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A mimicry annoying wind blowing over the mystery and thrillers of the moment. It is, actually, always somewhat the same story with a different title, an author and sometimes different characters do not have the same name.

And yet, a title to another, little change on the horizon. Today, God is the case of Jean-Pierre Dufreigne. Yesterday, the Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown, The Oath of Limbo of Grangé. Tomorrow it will be a new Chattam, or an unknown author tried by the most prolific vein after the books on Sarkozy.

There is therefore obviously a commissioner plus any young Parisian-one basic rule - and significantly blasé, also specializes in theology, psychology, parapsychology, philosophy and geopolitics. As too much knowledge for a single commissioner would really foutage of mouth, he always adds an assistant crack of information (which comes alone to monitor spam on the planet, that the NSA and the CIA fail to do with several thousand analysts…) and local speciality of Dufreigne, a wife, novelist and talented in mathematics. I grant you, as a general rule Commissioners are old, jaded, single and alcoholics. For the nostalgic, just go see a film by Olivier Marchal.

It adds essential ingredients: esotericism and religion, all suspected of a little secret: if possible a brotherhood who secretly lead the world and is directly responsible for the rise in oil prices, the September 11 attacks and death Pascal Sevran. Powerful what. Here, our Commissioner God heard him speak during the night, and reveal him to ancient Greek THE answer to the question of humanity.

From there to tell us a shootout with dangerous Islamic terrorist and a near-death experience (fashionable in the thriller), there was only one step. For the sensational side, everything is sprinkled with a ritual murder just before the dish is served.

It is unfortunately a fairly bad cooking for Jean-Pierre Dufreigne. The ingredients are there, it lacks one, but it is not enough. Asked by strength, perhaps, a mixture sometimes indélicat, who knows. Or maybe we just can not make a police investigation into the existence of God. One thing is sure, the final fade is enough, and we hurry to finish by issuing real doubts about the success of a second attempt.