The police car moves away from the Chancellery then from the lights of the Concorde which emerges into the dawning daylight.
The driver remains silent and the handful of journalists invited to the back seat had to promise not to try to find out the destination address.
It must remain secret.
This Thursday, February 8 in the morning, justice exceptionally opens the door to its Ali Baba cave, full of judicial seals linked to cases in progress or already judged by the courts of the Paris region.
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The lair is hidden in a cellar with a concrete floor that smells of dust, plaster and humidity from district heating.
The neon lights on the ceiling illuminate hundreds of boxes and packages, from which emerge labels, sometimes written by hand, bearing the description of the objects they contain and the references to the investigations linked to them.
A ventilated room, blocked by a thick armored door, is entirely dedicated to the storage of 2,200 weapons.
Another contains a thousand batches of narcotics.
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