Keeping substantive evidence is necessary, simply, it is necessary.
I, as an investigator, went out to steal from the barrel. Theft is enough.
the standard. Some officers curled a metal stain, wrapped
They pulled the glass with stones, brought beer and cigarettes.
I inspected the scene of the accident, I finished packing the documents.
The expert asks:
Should I pack the stone?
This will be an instrument of crime.
- Well, package, just be more careful, then send it to the study.
Now the "fingers" are not removed from it, uneven, the roll will not work, and
I will try in the office.
They have a special technique to remove fingerprints.
The uneven surfaces.
The stone is not small, about the size of a handball ball.
The expert pushed a stone into a pack of polyethylene in a bag.
I twisted the pack as much as I could, so that the stone could talk, scotch.
I wrapped up a paper with a stamp and signatures of the understood.
They did not have time to return to the department, as the next "request" chases.
I left a package with stone in my office, but I did not bring it - a bag.
Closed in front of the door of the office. Fuck you hit. Okay, I put
packed in the corner near his table, put on a gloves and threw the stones on
The package. I thought, then I will find a similar package and a clean stuff.
I repackage. I went on to the next application.
I go back, the broken bag is in place, there is no stone.
I am with my partner:
Did you see anything in the corner?
Some fools have thrown a healthy stone at the table.
I threw it out.
You yourself are a fool! It was a thing! Where did I throw it?
- Yes, in the yard, there these stones are immeasurable... you need to pack, once a thing.
The package, fucking broken.
Okay, they went into the yard, brought a stone, as if it were one, and as if it wasn’t.
And the "fingers" from the stone removing no meaning was any more. Okay, I think
Then I repackaged, put the stone in the previous place and left for the next.
The challenge.
Returned in a few hours. Damn you fucking. There is no stone, no stone.
Back to my partner:
Are you again? Where is the stone?? to
- I didn't touch your stone, guess when I'm in the "working room" for the "material"
At that time, the cleaner was there.
I find a caretaker in the corridor:
You, when in our office, cleaned, except for garbage nothing.
was thrown out?
For a long time, I wanted to say that such solid investigators
The office was always messy - the cleaner rushed me - and now even more.
The stones in the office began to pull, heavy, I barely reached the street.
brought to throw out.
I mentally stood and broke out on the street, the resemblance of a stone with the original.
The object was very weak. Stone until found
A similar package went back to the corner. On the stone through Scotch
In order to avoid further excesses, a paper with the inscription "substance" appeared.
The next day was Saturday. My partner and I decided to do.
Saturday on the subject of cleaning the cabinet, ripped for the event of two
The practitioners and instructed them to start by washing the windows while we go for beer.
The windows are washed, we drink beer. My eyes slide on
The cabinet, I think, should wipe out the closets, and the floors are fine.
washed...
B and B!! Where is the stone?? to
The practitioner is scared:
- So in the office, the windows are old, have not been seen for a long time, one so and so
Instead of a spongyard on the nail closed. We are nail.
curved, the window opened, washed, and the nail then back with a stone lightly
There is no hammer in the office. On the stone was another inscription:
“The thing.” We thought - a joke, like an inscription above the urn - "for bribery."
And the stone in the yard was thrown into a bunch, and the cleaning was done.
Running for the stone, your mother!
- Since he was found, there is a stone in the yard.
Anyone like that, fucking!! to
The stone went to a legitimate place.
“On Monday I’ll pack the stuff first and hide it somewhere,” I thought.
“I need to bring a package from home.”
The Monday morning.
I have no time to get to the office, as I am immediately pulled out from the entrance.
to the head of the department, to discuss one of the cases.
I finally reached my office, first of all a look into the corner...
No-e-e is it! Where is it?! Who O O O O O?! to
The partner laughed:
- Yes, literally before your arrival at the hospital with a check-in.
the offices, apparently in search of empty bottles after
Weekends for speakers. I saw your stone. “What for
The mess separated! Remove it immediately! The boss will see!! I could not him.
to say that you have so many things stored... He himself grabbed the stone, the window
He opened and broke into the bushes.
I sadly walked into the yard. In the corridor, I encountered an expert.
With me in theft:
– Listen, you stone from that trip to study came to me.
Now there is not so much expertise, I am on your stone outside the row expert
I will do, along with an internship on the method of removing fingerprints from uneven
I chase the surfaces.
“Well, I’ll send you today,” I breathed and went on to the courtyard.
When I brought another stone into the office, I looked at it sadly.
carefully wiped with a wet cloth, packed in a bag, attached a paper with
signatures and seals from the previous package and seals to print the accompanying
The expert department. So what and...