Light still burns in the urn

A dead man on the Elbe in Dresden. In addition, a policeman, who stands in a bad mood early in the morning in the pouring rain: Inspector Becker, soaked, hungry and freezing. He conducts his investigations single-mindedly, with irony, wit and a sharp tongue. His assistant Hellmann is also in no way inferior to him, especially in sharp-tongued dialogues. Events come to a head: a crate of drugs washes up on the shore, a well-known artist disappears, and there are several shootouts. A mafia organization specializing in drugs, human kidnapping, forced prostitution and baby trafficking is to be rooted out. The situation comes to a head. And then there is a little romance going on in the background. The ending is astonishing.