A member of the drug control department said
The month ends, and the plan to capture criminals is not fulfilled, they decided to call a dumb grandmother, who trades grass and ask to give them a couple of her clients, well that long breaks, like sin on the soul does not want to take, some persuaded her. Two calls come to her. It grit you type here do not start, but go out of the house and around the corner, and there they just wait for mints... mints wait half an hour, wait, and nicknames do not come out, think what a shit, decided to go for reconnaissance, go and see the picture: people in masks crack down and take away...
they think what a shit, they return to the department they call from the FSB and say that the type also did not perform the plan, and that on the phone you need to talk less