b: a printout with a telephone exchange, from the krapivins they called to vadim karayan’s apartment he cops, why did you open the door, idiot, i thought it was legs, someone was making fun of me. idiot, hello, hello, come in, have a seat. now the duty lawyer will come, it’s better to smoke, give me, smoking is harmful, oh well, you better think about what kind of testimony you will give, none, but that’s good, you’ll have more time for karoyan, now mine, are you going to beat him, god forbid, i don’t like blood, don’t touch him, what are you talking about, he killed our colleague, a policeman. and we don’t touch him, yes what kind of policeman, when in the ninety-fifth year in vsevlarsk, we have evidence, but what do you mean, what does vadik have to do with this, the old horseradish is in prison for this cop, and now the old horseradish will be released, and your vadim will be imprisoned, his jacket is covered in blood it turned out, yes , you’re driving, 7 years have passed, everything was tip-top, suddenly they ran into some cop, a moron at the market? it was i who stabbed the scr