i, i don’t know, vitya didn’t involve me in her affairs, i didn’t communicate with klemov at all, wellatened my husband? listen, my husband was killed yesterday, drowned in a toilet, i sympathize, do you have any more questions? no, that’s it, excuse me, please, i’m the one who came through, and i have some. "what size are you, excuse us again, len, yes, what do you want, what, how are you, thank you, great, how are you, don't be sarcastic, you see, i have a lot of work, and maybe i came for work too?" " i hope, put the jar back in place, remember, this is maria, this is the wife of the murdered man? yes, well, i saw her recently, if you cut the whole story short, then at the end her underwear fell out, underwear, did that worry you? well, at first yes, but then i thought, where is the logic? she just, just now, her still warm husband died, and she goes to buy lingerie, it's somehow mournful, or something, like a funeral, what's the problem, how revealing was the lingerie, do you remember, about 7 years ago, it was my birthday, you, well, well, it looks very similar, well , very, that