Sometimes crimes are not resolved by excellent research, but by stupid happiness. At least, that’s how it went in July 1996, when a father and son found a body during fishing, miles of the coast of Devon in England. They doubt for a moment: shall they call the police? Then they can throw away their catch. But even worse is a mother who does not know where her child is, says the father, and so the police come to get the body. The Rolex around the arm of the dead betrays its identity. In a search for the story of this Ronald Platt, and the reason for his death, the police knock on a good friend. At least, by a stupid coincidence, the agent calls on the wrong house and learns from the neighbors that the friend in question calls himself Ron Platt. How is this possible? A crimepodcast, with infinite plot twists, but then one with real answers at the end. So satisfactory.