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Отдай свои прошлые сны, В сомненьях себя обрети, В бешеном танце душа кружится! Не думай, что будет потом, Здесь и сейчас мы живем, Стань хоть на миг сам собой, слышишь!
*grabbed a bucket of popcorn – don't ask me where I dug it up* So, in the near future and for most of the day, I'm going to go drinking at a corporate event... I mean, of course, I'll be conducting journalistic research. If SOMEONE starts harassing me during this time and does harass me, then they should feel ashamed later, because I slept well tonight, just like any decent person. Although, I don't think that this SOMEONE is a murderer; they haven't liked me for a long time and are just waiting for a moment to set me up.
Joseph woke up a few hours later.
"What a wonderful evening!" he thought. But as soon as his gaze fell on the murder case file lying on the table, the inspector came to his senses.
"Wonderful..."
After reviewing the case, he began to ponder:
"Who could it be... Someone from our own? Unlikely. We need to look at the newcomers. Hmm, where's my pipe?"
Joseph opened a drawer and began to rummage through the files. One case involving a young lawyer caught the policeman's attention.
"Okay, what do we have here. Aha, a newcomer. Interesting, very interesting. Could it be that someone decided to disrupt the idyll of my town? The old man's remark about his manner of communication was probably the motive. I need to send the guys to check him out, find out what the lawyer was doing that night."
Another case caught his eye.
"What's this... An arms dealer, an alcoholic. How has his shop not been shut down yet! Oh, these connections. They got drunk, had a fight, and a murder? Quite possible. I need to check it out."
The inspector summoned Laine and Simon to his office.
"Laine, go to Vazovski, find out where he was and what he was doing. And you, Simon, go to our new lawyer. And I'll think some more."
After buying some groceries, Mila came home. As expected, Alex wasn't asleep:
"Hey, sis. Have you seen the news? Some psycho stabbed Father!"
"Yes... It's so awful. He didn't wish anyone harm; he was kind to everyone... Unlike that Kyle. Who would have thought that a maniac would turn up in our small town?! We all know each other... How could this happen? Now it seems to me that anyone could be a maniac. Did you see Isaac's crazed eyes? And Horn often has fits of rage! And even my landlady isn't exactly a sweetheart... Maybe she's not getting enough drugs to satisfy her cravings, and she decided to have some fun by taking the lives of honest citizens. And even Zach could turn out to be a bloodthirsty killer. Of course, he doesn't live like us. He has everything. Money makes people evil!
And is it worth trusting our police? I haven't noticed them doing anything useful yet... What a town.
Tonight, I was dancing at the "Orion" nightclub. And what were you doing, Isaac? Was it your shift? And if so, did you perhaps take an hour off work to carry out your dark deeds? Your eyes scare me. It's the typical look of a maniac. There's so much madness in them!
Tonight, I was dancing at the "Orion" nightclub. And what were you doing, Isaac? Was it your shift? And if so, did you perhaps take an hour off work to carry out your dark deeds? Your eyes scare me. A typical maniac's gaze. There's so much madness in them!
You're not right, comrade! I was sleeping peacefully because, unlike everyone else, I sleep at night.
I was always in sight. My club is open until late, and I can't leave it. And you, Millie, where were you? You had half an hour between performances while Coco was singing and dancing.
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Look at this – this old alcoholic supplied weapons to the whole city. I understand that my business isn't entirely clean, even though I pay taxes, but I can't sleep soundly. And why would a journalist need weapons? The only one who was armed with the word of God became a victim. What kind of morals are these (((
Да пошлет нам Небо путь с луной и звездами. Если стихнет парус, мы ударим веслами.
In those half an hour, I only managed to change clothes and call my little brother to see how he was doing. You know how he is... He won't do his homework and will go outside to play ball. Oh, these boys... Sometimes it's so hard to deal with them. But I shouldn't complain. Alex is growing up to be a very kind and responsive boy, even if he's a bit lazy sometimes.
Drakkosha, if you didn't realize that I started playing this game with the intention of constantly teasing you, then my texts are worthless.
But Neyra is seriously considering hanging me. I would, in Joseph's place, give her a good beating!
Logash, why look for a maniac when it's more important to at least start beating up the Mafia?
Laine thought that the most important thing at the moment was to find a doctor to find out how clean he is. But then he received a message on the radio that Joseph was calling him to the department, and Laine, cursing, went to the call.