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If you don't skimp on cocoa in the conche, chocolate can be pretty bitter stuff.

Night black and pretty hard.

What happens in the face when you first bite into it corresponds roughly to the derailment of facial expressions that you cannot defend yourself against in view of the new Zurich “crime scene”.

You don't look pretty.

Which, in turn, also applies to the diorama of a late capitalist decline society that director Viviane Andereggen puts in our living room.

We are on the Züriberg, where the old money lives, where everyone only sees their advantage and everyone knows everyone, especially everyone's corpse in each other's cellar.

The dead man of the day is called Hans-Konrad Chevalier.

Chocolate imperial heritage.

Unfortunately gay and generally too soft for the bitter business.

At least that's what Mathilde thinks, his hellish, power-conscious mother.

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Hans-Konrad was killed in his wonderful property over the lake - and shot.

A little too much.

Which, in turn, goes perfectly with the “chocolate bar”.

This is the name of the second case of the new Swiss duo Ott (Carol Schuler) and Grandjean (Anna Pieri Zuercher).

Grandma from Hell: Mathilde Chevalier (Sybille Brunner, left) makes life difficult for her granddaughter Claire (Elisa Plüss)

Source: ARD Degeto / SRF / Sava Hlavacek

According to the new service program for the hitherto notoriously harmless and gray-eyed Swiss “crime scene” commissioner, they will be sent through the cracks of the Swiss affluent world.

If you don't notice that on the trail of the murderer on the way through the Schoggi bar, the inspector and the public prosecutor speak to you directly from time to time - spot in the face, face into the camera, and then they tell stories from inside the social upheaval on the shores of Lake Zurich.

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That too is an act of overkilling.

Because Stefan Brunner and Lorenz Langenegger, as if there were no tomorrow or no next episode, put everything in their plot that could ruin the future of the Zurich tourism association.

Failing feminism and criticism of capitalism, homophobia, xenophobia, hatred of Zurich - a city in which few have everything, but many have nothing.

It's visually addicting.

Inside it is hollow like a chocolate Easter bunny.

In the end, we learn that you can't eat money any more than you can't eat pralines with 100 percent cocoa.

But we actually knew that beforehand.