immediately recognized, a police officer, grabbed a pistol and suddenly zazuli fell on him and snatchedeapon. misfire patrol piled on zola victor zozulya was from leningrad, he loved its beautiful streets and stunning square with all his heart. i arrived to the moscow railway station, he went home on foot to vasilyevsky island. brilliant nevsky prospekt gostiny dvor griboyedov canal and now palace square and winter winter stunning panorama from the palace bridge during the soviet years there were trams. this way, the house remained some 20 minutes pleasant walk. he had no idea that in half an hour his life would collapse, what happened, ensign, how he was connected with a series of murders - it was he. from the testimony of viktor zozulya, i did not want to kill anyone. just turned out in the wrong place at the wrong time. he heard screams from his own apartment while still in the front door, ran down the stairs, rushed inside and found his stepfather, who brutally bludgeoned his own wife, mother zozulya, i 'll brace you a bitch. victor's eyes went dark, he grabbed an iron from a shelf