tamara tretyakova left the house in the afternoon and did not return. it is impossible for the population to disappear unnoticed. all in sight of each other, a neighbor , she saw tamara leaving the village. the whole can is needed with him, even for milk, even for kvass or for berries, next to a forest of lingonberries and marshy places. rumors spread through the village at times unbelievable man-eating bear. yes no in our history, everything turned out to be simpler even worse. tamara tretyakova

was found not in a swamp, but 150 meters from the village in the bushes of wild roses, next to a path next to bushes. here it was a wild place there weren't these houses. hermann sannikov in the sixty-ninth year, the head of the criminal investigation department of the ministry of internal affairs of the udmurt autonomous soviet socialist republic was covered in blood, an examination determined that someone had shot her in the back of the head with a gun. silk bewilderment for what the unfortunate was deprived of her life? it seemed like a simple murder. it would seem that nothing in the field was forgotten together, but nevertheless, it turned out to be pink.

several people in the village heard the shot, thought the hunters were in the forest, but this time someone was hunting the man. after a terrible state of emergency, frightened residents were even afraid to leave the house, whether something would come and more doing something, the village was frightened the whole ivasia pozdeeva in the sixty-ninth year, a resident of the kessky district. on that day, an operative was walking through the village and suddenly heard the sounds of music against the background of general alarm, very strange, detective. went up to the house. and suddenly i saw a dancing woman, she looked absolutely happy. the policeman

asked what the dance was about? and that mourning was declared by a dance lover, she does not regret the village woman who died, and most importantly, she is not afraid of the killer, i’ve been sitting at home for three days, and what is it was a lie, only one detail betrayed her. so we add mustard. so, now put your feet in the water, nothing heals anything, put it down a little now people run to the pharmacy, and in the ussr they respected home treatment. folk remedy i honor smearing the

throat with kerosene even for health, this is a barbaric way to do it well. now no one uses let's take a runny nose. i ask for a home remedy were often not very pleasant, except for raspberry currant jam and decoction and rose hips. no, enough with some patients you need to be stricter, otherwise they will get sick, until all the wild rose in our history ends.

this is a medicinal berry. she helped the investigation, the operative noticed that the woman had absolutely fresh rose hips laid out on the newspapers. but she claimed that she spent 3 days at home. we need to learn more about dance lover svetlana gulyaeva , but recently women suddenly became sworn enemies. two weeks earlier that day, svetlana gulyaeva came to visit the birthday girl. and then tamara tretyakova looked at the celebration, she always stood out

among the villagers with special chic, she looked like a city even got hair dye. in that once tamara's visit was interrupted suddenly, she saw gulyaeva among the guests and immediately began to say goodbye, but svetlana had already risen from the table and threateningly moved her former friend. it did not become clear the woman was fighting fiercely in earnest. then no one understood the reasons for the brawl. now, the investigation became interested in the brawl. maybe both divorced men shared a man with me, they probably dreamed of a new marriage. zagulyaev and sent

an operative, he knocked the woman out of the house and suddenly heard an order behind her back. let her go. the police officer stepped forward, but it seems that the young man was mistaken cocked the trigger. and suddenly he said it wasn't her. i killed tomaru. it's me. i killed her. gulyaeva stepped forward. don't lie, you. there was no detective grabbed the gun snatched it from the two guys. we just had to send the entire gulyaev family, soon the investigation turned out that love was to blame for everything. udmur,

you are a very peculiar people, completely different from others. there are a lot of red-haired among them, so they take the first place in our country and in the world. women have very bright costumes, the younger the girl, the richer the red color and a lot of cells. this young man. today the udmurts came to woo, it was indecent to agree to a wedding the first time. well , indecently they forgot something in the bride's house. well , for example, mittens appeared a reason to return and ask permission again, the bride is often a little

older than the groom, because they tried to marry sons earlier, and there was an age difference to marry daughters a little later. svetlana gulyaeva adored her son she was sure that all local girls are not worthy of her precious offspring, but at the age of 20 dima fell in love every evening disappeared from the house svetlana got exhausted who is she? svetlana decided to follow her son imperceptibly followed him and her friend's heart trembled. tamara could not be

twice as older than the boy by 20 years. svetlana crept up to the window and the soul left in the heel, the son hugged her friend. former girlfriends collided at someone else's birthday, there was once a fight. but the brawl came to nothing. the son continued to disappear into his mistress, then svetlana decided to once again explain herself to her ex, her friend chose the outskirts of the village and the bushes for a serious conversation wild rose. tamara was found dead there. the detectives were sure that one of the gulyaevs shot tamara. but who

exactly was the son, they were waiting for the results of the ballistic examination and soon they appeared. the gun seized by the gulyaevs has a 12 gauge tamara tretyakova was shot with a 16 gauge gun. the experts returned to the scene, this time expanded the search area and found the most important evidence. they were crumpled hard pieces, papers , newsprint, they need to be separated to smooth them out. genrikh kuznetsov in 1969 in 1998, the forensic expert of the forensic forensic department of the ministry of internal affairs of the

udmurt autonomous soviet socialist republic, the criminal made wads out of them for his patrons. the detectives, along with the experts, fought for several weeks, what kind of newspaper? the result turned out to be amazing on the air the club of the famous captains cheers club of the famous captains, many guys quit their business, when they heard the call signs of the radio play the club of the famous captains. no wonder, because his heroes were captain nemo, robinson crusoe and even sherlock holmes from the stories of favorite characters lots of interesting and useful information.

there was even a special radio newspaper for schoolchildren. it published the schedule of all programs, such a newspaper has become an important piece of evidence in our history. the killer made wads for cartridges from a children's newspaper, and they became the only thread for the investigation of the printing house, based on scraps of text , determined the number of the newspaper. and in this way, and untie into a knot. who writes it out and who receives it? but the detectives hoped in vain to figure out the subscribers of the newspaper. you can only buy at the kiosks the union seal in the village of kez there was no

one. most likely, the criminal bought the newspaper in izhevsk or in perm, both large cities at an equal distance from the udmurt village. it is possible that the killer lives there. we started our search from izhevsk, it was a titanic job to first interview all the caeskers soyuz print many of them remembered regular customers. set these people to special attention, the hunters of the gun have a newspaper. no, guns have a newspaper. it seemed hopeless, but then one woman kiosk complained to the newspaper, the radio regularly buys schoolchildren unpleasant man. he constantly finds fault and i am pleased with everything. why is there no agitator magazine? they don't bring us this disgrace, the quarrelsome buyer

exhausted his nerves and left contentedly with a children's newspaper in his hands. the citizen's name was viktor koshkin. the detectives checked that he had no children. why did he need a newspaper for schoolchildren, the operatives decided to get to know each other better, they did not suspect koshkin. what scandal will result in our show, you don’t know who is hiding with clues, and with avito you know for sure that you will profitably sell your smartphone dress or guitar, just place an ad and it will be seen all over the country, and the view and delivery will send your package to any city in russia very conveniently. god, i don't know how to tell you. oh my goodness. save me amazingly performed song new season today 20:40 on ntv

many people still remember the time when izhevsk was entirely one-story and wooden. azina street is named so in honor of the red commander vladimir azin, the people call this area the tatar bazaar or sarika today. this is a vibrant city highway, 50 years ago, things were different. a woman went to rinse clothes at the nearest pond well, if you open a newspaper of those times, then in the ads of the exchanger of the apartment, they wrote across

the river. to me to offer the area was considered dirty marshy, and most importantly, next to the bricks of hooligans. this is where our story continues. koshkin met the operative wary, but answered questions in detail. yes, he happens in the village of kes. at relatives. yes, he has a hunting rifle. yes , he buys a newspaper for radio schoolchildren, what kind of operative decided to ask the main question here. grabbed my heart. the man looked terrible.

had a heart attack in the kitchen, the operative rushed to the kitchen for pills and suddenly heard the slam of the front door. koshkin escaped and locked the phone detective, tried to open the door from the inside, it did not move, decided to knock it out. behind this lesson, the police caught him behind the back of the district police officer, the owner of the apartment loomed. it turned out that koshkin had already managed to compose his own version. the policeman tried to hit me and forced me to commit murder, i managed to escape. the detective was sure the absurd deceit

will give. the move is a very serious matter of killing a woman with a gun. the owner of the apartment is a suspect, but an incredible operative happened to be removed from the investigation, reprimanded and ordered to leave koshkin alone. what happened to the police officer. i did not know, he contacted a very difficult person. it's outrageous that you sold me sour milk yesterday. give me a book of complaints, a book of complaints a soviet invention in other countries, there is nothing like it, and you will buy fresh milk today. again sour thank you very much the book was studied by a special

inspectorate. you could get a demotion, a reprimand, or even a dismissal, but why again you know sour, i see that you are not a stupid, intelligent, educated person. why do you need a book, you do n’t speak your teeth to me, the book of complaints should be in a conspicuous place, but it was often hidden, where is this book? now wait, or maybe the director took to count, then i go to the director, no need no need. here she is, please. in some stores, they went to tricks, started two complaint books one for buyers another for inspectors, and i changed my mind. i'd rather write to you in the executive committee in the newspaper and the prosecutor's office. all the best. some of the complainers were very active and likewise played a part in our history. viktor koshkin was

an experienced slanderer who wrote complaints weekly, throughout the whole instance he very often sorted out the situation, he knew his letters would always be taken into account. after all , koshkin was a brother-soldier of the general secretariat himself, as a cpsu, he never crossed the supply chain. investigator after 2 months after the expiration of the term, he the case was suspended and the transfer of this case to be processed, which means for the absence of a criminal. for almost a

year, everyone forgot about the terrible crime. in addition to the killer himself, he was already going on a new hunt. good afternoon to me, please, here are these dishes with amazing names. i got up in the udmurt way. thank you for re-baking baskets with stuffing here. cabbage with meat

unusually udmurt cakes zyryaty, well, that is, with milk sauce and finally biscuits. this is a nephew of rye dough with sauerkraut, and dumplings in translation are bread ears or just? dumplings are an invention of the udmurts, in any case, they themselves think so and eat dumplings for any reason, even on new year's eve, dumplings played a fatal role in our history. the seventieth year

of the neighborhood of the father's village on that day, nina and seryozha went to their grandmother for dumplings in the neighboring village , it was getting dark to return through the forest, but nina was not afraid of anything, because her brother was nearby. suddenly , a strange click was heard from behind and a shot rang out. she ran back quite a bit slammed. the girl fell wanted to get up, but the terrible pain did not allow him to move. with horror, nina saw a dark silhouette.

the inhabitants of the village still remember that day with a shudder, the shock was quite simply. people couldn't believe that this could happen. a terrible creature appeared on the street at first, no one recognized it. clothes covered in blood instead of an eye, a hole shot at point-blank range in the face, one eye immediately leaked out, this is a disabled person of the first group for the rest of my life. an ambulance was immediately called to the police, but nina was worried about only one thing: people rushed into the forest to help. brought, and

somewhere around here in the area of ​​this pine tree, so it was done. here, he seems to be crouched on the grass looking at the sky, but it was a look of eternity. such a handsome curly guy, he studied somewhere in the 6th or 7th grade. nina was tormented, she had to see the killer, but only his bestial cruelty stuck in her memory. he is still wounded, shedding blood. this man beat. a pencil case on the head with a butt. akhmetov, in his seventieth

year, is older than the investigator of the prosecutor's office of the udmurt assr, the third year ago and a new attack case the hands of the same person. the killer must be sought not in distant izhevsk, but here in the village. the police walked around all the houses, nothing suspicious, and how to figure out the killer without signs. one of the women remembered. in the evening, a man with a gun and in a gray cloak came out of the forest. it is not at all a special sign that all allah

dressed the same, that they will be brought into manufactured goods, then everything and violence. an important league mouse from a children's newspaper was also found at this crime scene, but now it has been added from the local newspaper zvezda but again, there is no need for a star in the village to write out all of her brought to each house, there was only one opportunity to figure out the killer to check his gun, more precisely, all the guns in the hunters' village. there were a lot of people in the area who disobediently reached out to the police department, but the law enforcement officers guessed, surely the criminal did not have a legal gun. so he will not come to the test tube, but you can find out about him from the list of secret

hunters. i had to get acquainted with everyone and almost everywhere the same scene did not have time, people apologized, pulled out weapons from the staniki. eighteen-year-old evgeny khomyakov assured hunters of him slander. he says. no, my building didn’t go anywhere, we were wary and decided to search, really no traces, a hunting rifle, i had to apologize. soon the checks were completed, it seemed the killer was hiding his tracks perfectly. but curiosity killed him.

dear ghost, could it be a little quieter, i still watch the program upset. children are very fond of all sorts of horror stories. the ussr is no exception , almost all terrible stories have come to us since then, we need to correct the situation vanya you see, he is not going to share with anyone, the perception is here no. there were rumors among schoolchildren that spies are inserted into chewing gum, needles and blades, some kind of horror. this sculpture of a bugler stood in all pioneer camps, but according to