Hubert and Girwidz observe a woman attempting to enter the home of architect Nicole Jansen. The woman claims to have an appointment and that the doorbell is broken. Inside the house, Hubert and Girwidz discover that the architect would not have been able to open the door anyway. She has been shot with a crossbow bolt. There is much to suggest that her husband is the perpetrator, but Robert Jansen has a solid alibi...

Girwidz discovers the body of general practitioner Dr. Volker Imhoff in a toilet. Everything points to death by hypoglycemia due to his diabetes. But when Dr. Fuchs takes a closer look at the dead man and examines his insulin cannula, she finds traces of tampering. Apparently, Imhoff's killer increased the insulin concentration, leading to an overdose...

Hubert and Girwidz receive an emergency call from Dr. Fuchs: a corpse has disappeared from the pathology department. Hubert believes it is a patient who is only apparently dead, and Girwidz searches the clinic half-heartedly. But the missing corpse happens to be the father of state parliament representative Elke Schwiers, who has been pushing for the privatization of the clinic and thus the closure of the pathology department for years...

Hubert and Girwidz find a cyclist who has been killed in an accident. They identify her as a math teacher at Wolfratshausen Comprehensive School. But while Hubert drives to the school to deliver the sad news, Dr. Fuchs refutes the accident theory. She discovers that a wire was stretched across the road. The supposed accident was actually cold-blooded murder...

Christina has an appointment for a trial tennis lesson—and finds the tennis instructor dead on the court, beaten to death with his own tennis racket. Club chairman Bernhard Seibel, who is primarily interested in advancing his daughter Patricia's tennis career, reports that the victim had no enemies and suspects revenge by a cuckolded husband...

While searching for Wilderen, Hubert and Girwidz stumble across the body of farmer Thomas Lengstätter. The investigators find no evidence of foul play and assume that the cause of death was natural. However, pathologist Caronline Fuchs comes to a different conclusion. She suspects that Lengstätter may have been the victim of a particularly perfidious murder...

While on patrol, Hubert and Riedl discover the body of wildlife photographer Axel Kämmer. What initially appears to be a hit-and-run accident turns out to be premeditated murder after Dr. Fuchs' autopsy. Kämmer was apparently beaten to death and then run over by a car. Hubert wonders why the victim met with the perpetrator on a remote country road.

Hubert and Girwidz discover a corpse rolled up in a carpet on the riverbank. The victim, Johannes Graf, had been reported missing by his wife that morning after he failed to return from a hike in the mountains. It quickly becomes clear that Mr. Graf, who had recently changed his life after consulting a life coach, was not in the mountains at all...

Hubert and Girwidz just want to return little Fabian's soccer ball, which rolled into a stranger's garage. But the garage contains not only the ball, but also the body of real estate agent Thorsten Falk. Mr. Falk's motorcycle, on the other hand, has disappeared without a trace. He enjoyed riding out into nature with others in his free time—including on the day he was murdered...

Hubert and Girwidz buy ice cream from Yazid, who has expanded his business to include an ice cream truck. While the police officers are ordering their ice cream, security guard Gerhard Feinbein is knocked down behind their backs by a masked and armed person, who immediately hijacks a cash transport vehicle, whose crew includes driver Maximilian Steimle and Feinbein.

The operator of a private Bitcoin exchange is found hanged on his terrace. With a massive price slump dominating the headlines, there is initially no doubt that it was suicide. Only the discovery of a USB stick in the dead man's throat and the results of the autopsy point to foul play. Hubert and Girwidz suspect the branch manager of a bank...