It's called the "strappado".
A form of torture used during the Inquisition.
Victims were hung by the arms until they confessed.
Well, we know it can't be Claude or the girls.
The witch-hunt continues. Same symbol, shaving, cuts...
Same blood type too. A negative.
See? It's about the blood. Is it a common blood group?
Seven percent of the population. That's one in fourteen.
Statistically, a one in 200 chance of finding two in a row.
THE CRIMSON RIVERS
THE INNOCENTS
Again, no witnesses. The victim's name is Yaëlle Destières
Sixty-seven, widow, from Saint-Germain-en-Laye...
One daughter in Brittany. No link to the first victim.
Except the Revitalization Plus program.
Then that's two things in common.
The answer must lie in this place. -Yes.
Okay, Detective. Then I will... -Yes, good.
How am I supposed to work without a computer?
Use your instinct, like a regular doctor.
You'll get more time with your clients.
No one leaves without my consent.
What about my reservations? -Take a guess.
The two victims were in the same program.
They also share the same blood type.
Who has access to such information? -I can vouch for my staff.
Why don't you do transfusions?
Your thesis shows they work.
Because it's too invasive.
You'll see I prefer a gentler form of medicine,
now that you have access to the medical records.
But there's one thing I don't understand.
You've met the "visionaries" in our village.
Why are you not interrogating them?
Just let us do our job, okay?
And let me do mine. -Do you know this woman?
No.
I don't leave the clinic much.
I have little interest in these people. -Yes, we know.
Do you know they're breaking their backs being exploited by you?
I'm not forcing them. They need to pull together.
What cannot progress, disappears. It's the law of evolution.
It's people's existence. -It's humanity's existence.
Just look at my patients' records.
Who doesn't want to live to be old and in perfect health?
What for?
In any case, regenerations will soon be the norm.
Those who forgo them will have to accept their choice.
Does I8 or 1.8 mean anything to you?
Anne-Claire Le Bars noted this in her lab book the day before she died.
No.
If it's a villager, how could he know the victims' blood types?
There must be an accomplice. -We've checked everyone.
Shall we start again?
What the hell is the shared blood type about?
Another blow to the head.
Actually, two. The first didn't knock her out.
Her insides are good as new, just like the other one.
As for the rest, same motive, same punishment...
Tied up, shaved, cut, the symbol...
But not exactly an execution. The heart gave out.
Our killer's determined, but not in control.
Just like us. Did she also lose a lot of blood?
Yes. A little less than the first, but yes.
Do you have the files on Claude and Le Bars?
Yes, they're here.
The lab director was AB negative. The rarest type.
One percent of the population.
Her cancer was leukemia, cancer of the blood.
The local fortune teller is O positive.
No trace of the potion in her body. -What's in the mixture?
It mainly consists of salvia divinorum,
"sage of the diviners".
The plant comes from Mexico and is similar to LSD.
It's not even registered as a narcotic in France.
Might as well enjoy it. -What are the effects?
Hallucinations, euphoria...
In high doses, loss of consciousness and memory.
Her mixture is particularly strong.
Stop it!
Hello. -Hi.
Feeling better?
Would you mind stepping out? I'd like to talk to them alone.
Of course.
That okay?
Yes.
So...
How did you find out about Claude?
My cousin told me about her.
For me, my sister.
She told me the witch had some really strong stuff.
Right. And then?
So...
We went over to try it.
At first, she gave us her mystic jibber-jabber.
We didn't say anything. And then...
It was good shit, her stuff.
Yes. And your sister and cousin, where are they now?
They left. We all just want to get out of here.
Do your parents get high too?
We'd know if they did.
Only our mothers visit Claude anyway. She's like a god to them.
Our dads... They kind of pussyfoot around it.
"I don't really believe, but go ahead, you never know."
Ever seen Clinagen patients there?
No.
Okay.
They always said they were staying at each other's.
We just didn't see it. I don't know how it went this far...
I told you to stop seeing that madwoman.
All this witchy nonsense...
Superstitious crap. -Right.
Wake up, why don't you? She's your daughter too, you know.
You okay?
It'll be okay.
We took samples of all Claude's potions to send to the lab
What do we have on her? -Claude's a nickname.
Her real name's Claudine Kercq.
Before becoming the village witch, she was a care assistant.
Looking after the elderly? Maybe she met one of Vialle's clients?
Clinagen clientele are hardly in need of palliative care.
And she quit years ago, why start this now?
Because it would help us out! -Yeah.
Let's get those medical records.
Yep.
Clinagen has two client categories.
Those who pay a lot, and those who pay more.
A lot more? -Ten times more.
The two victims were in the second category.
Is that category Revitalization Plus?
Yes. Also, two months ago, the cost of the program doubled.
Thanks. -Due to a "revaluation of results".
What sets this treatment apart? -Not much, by the looks of it.
Slightly better rooms...
Meals are the same, but three times the price.
All costs are inflated. It looks fake.
Any mention of I8 or 1.8?
No. And no blood transfusions.
How many clients are in that program at the moment?
Two, but they left yesterday.
They didn't finish the week. Apparently they had work emergencies.
Work emergencies? At 80 years old?
They were aged 67 and 72.
My bet is that Vialle told them to leave.
She knows something. But it'll take more to make her talk.
All right, we've been over it all.
Jesus.
There's a lot of former clients.
Even the prosecutor's mother is in there.
Probably why he denied access.
Yeah, personal interest over general interest.
Good work, Bastien. Well done.
What's Claude saying? -Not much.
Unless you're into "crossmodal perception".
Shall we extend custody? -No, we don't need any card readings.
Plus, no one's pressing charges to avoid court.
Let her go. It's fine.
You can go.
Shall I come with you? -It's fine. I'm used to it.
To what?
Being the witch when it suits people.
Bastien, get eyes on her place from tonight.
Don't let her out of your sight.
Okay.
There she is. -Look who it is!
You're not welcome here! -Get out!
Move it, you bitch!
Whore! Get out! -Piece of shit!
DIE
WITCH
WHORE
You okay? -Yeah. You?
Yeah, bit stressed.
Me too. Are there cops at yours?
Yeah, it's annoying.
Meet you at the stadium? -Yeah, sure.
I'm going out. -Where?
Where I want. -I don't think you understand.
You don't get to go where you want anymore.
Take your medication.
I don't want your pills. Move!
Lydie!
Need a hand?
Whatever. I'll go out the window like Maya.
You want to go out? Then help me in the fields!
You okay, honey?
I'm exhausted. -Sit down. I'll finish up.
I love you, Mom.
I love you too, darling.
I've made matafan.
It's a local specialty.
How's your daughter? -She's okay.
She's sleeping. She finally took her meds.
Good. -Bastien's still not answering.
I bet he's sleeping on the job.
It stinks.
Shit...
Oh, Jesus.
Tied up, same symbol...
Looks like our murders, not revenge.
I shouldn't have let her go. -You couldn't have known.
Where's our guy?
Come on, pick up damn it!
Oh, shit...
Yes? -Bastien, where are you?
I don't know...
I don't know what happened. I was watching the place...
Where the hell are you? -I... I...
I'm locked up somewhere!
Somewhere? -I don't know!
Inside a sort of... box.
It smells musty.
Oh, shit. I'm in the boot of a car!
I'm sorry.
A steaming, now a grilling... -Yeah.
At least we know she's connected.
I wish we'd found out differently.
And there's no clear link to the other victims.
But it's not the girls or the parents. They were all at home.
So was Ronceaux. Ambroise was at the bar.
We found this open.
She was sticking needles in herself when the killer came in.
That stinks, Bastien!
"Malleus Maleficarum". Any ideas?
It was the reference text used during the witch-hunts.
Could our killer have used it? -He certainly knows the protocol.
It's in Latin.
"Summis desiderantes affectibus".
What does it mean? -Well, if I remember correctly...
"Desiring with supreme ardor". -That's what I was going to say.
Sure. It was written by Pope Innocent VIII.
"This text preceded the Malleus.
A way to torture by the book." -And for the love of Christ.
That's very important. -Listen to this.
"After launching institutional witch hunts,
Innocent VIII had the first ever blood transfusion.
As his health declined,
he underwent transfusions from three 10-year-olds
to give him a second youth.
The boys died, and he followed soon after."
What was his name? -Innocent VIII.
Remind you of anything?
I8... You think Anne-Claire got a transfusion from a kid?
And she knew the risks.
Hence the cryptic reference in her book.
Vialle almost fully drained her donor mice
for the blood transfusions.
If she tried the same with children, chances are they died.
Same is true for Anne-Claire, if she was weak.
That would make Vialle a murderer.
It makes sense, using kids' blood to regain youth.
Maybe she never stopped?
If a kid had died recently, that would explain the revenge.
We need to look into it.
Bastien? -Yes?
Can you go with him? She'll explain! -Okay.
Well?
Is that rust? -Yes.
It must have been on something metal. I've also got many hair samples.
It's seen a lot, this thing.
What a mess.
Claude had a mattress on her truck.
Maybe to move the kids once they were unconscious.
Why? -I don't know.
But her blood type doesn't match the first two victims.
Did you find anything?
Six recent deaths of minors. Nothing suspicious at first glance.
And in Anne-Claire's time? -Two, just before she died.
One car wreck and one heart attack, a girl of eleven.
Gabrielle Abermas. Absent father, sick mother. She was in a home.
Actually, I have those two autopsies here.
Gabrielle was AB negative...
Like Anne-Claire. -Let's check it out.
Detective, I wanted to say sorry for what happened the other night.
Don't worry, Bastien. We both messed up.
Gabrielle returned very tired from a sports tournament.
She had overexerted herself.
Hence the heart attack that night.
She had a heart murmur.
Sorry, this way.
What exactly are you looking for?
Do you have her file? -Yes.
Thank you.
She was blind? -Yes.
We take in many children with disabilities here.
We have a good S.D.S.W. network. -What's that?
Sorry, Student Disability Support Workers.
We social workers speak in acronyms.
Is that a bit like a care assistant?
Yes, they were the same thing until 2014.
Do you know this woman? -Let's see.
Yes.
She's certainly aged, but yes.
This was the woman looking after Gabrielle.
And her mother too, by the way.
Please be aware, my client is also a victim of the murders.
This custody only makes things worse.
Of course.
How did you know Claude?
I've told you, I don't know that woman.
You're lying and you know it.
And Gabrielle Abermas.
Did you know her?
No.
Listen, I don't know why you've dragged me here
to answer these questions, but I have clients waiting.
Two of those clients are now dead. They may not be the last.
So, Ma'am, not only will I hold you for 48 hours,
I'll also shut your establishment
for obstructing the investigation.
I'm sure that won't help your case.
It's in your interest to help us.
I would like to speak to my lawyer, alone.
Think she'll talk?
No
But she thinks we'll leave her alone if she feeds us a little bit.
My client wishes to make a statement.
She asserts that the facts are time-barred
and asks that no minutes be drawn up.
She does indeed know Claudine Kercq.
They met at the University of Lyon.
How?
Claudine attended lectures but was not enrolled.
She was already interested in herbal remedies
and those sorts of things.
She approached my client when she learned of her research.
Then one day, she brought her a bag of blood.
AB negative blood, to transfuse the lab director.
She told her the blood had been gained lawfully.
Which, of course, was not the case.
Of course.
And Anne-Claire's heart attack was unrelated to this?
I never said that.
She was weak, she couldn't take it. But she knew the risks.
As for Claude...
She was a loner. She saw I was popular.
I think she was looking for a mentor.
She wanted to do me a favor.
After Anne-Claire's death, I cut contact.
And she ended up here because...?
What she does is not my problem.
Doctor, we know you're lying.
"I8".
It refers to Pope Innocent VIII.
Anne-Claire wrote it. She knew it was a child's blood.
Blood that you ordered from Claude.
From a blind girl with a mother too sick to protect her.
Now Claude's dead it's easy to speak for her.
The blood of children.
Or, as you call it, Revitalization Plus. Right?
Is that why it's so expensive? -I won't dignify that with a response.
In any case, my lawyer worded my statement wrongly.
I won't be signing anything.
We've got the mattress analysis.
Some 20 different DNA samples.
Some old, most burned off, but we found the girls.
So Claude was taking them somewhere to have blood drawn?
Yes, but where? We need proof.
The prosecutor's freaking out.
I'll call him back. Got the blueprints?
Yes.
Let's see.
Thanks.
We already searched the first floor of the clinic.
When's this from? -2006.
That's after Vialle took over?
Do we have an older one?
I asked the building permit department.
Yes? -I haven't opened it yet.
What are you waiting for?
Okay, here it is.
Great, thanks.
So...
Here.
The basement level's missing.
By order of the prosecutor. You know his mom.
Yes, it's here.
Find me a way in here, guys.
There must be a button or something that opens it up.
How do we get in?
While you're humiliating me like this? -Camille, release her.
Thank you.
What are you looking for? -We've found it.
Detective! I've found something. Looks like a digital sensor.
Well, how does it work?
I don't know. -How does it work?
Move. -Don't touch me!
I'm not your dad.
Open it.
There we have it.
I've never seen that before.
Don't take me for a fool.
Let's go.
Transfusions are too invasive, huh?
I was just two or three years away from a breakthrough.
You don't know what you've done.
Neither do you, Doctor.
You abused your power in the name of science.
You not only took huge amounts of blood and plasma from these girls,
but also stem and epithelial cells
to inject into your clients to flight cell aging.
How far did you plan to go?
We found exactly the same at Claude's.
Was she in a program too? -Yes.
I guess even mystics fear getting old. -Is that why she helped you?
And because she was guilty of the little girl's death.
A heart murmur? I don't think so.
How do you not leave marks on the girls?
There are places it doesn't show.
I'm a scientist, not a witch.
I use girls of the same blood type because it's efficient.
I collect stem cells because they have a very high regenerative capacity.
You are responsible for two murders.
Three if we count little Gabrielle.
I strongly recommend you help us.
There are no donor names on your lists.
Just a code before each client.
The same code is by the names of the two victims
It's an A negative donor, which rules out the girls at Claude's.
So there are six recent donors, not five. Who's the last?
Who is it? -I don't know.
I never knew the girls' identities. That was Claude's job.
I would tell you.
I've nothing left to lose.
Can you get off our backs?
Right, listen...
this is what they took from you, okay?
As well as your blood.
There were six in your group, not five.
Who's the sixth? Where is she?
Girls, this isn't the time for silence!
So it's true? -What's true, Lydie?
What Romane said.
A month ago, we all got high
and she said she woke up in a sort of lab.
With Claude, Vialle and two patients.
Then she went back under. -You didn't believe it?
No. How would we believe something like that?
We thought she was lying to try to turn us against the clinic.
She said Vialle was killing us all,
turning women against men, treating us like livestock.
She wouldn't stop, it was annoying.
She was like another Ambroise.
Well, maybe she was right.
Not about that.
She's pissed off because her mom ran off with a Clinagen guy.
It totally destroyed her dad.
She's a weird girl
It was Claude who made us bring her.
Yeah.
She needed A negative blood.
Where's Romane now?
At the bar. She's the owner's daughter.
Where's your daughter?
Out on the moped with her boyfriend. -Where's her room?
Up there. -Very well.
Right, okay...
THE CHANCE TO BE REBORN AT LAST
Niemans. -Yes?
Her boyfriend's the one we chased near the stadium.
That was just before the second murder.
I bet he was waiting to take Romane to Clinagen.
When did your daughter draw all this stuff on the walls?
Last month.
It just took over her.
She lost control.
I didn't know what to do.
What's this?
That's my razor box.
She took it from me because I attempted suicide.
After her mom left.
Ah, shit!
What is it? -She told me to take her to Clinagen.
To kill Vialle! She took my moped and left.
She's completely lost her mind!
She fled Clinagen on the moped, heading to the lake!
She attacked two employees. Good job Vialle's in custody.
Otherwise the Grand High Witch's time would be up.
After Claude and the two clients, she's the only one left.
Something snapped when she woke up in that lab.
Shit.
Romane! -Romane!
Romane! -Go on, find her!
I feel really sorry for the kid. -I know, Camille.
She's waking up. -Anesthetic. Thank you.
What's wrong? -Don't worry, Ms Destières.
Is everything okay, Doctor? -Yes, Ms Dervie.
Don't worry. It'll all be sorted in a minute.
Ordeal by water.
Used to convict witches back in the day.
The guilty would float, while the innocent would sink.
She reserved the final act for herself.