, Lieutenant. I'm taking over.
Go bother someone else.

Please, ma'am.

million people practice Haitian voodoo.

It's more than "a thing".

It's bullshit.

Sorry?

This report. It's bullshit.

I'll make sure no one bothers you.

And I'll give you the name of someone at
the Health Department that owes me, they'll help you.

In return for.. for what?

Nothing.

Because your arrest is unfair.

However...

If you practice voodoo, maybe you can help me.

Do you know anything about zombies?

Do you want to zombify...

A coworker?

You have the right person.

Don't tempt me.

Come, there's a café on the corner.
It'll be more quiet.

Have a nice day, Lebrac.

Yes?

That girl is weird.

Mrs. Nielsen?

- Yes?
- Follow me, please.

- Why?
- We have some questions for you.

I- I do not have my things.

- I do not have my things.
- We'll get them.

No touching.

Yeah, right, no touching.
Come on, let's go.

Hey, Raph...

I have something interesting on our special GHB.

Do you have a minute?

Listen, don't get upset...

What's going on?

Martineau found elements linking your friend from the Doc to Lenoir's su1c1de.

She went to the parking lot a few hours after it happened.

- What does that mean?
- She's on the CCTV.

They went to arrest her.
They're in the interview room.

- Oh, you're kidding me. sh*t!
- No, Raph, wait.

Mrs. Nielsen, what were you doing at the crime scene?

Mrs. Nielsen, not talking isn't helping your case.

Say something, Mrs. Nielsen!

Why won't you talk, Mrs. Nielsen?

You have something to hide?

Mrs. Nielsen.

You don't arrest someone for being at
a crime scene that's a public parking lot.

- This is nonsense!
- That's not why she's here.

We arrested her because she knew
the victim of the first case, Alain Grant.

- She didn't tell you that.
- You didn't let me finish.

He was her psychiatrist as a child.

He almost put her on antipsychotics after he diagnosed her
as schizophrenic when she was .

It's a motive, Raph.

Commissioner?

The Director of the Criminal Documentation is here.

Mr. Gaillard. Miss Nielsen's guardian.

Where is she?

Confined with strangers...

You don't realize.

Astrid is autistic.

Mrs. Nielsen, what were you doing in that parking lot?

Woo-oh, Mrs. Nielsen!

Why won't you talk, Mrs. Nielsen?

You have something to hide?

Just give me sign.
Can you hear me?

Say something, Astrid.

Say something, damn it.

Mr. Nielsen...

You need to reconsider placing Astrid in an institution.

She's getting better at talking.

I don't know why she persists on keeping silent with you but...

- She's making progress.
- I'm saying this in both of your interests.

Your job is dangerous.

I'm a cop, not a soldier in Iraq.

Mr. Nielsen, you need to get used to the fact that

your daughter will never be autonomous.

No. Of course she will be.

I can see her at home,

I can see the progress. I'm with her everyday.

That guy's an assh*le.

Why won't you talk in front of him?

- Petals.
- What?

petals.

You were looking at the flower?

Last week, it had petals.

You like flowers, sweetie?

Maybe we could get some at home.

- I know since your mother left-
- petals.

Astrid, no!
What are you doing?

I- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault, sweetie.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left these out.

Who's "we"?

What was that, honey?

In the official reports, it says...

"We observe". Who is "we"?

The official reports on crime scenes are always in first person plural.

Why?

Official reports are formal.

Do you understand? They're not trivial documents.

When I write that, I'm talking for the institution.

Astrid had a real exchange.

It had never happened to her.

She started asking him questions about
what she read in the crime scene report,

on the body's disposition,

- blood stains.
- Isn't that a bit morbid?

Not at all. It was technical.

From the start, Astrid understood the forensic aspect of the report.

From that point on...

Her father brought her files from the precinct.

They talked about forensics for hours.

Astrid became insatiable.

Forensics are not only Astrid's gift,

it's probably what saved her.

It's what helped her get out of her solitude.

That's how she ended up with you?

At the Criminal Documentation?

I knew Nielsen very well.

He was a friend.

He asked me if she could do an internship.

Criminal Documentation is an autistic paradise.

She's been there for years now.

She scans procedure files, and by being around them,

she retains details.

No wonder she remembered elements of her psychiatrist's file.

That doesn't make her guilty.

I'm really sorry.

She's in custody, she's involved in a homicide.
There's nothing I can do.

You don't understand, she can't talk in a situation like this.

That's why she wasn't talking to Grant.

Commissioner...

Let me talk to her.

In private.

I can't Coste.
You know that.

Mr. Gaillard is right.
She won't talk in these conditions.

Let me try something.

Give me minutes.

You have .

Thank you.

You can leave us.

The Commissioner gave me minutes with her.

Thanks.

Astrid...

I need your help.

You need to talk to me.

I'm on your side.

You know who I am.

You knew who I was before you gave me those files.

You gave them to me because,

for some unknown reason,

you believed you could trust me.

Talk to me, Astrid.

I get it.

I'll get you out of there.

petals.
Last week, it had petals.

- It had petals.
- You like flowers, sweetie?

Say something, Astrid. Say something.

Cattleya.

Sorry?

Cattleya trianae.

It is a plant, an orchid.

On the internet,
I saw which parking lot the su1c1de happened in

and I went to see if there was
a cattleya where he immolated himself.

Why would there be an orchid?

Because it's the link between the cases.

- I thought the link was the scopolamine?
- I found the scopolamine after.

First, I made the connection with the flower, with the orchid.
The cattleya trianae.

But there was no flower in the parking lot.

So I thought I had made a mistake.

I cannot be wrong. I do not like being wrong.

So I looked for something else.

And that is when I found the scopolamine.

Wait, I- I don't get it.

I know Dr. Grant's case. I know the case.
I scanned it years ago.

And in the vase,

on the crime scene,

there was a cattleya.

So?

So there was always flowers in Dr. Alain Grant's office.

He changed them every week, but they were always roses, roses.

But on the crime scene,

It was a cattleya in the vase.

Let's assume. But at the Hôtel de Dunkerque...

I've read those files at least times,

and there's no mention of any flower,

- or any plant.
- No,

there was a cattleya trianae.

There was an orchid.

In the frame.

The frame above the bed.

They removed my laces.

They took my watch.

I'll get your laces back, Astrid.
Your watch too.

- I want my watch
- It's alright.

Thank you, Astrid.

Thank you.

First, I made the connection with the flower, with the orchid.
The cattleya trianae.

But there was no flower in the parking lot.

Come here. Oh, yeah, yeah.

So our culprit signs their crimes with a flower?

I've seen the footage times, I hadn't noticed.

If Astrid hadn't insisted, we would have totally missed it.

- Proving again that she knows things she won't tell us.
- Enough, Martineau. She told Coste.

Even if we can't see a face on the video, we can tell it's not her.

It's not her gait at all.

We looked at these files like cops.

We needed to look at them differently to make progress.

We'll analyze the flower.
Martineau, let Miss Nielsen go with our apologies.

I'll call the DA.

Raphaëlle, you're in charge of the case.

I'm a man of my word.

But don't screw up.

Commissioner?

I have...

another request.

How is it going, Astrid?

Do you really want to know, or is it a rhetorical question?

I really want to know.

I know what happened today was difficult.

How did you find me?

I'm a cop.

When I'm looking for someone, I always find them.

Why are you looking for me?

I'd like to understand.

Well, uh, hello everyone.

We have more people each week, thank you.

For our Autism, Adults, Friendship meetings,

that, in spite of the acronym,
don't necessarily mean

that autism is an addiction, right?

It-It's starting, Commander.
William doesn't like starting late.

We need to go sit down.

Right, uh...

Who wants to talk about the Mood of the Day?

Me! I'm a disabled worker.

I work in a social center. I do the cleaning.

But I'm sad because I don't interact a lot with my coworkers.

They think I'm ID anyway, so...

You're not intellectually disabled, Max.
You speak languages.

But I speak them all with the same accent.
The "dummy" accent.

The other day, one of my neurotypical coworker showed me
a picture of his baby.

He asked me how I felt about it.

I just answered the question.

His baby looked like a fat, old person,
with a crushed face.

I think it irritated him.

Sometimes it's difficult to understand neurotypicals.

They are touchy people.

We need to learn how to smooth things over.

I don't see why I should adapt.

I am a autistic person,

but it's not a shameful disease.

It's not even a disease.

By trying so hard to adapt, we're risking burnouts.

I suppose we need to find a balance.

My son is autistic.

He's years old.

And uh...

He's still not talking.

I hope with all my heart that he'll have trouble
with the social conventions of his coworkers.

Because it would mean he has coworkers.

- I'm leaving, I'll see you next week.
- Take care.

I'll leave you to it.

I'm also here because I have a proposition for you.

The Commissioner agreed that you could
officially join the investigation.

Not as police, of course but...

As an expert.

You're a sworn member of the police already,
and you know these files like no other.

Are you interested?

Not at all.

It is a source of unpredictable situations.
I cannot deal with it.

The Director of Criminal Documentation is right.

I- I tried. I cannot do it.

Don't let anyone decide for you, Astrid.
You have talent.

And you're without a doubt the best criminologist in the city.

It'd be a shame not to share, right?

And...

- You were right about the cattleya.
- Yes, I am right about the cattleya, yes.

But, you know, you can solve the nine-dots problem
but that does not make you a puzzle expert.

- The what problem?
- The nine-dots problem.

Thank you. Goodbye, Commander.

Good evening!

William.

Diagnosed with Aspergers on July th ,
passionate about computers and trains.

What about you?

I'm- I'm sorry I'm not actually autistic.

Nobody's perfect.

I came to support a friend.

- Astrid?
- Yes.

She's not easy to approach, huh?

I will tell you a secret.

Autistic people are stronger than neurotypicals, but...

They have one Achilles' heel.

Oh? Really? Hard to believe.

I assure you. It's just two words.

Special interest.

Special interest.

Absolutely. Take me for example.
You can talk politics, soccer...

You can try to seduce me with small talk,
I will stay impassive.

But tell me about microprocessors,
that you have information on the Pacific - - G,

or that you want to know the difference
between locomotors and locomotives, then...

It makes me feel something, I can't resist.

Pacific - - G...

It's the Stradivarius of steam locomotives.

- Alright, thank you.
- Well, Astrid's Pacific - - is puzzles.

Jigsaws.

Enigmas.

Multifaceted cubes. She collects them all
and knows their history inside out.

That's her Achilles' heel?

If you want to catch her attention, undoubtedly.

She can't resist an unfinished puzzle.

She can't think of anything else until she solves it.

- I don't know how to thank you, William.
- Very simple. If you know anything about the Pacific - - ...

- Call me, and-
- Thank you, William.

I understand your decision, Astrid.
I won't insist.

What's confusing me is that there's one piece missing from the puzzle.

The stolen amounts are too small for the motive to be money.

There has to be another connection between the victims.
But what?

But I get it. It's not your problem anymore.

Thank you for all your help.

I won't bother you anymore.

I'll find a way to solve this enigma on my own.

Goodbye, Astrid.

- What does it say? You have to connect A to B.
- But no!

- To B.
- Now, cook the onions on low heat.

- Ah, sh*t!
- What is it?

I cut myself.

Be careful, we have an investigation to close.

Talking about injuries, what happened to you?

Oh, this?

It's nothing. A guy at school wanted to pick a fight.

Believe me, he got it!

- He's your son, huh?
- He's a Coste.

Hey, do you know about the nine-dots problem?

Really? You don't know it?

- Everyone knows the nine-dots problem, Mom!
- Yeah.

Explain it to me then.

Ok, there's points laid out in a square and
you need to connect them with only lines.

That's easy!

Go for it.

There! That should work.

Oh, that's not it.

- I'll show you.
- No! I can do it myself.

- No, that's my math notebook, Mom!
- Alright, wait...

You failed.

What about math?

Never mind, it's nonsense anyway.

- So, if I do this... I can't...
- Failed.

Oh, dammit!

Like this...

Come on!

It's grown-ups time!

What's new with you?

- In the love department, you mean?
- Yeah.

Uh, well, nothing.

It's been quiet since Céline dumped me.

It's been years. Don't you think you should move on?

Says the girl who spends her evenings with her coworker.

- Give me that, you'll hurt yourself.
- Yeah.

What did you do to Lebrac?
He was sulking very hard this morning.

Well, I interrupted his interview
and freed his so-called suspect.

- Go easy on him, he's young.
- Yeah, but he thinks like an old guy.

An old r*cist.

So you see, sometimes I restore balance.

- And it even proved useful this time.
- Why?

Because the woman he was harassing was Mambo.

A voodoo practitioner.

- And?
- And she told me a lot.

The mix of scopolamine and atropine, Haitians call it Devil's Breath.
But they're not the only ones dealing with zombies.

In Colombia, for instance, it's called burundanga.

For the Chinese, it's Dragon's Breath.

Even the Nazis used it as a truth serum.

And it's untraceable.
It's made with common ingredients like

seasickness medicine and flower extract.

She was sure about one thing, though.
It's a trick for experts.

Meaning what?

Not everyone knows how to administer it right.

Not enough, the victim is unaffected.

A little too much, they can die or go crazy.

Here you go, it's room .

- I'll leave you to it.
- Superstitious?

I haven't been inside the room since the body was found.

People dying in hotels is one thing,
it's part of the job, but...

A guy in a bathtub filled with blood...

Ok, what are we looking for, exactly?

It was years ago.

An orchid.

A cattleya.

- The m*rder*r's signature.
- Maybe it's a coincidence.

It's a hotel. It's a frame. It's ugly.

- Room needs to be cleaned.
- Yeah.

Ladies?

Commander Coste, criminal police.

- It's for the su1c1de again?
- You're the one who found the body?

- It was me.
- Hm, I remember you.

So it's your statement I read in the file?

Forgive my colleague.
We don't like to talk about it, here.

Apparently, there was a lot of blood.

Of course. Can I borrow your key?
We need to check something in the rooms.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

It's a frame. It's ugly.
But it's not a flower.

Only the victim's room has a frame with a flower in it.

- I don't understand how I could have missed that.
- Because you had no reason to look.

Even the hotel staff didn't notice.

Alright, let's go.

Cumbia Latina.

It's a restaurant that doubles as a shop,
in the th arrondissement.

Specialized in products from Colombia.

It's Astrid, the girl from the Doc.

- There's only one word.
- What is it?

Colombia.

I've always loved coming to the Doc, it's the memory of the police.
And through the police,

of society and the evolution of customs.

It's a real History book.

The other day, I came across the file of the Landru case. Yeah.

- The Landru case...
- Yeah.

Landru... Something about narcotics.

Oh, you're joking.

I am really not good at making jokes, believe me.

A clue.

The Landru case...

- women k*lled, dismembered and cooked on the stove, in the early th century.
- Ah.

- Ah. So you know.
- Early th century. I do not know this case, it must be in the archives.

Criminal Documentation keeps files for years,
then some are pulped, and those

that have an historical value are kept in the archives.

But Landru. Landru!
Even if you don't know the story inside out,

you should know about the Landru case. Surely you do!

Space is not infinite in our memory.

You cannot hoard useless matters,
or you will not have space for important matters.

Well, damn.

I see!

Oh, woah!

I have an entirely visual thinking.

To think on an abstract concept,
I need to give it a physical reality.

Likewise, if I need to remember something abstract in a file,

I need to visualize myself... reading that file.

Okay.

- Explain it to me?
- Yes!

I started with the plant.

The orchid, the cattleya trianae.

This variety is a symbol of Colombia, and it fits with scopolamine,

which is called burundanga in Colombia.

Looking at the pictures of Dr. Alain Grant's crime scenes,
I found this...

On the bookshelf. A travel guide.

On Colombia.

Obviously, for the man who self-immolated, it's-

it's more complicated because his file
is not at the Criminal Documentation yet.

- And it's gonna be poorly written since I'm the one in charge.
- Precisely.

But I managed to find another case where Lenoir's name surfaced.

A doping case, in which he was questioned.

And for which he had to give his medical record.

He used a treatment for malaria recommended by the WHO
for every country classified as high-risk.

- Like Colombia.
- Like Colombia, precisely.

Lastly, for the hotel su1c1de, Denis Nedry, I thought it would be easier
because he has a Facebook account.

But, he did not post any photos officially taken in Colombia.

But look at this photo.
There, look.

In the background, see here? There is a control tower.

And this building with s architecture and brushed aluminum facade,

It is Bogota's airport, without a doubt.
In Colombia.

Must have spent forever on this.

On this exact issue, hours and minutes.

To summarize, I was able to find that
the common denominator between the three cases,

is that they all traveled to Colombia.

- Well, I'm impressed, really.
- We are only half done.

Because now we need to find out
if they stayed in Colombia at the same time.

Oh well, that's easy.

We only need to get in touch with the victims' families
and look at the bank statements from that time.

- Ok, come with me to the office. minutes and it's done.
- No, it will not take minutes.

Don't you want to confirm your theory?

And then I'll let you get back to work.

- Alright.
- Yeah?

Let's go.

- No, it is this way.
- Right! Right...

You need to understand, Mr. Malcolm.
Once we established that the victims were in Colombia at the same time,

it wasn't hard to make the connection with your lab.

Plane tickets, hotel rooms. Everything was under your lab's name.

From October - , our three victims got the same gift from Nosicare.
A trip to Colombia.

Hold on, what gift?

Our company is very scrupulous about what the law allows in this matter.

We organize conventions, not holidays.

- Semantics.
- It's more than semantics.

These conventions allow for discussions on the latest medical innovations.

These events are real progress for research.

In any case, doctors who attended
the convention in Colombia have been m*rder*d since then.

Did anything unusual happened during this trip?

An incident that could explain this m*ssacre?

You know, I've been planning events for this lab for years,

I must have organized thousands of events like this around the world.

It's hard to remember everything.

We need a full list of all the attendees.

I'm sorry, it's confidential data.

Without a proper warrant,

I must deny your request.

Sylvie Lassart, infraction: complaint

Sylvie Lassart.

- Sorry, we should not interrupt people when they are speaking.
- No, please Astrid. Go ahead.

I knew your name was familiar.

I saw it in a file. A r*pe complaint filed years ago.
A complaint that was withdrawn like the other two.

The other two? Woah.

Must have cost you a fortune to buy the silence of all these people.

- Wait, what are we talking about here?
- Three r*pe complaints.

Your employers would love to learn that
their event director's behavior doesn't fit with their image.

These complaints were completely unfounded.

Well, I'll contact the victims and

encourage them to share their views on things.
You know how it is with social media.

Hard to know the truth.

- Have a nice day, Mr. Malcolm. Astrid, let's go?
- Wait!

I didn't think we'd get the names from the convention so fast.

- What we just did Commander, that was extortion, right?
- Absolutely!

And it's thanks to you. You really need to tell me how you do that.

- I'll take you for a drink.
- What for?

Well, uh... To talk! Get to know each other.

But I know who you are.
You- You are Commander Raphaëlle Coste.

No, what I mean to say is, get a drink,
talk about nothing and everything.

No, I don't know. Talking about everything is technically impossible and

talking about nothing means not talking at all.

I want to go back to Criminal Documentation.

- Oh, wait!
- No!

It is too hard.

It is too much energy. Being with you requires constant effort, every single moment.

Are you kidding me?
I always need to walk on eggshells around you.

I though it was possible. It's not possible, it can't work.
I am not capable.

You are too unpredictable.

I understand now why you did not get custody of your son.

Do you ever look people in the eye?

Because that's what you do when you insult them.

Go back to your bubble, and stay there.

I- I'm here!

Wait, when?

Well, it's three months away.

Ok, then. Let's do that. Thank you, bye...

Your new friend's not here?

- You gonna finish that?
- Go for it.

- So? Catch anything?
- Yeah, I did okay.

It's confirmed. We know the connection between all the victims.

They went to a Nosicare convention in Colombia.

- And I have the list of all attendees.
- Nice!

- So, we can assume there's a potential victim in there?
- Or a perpetrator.

What are you going to do?

We need to call them one by one.

- Gotta be methodical, there's of them.
- ?

No, Raph, don't look at me. No.

Come on!

- No! I'm telling you, no! And- no.
- Who else can I ask here?

And doctors! They're the most unreachable people on the planet.

I just got my ophthalmologist. He put me on hold for minutes.

I can't with Vivaldi's Four Seasons, you know?

- Thanks!
- Ok, methodical. I'm starting at the bottom.

Nine dots, with only fours lines...

This thing's impossible.

What did you get?

Classical.

Romantic.

Waltz of the Flowers, Tchaikovsky.

- And what did you get?
- I don't know.

Johnny Cash.

Must be a progressive doctor.

Medical clinic here...

Hello Miss. May I speak with Dr. Thierry Rex, please?

I'm sorry, the doctor is doing a consultation.
Can I take a message?

It's Commander Coste, from the criminal police.

Dr. Rex might be in mortal danger.

Uh... I'm putting you through.

It'll be quick.

Hmm, alright.

How many were you on the boat?

Alright, thank you Doctor, uh... Mosson.

I'll contact you if necessary.

- Hey, they're all a bit tight-lipped, no?
- Not surprising.

Cartagena isn't exactly famous for its cultural attractions.

Prostitution is legal there, and if you ask me,

the discreet promise behind the Nosicare convention was...

Come without your wife, you can have fun.
No need for a sandwich when there's an all you-can-eat buffet.

Some participants told me they had to register with a Nosicare guy

for any off-the-books activity.

- Yann Malcolm.
- Quite possibly since he's the one who supervised the trips.

And he gave me the list of attendees pretty grudgingly.

It's not on the company's network we need to look.

It's on his personal computer.

- It'll take forever to get a warrant.
- Who said anything about a warrant?

Raph!

- Your shoes.
- Ah.

Thanks.

I know someone who'd love to see that.

Uh, I'm sorry. I offered you juice but I'm out.

Oh, no problem. I'm good.

So, if I understand correctly...

The goal would be to remotely get inside Yann Malcolm's computer

to search for a possible file he might have deleted at least years ago.

That's right, William.

What is it?

Uh...

What's wrong?

- It's technically impossible.
- I thought so.

It's technically impossible so that makes it terribly exciting.

Oh!

There's something you should know.

Yann Malcolm could find out someone tried to access his network remotely.
Maybe he installed an alert notification software.

- It's a risk I'm willing to take.
- Awesome!

- Oh, I need to call my son.
- Oh, yes?

Yes, it's a*t*matic. We call each other at : every night when we're not together.

- A kind of ritual.
- I'm familiar.

Of course.

Hello, honey?

I've got it. I- I've got it!

Sorry, I-
I'm sorry, I-

- I fell asleep, I-
- No, don't apologize, no.

Lack of sleep leads to higher damage to the cells of the cerebral cortex

through a mechanism of oxidative stress.

Thank you, I'm good.

- I had a stupid dream.
- Dreams accelerate brain maturation,

by simulating reality.

Dreams are to life what flight simulators are to flying.

A way to train without any danger.

- Coffee?
- Yes, gladly.

- Sorry, I have as much coffee as I have orange juice. Water?
- Yes, good. Thank you.

Tell me, when you do sleep?

Rarely at night.

Here, I have what you wanted.

Oh, great!

So, what does it say?

Lenoir,

Nedry, and Grant

registered for a sea excursion on October , .
The day before the Nosicare convention ended.

They were only three?

No, look closely. Supervisor.

Y. M.

Yann Malcolm!

- seconds, I need to make a call!
- Yes, go ahead.

Nico? It's Raph. Get this!

I got confirmation that Lenoir, Nedry, and Grant went on a sea trip.

And their supervisor was Yann Malcolm.

All three are dead, except him.

Nico...

I think we have our culprit.

But we need to hurry.

My friend told me Malcolm has an alerting system.

- He should be pretty surprised when he wakes up.
- "My friend".

We have to get him first thing in the morning at his place.

Okay.

Great! Awesome! I don't know how to thank you.
Thank you so much!

- Thank you!
- You- You're welcome.

- I'll call you?
- Yes, yes, of- of course.

"My friend".

No, no. It's getting too tough for me.

But if you could tell Hélène…

No, she's not with me, she's with her mother in Brittany.

Don't go into detail, ok?

Just tell her I'll write soon to explain everything.

No, no, I'd rather not tell you.

Anyways, I'll have to lay low for a while.

Dammit.

Hello, sir.

Hello.

No, it was nothing. It was the cleaning lady.

Alright...

See you later, buddy.

And thank you again.

He's on the rd floor, where's the team?

- They're - minutes out.
- Damn. We don't have time, it's too risky. Let's go.

sh*t. A cattleya.

- f*ck.

Mr. Malcolm? Mr. Malcolm, it's Commander Coste!

We know each other, remember?

We can help you.

We're going to talk...
Calmly, okay?

Don't move!

Commander Coste, criminal police.

A man is about to throw himself out a window.

There you go. Stay calm. Don't move, okay?

We can help you, okay?

We're going to fix this, okay?

Hurry. Send help.

, Rue Chabrol.

Okay... easy.

Easy. Easy!

No!

sh*t.

He's still breathing!

- You look like hell.
- Ligier keeps hitting a wall at Malcolm’s.

no signs of forced entry or struggle. And on top of that,

I just lost my main suspect.

Come, I have something to cheer you up.

- You know I don't drink at work, Commissioner.
- Better than that, Raphaëlle.

Raphaëlle? When you call me Raphaëlle, something's up.

Come.

Mister European Deputy in person.

- This time, I swear, I had nothing to do with it.
- I know. He was issued his indictment by the judge himself.

- What happened?
- We received documents proving you were right all along.

He won't get out of this easily.

Who sent the documents?
- An anonymous source.

But the papers were in an envelope from the Criminal Documentation.

Astrid?

Astrid, hi.

I was wondering if you'd have lunch with me?

I am very sorry, but that is impossible.

I know you're the one who sent the documents.

This guy in custody, you can't imagine what that means to me.

I wanted to thank you,
and then I'll leave you alone, promise.

You do not understand.

Someone is in my seat.

I cannot eat in the cafeteria if I am not in my seat.

Yes.

Excuse us, I think you're in our seats.

Well, it's not like there's no room.

Precisely, you have all the room to go sit somewhere else.

Forget it, it's the freak's friend.
She must not be all there either.

The freak, as you say, is too modest to tell you to go f*ck yourself
and that she couldn't care less about your opinion.

Get lost.

Excuse me.

- Astrid.
- This is my seat.

Thank you.

Better to not piss me off before lunch..
When I have low blood sugar, I'm irritable.

And it's a great seat, I get it. You're far from the noisy refrigerators and

the icy AC, and just in front of the window for the light.
I would've taken the same one.

I am very sorry, Commander.

Sometimes, I say things without thinking of their meanings for others.
I should not have mentioned your son.

I shouldn't have talked to you the way I did.

I do not live in a bubble.

But it's true that my day-to-day is very organized,
and it is really important for me, all these routines.

Because it is the only point of reference
that allows me not to lose myself.

I understand.

Only...

Since I came back to the Criminal Documentation.

I've thought of only one thing.

The investigation.

How are you progressing?

We're at an impasse.

- Our last crime scene remains silent.
- A crime scene.

A crime scene.

Forensics should still be there.

Would you like to take a look?

Commander Coste.

Commander Coste just offered to let me to tag along on a crime scene.

And I fully intend to say yes, willingly.

Don't forget your second umbrella.

Enjoy your meal.

In case the first one does not work.

Astrid?

Restricted area.

You have my permission, Astrid.

Yes. Astrid Nielsen from the Doc.

She's only here as an observer.

Yes, just as an observer. Only to observe, without speaking.

Something wrong?

Your method is not strictly consistent with standard procedure.

I can see three violations already, at least.

- Thank you Astrid. We're gonna let the man do his job, alright?
- Alright.

- Just to observe.
- Yes.

The victim was seated there when they received the zombie powder in the face.

Wait, how does your friend know that?

You're right, we found traces of scopolamine on the couch.

Barely visible to the naked eye.

- It is not because of that. It is because of the cushions.
- Sorry?

The cushions.

They are all fluffed as if someone had cleaned them.
Except those.

Dad always tapped on the cushions to clean them.

And we can clearly see that the couch has been moved, the carpet is out of place.

He must have gone through here.

To go open

the window.

And he must have stumbled a little as well.

We're on the same page.
We didn't see it that way, but it's right.

Wait. The guy was on his couch?

He must not have been suspicious when the other approached him.

He knew his assailant?

There is something here too, but I do not want to say it.

Yes, say it.

There is dust on the table on the left but not on the one on the right.

- That's crazy. How did we not see this?
- Because you weren't looking.

Don't worry, you're not the first one she does that to.

It is weird. The person who cleans here is not very conscientious.

When you dust on the right, you also dust on the left.

Or maybe... They stopped to do something else.

You think his cleaning lady was the one who assaulted him?

I think it's a good strategy to get close to your victim,
and hang a frame with a cattleya in a hotel room.

What?

Like in the Hotel de Dunkerque.

Here.

There was fifteen people working during the incident.

Florès. Violetta Florès. That name was in Malcolm’s phone.

- She's Colombian, I think.
- Colombia. Colombia.

You bumped into her, she's the one who found the body.

A hardworking, serious, impeccable girl.

- Before last night, nothing to complain about.
Last night?

Yes, she asked me for her severance without warning.

- I had to reorganize this morning, she left right away.
- Thank you.

Goodbye, sir.

I'm sorry, Astrid.

The police don't like it when foreign diplomats poke around
in their business, but I got the information you asked for.

There's a complaint under the name of Violetta Florès.

- Against her?
- No, filed by her.

The facts go back years.

- What's the complaint about?
- Miss Florès claimed her sister was r*ped and m*rder*d

by four men who took them by force on a pleasure craft.

French, doctors apparently.

According to her statement, her sister resisted.

Then there was a struggle with one of the assailants,
leading to her sister's neck being broken.

The men then threw her sister's body overboard while she was still alive.

Wait. They did all that, while Violetta Florès was there?

As she said in the declaration,
Miss Florès made it look like she had thrown herself into the water,

to hid under the tarp of the lifeboat.

It makes sense.

Her declaration is specific enough to be taken seriously, no?

It's difficult to impute motives to the Colombian police.

Her sister's body was never found.

And a prost*tute filing a r*pe complaint, you understand,

they're capable of doing a lot to scam money from tourists, including

inventing stories. We see that every day.

And at this game, it's rarely the tourists who lose.

- Did she give names?
- Maybe she gave them, but they weren't recorded.

Ah, here, I have the name of her sister.

The missing person.

I'm listening.

Her name was...

Cattleya.

Cattleya Florès.

- Nico, Nico. Tell me you have something.
- We located her phone in the th Arrondissement.

It matches the address the guy from the hotel gave us.
I think it's worth trying,

- maybe she is packing her things.
- Of course, it's worth it. I don't want to miss this chance.

Everybody? Listen carefully.
We're going to arrest Violetta Florès at her house.

Be careful, she may have accomplices,
she's already k*lled people and another is in the hospital.

Nicolas, you go warn the DA.

Come on, hurry up guys!
She's gonna slip between our fingers dammit. Hurry up!

Yes, sorry. I'm sorry, I tend to get carried away in certain situations.

Oh, sh*t.

- Oh, no.
- Is there a problem Commander Coste?

Maybe not.

Either there is a problem or there is not.

Maybe there isn't.

Hello, Madam. I am here for young Théo Coste-Rougier.

Obviously, I brought you the papers.

A proxy certificate signed by the mom, notarized in a police station,

an excerpt from my criminal record, clean,

- and my identification card.
- Thank you.

Oh, Auntie! So cool that you came!

I am Auntie.

- My identification?
- Here.

Thank you, Madam.

- Bye.
- Goodbye, Madam.

- Bye, Théo.
- Bye.

Mrs. Florès, open up! Police!

Mrs. Florès, we're coming in!

- You hurt yourself.
- You know, you don't have to be so formal.

- You're an adult.
- Yes, maybe, but I prefer to be formal with everyone so I am sure I do not make a mistake.

- It's a good idea.
- That is nice of you to say.

- So, the booboo?
- I had a fight at school.

It is not good to fight.

I know. I mean, they b*at the crap out of me.

It turns out that it's not cool to have good grades and years ahead on the others.

But... You won't tell Mom, right?

I will not say a thing to Commander Coste, but you should tell her.

I don't know.

Mom looks tough and all, but she isn't.

You couldn't tell when she swears, but I know.

She tries to hide it from me, but

I can see that she cries sometimes.

You know, Théo, I have always been on my own.

But I discovered that sometimes, people like us
need people like Commander Coste to help us face certain situations.

And even better if we can help them in our own way too.

You're nice, Mrs. Nielsen.

I'm happy you're working with mom.

You'll be able to watch over her when I can't.

That is nice.

But it was just this once. I do not know if we will do it again.

But it'd be nice.

Yes, it would be nice.

Ah, Mom! Did you know that the first puzzle in history
was invented by Archimedes?

- It’s called the Stomachion.
- Awesome!

Théo told me that you are having trouble with the nine-dots problem.
We started from there.

I see. Théo, you’re gonna wait for us with Nicolas, okay?

I talked to my Colombian counterpart.

He read me your complaint.

You are…

years old, right?

Is it my young age that surprises you?

I was when they forced us to embark on that boat.

Cattleya was barely .

Before that, I had never had sex with a boy.

And those guys were very drunk.

They were on a rampage.

My sister just wanted to protect me.

When you say you never had sex before,

- excuse me, but I need to know-
- It’s our adoption custom.

Virgins are worth more money.

Is it because the local police didn’t follow up on your complaint
that you came to France to do justice yourself?

I couldn’t let those bastards get away with this.

But I didn’t know their names.

One of them offered me a cigarette when we embarked on the boat.

He gave me his matchbox

and there was a name on it.

Hôtel de Dunkerque. Paris.

- You came to France because of the matchbox.
- It’s not because of the matchbox!

It’s destiny!

The Lord wanted to give me a lead to my sister’s assassins.

I got hired at the hotel.

And then one day, the man with the cigarette was there.

When I saw him, right in front of me...

Drugged, he gave me the identity of the three others.

But their faces,

they’re engraved here...

forever.

You weren’t afraid that they would recognize you,
working for the three others?

They only knew me as a whore,

they met me again as a cleaning lady.

In both cases, they didn’t look at me.

To them, I was an object at their service.

- She’s being imprisoned.
- She's in house arrest, waiting for her trial.

The precious reports you like so much will be given to the justice.
Thank you, guys.

- It’s only after her trial that she will be judged guilty or not.
- I know the law, but this woman, after what she has been through, is also a vic

- We can’t deal out justice ourselves, otherwise it’s a mess.
- And Yann Malcolm, do you think he is going to answer for what he did to Cattleya

He’s in intensive care at the hospital. I’m going to make a strong case,
but after that it’s in the hands of the Colombian police.

- Things aren’t black or white, Astrid, do you understand?
- Not really, no.

Raphaëlle?

I would be very happy to help you for the file against Malcolm.

Thank you, Astrid.

- Yoohoo.

Mom? Can we have a sushi night?
- I don’t eat raw fish, but I like the “M ” menu with the brochettes.

Thank you again, and welcome aboard. – Raphaëlle

- I did it to make you happy.
- Thank you, Astrid

You’re welcome. But I do not understand the point of this.

Sometimes, neurotypical people are weird. You are surprising.

There is no point in paying for something you could have at home,
in a very noisy place where you're very poorly seated.

But do not take it the wrong way, it is not personal.
But truly, I do not understand the reason behind it.

Well, it's to talk, to discuss.

Ah.

You could maybe tell me about jigsaws?

- Why are you so passionate about jigsaws?
- Puzzles.

- I prefer the word puzzle.
- Ah.

- I prefer puzzle because jigsaw, when I picture it in my head, it is very violent.
- Ah. Indeed. Yeah.

My main area of interest has always been and will always be criminology/.

But you understand, talking to people about the various stages of decomposition of a corpse,
or how the shape of blood stains can help detectives, fo

- It can scare them.
- It is scary.

Astrid?

Puzzles. They are weird, but not scary.
Puzzles are not scary. Let us say that in society, it is more accepted.

What I love above all else in about puzzles
is that they force us to see things differently.

We get blocked on a problem because we always look at it the same way.
Though, you just have to-

to shift by degrees. You have to force yourself
to consider it another way to be able to solve it.

You have to think outside the box.

Something is wrong.

- That’s it!
- That's it.

- That’s it!
- That's it.

Think outside the box. Wait.

There.

. . . . . . . . .

I go outside the frame.

And here.

- Here is it!
You solved it.

- Yeah!
- Oh! It’s a cloth napkin-

No, it is the nine-dots puzzle.
She solved the nine-dots problem.

The dots are not aligned.

Where? In the plate?

Do you want me to send it back?

- The dots?
- The plate, Astrid.