最初の200行です。
BORN 11/17/1888 DIED 6/14/1930
Come join us.
Come on, let's sing his song.
Stennes.
Age before beauty.
Comrades, I'll see you outside.
Do you personally want to accompany me outside, Councillor?
On the contrary.
I wanted to take a closer look
at your residence for the coming weeks or even months.
I'll be out of here tomorrow.
For that, people would need to know that you're in here.
Still in here.
What exactly is the purpose of your little mutiny,
Lieutenant Stennes?
I want traitors of the movement to be put up against the wall as soon as possible.
Traitors like you.
If the public finds out what a pervert you are...
you'll no longer be the head of the political police, Wendt.
And I will inform the public.
This condition...
I've long overcome it.
Go on!
Get a move on, gentlemen.
What did Stennes say?
He warmed up some old stories.
That's all.
Happy New Year, Senior.
Junior. To you, too.
- Does it say something? - Read it yourself.
Page six.
"Death came at midnight."
Are National Socialists behind the department store gang?
- What happened? - It wasn't us.
- Who was it? - Two misfits.
- They were on the roof. - Misfits.
One of them fell.
They're blaming us. I don't believe this.
Read this.
This sounds very different.
You're the heroes.
NATIONAL PROTEST MARCH
"Germany, wake up."
- Where did you go afterwards? - Party.
With the comrades. You?
Same.
- Is this your case? - What?
The dead boy. From the department store.
Don't think so. The guys from the late shift will do it.
Did they arrest someone?
I don't know. Want to become a police officer now?
Definitely not.
- When's your train? - In an hour.
Can I take a bath before I go?
Don't you have water at the boarding school?
Only cold water.
POLICE STATION 14 BERLIN-CHARLOTTENBURG
Not in there.
- Who? - The redhead.
She saw everything.
We need to find her.
I'll go to the canal, you to the black market, and you to the shelter.
There you are, finally.
Where's Benni?
There is no more Benni.
The bastards from Station 14 got to him.
- What does that mean? - Benni is dead.
During the burglary?
And what did you take out?
Nothing.
Didn't work out, the burglary.
I don't believe a word of it.
I don't have anything, I swear.
I don't have anything!
Coming back with empty pockets. Who do you think you are?
He's not the first one to croak.
Stop blubbering.
I'm the pasha now.
Yeah, get lost, bitch!
Don't you dare come back here!
Miss?
Dance marathon at Moka Efti! One thousand marks prize money.
Dance marathon! Want to? One week, at Moka Efti. You can win 1,000 marks.
- Lottchen, come here, look. - Do you have a new job?
Dance marathon. You can win 1,000 marks.
One thousand marks?
For the ladies, whoever has the most stamina. Want to take part?
When is it?
In a week, I think. You have time to practice.
- I'll ask for time off. - Definitely.
- The Buddha is wishing you well. - I'll ask him.
And I'd love to dance again.
And with that moolah? We'll do fifty-fifty if I win, okay?
- And if I do? - Seventy-thirty for you?
We'll do that.
Dance marathon! You can win 1,000 marks.
Dance marathon at Moka Efti. 1,000 marks prize money.
- Rath. Very good. - Detective Superintendent.
- Happy New Year. - And to you too.
What did you get up to last night?
Why?
The president wants to see you. It sounded urgent.
- Right now? - No. He's in parliament. Later.
Come on now.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
I am to deliver this to the homicide squad.
- Up there. - Fourth floor.
Thank you, sir.
By the way, there is a new case. The first murder of the year.
- Yes? - I've never been here before.
I might meet someone important.
What the heck? Let's take the stairs.
My doctors says I need more exercise. Come.
"Statements of the officers of Station 14
"concerning a Jane Doe at the crime scene."
Hagedorn: "Well, the redhead."
Kuschke: "No, she's not part of it."
- Do we get to have lunch? - Enjoy your meal.
- Hello, gentlemen. - Hello yourself. We're on lunch break.
- Take a seat outside. - Wait!
I'm supposed to deliver this.
What is it?
A customer found it in the ladies' department
where the boy fell off the roof.
I see. Thanks.
Off you pop.
It smells.
- Who was that? - A footboy from Tietz Department Store.
- What a spiv. - I'll take it to records.
- No, we can do that. - I need to go to pathology anyway.
- Thanks. - You go have lunch.
- Well, we are hungry. - But penal labor in district 14.
- My condolences. - Yes. Thank you, you too.
Same.
Like a drunk, he was sitting on the park bench, sleeping.
Has the dead man been identified yet?
According to his ID card, it's one Friedhelm Oelschläger, 59 years old,
a civil official.
Has the family been notified?
His wife is waiting in pathology for you.
- I see. I'll go back down again? - Thanks for the escort party.
Need to go to the vice squad.
Mrs. Oelschläger?
Come with me.
This is Dr. Schwarz, head of pathology.
I'm ready, you can begin.
It's him.
- Your husband? - Yes.
Friedhelm Oelschläger.
59 years old, in the service of the city of Berlin.
My condolences, Mrs. Oelschläger.
My colleagues are waiting for you upstairs.
They'll take your statement.
To Inspectorate A, please.
What was the cause of death?
First of all, he drank a lot. 2.3 alcohol level in the blood.
And ate a lot.
In his stomach scrambled eggs, butter, bread, caviar...
Malossol, the good stuff.
And all of it in large quantities.
Miss Ritter...
Happy New Year to you.
- Did you have a nice evening? - Too right.
I see.
Lottchen! Good day. Happy New Year.
- Hi, Rudi. To you too. How far are you? - I just started.
It's not easy with a boy who has fallen 15 meters from a roof.
Listen to this. Just before you arrived with Mrs. Councillor...
When was the last time we secluditioned?
- Yes. - About the cause of death.
A precise cut on his throat.
Someone knew exactly how it's done.
Any other marks?
I'm afraid this is the work of an artist.
Fine. Thanks for now.
Male body...
age around 16 to 18.
Head trauma. Various broken bones in arms and legs.
Famine oedemas, which is indicative of malnutrition.
Worms and scabies. So-called street scars.
Must have been homeless for years. On top of that, syphilis.
- Secondary stage. - Why that?
It's almost unavoidable. They're at it like rabbits in the gutter.
The broken bones can be explained by the fall.
But these injuries here...
not so much.
External use of force.
Is that so?
Yes.
- I'd say so. - I see.
Well, I mean...
Yes.
Would you mind if I had a look myself, Mr. Assistant?
Why, of course not.
We will be in touch when we have findings, miss.
Rather than speculation.
Very well.
Charlotte.
- Charlotte! - What?
You need to talk to me.
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