well, is this your timur kamaev honorable?, here you are, vitalik. well, i was here, so what? and you did he say that he didn’t let you into the apartment? let me in, i came to talk. already better. and how did you kill him? i didn't kill him. and if we find a crime weapon, you beat it with something , and it’s pierced, who knows, our job is to know everything, in the kitchen the floor was washed with washing powder, from traces of blood, that means you got rid of it, but you didn’t get rid of anything, where does the corpse go, ate it, and you still insult me, insult me. this is dough, make puff rosettes with sausage and cheese, it looks amazing, and i’ll send you the sms recipe, everything is elementary, that means roses there is, we still need vegetables, no salad is needed, no, there will be no salad, just chopped vegetables, then some red caviar in tartlets, a bottle of wine and the table is ready! and meat, meat is heavy food, why do you need it, well, aren’t you already romantic, why did you get it? sorry, i just though

the one you killed, timur kamaev. i didn’t touch him with my finger, what are you saying?thout me, how do you feel? why did you kidnap the victim kamaev? well, depending on how you look at it, maybe it’s khramenko and i who are the victims? are you the wittiest one here? he is a woman sticking out in our carriage, he took the creation of his sharashka and was not going to give it to the campaign. i asked everyone to wait, like business it’s not going well, there’s nothing to return it from. in short, i was screwed. did you kidnap him and lock him in the basement until he repaid the debt? something like shooting every day. his cards have a daily limit, in my opinion everything is fair, and beating him during the kidnapping is also fair, don’t worry, no one beat me, where did you get the idea, there were traces of blood on the stairs, their neighbor found them, neighbor, soykina , or something, yes, there are traces for me too, my nose started bleeding, when the weather changes, my head is cracking, my nose is bleeding, maybe it dripped somewhere, forever this jay will make