At 7 a.m. we walked, found with friends on the street the certificate of Major of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. We approached the entrance, called a man, asked him to open the door (we did not have a key). We decided to cling over him: he opens the door, and we shout to him in the rope "MVD!" and shake a curl. They did so. But who knew that a man would come out in front of our friend? With the cry "Ept!" he fled, and we remained in tears