My sister forgot my bag at home. In the evening, the same day, she calls, asking her to dictate the CVC code from one of the cards in her wallet. I opened her wallet, and there was a picture of some unknown man in the shape of a prosecutor. When asked who she was, and when to wait for the invitation to the wedding, she replied, "No. I found and printed a random photo on the Internet. Once in the bus my bag has already been cut and the wallet pulled out, and so - the thief is even nervous let. He will come back, as if he had found it somewhere. I left my phone number in my neighbor’s pocket.”

I think now on the carpet at the entrance to the apartment also the prosecutor will be glued.