In my investigative existence, one day it was fun.

So I assisted the court. and honey. The expert. And she is such a fragile, cute, miniature girl. The carpet slides along and across, the eye does not blink (well, it is understandable, a day for 10 bodies to open up, it has already popped). And then I was distracted for a moment, and she was jealous! I think shit! What a living! I turn, and she with a blood scalpel points to the sleeve of the corpse. And on the sleeve is a lonely silver wet.

One day I had to get information from my colleagues. He sent an Exel table and asked to fill it. Would it seem that something could go wrong?

So these frames printed the table on paper, entered the numbers, and dropped the scan. I thought they were mocking, but not. They didn’t really see the problem, but most importantly, a different solution.

I better not give advice. I will return them immediately.

Yesterday I went for business to the Shushara village. I wait for a friend at the supermarket. Here to me, wandering, a man, characteristic of the outside, is heading. Apparently, either a bomb, or a very close to this social element. And, accordingly, the intentions with which he went were clear at first sight.

Can I turn to you? (He started out kindly)

Let me guess, about money?

No is! Do not think! I have money!

Having said this, he pulled out a bunch of coins from his pocket... Then he thought, and sadly continued, “But I need more!”

Russia’s only high-precision weapon is television. It affects the brain, even if it is not.