Penny Criminal Case. Alexander Cherenov

would lead. But he “played with fire”: Lieutenant Colonel Petrov was not “kind investigator”, who confined themselves to testimony, which, in turn, the defendants were ready to give. Petrov professedly confessed the slogan on the theme of the mountain and Mahomet, but he also did not intend to play the “kind investigator” and the “evil investigator”: he was always himself, that is, the “evil investigator”.

      “Are you deaf, you son of a bitch?”

      The lieutenant colonel is already out of his image and “has returned to himself”

      “I asked a question: did you threaten Kotova to kill and fuck her?”

      Having clarified, how Petrov’s voice vibrated and how the hose vibrated even more in his hands, Petin immediately “set aside the deaf-mute”.

      “Yes… I threatened…”

      “So it will be better!” Petrov “become kinder”. “Now tell me, how you carried out your plan?”

      “I didn’t carry out.”

      Petin did not have time to gaze in the direction of the vibrating hose, because the hose did not vibrate anymore, but did work on the back of a youngster with might and main.

      “Aw, aw, aw!”

      Petin, nevertheless, had time “pay tribute” to the hose three times.

      “But you had the same plan?” Petrov roared, twisting the hose at the very nose of Petin.

      “I had,” “object” did not tempt the fate.

      “Very well,” The lieutenant colonel approved Petin congenially, and immediately recovered. “That’s very bad, of course, I wanted to say… Well, and what was this plan?”

      Petin was “embarrassed”, but not for long: the new “portion of hose” returned to the investigator his image with all his existing duties and absent rights immediately.

      “I… wanted to prove to her that my penis… that I…”

      “That you have penis too, haven’t you?” Petrov specified with a cheerful smirk.

      Petin tried to be embarrassed again, but the sight of the hose made him change his mind.

      “Well, yes… That is, that I… well… I am a man…”

      “And how did you want to prove it to her?”

      The youngster frowned and sighed.

      “I wanted to track her in the wasteland… well, where she was found later…”

      “And how could you know that she was there?” Starkov connected to the conversation interestedly.

      “Their cat constantly runs away there.”

      “Got it: next.”

      Starkov and Petrov worked almost in unison.

      “I wanted… this…”

      “Watch her,” Starkov said gently: lieutenant colonel was ready with a “more popular” version.

      “Well, yes… then I planned to hit her in the head with brick, and when she faints, undress her and shove in her… in… this…”

      “Into the vagina,” Starkov did not change the intellectual in himself, ahead of Petrov, who tried to offer another option.

      “Yes: in the cabin.”

      This time, Starkov and Petrov were unanimous: they burst out laughing a capello. Not dead girl amused them, of course – there is nothing funny: an ordinary human ignorance amused them.

      “Delighted with understanding,” the youngster immediately put his hands on himself.

      “But I did not kill her!”

      “You didn’t want to kill, but…”

      The lieutenant colonel was the first to grab this “thread”.

      “No, I did not want to kill!” the youngster began to tear the “thread” resolutely and with tears. “Yes, I waited for her that day, but I did not wait, although I saw their cat there, in the wasteland…”

      “This is an interesting movie,” Starkov muttered thoughtfully, from somewhere “from abroad… of himself.” “So, the cat, nevertheless, left ‘to walk by itself’… or ‘it was left’…”

      “What are you talking about?” Petrov raised an eyebrow in surprise.

      “So… thoughts out loud… Okay, Petin Jr.”

      Starkov jerked the seat off the seat.

      “You have no alibi – not even one percent. The fact, that you was too loudly indignant about the ‘theft’ of the comb, it could well be work for the public to ‘excuse’. You lost your comb in a wasteland, and then you made up a story with a dressing room.”

      “But I…”

      “Shut up and do not bother to work!”

      Petrov helped the “senior investigator for particularly important cases” immediately – with the assistance of the hose and the participation of Petin’s ribs.

      “Go on, comrade senior investigator for particularly important cases: he will not interfere with you anymore.”

      Starkov gave a bow of thanks and became thoughtful for a moment.

      “Tell me, Petin, did you tell about your plans to your dad? Just do not lie!”

      Petin lowered his eyes.

      “Well, I told him… I said I want her…”

      “Want her”?! ” Petrov “worked to intercept” instantly.

      “No, well, not that… Well, in general… what I already told you…”

      “And dad?” Petrov’s eyes lit up with speculation. “How did dad react?”

      The youngster lowered his head.

      “He said that there is no need to write nonsense… that he will deal with her himself.”

      “And?”

      The eyes of the lieutenant colonel were lit with predatory lights now: a tiger, not a policeman!

      Petin puffed.

      “Well, he went to them… to the Kotovs in the yard… well, and there he promised… that is, he said…”

      “He threatened,” Petrov corrected cheerfully.

      “Yes… that he would fuck her, because she offended his son…”

      “And to whom did he say this?” Petrov continued to perform as a soloist: again, “having gone through the window”, Starkov obviously thought of something of his own, obviously not connected in any way with the testimony of Petin.

      “He said this to all Kotovs…”

      “Who heard these words?”

      “Neighbors…”

      Petrov turned to Starkov energetically.

      “What do you say, bro?” Exactly the same!”

      However, for some reason, Starkov was in no hurry to share the enthusiasm of the lieutenant colonel. Instead of a cheerful connection to the celebration, he first chewed on his lips vaguely, and only then issued a text, but not at all the one, that Petrov, still emitting a glow, expected from him. And the recipient of the text was not the lieutenant colonel.

      “And tell me, Petin Junior, when you stated to your father your plan regarding Kotova, was there anyone else besides you at home?”

      Ignored by the “diversionist bro”, Petrov was offended at first, and then he blew out his lips in surprise. His whole appearance did not