It's a slow day in the Bad Wildbad police station. Chief Constable Justin Schmälzle is bored… When suddenly some human remains are found with a fractured skull. A new case at last! But unfortunately the pathologist’s report finds that the woman lived in the last century. The culprit must be dead, sighs Schmälzle.
Nevertheless, the police station cleaning lady reports that someone is said to have shifted the boundary stones between the liquor factory and the planned Wildbader holiday park in favour of the factory. Then someone shoots the holiday park investor in the foot. Who could it have been? And doesn’t the past always have a way of dictating the present?
