When Inspector Edward was told he'd be working with a journalist, he felt a tender pang in his chest. He'd worked in the criminal division for ten years. In all that time, he'd never had to babysit anyone, certainly not some writer from a commercial station. He was presented with a fait accompli. In this case, the police were desperate for publicity. Therefore, they resorted to media assistance.
The next day, Karol Edward saw the massive figure of a short, dark-haired man who, from a distance, gave off the air of a second-rate journalist.
After exchanging pleasantries, Edward immediately got to work. He hoped Editor Dudek wouldn't keep up the pace.
The police had been investigating this man for six months. Initially, it was about illegally trading in expensive cars. Miedziański had a track behind his house where illegal car races were held, and occasionally, there were fairs. The man swiped license plates and issued false papers. And that's how he made a living. When Edward was last there, a Doge Viper was standing on the track. Because of this Doge, Miedziański was in over his head.
Doge was supposed to sell for the very reasonable price of 300,000 złoty. The buyer was, of course, a setup. He went to Miedziański's house to make a deal. By a stupid accident, he found himself in a dark room. Suddenly, he felt something sticky trickle down his face. He found a light. He looked up. The ceiling was composed of pieces of human skin sewn together. In one place, the seam had split. Blood seeped from beneath the skin. The ceiling was a skin mattress filled with blood.
The envoy fled Miedziański's house as quickly as possible. When it occurred to him that his visit to the "leather chamber" wasn't necessarily a coincidence, that he might have been some butcher's intended victim, he was shocked. Now he lives a peaceful life as a plant in a madhouse.
Miedziański disappeared with his Doge, his wife, and the mistress to whom the house was registered. The hole in the ceiling was patched. It remained as evidence.
Alfred Miedziański was a man suffering from persecution mania. After buying himself a mistress, he decided to finish off his wife, who, according to him, was planning an assassination attempt on her husband. This discovery, or rather this delusion, was a blow to Alfred's heart. To pay the killer, he had to sell the car that was the apple of his eye. There was also the moral question – Alfred loved his wife as much as the car. He felt safe only in the arms of his mistress, with whom he decided to elope.
When Miedziański discovered that the buyer he had let into the house was from the police, he packed his mistress into the car and disappeared. Having sold the car for almost twice his initial price, he decided to end his relationship with his wife. However, she vanished like a stone in the water.
Inspector Edward planned to reach Miedziański through his wife. Unfortunately, he didn't realize that the happy couple had fallen apart. There was still the matter of the mysterious mistress, whose origins were unknown, what influence she had on Alfred, and what her place in the "slaughterhouse" was. She was the only person the police could capture—both the racetrack and the house legally belonged to her. Law enforcement had nothing on Miedziański.
Just when Edward's arms were buckling under the pressure of work, unexpected help arrived. One day, that obnoxious journalist, Dudek, announced that he had an interview scheduled with Miedziański, and if Edward wanted, he could go with him.
A week later, Edward, Dudek, and Miedziański were sitting in an apartment rented especially for the occasion. Dudek began a talk show:
"You are considered one of the richest men. How do you feel about this role?
" "Why did you break up with your wife?"
"Your passion for cars is well-known. Tell us a little about it.
" "Why did you sell your beloved car?"
"What's the story behind the so-called 'leather room'?"
"My wife has very high sexual expectations, and as a loving husband, I try to meet them," Miedziański replied calmly.
Edward ran out of the apartment, overcome with nausea. A few minutes later, Dudek appeared, complaining that his colleague couldn't keep up with the pace of work. He had Miedziański's statement recorded on his tape recorder. The loving husband and lover said he didn't know the whereabouts of any of his women. Everyone knew he was lying, but no one was able to extract the truth from him. When the police raided the apartment, Miedziański was gone.
A few weeks later, the police discovered Miedziański's mistress. During a fit of mania, Alfred declared that it was not his wife, but his mistress, who was trying to kill him. He turned her over to law enforcement. An investigation against her began. She already bore enough blame. Recently, new evidence had emerged.
Doge's buyer took his new car on a trip. After a few kilometers, the vehicle began to break down. When the mechanic disassembled it, he discovered human organs crammed into various nooks and crannies. It was a work of art, the product of the precise hands of the creator of the "leather room"—Alfred's lover.
What won't a man do to please a woman...
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