“comrade colonel, a woman came there, alla baranova, crying, screaming, saying that her husband killed you have everything, let me digress, life is of course a strange thing, yes, just like that you run, you run, you catch the killer, then he comes some unknown wife of baranov and brings us her murderer husband on a platter, this is for you uh... a lesson, why is this for me, because there’s no point in playing checkers with married ladies, i won’t say anything, shut up, shut up, hold on, they found robbers, well , yes, they found robbers, listen, clap, but i know everything about how you lied in a cafe, when i went to the toilet, when i left a folder with documents, then i was afraid that my boss would fire you, i started lying about the robbery, yes i, no, yes, that’s not true, lie already, who ruined your face? did you hit your head against the wall yourself or did someone help? lighten your soul already, and don’t go bothering your superiors about why did you go through the documents? good man, but i asked him myself for authenticity, and he went a little overboard. i did the right