every friday in the german town of stetin, not far from the polish border, one could see the same scenetly at 16:00 , the equestrian riding began at the equestrian arena; among them, a couple stood out who were so... good that it was simply impossible not to admire her. the man kept casting loving glances at his assistant. she reciprocated his feelings. the couple gracefully highlanded, switching to golob. suddenly, one of the horses began to limp. the ringmaster began to fuss. he urgently called a veterinarian, who asked everyone to step aside and began an examination. everyone froze in agonizing anticipation. finally, the veterinarian spoke. it’s okay, the shoes were bad again, and he handed the horseshoe to the confused arena attendant. everyone breathed a sigh of relief and decided not to continue the trip. in the fifth foreign department of the nkvd of the bssr in december 1940, they analyzed information received from overseas agents and obtained with the help of a veterinarian agent, the same one who served thoroughbred horses of the equestrian arena. the secretary of the secret p