At the edge of a wood miraculously spared by the flames, on a small municipal road leading to Hostens (Gironde), a huge patch of young charred pines exhales plumes of gray smoke on a ground covered with lunar-looking ashes.
Coming out of the bend, the criminal identification van is parked on the roadside.
20 m from the roadway, on the edge of a forest plot, the men scan the undergrowth in search of the slightest clue.
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