The next day, the Head of the Criminal Investigation Department stood in front of the crew, his posture rigid, his eyes scanning each of us as he recited the Anthem of Justice.

We all recited along, our voices barely above whispers at first, but gradually gaining strength as his intensity filled the room.

He cleared his throat and leaned slightly forward, his hands gripping the edge of the podium. “Our department has been lagging behind,” he began, his voice tight with barely-contained ...