kupriyanov. kupriyanov, virtuoso.rs, and also killed them for a suitcase with money, so less excitement. i have a strange thing here, i just can’t figure out what it is. what is this thing? look, this is a note from kupriyanov’s room, written here in ballpoint pen: 12:15, 12:20, tuesday, saturday. so maybe kupriyanov didn’t write this at all, maybe it’s the ass who was in the room before. hardly, hotel rooms they collect the staff after each guest, please come in, andrey, he promised to come soon at 8:00, he has such a job. it’s complicated, he’ll tell you everything himself, oh, wait, we have nowhere to rush, i’ll bring you slippers now, no need, slippers, no need, but i’m cold, i’ll give you a chick then, why chick, we have the champagne sea, for our engagement, vladik, yes, vyacheslav yuryevich, but no vyacheslav yuryevich, or what? no, what, but i have here yes, no, come in, come in, look, this, this is a printout of the numbers. phones to which kupriyanov called over the last 2 weeks, so what is this circled numb