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UNBELIEVABLE ADVENTURES OF MAREK PAGOSA
Well, finally! I looked all over for you.
Your luck, it seems, goes to me.
Wanted to go, one day off on Sunday and...
here's to you! Oh!
I called a troop meeting, wanted to ask you, you to replace the guard.
Want to have all people at the meeting.
Something important?
You have to ask?
Since then, he kidnapped the detective Kwassa...
Kidnapped?
What do you think? However, listen for yourself.
Adventure seven, or
A mysterious letter detective Hippolytus quassa, or
Detection of den Central Alberta Flash.
Ready, chief. You can start.
Tell me "comrade groups".
There, chief... the company officer.
Will tell you everything after the meeting. I have to go.
Guard! To take a position.
There! Chef! Friend squadron!
Comrades! I have to give you a report on the results of searches
our friend and comrade Cesca Peikert,
disappeared under still unknown circumstances.
You know, last night I spent
together with our invaluable friend detective Hippolyte Quassam
on a Stakeout in the restaurant "Arizona".
Know also that the result of this operation, I got together with pan Fanfare
in a cage with lions.
Ha ha ha!
Settle down! Peace!
Comrades, I have to tell you sad news.
With the operation "Lion's mouth" returned the detective Ippolit Kvass.
How not come back? What? Impossible!
Peace of mind! Comrades, calm down!
Silence! Silence!
I suspect that detective Ippolit Kvass was kidnapped.
Stolen? Who? Under what circumstances? When?
Please! Excuse me please feel free to contac...
I'm so sorry that you allow yourself to take your time.
But I have one request to you.
But I see that in this situation it is most likely not true.
You want me you somewhere for a ride?
Sure! I just got a letter, you need to find Marek!
I suspect that it is at this moment...
At the headquarters!
And I was in the guard for the guard! Attention!
You are in the guard... do Not understand.
The boys have something very important to discuss.
After the loss of detective Kwassa!
And, it is! I received a letter from him!
What?!
My friend sends a message, which means he's alive!
Yes?
Only the content of the letter is so confusing that I have to show it to Marek.
Ah! Then come back to headquarters.
Come on!
I suspect that at the moment...
Dear Anatole! I'm on the trail.
Doing a little observation.
Soon everyone will be in captivity as it deserved.
Do not give police another ten days.
In the evening sit plyatsok. Drank the whole flask.
Study of boredom chess.
No known under the sun game better.
With reverence, Kvass.
Oh! Finally some news, fortunately, the detective is alive.
Alive. And even conducting surveillance.
That explains why he could not move.
What are you looking at, boy?
Wonder how the letter had time to reach.
Really! I didn't pay attention to it!
After the detective was gone yesterday!
It was night when you went back for it in a restaurant and there was not caught.
Interesting.
A letter has already been reached.
Reached, although it is only eleven a.m. and Sunday!
Yes, it's really suspicious.
Piccolo!
Listen, sh... squadron!
Bring a magnifying glass.
This letter is a fake.
I believe that this is not a detective Quass wrote it?
Maybe he wrote, maybe not.
I don't know the handwriting of detective Kwassa.
But one thing is certain - this letter was not mailed.
And the brand?
Mark old. Pasted on the envelope the old mark.
And the stamp? Enough to check the stamp.
The postmark date is may 15, but five is bad imprinted.
I doubt it, five if at all. Looks like a three.
And the Roman five was once a stick, but it scraped.
This is exactly April, not may.
But who and why would send such a letter?
I was thinking about it, I'm afraid it's a trap.
Detective Kvass can be in the hands of criminals.
They forged the letter, so we were not worried for the fate of the detective,
and not reported to the police.
Indeed, it is possible.
He forged a letter, allegedly written by a detective,
and threw it in the mailbox of Pigusov.
Dear sir said - supposedly a detective.
You assume that this letter was not written by my friend personally?
I think so.
Me too.
I checked this possibility after he received the letter.
Its complicated contents made me suspicious.
Then I compared this letter with others
once received from my friend.
So what?
This letter is written by someone else, right?
This letter was written detective Kvass, personally.
So then what does this whole story with the fake name?
Why detective Quas set off in such deceptive shenanigans?
The letter could write a detective Kvass personally, but not voluntarily!
Like this? Impossible! How do you know?
Detective Kwassa? Incredible!
Calm down, comrades! Peace!
Those who locked the detective Kwassa could find a way
to get him to write this letter.
Detective Kvass were looking for a way to give us some information.
This may mean that the letter contains a double message!
I think so. Light the burner.
No, it's not. Let's try a different tool.
Maybe Konik? Interesting. Interesting combination.
In this case, there is only one possibility.
In the letter the encrypted message.
Encrypted? How?
I wondered, looking at the letter,
why it consists of eight words in each of the seven lines?
Eight words in each row, what does that mean?
Yes, exactly! Why eight words?
I am surprised by the fact that detective Kvass,
despite the fact that, as he writes, conducts surveillance,
is engaged in another game of chess.
And claims that no game in the world better!
It's true. I don't know the game better.
No wonder that detective Quess she admires.
The Konik. A horse, an elephant. An elephant, a horse.
The Konik.
Well, Yes. But is that a reason to be in such an important letter to write about it?
To emphasize this fact. The Konik, Konik...
Of course, Konik! Comrades!
These eight words each line
eight chess cells in the same row.
Chess cells? How can it be connected?
How? So, what if, starting with the first word, that is, with the word "I"
we will move the chess horse to the right
and then at the bottom turn left, then decipher the following message:
"I sharpened the flask under the dumplings".
Ho-Ho-Ho! Good one, boy, that's a great joke!
This is no joke, this is a serious message.
Serious? Here is the number.
I sharpened the flask under the dumplings.
Like this?
Don't you see - the words together in a sentence!
What if, in your opinion, is this proposal?
I'm thinking about it.
If I could only decipher the meaning of the words "flask" and "dumplings".
They have to mean something. Something important.
Do you think Celestine?
Flaska, flaska... This must mean the name of the gangster,
who locked the detective under the dumplings!
Well, Celestine!
Here exactly we are talking about our good familiar - Alberta for flash!
I Flash is not a flask.
And you would like to detective Quass wrote to you:
"I'm trapped by albert Flashy in his lair..."?
Well, okay, but that means "dumplings"?
Wrote sitting under the dumplings.
Dumplings, dumplings, dumplings, dumplings...
* Milk - it means Jack.
What did you say?
You read, perhaps, "About those two that stole the moon"?
Well, Yes.
And there was Jacek and Dumplings.
They were confused: Jacek called Dumplings,
and the Dumplings - Jacek.
Now I understand everything.
Comrades, detective Kvass locked Jacek.
Under Jacek?
Why Jacek?
Who is Jacek, chief?
"Under Jacek" - this means that under the Holy Jacek,
in the basement of the Church of St. Jacek.
Should be there any dungeons or basements,
in which the gang albert Flesh its lair.
This is your district.
Will go there tomorrow after school.
Scout on, and if you notice anything suspicious
call the center.
Yeah, take a few people to help.
I will come to you later, I need to go to the captain Adulto.
Piccolo!
What is it, chief?
Tomorrow is a post in the Department.
There, chief!
Chief?! I told you to address me as "comrade groups".
Fellow company officer, this is... lemons!
Comrades! The first item of our collection is exhausted.
The free offers. Who wants to speak?
Comrades, I wanted to say, I mean, I wanted to suggest that
instead of a conclusion, to treat everyone to ice cream!
Uraaaa!
Who "for"?
3, 3, 5, 5, you for 1 zloty.
Comrade, for 1 zloty? It won't be much of a ball, comrade,
throw a couple more zlotys.
Three zlotys!
Yay!
After eating the ice cream immediately proceed to action!
We need to find detective Kwassa and Cesca Picarta! Okay?
Clear.
We said that we are interested in old churches, and showed us all
the cellars too.
So what?
Dungeons no.
In the basement, the nuns keep the barrels of pickles and sauerkraut.
Puncture. We must have incorrectly decoded a letter detective Kwassa.
Peridion.
Yes, chef.
Take your people and go back.
Wait a minute, that's not all.
Passing the Church of St. Basilio, we noticed a man,
which appears in our file Cabinet Oblique.
We started to follow him.
Rascal came under the Church wall and vanished like camphor.
As it is vanished?
Maybe it was just entered the Church through the side door?
No, I checked. There all side doors are locked.
We were inside, there is only a boy, and two old ladies.
Take positions in front of the Church and wait.
I come to you about an hour of the day.
There, chief.
Oh God, I want to drink.
Would drink a barrel of lemonade.
How do you get out? Maybe someone watching the place?
Yah. So much time sticking out and nothing.
However, now the friend will see.
Orangeade, please.
Let another, in this there was no gas.
Will pay you back, my cricket, please.
Come on! Go there!
Mruvka, Celestine, Peridin - way, the rest of me!
So what?
Gone.
Where?
There.
Gone where? Into the wall? People - this is not camphor.
I saw it here and was gone.
Maybe you imagined it.
He saw, as he turned in that direction but could go further.
Where next?
There!
Saw them?
What? Who? Where?
Well these three. One in the vest, the second portfolio.
No, we are not seen.
Impossible.
And yet. Now everything is clear.
This figure is the same Holy Jacek!
That's about it wrote detective Kvass, and I, fool, thought that it is
about the Church of St. Jacek.
Then the detective Kvass must be somewhere nearby.
Wrote that sharpened by Jacek. Under Jacek? Clear!
Wait, no. Piccolo, let wire.
Steel, copper, or conventional iron?
Let it be steel, faster!
So how? Now, you know?
There is an empty space.
Well, Yes, but how they got there?
How?
Look! The ball bearings!
Full automation!
Enough to turn the cross to the doors opened by themselves!
Cleverly. And no one would have guessed, looking at the niche.
All designed to use the natural shape of the sculpture.
I need three volunteers.
The action threat. We enter the shelter of the enemy.
Who called? I only need three.
Will draw lots. I only need three.
Piccolo! Get matches.
Give each one at a time.
Peridion, Piccolo and Mrowka. Snap off heads. Drop!
Peridion, it is a dangerous expedition, and you have to stay on top.
Keep watch on the surface.
But chief, I pulled!
I know, but you're capable of. If I die, you must replace me.
You go Celestine. Piccolo, what with the inventory?
Full set, chief. Only with worse food.
I don't expect a big outing. There are...
Now that we have...
Four cases of water, juice, mackerel in tomato sauce and biscuits.
Nothing can be done, we don't have time to restock.
Every minute is precious.
Forward, just!
All!
While!
All!
While!
If we don't go to five, let captain Adulto. While!
Good day, comrades!
Good day, comrade squadron!
Guys! There's someone in there! I have someone holding!
Chief, come out from under his cap.
Well, go out, do not see that you cap pinched?
Hell of a start, huh?
Just don't talk about failure, and it will bring misfortune.
Well, what's so funny? It would be better helped to pull the cap.
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