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20.07.2011
Soviet times, a regime enterprise. Many production processes require washing, washing, de-fating, etc. Alcohol acts as a liquid for these purposes. The cost is huge, several barrels are released from the warehouse every day. What happens next is uncontrolled – useless. But most go as intended, so the rest close their eyes. But what is stored in the warehouse is the subject of strict reporting. And for the disappearance of alcohol from there, there is an excuse with the deduction of the value of the missing (the owner of the penny) from the salary, then a strict excuse, and then dismissal on the article. This is a wolf ticket. And the alcohol from the warehouse was missing, the chief knew that the warehouser had nothing to do with it and did not rush with excuses, but this only for a while dissuaded (pardon) the result and the warehouses changed every six months.
Newcomer explained the situation. And they promised that if he could catch the thief, he would receive a prize of three salaries, a certificate and his avatar on the board of honor.
How you catch them. There were no video surveillance cameras.
No traps can be placed. Hiding in the shelter, too. Enterprise regime, all strictly, at 8 in the morning came, at 17 in the evening put a plastic seal on the castle of the warehouse and left the territory. They steal at night. The walls are old-fashioned, around holes, which occasionally clutter.
Moreover, it is necessary to catch the hand, no indirect evidence or deductive guesses were promised not to take into account. Therefore, no one from the chiefs believed in catching the thieves, because how many tried to catch them and it was all foolish. And the new warehouser, to the general surprise, took and caught.
Before leaving the warehouse, he laid on the box a chicken chicken baked, with a crisping crust and delicate juicy meat, salsa thinly cut, inside pink, with garlic, tomatoes, a beam of green, cucumbers low-salted, slices of fragile bread. And, pressed by the sweet smell of saliva, he went home.
And in the morning the thieves were taken carelessly sleeping in the warehouse in the alcoholic stove.