For too long,
the people of China have been denied basic human rights.
Some of you know that I, myself, escaped persecution...
.. but my brother Chang and his wife An did not.
Tragically, she died in prison.
But Chang...
and his daughter Wei are here with us tonight.
There are still so many others who are suffering, like An,
who are behind bars.
Tonight, everyone involved
with us at Lantern Light
is here to say they are never forgotten.
Hi.
I've just left the office.
- When will you be home? - About 20 minutes, I'd have thought.
I'll pick up a bottle on the way. Yeah.
- Love you. - You too.
I should've called sooner.
If I had, maybe...
I mean, whatever's happened --
We don't know anything has happened yet.
Can you think of any reason
why your husband might... leave?
- Of course not. - No problems at home?
Did we row? Is that what you mean?
No more than anyone else,
and he wasn't having an affair either.
It's what you were thinking.
I know all the arguments.
He's an adult, he can leave home,
he can go wherever he wants, except he hasn't.
I know my husband.
I know he wouldn't just leave...
- not like that. - Forgive me, but how?
He has chronic asthma.
He needs this, morning and night.
Xun Li, 42.
Came here as a refugee from China just over ten years ago.
Landlord, philanthropist, and according to his wife,
all-round good guy.
She reported him missing a little after one o'clock this morning.
- Is he minted? - Judging from his house,
- he does OK. - What, so this a kidnap?
We don't know what this is yet,
and until we do, we keep a low profile.
We don't wanna scare them. That's when they'll do something stupid.
How do we know he hasn't done a runner
with some mistress he's got stashed away?
That's a bit elaborate, isn't it?
It happens.
Of course, he might just be dead.
At this stage, all we know is,
he's left his passport at home.
His bank accounts don't show any big withdrawals,
and he's an asthmatic who kept his medication at home.
So all of which would indicate this wasn't planned.
Besides his wife, any other family?
A son Bo from his first marriage,
and a younger brother Chang.
Let's find out what they know.
Plus, Xun's car, we need to track it down.
Also, his phone. At the moment, there's nothing,
so it's either switched off or broken.
Get onto the provider, see who he spoke to in the last week.
Messages sent and received.
- Have you got a minute? - If you talk very quickly.
Er, I've got my board date.
- My DCI Board. - Of course.
Yeah. Spanish Inquisition.
Well, only at the start, and then it gets worse.
When?
The day after tomorrow. Just so as you know.
Well, fingers crossed.
They're gonna throw all kinds of things at you.
Just make sure you're ready.
Yeah, well, I've swotted up on jargon, goals,
operational procedures, and I've made these flash cards.
Do you think I'm prepped enough?
It's a distinct possibility.
Yeah. Good. Thanks.
42 flats in all. Mostly affordable housing.
That's very important to Mr Li,
because of his background, I suppose.
- As a refugee? - He came with nothing, and now look.
How long have you worked for him?
Er, about nine years, the last three as Head of Finance.
I've seen all this grow...
.. seen how hard he's worked.
Sorry.
Who knew Mr Li was gonna be here last night?
I've no idea.
But anyone could've known he was going to that rally.
The Lantern Light demonstration?
He's very involved in the charity. He's on their Board of Trustees.
Is Xun Li under any kind of pressure?
Not that I'm aware of.
Financial worries, that kind of thing?
Not at all. I'd know.
Anything else? Anything out of the ordinary?
There's been a bit of vandalism. Petty stuff.
- Recently? - Last couple of weeks.
Broken windows, that sort of thing.
- Have you reported it? - Some officers came down,
took a statement, but...
said it was probably just kids.
My brother helped when we first arrived.
- Which was when? - Eight years ago.
I came with Wei, my daughter.
After her mother died, there was just us.
- We couldn't stay in China. - Why not?
Me and my wife An...
.. we were in prison.
I was released.
She wasn't so fortunate.
They were teachers, Mum and Dad.
In the village. They weren't important,
but... they believed the wrong things.
Like...?
Not everything the State does is for the best.
The Party isn't infallible, stuff like that.
Hardly the Gunpowder Plot.
They were sentenced to two years.
Mum lasted six months.
Sorry.
It was a long time ago.
When I got out...
.. I knew there was nothing for us there.
Xun had already made a new life here.
So your brother fled China, too?
Before he could be arrested.
He paid for our tickets, brought us here,
put me back on my feet.
Xun saved us. We owe him everything.
She's got flashcards?
Well, you know our Helen.
Never knowingly under-prepared.
- This way, Boss. - Thanks.
You know, she's always had her eye on your office.
Yeah, well, tough, it's occupied.
Until they pension you off.
- What about you? - Me?
I always had you pegged as a future Chief Super.
So did I, once upon a time.
David's always working.
When he's not, he's training for his bloody marathons,
and I want to be there for Isla.
Course.
- When did they find it? - An hour ago.
Thanks.
- You think Xun abandoned it? - Or just never got here.
- Boss? - Thank you.
This says it was open.
Who leaves a nice motor like this unlocked?
He didn't.
Car keys.
Evidence suggests there was a second vehicle.
Reversed at speed...
.. stopped here, and then there was a lot of wheel spin.
So they drove off in a hurry.
Maybe someone even saw something from the trains.
Anyone who was travelling between the time
Xun phoned his wife
and his phone going offline.
So he left the office, walked to the car,
unlocked it when he was close, but before he got in --
Another car comes up, and he was taken.
So what next? A ransom note?
Or a body.
Chang Li thinks his brother's some sort of saint,
but it seems his son doesn't agree.
They hardly speak.
There was a family meal to celebrate Xun's birthday
three weeks ago. Xun and Bo got into a massive row, and Bo stormed out.
What's Bo's story?
We haven't spoken to him. He's not at his flat.
No-one's seen him since yesterday.
We need to find him, talk to him.
Yeah, I know. We're on it.
- Boss. - How's the canvass going?
Nothing from the trains.
- OK. - But erm, we have got this.
It's inside Xun Li's office.
That's him leaving at 9:43,
and we know from his phone records
- he's calling his missus. - OK.
Watch.
That's Xun Li walking towards the camera.
Now watch the car.
- The kidnappers? - It could be.
Number plate's unreadable.
- Is that the best we can get it? - Yeah, with this camera, it is.
OK. Keep at it.
- Mr Li? - Yes.
DI Morton. Have you got a few minutes?
- What's this about? - Your father.
Rachel didn't tell me. We don't really get on.
And your father?
- What's your relationship like with him? - It's... OK.
But you had a row on his birthday.
We disagreed.
About what?
Dad doesn't...
.. approve of me working here.
In a hospital?
I'm a Data Co-ordinator...
for the Trauma and Orthopaedic Department.
But... he thinks I'm a failure
even though what I do is important and useful.
He's ashamed that...
.. I don't earn a shed load of money like he does.
My dad thinks I've let him down
after everything he's been through.
And was that the last time you saw him? At his birthday?
It's not like we're close.
Where were you last night?
At home. On the Xbox.
- Passed out on the sofa. - Alone?
Yes.
Keep thinking he's gonna come through that door.
I mean, he still could, couldn't he?
With some excuse why he hasn't called, or...
.. if he's done something stupid...
.. or wrong, I don't care.
Just as long as he's safe.
That's all that matters. I just want him to be OK.
It's Xun.
Rachel?
Someone's using his phone.
£ 250,00 If you want to see him alive...
Where is she?
Through here.
- How's she doing? - As you'd expect.
Her husband's been kidnapped.
- Any more messages? - One more.
Unmarked, low denomination. Tomor row.
Are we finding out where they were when they sent this?
Already on it.
- Mrs Li. - What's happening?
- We're doing everything we can. - What exactly?
Well, the situation's changing very quickly.
Right now, we have to concentrate on raising the money.
I can raise maybe 50.
And we can get the rest out the business. It's gonna be fine.
How do we know he's even still alive?
They don't want to kill your husband, Mrs Li.
They want to sell him back to you. Hold onto that.
God.
Help! Somebody help me!
Help! Please!
Night-night, princess.
- Love you. - Night-night.
Hey.
- What you doing? - 'Working.'
Did you know that Lantern Light were going after the protection gangs
that target migrants?
They're threatening to name and shame.
I don't suppose the gangs like that too much.
No, so they might want revenge as well as the ransom money.
You called me.
David's out. Dinner with a client.
- Isla's sparko, so... - You're bored.
Just alone.
Well, so does that make me your consolation prize?
- Do you want to be? - Not especially.
Just as well. Who'd want to win you, anyway?
Probably shouldn't, you know...
What?
Call me.
It was a mistake.
- OK. - I thought I was ordering pizza.
- I'll see you tomorrow. - Yeah.
Night.
Yeah. We are. That's right.
We were targeting those gangs.
Offering support to migrants just isn't enough.
Going after criminals is usually best left to the police.
We're simply highlighting a problem.
If it gets you a bit of publicity, that's what?
Just an unfortunate by-product.
This isn't a stunt. These people cause real misery.
And they can do you real harm.
It was Xun's idea. I was against it.
- Couldn't you overrule him? - Not easily.
At first, we offered migrants legal advice,
taught a little English,
dealt with the Home Office on their behalf.
And Xun was one of those we helped, and when we got into trouble,
it was Xun that stepped in and bailed us out.
- If it hadn't been for him -- - You'd have gone under.
We were days from shutting down. He turned us around.
But he wanted to go after the gangs.
Migrants are vulnerable.
New home, new language...
We try to help them set up new businesses,
but then these gangs move in.
Chinese gangs attacking Chinese immigrants.
Xun was gathering information, evidence,
and then we planned to take it to the police.
Did he say why he wanted to do this?
He said we needed to up our profile.
Help raise funds.
But it was more than that.
Going after the gangs, doing good, was like his...
.. mission.
Xun was going after two gangs
that are targeting Chinese businesses.
That's got to put them in the frame.
Who are they? Where do they operate?
Do they know or have links
to anyone who's been nicked for extortion,
or false imprisonment, or have that as their MO?
I'll put some feelers out.
- Yeah, watch and learn, my friend. - All right.
Annie's at the house waiting
for the kidnappers to get in touch again,
so in the meantime... Anything else?
Yeah, forensics are back from the car park.
Traces of capsaicin were found near Xun's car.
Pepper spray.
We traced the mast that was pinged
when the ransom text was sent.
It covers most of Chapel Allerton.
Right, get some bodies down there,
but the smart money is on that being the one place Xun Li isn't.
OK.
Waiting for news is killing her.
You've known Xun a long time.
Since before he met Rachel.
How would you describe their marriage?
I know what you're thinking, but you're way off.
Xun is Rachel's life.
They love each other very much.
Yeah.
What is it?
Money in the bag. The wife only.
Await our call.
- Annie? - 'We're on.'
OK.
Posted yesterday. It went through the Moortown sorting office.
I'll get this and the envelope off to Forensics.
I bought an identical bag for life
and sent the original off to be tested.
Good work.
Not sure I can do it.
We'll be listening to your phone
and we've put a mike and tracking device in your car.
You'll be under constant surveillance.
After you've made the drop,
we'll be watching for the kidnappers to retrieve the ransom.
They'll have to come out into the open, and that gives us the advantage.
We'll be with you every step of the way.
Let's go and get your husband back.
All units, stand by.
Everybody keeps their distance.
We need to make sure the kidnappers don't see us.
Even after the drop,
we let the kidnappers think they're in charge.
She's on the move. Repeat. Charlie-1
is on the move. Silver Mercedes.
She's heading North A61 towards Harrogate.
I say we find 'em and scare the crap out of 'em.
- Just like that? - Yeah. Show 'em who's boss.
And if they panic, kill Xun Li, and bury the evidence?
Who's the boss then?
She just got a text.
Charlie-1 is turning left onto Stainbeck Lane.
- Following now. - Heading west.
Ken, please confirm position.
600 yards back. Standing by to take over.
'Ken, it's all yours.'
Charlie-1 approaching roundabout.
Following. Exiting to the right.
Right, right on roundabout.
She's turning south.
I'm telling you, there's such a thing as over-thinking.
Is that so?
All this psychological crap.
Work the case. Lean on your suspect. Get it done.
Bish-bosh.
You won't catch me over-thinking stuff.
No, I can see that.
Hello. Charlie-1 reducing speed.
Turning right into a car park.
All eyes on Charlie-1 at a distance.
This must be the drop.
Ken, make sure you aren't seen.
The kidnappers could be watching.
Charlie-1 is stationary in the car park.
Another text.
Charlie-1 is out of the car. Charlie-1 is out of the car.
She's getting the money out of the boot.
She's crossing the car park.
She's approaching another car, a red Golf.
Charlie-1 has opened the boot of the red Golf.
She's put the money in there.
'She's getting in the car.
Repeat. Charlie-1 has switched cars.'
Hello?
But...
- Her phone's gone dead. - They've given her another one.
They can talk to her, and we won't know a thing about it.
She's reversing.
They're trying to give us the run around.
Ken, stay with her.
Charlie-1 is now heading north in a red Golf.
Registration, Sierra 186.
Whisky, Oscar, Lima.
Received. Running the number.
Charlie-1 on the City Road, heading back into the city centre.
Repeat. Charlie-1 heading back into the city centre.
She's entering the Trinity Centre.
I'm following.
She's exiting the Golf.
She's going for the money.
Everything's just got more complicated.
What do you mean?
She's got multiple bags.
What?!
Multiple bags, and they're all identical.
Eyes on Charlie-1.
Charlie-1 has dropped a bag in a bin.
She's just dropped another bag.'
What're we supposed to do, watch every bin in the place?
Yes! We need eyes on her and all the bags.
- Annie, I need you to wait here. - What?
Well, they may use the Golf to get away.
- What if they don't? - Well, then they don't.
Update?
Charlie-1 has made a third drop.
We need back-up. What shall we do, Boss?
The money's in one of those bags.
We need to keep on top of this.
Charlie-1's being directed on a phone.
She's being watched.
The kidnappers must be in here.
- Stay with her. - Vince. - Don't lose her.
Vince, watch that bin. Ken, keep following.
I either follow her, or stick with the bag. I can't do both.
What do you want me to do, boss?
We can't contain this. We need backup now.
There's no time.
I'm losing sight of her.
Location, Charlie-1, please.
Charlie-1 has only one bag left.
What? I thought I said to stay with the car.
Charlie-1 is heading to the ladies' toilet.
All units. Stay where you are.
Nobody move. Repeat.
Nobody move until I instruct you.
Annie, report back.
Where's the money?
Which bin has the money?
None of them. It's in the car.
It was always in the boot of the car.
Done us up like a kipper.
- Boss. - Car's registered to a John Flynn.
Address in Bradford.
Get Bradford CID to check it out,
but tell them to be careful. If Xun Li's there,
we don't want them bursting in with their size tens.
In the meantime, circulate the Golf. We might get lucky.
The driver's door was unlocked,
so I put my work phone under the seat.
- They're currently heading out of the city. - Let's go.
They're at an industrial site.
Why didn't you stay put like I told you?
I thought you could do with some extra help.
What do you think the rules are there for, Annie?
The signal's gone.
They must've found the phone.
Vince, secure the car till the SOCOs get here.
In here.
Ken.
Hello.
Looks like someone legged it in a hurry.
They managed to grab some of the money by the looks of things.
- What's that? - Sh-shh!
Back through here. Come on.
Do you hear that?
It's through here.
We're police.
You're safe.
Thank God. Thank God!
Still got fresh motorbike tracks.
Seems they escaped over the fields.
SOCOs are taking a mould now. How's Xun Li?
Mild hypothermia. They're gonna run some tests.
They put five gallons of water down there with him
and 50 individually wrapped cheese slices.
Hm. So starving wasn't on the agenda, then.
No, I don't think dying was either. We found this.
- I thought he'd left his at home. - He did.
He said his kidnappers gave him this.
Who knew he had asthma?
Lots of people.
- Friends, family. - People at work?
Of course.
- How many kidnappers were there? - At least two.
- I'm not 100% sure. - You didn't hear them speak?
They put me in the boot of a car.
We drove, and then, when we stopped --
- They put you underground? - Yeah.
I didn't know where I was at first,
but they left me a torch and...
.. I didn't hear another voice until yours.
And can you think of anyone who might've done this?
No.
What about the protection gangs you wanted to expose?
It wasn't them.
How can you be sure?
Because I'm still alive.
Bradford CID checked out the owner of the Golf.
He says he sold it for 300 quid,
cash in hand, a couple of weeks ago.
- Who to? - He's pretty vague. Some woman.
- Well, that's it? - Bradford Uniform
reckon he must've blown the entire 300 on skunk.
He can barely remember his own name. They think he's legit, though.
- How did she get in touch with him? - Phone.
Callbox. Nothing to trace.
Boss, I've been digging into Xun Li's business, like you asked.
There was a case a couple of years ago.
A heater in one of Xun's flats
was faulty,
and one of the tenants got carbon monoxide poisoning.
Pretty nasty. He went to court, but they lost.
- Name? - Mark Rundle brought the case.
Address in Beeston.
So he tries to sue, fails, and then goes after Xun himself?
Helen, you and Ken, go and check him out.
He's certainly got motive.
Mark Rundle?
- Yes. - DI Morton.
This is DC Blackstone. Can we have a word?
- What about? - Mr Xun Li.
- Can you spare me for a couple of hours? - Now?
I just got a call from a cop shop in Thirsk.
They've nicked Tamsin Richards for drink driving.
- So? - So she wants to see me.
Why would the wife of a villain like Richards wanna see you?
It might be something.
We haven't got the time. Sorry.
- Boss? - Yeah.
Those protection gangs, I've got some intel back.
They're just small-time thugs, but they're both run by this lady.
Wendy Xiao.
Has a legit dry-cleaning business.
Her boyfriend used to run the gangs,
but he was also up to his neck
in robbery, illegal gambling, all sorts.
Currently doing time for murder.
Some bloke tried to cross him and ended up in a skip.
Someone had set him alight,
but only after putting a plastic bag over his head.
- Nice boyfriend. - Yeah.
Seems Wendy's filling in while he's away,
and she has taken to it like a duck to water.
Let's go and pay her a visit, shall we?
He destroyed us.
That's not what the court decided.
It's the truth.
That heater was dodgy.
I told them that at the beginning when they were putting it in.
They said the heater was dodgy
- because you'd tried to mend it. - It was a death-trap,
and he knew it.
I tried to fix it because he wouldn't,
but in court, they tried to make out that it was my fault.
That I was responsible for what happened.
Your wife was poisoned by carbon monoxide
from that heater.
I went out with some mates.
Five-a-side football.
Jenny had gone to bed, saying she felt tired.
When I came home...
.. she wouldn't wake up.
And where's your wife now?
This is Lilly, our daughter.
We look after Jenny together.
Do you live here too?
Over towards Headingley.
Hospital tomorrow, Mum.
Bit of physio. You'll like that.
Need to replace this.
Catastrophic brain damage is how they described it.
She can't do anything for herself.
She just lies there with tubes going in and out of her,
carrying God knows what.
I kid myself that she knows it's me, but...
25 years we've been together.
Xun Li's offices were vandalised recently.
Do you know anything about that?
I don't even know where his offices are.
I've got better things to do with my time.
Well, how about demanding a ransom?
Â£250,000 would make your lives easier.
Where were you on Sunday night?
Here. Looking after Jenny.
- Alone? - Yes, alone.
You don't know anything about a protection racket?
Of course not.
Xun Li had two gangs in his sights,
both of them linked to you. Someone kidnapped him.
Were you trying to warn him off?
I don't know who this Xun Li is. I just run a business.
I try and make ends meet. I'm sorry.
Couple of years ago, you were arrested for protection
and two counts of ABH.
But not charged.
Mistaken identity.
Probably because, well, you know...
.. we all look alike.
That coat could do with a clean.
She were brought in about two this morning.
We put her in a cell to sleep it off,
and when she woke, she demanded to speak to you.
- Did she say why? - Just that it were important.
I'd like to speak to her on my own.
Good luck with that.
Miss Cabbot.
I were just leaving.
You asked to see me.
That was er... a mistake.
My wife's tired and emotionally overwrought.
Tamsin?
I just wanna go home.
I have your custody record here, Mrs Richards.
I see you never made a phone call.
- That's right. - I'm confused.
How did you know she was here?
If there is nothing further...
.. I would like to take my wife home...
.. now.
What do you mean, you went anyway?
She asked to see me and I wanted to know why.
- And? - I still don't know.
Richards got to her first.
Or she was so drunk she hadn't a clue what she was doing.
No, you didn't see her.
Yeah. And you shouldn't have done either.
You disobeyed a direct order for the second time today.
- I followed a lead. - I told you not to go
- and you ignored me. - You wouldn't be saying that
- if I'd got something. - You didn't!
And we've got more important things to do
than get mixed up in a domestic.
I'm your Senior Officer. Don't do it again.
Are you really pulling rank?
I'm saying, 'Don't take advantage.'
I'm sorry. Long day.
Helen? What is it?
His wife found him.
Why wasn't he in hospital?
He discharged himself about nine o'clock this evening.
Time of death?
Somewhere between 9:30 and 11:00.
His wife raised the alarm when she came home. She went out?
Even though he'd just got back from hospital? Where is she now?
She's been sedated, staying with the brother-in-law.
We can talk to her in the morning. How did they get in?
Well, it looks like they forced the patio doors at the back.
Kidnappers upping their game?
Could be. They break in...
..tie him up, and then...what?
Access his account online,
torture him when he refuses to co-operate...
and then kill him.
Can you e-mail me that report?
Thank you. Yeah, that's great.
Cheers.
Whoever killed Xun Li didn't come in through the patio doors.
What? Preliminary forensics are just back.
The decking outside had been oiled within the last 48 hours,
so it was still tacky enough to leave traces of oil inside.
But there weren't any? No, not a drop.
There's no sign of forced entry anywhere else.
All the windows were locked.
So they came in through the front door.
Either because Xun Li let them in himself, or...
- Because they had their own keys. - Helen.
Morning, sir. Sir.
Got your board date, I hear.
Yeah. Tomorrow, sir.
All set? I hope so.
Good. Well, perhaps, we could celebrate if it goes well.
Really? You thinking of turning up unannounced
with another bottle of wine?
No, I just thought we could... Didn't I make myself clear?
Perfectly. Good.
Well, barring any unforeseen circumstances, er...
..I'm sure it'll go fine.
Are we linking this to the kidnap,
or is Xun Li just the world's unluckiest man?
We can't rule out coincidence, but odds-on they're linked, we just don't know how.
The kidnappers left most of the ransom money.
Perhaps they tried to put that right.
So what, we find the kidnappers, we find the murderers?
Lines of investigation.
Wendy Xiao.
Said to be running her boyfriend's protection gangs while he's inside.
Being targeted by Xun Li's charity,
so plenty of reason to silence him.
Plus, her boyfriend did a nice line in death by plastic bag.
Maybe she's just carrying on the tradition. Mark Rundle.
Blames Xun Li for his wife's carbon monoxide poisoning.
Plenty of motive, but what about means and opportunity?
But we start with the wife - Rachel Li.
Listen, last night on the phone, I was probably a bit...
Harsh? Clumsy?
I was going for "firm".
Oh. It's just...whatever's going on with Tamsin Richards,
that marriage, them coping with losing their daughter,
that's what Family Liaison's for, don't get sucked in.
I think it's more than that.
Do you have any reason to believe she's committed a crime?
No, but... Then it's not your problem.
Annie, is everything OK? Yeah.
You'd say if there was something wrong...at home.
Of course, but nothing is.
I promise.
DCI Banks, DS Cabbot. We're here to see Rachel Li.
Dad? The police are here to speak to Rachel.
See you later.
She's upstairs. This way.
I'm sorry for your loss.
I came straight here from work, as soon as I heard.
You were at work?
Collating trial results. All night?
I went in about 7:00.
I was still there when the police came and told me that...
We'll be in touch.
I wasn't gonna go out, but Xun insisted.
It was a dinner I'd organised, corporate awards thing.
I got back about 11:30.
At first, I didn't think there was anything wrong.
I just thought Xun was working because I couldn't hear the TV.
Then I went into the dining room and...
..I saw the...
What time did you leave the dinner?
About 11:00.
Yeah, the news was on the radio...
when I got back in the car. Can anyone vouch for you?
Oh, only several hundred reps.
Though most of them were pretty pissed, so...
not much use to you, eh?
Xun took that. New Year's Day.
You were a close family? He was my brother.
I'm sorry. Oh, please.
Yeah, we were very close.
He took care of me and I did the same for him.
Especially after his first wife died.
When was that?
Giving birth to Bo.
We know that Bo and his father rowed on Xun's birthday.
Is this something that happened often?
Sadly, yes.
I think Bo's closer to Dad than he was to my uncle.
Do you see him a lot? Fairly often,
and we talk on the phone.
I tried calling him last night. What time? Around 10:00.
He didn't answer so I left a message.
See if Rachel wants anything.
Three days after this was taken, they came for us.
They took An and me to prison and set about...
..re-educating us.
I can't remember her voice.
Not any more.
I try...
..but she's gone.
Bruising to the side of the head, here and here.
So he was beaten? It looks like it.
With fists, I'd say.
No linear patterns, see?
And then he was suffocated? In a manner of speaking.
I found traces of aspirated vomit in his trachea.
I'd say someone stuffed his mouth with something,
a cloth, a newspaper. And that's what killed him?
The gagging triggered a panic attack,
which in turn set off the asthma.
Like a row of dominoes.
So his death might have been accidental? Or sadistic.
Any physical evidence, doc?
No useful hairs, if that's what you mean.
I've taken swabs from the wounds and his mouth to send to the lab.
And the clingfilm? Was applied postmortem.
Why do that if he was already dead?
Boss?
Xun's offices were vandalised on the 24th, right? So?
We've been checking CCTV from that night.
This is Mark Rundle's car turning left onto Canal Street.
At 1:42 in the morning.
According to the police report, the office alarm went off at 1:39.
So we have Mark Rundle driving away from the scene
less than three minutes later.
He said he didn't even know where the offices were.
Now, why would he lie about that?
It's a coincidence.
You held Xun Li responsible for what happened to your wife.
He was responsible. You wanted to make him pay.
Now, come on. All that pain, all that frustration,
and there he was, rich and successful, while you struggled.
It was a gesture. Just a few stones, that's all.
We'd just heard the council were cutting back.
Jenny's care package was being reduced.
The quality of Jenny's life would suffer.
And there was Xun Li, in his big house
and his flash car, and I...
Even as I was doing it, I was thinking,
"Jenny would be so ashamed of me," but...
..I couldn't do nothing.
I'd lost the court case so I did what I could.
Throw a few stones.
I've just got the lab results on Xun's body.
Various trace elements as yet unidentified,
but they have detected a polysaccharide.
A linear polymer amylose.
You could literally put those words in any order
and it'd mean the same. Try again. Starch, like they use in dry-cleaning.
You two, what're you doing tonight?
I'm flattered boss, but... Wendy Xiao - I want you to watch her.
Stake out the dry-cleaner's. Where she goes, who she sees.
Why don't we just bring her in? We haven't got enough. We've got some, but not enough.
I wanna be able to put her in a room with Xun Li,
either directly, or through a third party,
so coffee, camera, big bag of Haribos. Could be a long night.
Great. Stuck in a car all night with Tigger.
Lydia's gonna be over the moon.
Cancelling plans? Again.
She used to think it was exciting going out with a copper.
Now, not so much. Make it up to her. Something special, a proper date.
Really? Yeah. Sometimes you just have to make an effort.
I'll get it.
I lied...
..everything isn't fine.
So, are you gonna invite me in?
Well, I could, but... You're not alone?
Whoever it is, tell 'em you're busy looking after the elderly.
No, I'm not alone.
Oh, hi!
Hello, Arthur.
Well, what you waiting for?
Why don't you ask the poor girl to come in?
No, it's OK, I can... Listen, honestly, we've got plenty of food.
You've just got no manners, you know, that's your problem.
Come on.
Here you are.
What are the chances?
Sorry?
My last partner was a food Nazi.
E numbers, empty calories... blah, blah, blah.
Then he left and I got you. "A new start," I thought...
..and you're exactly the same.
I didn't say anything. You didn't have to.
Still, nothing wrong with wanting to keep yourself in shape.
And there it is. I'm just saying.
And I'm just saying I happen to like saveloys,
and pies, and crisps.
Great. Knock yourself out.
What's it to you, anyway? Nothing.
Here we go.
I know her.
It's Wei Li...
Xun's niece.
Where's David now?
Looking after Isla.
And where does he think you are?
With Ken, staking out Wendy Xiao.
Do you lie to him often? No.
Yes. More than I should...
..or want to.
We row all the time about Isla.
Bedtime, schools, what she eats...
Both of us disappointed in the other.
Different reason but the same row.
Have you tried talking to him about it?
To begin with, but...it's like there's...
..nothing...between us...
and neither one of us is willing to admit that the marriage is over.
David's not a bad man, he's not the villain...
..but he's not a husband either.
He's not even a friend.
And I can't...
..I can't go on pretending.
What do you want, Annie?
I can't.
Not behind David's back. No.
Can you give me a few days?
A few more days won't hurt...much.
I should go. Yeah.
Say goodbye from me.
Night.
About bloody time.
Were you awake?
Yes. Why didn't you say?
Didn't seem to be the right moment.
Dad... Spare bed made up?
Yeah. Right you are.
Hey...
she's a keeper, that one.
"About bloody time."
We pay her.
You pay Wendy Xiao protection?
It was a couple of years ago. She came here one evening,
said we were vulnerable to gangs, that she could help.
We knew what she was doing. So you agreed?
We told her to stuff it.
Two days later, three men come in with baseball bats just as we're closing.
We tried to stop them, but all our stock, every glass...
So now we pay, like everyone does.
And that's what you were doing last night?
Every week, without fail.
Sister Wendy likes things to be ordered.
"Sister Wendy"? It's a term of affection.
It's not enough that we pay, we have to like her, too.
Maintaining the momentum of change...
DI Morton? Yeah. They're ready for you now.
DI Morton.
Take a seat.
Hello.
You have to understand,
with Sister Wendy, you pay up and shut up.
Is that all you do?
Sorry? Does she ever ask you to do anything else for her?
Your uncle was targeting the gangs Wendy Xiao controls.
There was no sign of forced entry at his house the night he died,
but I can't see him opening the door to Wendy or any of her thugs.
You think... Maybe she made you give her a key.
I didn't have anything to do with my uncle's death.
That's ridiculous. What about your father?
After what he's been through? What he's seen?
He wouldn't. He couldn't do anything like that.
With your help, we could put Wendy Xiao behind bars.
Do you know what happens to people who cross her?
Tell me what you need, inspector.
It's time we stopped being scared.
And you think you have the necessary qualities to run your own team?
I do. I believe I can engender
the correct results-based approach to policing, whilst inspiring people
to meet challenging goals and at the same time...erm...
..erm...maintaining the momentum of change.
Really? Yeah, definitely.
Your colleagues have described you as ambitious, demanding,
rigid, obsessive.
And in one case...
..impossible.
Don't sound terribly inspired, do they?
Well...
..I think, results, well, they're... they're what matter.
Clear-up rates. You know, that's what we... that's our job.
Our job is to catch criminals.
How are you gonna do that if no-one wants to work for you?
It doesn't surprise me that...
..people think I'm difficult.
I am...and I don't apologise for that.
And apparently I'm ambitious and demanding,
well, maybe.
But there are plenty of good detectives out there,
DCIs and above, about whom you could say the same.
Only with men, that's a compliment, isn't it?
And if I am rigid, it's because we have a chain of command
and a series of ranks, which I respect.
And for all that criticism, I'll bet anything you like,
you won't find anyone who says I take advantage of my rank.
But we know there are men in the job that do,
every day of the week.
So I'll stand by my record because I want to be a DCI,
not someone's best friend.
I'm a police officer, it's what I do and I'm good at it.
Any joy? It's locked, boss.
Come on...
with me.
Police. We're looking for Wendy Xiao.
Seriously? Wendy Xiao, I'm arresting you on suspicion...
What for? Why don't we start with protection-related threats,
criminal damage and demanding money with menaces,
and see where that takes us?
How did it go this morning? Yeah, really well.
Yeah? Yeah. Good.
Thank you. Good for you.
Ken, where are we on the lab?
Have they ID'd the other trace elements found on Xun?
Haven't heard. Have you chased?
No. Oh, for God's sake, do I have to do everything? Give 'em a ring, will you?
Protection and demanding money with menaces.
That carries quite a custodial sentence. No comment.
We've got witness statements and they're willing to attend court.
We can make these charges stick, Wendy.
No comment.
This is your opportunity to tell us about
any other offences you've committed.
Clear up all your crimes yourself before we do.
Now's the time, Wendy.
Tell us about Xun Li's murder,
it'll make things a lot better for you later.
No comment.
Boss, we just got a call from the hospital.
It's Chang Li.
There were three of them and Dad just stood there and took it.
I'm sorry.
Would you recognise any of those men again? Possibly.
Would you come back to the station with us to look at some photos?
Have fun, did you?
Enjoy hanging me out to dry?
I raised legitimate concerns.
It's up to the board to decide what happens next.
You know, I treated you with respect,
even though you turning up to my flat was completely inappropriate,
but I didn't say anything then or later.
I let it go. I shouldn't have done...
You... You... What, DI Morton?
What did I do?
You're upset about the way you handled the interview and you're right tobe.
Don't try to blame anyone else for it.
It shows poor leadership qualities.
But then, we already knew that, didn't we?
We arrested some of your friends last night, Wendy.
Not very nice, are they?
They gave you up in about five minutes.
So how about it? You still gonna "no comment" me?
No comment.
I'm gonna be recommending some additional charges of ABH
and witness interference to the CPS.
And I will find evidence that links you to Xun Li's murder.
Who knows where it's going to end?
I think I've found something.
Look at this.
Oh, sorry, do you mind? Be my guest.
Mark Rundle's car, the night he broke the windows
at Xun Li's office. OK.
Now, look at the headlights, the pattern they make on the road.
The nearside beam's off.
Yeah. Maybe it's from an earlier accident, or maybe it's just been misaligned,
but either way... It's off. Yeah, now, look at this.
The night Xun was kidnapped...
Same misalignment, same pattern. Yeah, same car.
This must be a mistake.
You told us you were looking after your wife the night Xun Li was taken.
That's right.
This is a statement from Carol Denton,
the agency nurse you requested that Sunday night for four hours
between 7:00 and 11:00.
You lied to us.
So, where were you?
You hated Xun Li and you needed money to help look after your wife,
and we can put your car within a few yards of where he was taken.
The kidnap failed, you still wanted revenge so you murdered him.
It's time to tell the truth, Mark.
I was with another woman, she's a friend of Jenny's.
Bumped into each other in the park a few months ago and we got chatting.
Two lonely people.
I love my wife very much...
..and I swore I wouldn't do it again...
..but all the time...I knew I would.
Who was driving your car, Mark?
Who kidnapped Xun Li?
Yes? Lilly Rundle, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of false imprisonment, conspiracy to kidnap...
Stop!
You're under arrest, Bo.
CCTV of your father's car the night of the kidnap.
His statement saying he lent the car to you.
Kidnapping and false imprisonment.
You're looking at... ten years, more.
Co-operate now and it will be better for you later.
We met at the hospital.
Lilly took Jenny in once a week and I recognised her immediately...
from court.
I felt sorry for them.
You thought your father was guilty?
I certainly didn't think that they were.
Not like they said in the trial.
It wasn't Mark's fault, what happened...
..and Dad knew it...
..but he got away with it, like he gets away with everything.
Not quite everything.
We'd chat most times when I was at the hospital.
Pretty soon... I started looking for him...
..hoping I'd see him, and he was the same.
So you started a relationship?
Did your dad know? No.
I was afraid he'd think it was a betrayal.
When Mum's funding was cut...
we both wished there was a way we could make Bo's dad pay,
but it was just that, wishing.
So what changed?
Bo came to me one day. He...
He said he had a plan, a way to get his dad
to give a lot of money so we could help Mum.
Did he tell you what it was?
No, but he was really fired up.
When was this? Just before his dad's birthday.
He went to the party saying everything would be all right,
but when he came back, he said his dad hadn't gone for it.
He was so angry.
He said he didn't care any more...
..there was another way of getting the money.
Hey. Look, we found this at Bo's flat.
It was e-mailed to him from China two days before Xun's birthday.
Lilly mentioned something happened around that time that made Bo
think his dad might pay up. Maybe this was it.
I'm getting a translator on it now. Let me know.
Ken, Wei Li said she tried to phone Bo round about ten o'clock
on the night her uncle died.
You want me to find out which mast it pinged. Thank you.
I just wanna go back a bit, if I may, to your father's birthday.
Witnesses said that you rowed.
Two days before...
..you received this.
Where'd you get it?
I was sent it, by a friend from China.
He thought I should see it. We had it translated.
It's an interview between your father and the local police chief.
It proves that your father was a state informant.
He didn't flee because of persecution,
he fled because he was afraid of being found out.
So you went to his birthday party to blackmail him.
Pay up or you go public with this.
Ruin his reputation? Wreck his business?
What happened? He call your bluff?
Bo!
He said it all happened a long time ago
and people didn't care.
So he gave up a few names, so what?
He said he'd say he was coerced, his family threatened.
He said he'd spin it so he came off as the victim.
You told me that the night your father died,
you went to work.
Your cousin Wei Li called you at 10:07.
Now, this shows the location of the phone mast that call pinged.
It's two streets away from your father's house.
How do you explain that?
OK.
These are forensic results from a swab taken from the bruise
on your father's face.
They were able to get a DNA sample from it.
It's your DNA, Bo.
You were at your father's house the night he died.
You went there to get him to pay the money you'd failed
to get from the kidnap, he refused, and in the ensuing fight,
he died from an asthma attack. No.
It was an accident, you hadn't planned it. I promise you -
We're probably looking at manslaughter.
That's not what happened. Then tell us what did!
Dad called.
He said he wanted to see me, he'd figured it out.
He got kidnapped just after I'd tried to blackmail him...
and then the asthma inhaler...
He said he knew it was me, that I'd screwed up...
..and if I ever told anyone his secret, he'd have me arrested.
Then he said I disgusted him and that I was worthless,
going on and on and... So you hit him.
I couldn't stand it... And then you gagged him. No... No.
Yeah, you wanted him to stop. Which is why I left.
I had to get out of there.
I was afraid of what I'd do if I stayed, so I ran.
Where? My uncle's place.
I just... I didn't know what else to do.
You have to believe me. I hit him, but that's all.
We've got enough to charge him. Except I don't think he did it.
Wouldn't be the first son to kill his old man.
Lashing out, I could buy that,
but stuffing something into his mouth until he gags?
That's more like torture.
DI Morton, you'll be hearing soon enough.
It appears you passed the DCI Board...in spite of everything.
I'm gonna be a DCI? If and when a post becomes available.
That's fantastic news, Helen.
Excuse me.
Well, thank you for taking the trouble to tell me in person, sir.
I can't tell you what that means to me.
I hear you did it. So I did.
You can crack a smile, you know.
The results are back on the trace elements found in Xun Li's mouth.
About time.
I took your advice. Me and Lydia are having a proper date tonight.
I'm making the effort. Good for you.
Trouble is, I'm a bit rusty.
You'll be fine, it's like riding a bike.
I might need some stabilisers.
DS Cabbot.
Slow down.
Where are you?
OK, OK.
Helen. Yep.
What year was Chang Li arrested in China?
Er...2006. Why? Come with me.
Alan, have you got a minute?
Can it wait? Yeah.
Look, stay where you are, OK? I'm on my way.
You want me to come?
No, you just concentrate on your stabilisers.
Bo showed you this the night he came round, didn't he?
He was distraught, he didn't know what to do.
Will you please translate?
It's been a long time, I'm not sure I can.
Try.
"I am grateful for another chance to help in the fight
against subversives.
The names I gave last time, those that were rounded up
on February 1st...were all enemies."
You told me that you were arrested three days into the New Year.
In 2006, the Chinese New Year fell on January 29th.
Three days later was February 1st.
When Bo showed you this, he didn't realise its true significance...
..but you did.
Your brother was the one who betrayed you and your wife.
Along with traces of starch, we found a compound
known as...Durindophyl Red in your brother's body.
It's used to dye material, only it doesn't come out red,
it comes out pale pink.
I confronted Xun that night.
He told me he'd given us up because they threatened
to imprison him if he didn't.
He thought I'd understand. But you didn't.
He saved himself by sacrificing us.
In prison, they stuffed rags into our mouths.
They'd make us choke.
It felt like you were drowning in your own vomit.
So you used one of these.
I wanted him to know, just for a few minutes,
what it felt like. But then he had an asthma attack.
I thought he was pretending.
I took the napkin out and tried to help but he was turning blue.
It happened so fast, I didn't know what to do.
Oh, I think you knew exactly what to do.
You knew Xun's charity was targeting Wendy Xiao's gang.
You knew the sorts of things they did.
You used the clingfilm to make it look like she was behind it.
They put my wife in a punishment block...
..and bound her to a board.
Chained day and night, she couldn't move.
And they made me feed her just enough...to prolong things.
Every day, forced to watch her getting weaker...
..lying in her own filth.
It took...weeks.
I never got to hold her.
She died alone...
broken...
..because of him, my own brother.
I wanted him to answer for that.
Hi.
I came as soon as I could.
As you all may know,
DI Morton, Helen, recently sat her DCI board.
And I don't need to tell you that it is a demanding,
long, drawn-out and rigorous process which is designed to separate
the wheat from the chaff, the sheep from the goats, and the men from the boys.
And I am delighted to tell you that Helen is now officially
and simultaneously, wheat, a sheep and...
A man.
Pending a position coming available, I give you...
DCI Helen Morton.
Thank you. Thank you, everyone.
All right.
Right, I need you to stay here, I have to make a phone call.
I won't be long, OK?
Cheers!
Alan, it's me.
I know it pisses you off when I disobey orders,
but I think you'll be really pleased I did this time.
I've got something. It's big, trust me.
Did I mention that I love you?
Alan, it's me.
I've got something. It's big, trust me.
Did I mention that I love you?
Where have you been?
Celebrating.
Helen, remember?
Listen, I'm just off Howsden Street
in a place called Smith's Yard.
What are you up to? I just need you to get down here now.
Why don't you just tell me what you're doing?
What's so important that you're missing free champagne?
Oh...
Hello? What was that?
Oi!
Annie?
Alan? Annie?
Annie, are you still there?
Oh! Annie?
Annie! Annie, what's happening?
I think I've been stabbed.
What did you say?
Annie.
Annie, talk to me.
Annie. Annie.
Hold on, I'm coming to you. I'm coming to you right now!
What's happened? It's Annie, come on.
Come on!