As in "The furious army", one is faced with a supernatural medieval background. On the surface, anyway. Quite the mobile murders. A story of love potion that would confer immortality! The men of his brigade eventually stop believing in his hypothesis and even Retancourt disappears as if it never wanted to follow in his unlikely quest Adamsberg. The whole is more digressive and metaphorical than ever. The relationship between reports and Adamsberg Veyrenc that date back to their childhood Pyrenean is a story within a story around the must Camille. As always, Vargas eradicates his imagination of colorful characters, outsized, that fill our great pleasure to the narrative space. Labyrinth, I said, even maze where you have to cling to breadcrumb trail to follow in his tortuous Commissioner Adamsberg a more disturbed and more fragile than ever: "The disappearance of Retancourt, night coffee swallowed at Romain, the soft coupling of Camille and Veyrenc the quick of virgins, Roland fierce countenance had shaken the night Adamsberg. " Danglard comes to her rescue, summing up in one sentence the philosophy of this unconventional thriller "The hypothesis of De reliquis (1) is as fragile as a vision. It stands on a thread, but this thread is. And it connects all the most disparate elements of the story. It even connects this story waxed soles and dissociation. "All scattered, disparate and raw ingredients outset given are boiled in a kind of retort such a mixture including Fred Vargas knows the recipe but one which gives you an elixir finally she has the secret, it ' is to say an incomparable nectar that is eaten without restraint, with infinite pleasure.