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- Can we go back?
- Are you kidding me?

You had a long face all night,
constantly mad at something!

When I suggested to go home, you agreed
instantly. Now you want to go back?

Well, I loved the party.
Such a great evening!

The way you were
acting, though...

What did I do?

Oh nothing... You did
absolutely nothing wrong.

But you were only interested
in yourself, as usual.

Yourself, your job, your problems.
By the way...

There's one thing I don't understand.
You keep saying how much

you envy Seleznev.

What's wrong with that? I do envy him.

He's a free man. A business man.
He does what he wants.

On the other hand, I always have

to think and care about
other people's actions!

You have to care?
You have to care?

Your eyes were glued
to those girls,

while you were blabbering
about Seleznev.

One was his girlfriend, and she
brought a friend with her.

I fail to see the point of acting
like this. Oh, wait, I understand.

- Fool!
- What?

- You're a drama queen!
- What did you say?!

- Sasha, where are you going?
- To hell with you!

Idiot.

Hello.

ACADEMIA

Galina Sumina

Maksim Bityukov

Elizaveta Lotova, Aleksandr Konstantinov,
Vladimir Yumatov

Aleksandr Yatsko, Igor Yurtaev,
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- Good afternoon.
- Afternoon.

I'll go check it out.

One of the men had some ID in his pocket.
His name is Voronin.

He was a deputy in the assembly.
Quite a famous guy.

The other one had no ID on him.

Why did the boss think that my
people should investigate it?

Well, the bodies are unidentified.
No hands, no faces...

One has Voronin's ID, but how can
we know if he really was that man.

I see. We are handling unidentified
bodies now. Time to get to work.

I realize that identifying your close
ones' bodies is very difficult.

- Have a glass of water.
- Thanks.

We've seen enough corpses, but
I know it's difficult for you.

But I'm afraid we'll have to do it.
This is not a simple case.

His face is mutilated
beyond recognition,

and anyone could put that
ID in his pocket, right?

It's him.

He had a scar on his shoulder.

His body, his toes...

I have lived with him for 9 years.
It's him.

Alright. Let's try and think
back to yesterday evening.

You pulled over and your
husband got out of the car.

You called him, he kept
going without looking back.

Yeah.

- And then you drove off.
- Yes.

- You got back home and went to bed?
- Yes.

And you weren't bothered by the fact
that your husband never returned?

It happened quite often in our family.

Alright. And you have no idea
who that other corpse might be?

No.

Could it be one of his friends?

No idea. My husband never tells me
anything. I mean, never told me anything.

But yeah, no way it was his friend.

I pulled over by accident.

As I said, we started fighting,
he flipped out and got out of the car.

Has this happened to you before?

I mean, did he leave you in the
middle of nowhere like this before?

- Not really.
- Not really.

How did the chat go with Svetlana?

She was quite unsure of herself
during the identification.

Her reaction was not emotional enough.

So you wouldn't call her reaction sorrow.

No. She was just upset.

Their problems were so serious,

that she considered her
a grass widow anyway.

- On paper she had a husband...
- But in reality she hadn't.

Yeah.

If situations like this
last long enough...

Her wish to become a
widow is understandable.

You think she might've helped
herself become a widow?

Well, I'm not a woman.

In any case, you should try
to learn more about her.

Yes, I agree with you.

We have to find out
whether she has a lover.

We also have to learn which
of her husband's assets

are in her name. And so on...

Sure, sure. We'll find out.

So, what do we have here?

Cause of both men's death was the
explosion of some unknown substance.

Unknown as of right now, of course.

They had pieces of burnt
plastic on their bodies.

It could've been a plastic
container with the explosives.

It seems

that the device exploded

when the men were
facing each other.

It's possible one of them was passing
the explosives to the other.

How? A famous deputy was passing
the device to some unknown man?

I doubt that. Doesn't go
alone with his wife's story

about stopping the car randomly.

Voronin could've acted that
way to make her stop the car.

That way she couldn't
know who he was meeting.

That's too complex for Voronin.
He'd have done something simpler.

Yeah, me too.

First you become a deputy, get a wife, a
lover on the side, then you can talk.

We need to inspect the
car wheels for soil samples.

Also we'll check the soil in
that place where they stopped.

Yeah. There is one issue here.

The device was not too powerful,

but the limited blast zone
is really weird. Look.

If this was a regular explosive device,

their whole bodies would've been damaged.

But in thise case the
blast zone is very small.

Only hands and faces were damaged.

If not for Voronin's ID,

we would only be able
to identify the body...

If his wife filed a
missing person report.

Yeah. And no one is looking
for the other man.

Who he was, how can we
identify him - no idea.

We'll know something by evening.

Once the test results come back.

A regular tattoo. A woman with an apple in
her hand and a snake wrapped around her.

That's a regular tattoo for you, Oksa.
But the guy was 60 years old.

You can only get a tat
like this in prison.

I like it. Old man was
the romantic type.

Oksa, this is a prison tat.

I studied this subject professionally.

The snake around her and
the apple mean that

he commited a crime
because of some woman.

Yeah, thanks to Denis. Thank god, I won't
ever see a tat like this in real life.

Our dead man was suffering from
multidrug-resistant tuberculosis.

That's a very dangerous disease,
resistant to antibiotics.

I checked the strain. You can't
treat it like regular tuberculosis.

Oksa, where are you going?
Everything is perfectly clean here.

Bye.

You look good with this new haircut.

What about this dangerous tuberculosis?

Is it from some tropical country?

No, Anastasia Vladimirovna.
It's from prison.

Wrong treatment leads to these
dangerous forms of the disease.

The Red Cross has been sounding
alarm for quite some time now.

That means your theory is correct, Ed.

A hand with a flower
and some barbed wire

means that our suspect spent 16 years in prison.

- He's a habitual offender.
- And he got out of jail recently.

He got traces of para-aminosalicylic
acid and isoniazid in his blood...

Keep it simple, Ed.

Simple speaking,

these are traces of three-way
treatment system of tuberculosis.

That's a very outdated system. But
they probably still use it in prisons.

Based on these traces in his blood,
he was only released very recently.

Within the last month, I'd say.

I enquired the regions about the prisoners
who have recently been released.

No matches so far.
Kirill, maybe...

He had some other distinctive
characteristics, not just tattoos.

That might help us identify the body.

I can inspect the
body more thoroughly.

I'll find out what he ate, what he
breathed. Take a lung issue sample.

Yeah, good.

Kirill, how did it happen that

I wasn't involved in this Oksa situation?

Well, first, Denis approached me.
I refused to help him.

I still think that he had
to talk to you first.

He never talked to me.

He knew you'd send him to Oksa. And
Oksa would just refuse him again.

The circle is closed. He decided to
act in the interest of his client.

You gotta admit, had he not done that,

Oksa'd be in prison now.
A win's a win, right?

Yeah. He enjoys winning.

In any case, Kirill, I
really don't appreciate

when things like these
happen behind my back.

These are my people. I'm
responsible for them.

- Also, I'm sorry...
- Sorry for what?

- I thought you were helping him.
- Please, stop.

Anastasia Vladimirovna, I...
are you busy?

- No, Shurik, speak.
- It's about the explosives.

The mixture was based
on nitroglycol...

I was not able to determine the exact
composition based on combustion products yet.

But this mixture is really interesting.

Based on impurities I can tell...

That our unknown chemist got the nitric
acid using the Glauber reaction.

So?

I mean that's a real classic recipe.

That means he didn't buy the
ingredients in the store.

He distilled all the
ingredients personally.

- A real fan of chemistry?
- Yeah, very old school.

Hey, isn't your headless
corpse some old guy?

Yeah, but the other
parameters don't match.

As far as I know they don't
teach chemistry in prisons.

Where could he find this classic recipe?

I'm not sure. But I'll find out.

I have a chemist friend. He's a
professor and a really good chemist.

We are old friends. He'll help me.

Thank you, Shurik. But I
also got another option.

I'll request information on all the
scientis who were ever involved in crime.

- Can I go?
- Sure.

Excuse me.

Yeah, hello. What?

Alright.

I'm sorry, Nastya, I
have to talk to someone.

Sure.

- Hello.
- Hello.

What's with the secret meeting, Olya?

What, you and me got some secrets now?

This is no secret.

The conscription happens twice a year.
There are articles about it.

So? What's our problem here?

Well, yes, yes...

They might draft Shurik.
We gotta do something.

Yeah. What do you have in mind?

I got an idea. But Shurik... I
don't know what's inside his head.

He hopes it'll just
work itself out.

And you are thinking about the future.

That's right, women should
always be very thorough.

I'll tell them I'm pregnant.

You know, by Shurik. They'll grant
him postponement, then we'll see...

- I was wrong to praise you.
- What, you don't like my plan?

It will happen sooner or later. Right
now we really need this pregnancy.

You are a doctor. I'm sure you know how
to obtain a pregnancy certificate.

Olya, imagine Nastya's reaction when
she hears about this risky venture!

She'll kill me if she learns about it.

She'll know. Because the
truth always reveals itself.

You understand me?

- So it's impossible?
- Yeah.

Impossible.

I guess you are right.

She won't even let me
see him after that...

Alright. I'll think of some other way.

Promise me that you'll consult
me before doing anything.

And don't you try to get pregnant for real.
You hear me?

Fine.

Come in, Oleg Ilyich.

Have a seat.

Yeah... I see you are
quite comfortable here.

We are always glad to
see you, Oleg Ilyich.

Enough with this adulation, Alexander.

That's not in your nature.
Show me what you got.

Will you need lemon?

- Yeah.
- Great, I like lemon, too.

Here you go.

We have some unknown
explosive substance.

The recipe is also unknown.

And it's quite a unique recipe.

He never used factory ingredients,
went straight old school in this one.

It's like he distilled nitric
acid using the Glauber reaction.

Johann Glauber... He was a great alchemist.

He claimed that he discovered
the elixir of life.

What if he is still alive,
and made the bomb himself?

- I see. Sorry, that was a joke.
- I understand, Alexander. Very funny.

Judging by the recipe, he
was really old school.

- He used Stettbacher's method.
- Did we learn it in the uni?

Alfred Stettbacher
published his famous book

«Gunpowders and explosives»
in Zurich in 1933.

It's really a pyrotechnician's bible.
Use it to find the recipe.

You know, Alexander, I'm very sorry that

our department lost such a student.

Don't you want to try
and get readmitted?

No, Oleg Ilyich. I'm not ready yet.

And I don't want to lose my job.
They respect me here.

I had no doubts about it, Alexander.

Hello.

Shurik, go to the drugstore and
buy some peroxide, alright?

Shurik, what is this?

That's actually our best bet.

The recipe is not exactly the same...

And the effect is different. But
we have to use what we found...

In that Stettbacher's book.

The translation is far from perfect.
Plus it's not even a full book.

But there's no other option on the web,
we checked all the online libraries.

FSB sent us the list of chemists who
were involved in criminal activity.

Check it out, maybe you'll
find some familiar faces.

Can't say I know anyone. And
it's kinda pointless anyway.

I only talk to young chemists.

And they all use screennames
on the internet.

I see. They were all on trial
for producing synthetic drugs.

There are almost 100 of them. I'll
ask the officers to investigate.

I'm in high demand today, Dr. Lemke.
First Nastya, now you.

Everybody wants something. By the
way, I brought the test results.

Yeah. Tell me, Shurik, what is millerite?

Millerite? Well, some kind of a mineral.
It's all explained there.

We found it in one
of the men's lungs.

- What else?
- I dont know.

It was named for British mineralogist
William Hallowes Miller.

Brilliant.

Do you have any useful information?

Well, since it was found in the lungs...

The dead man must've breathed
in some millerite dust.

Where is this mineral usually found?

In nickel ore.

- Where do they mine it?
- In Norilsk.

Where else?

How should I know, Dr. Lemke?
I'm not a geologist.

They also mine it in
Murmansk, Shurik.

You should've told me about it as
soon as you tested the sample.

I shouldn't have to
interrogate you to hear this.

Go to Zorina and tell her that

our dead man did time
in Murmansk or Norilsk.

Since we found millerite in his lungs.

And, well, you get the picture.

We can just call Zorina.

I'm actually busy, I
gotta go to the library.

Are you working as a janitor there?

Dr. Lemke, stop pressuring me.
Have I done something wrong?

I'm lecturing you because you
are not some assistant

who can do some tests and go home.
You're a future scientist.

You gotta learn to think, make conclusions.
Science is also an investigation of sorts.

You need to be able to put together
random clues and make conclusions.

Conclusions that
only you can make.

I hear you. I'll do
better next time.

I have an update on the Voronin case.

My people learned that
the dead criminal

did time in Murmansk.

Wait. You sent them a request and

got zero results,
from what I remember.

Yeah. But I had to make another request.

They confirmed that he was
in one of their prisons.

Judging by his height,
tattoos and other features,

we know that his name
was Viktor Makarov.

- Why didn't they tell it the first time?
- They had no idea.

As far as they knew, Viktor
Makarov died 2 weeks ago.

Oh, wow.

He died twice.

They found his body in Murmansk.
He was severely burned.

They could only identify
him thanks to ID.

It's possible Makarov
faked his death.

Fine. What was he doing in Moscow?

Why would a deputy meet with

some Murmansk goon in the middle
of the night? That's nonsense.

Maybe Voronin was planning to use Makarov

as a potential perpetrator of
and explosion.

But something went wrong...

Wait. That means Voronin's wife lies when
she says she stopped there by accident.

She was not shocked by her husband's death,

so yeah, she might be lying.

We took soil samples from the car wheels.

We know for a fact that
Voronina pulled over there.

You see, if Voronin was the employer,
Makarov was the perpetrator...

...and Voronina was an accomplice, the car
could've stayed there for quite some time.

Yuri Kuzmich, what if
Voronina was the employer,

Voronin was the victim and
Makarov was the perpetrator?

She could've make a
scene on the road on purpose.

Then her husband got out of the
car and she left the scene.

Well, why not, it's quite possible.
What do we know about Voronina?

She has a lover. After her
husband became the deputy,

he gave her his business.

His death suited her.

I think we need to check this theory.

We still don't know who
produced the explosives.

Police will start checking on the
chemists from that huge list,

that the FSB gave us.

But we don't really
have time to do that.

Voronin was too important.

We can't work at our own
pace, we have to hurry.

There must be another way
to find the chemist.

- Can I go?
- Just hurry, please.

- Yeah.
- Later.

Oh, good morning. Come in, take a seat.

Wouldn't call it good.

I think I already told you
everything about that night.

- So what happened?
- Meaning?

What do you think
happened there?

Was it a premeditated
murder or an accident?

It's your job to figure
it out, don't ask me.

We're working on it.

Whenever we get some new
information, we analyze it.

With the help of this new info,

we are getting closer to learning
the facts of the incident.

Have a sit, please.

You have your own business.
Quite profitable, too.

Your husband used to own that business.

Shortly before his death, he
signed the business over to you.

We also learned that you
have a very close friend.

His name is Boris Kramer.

Your husband's death
didn't shock you at all.

I'm sorry, but your statements
don't look too convincing.

If I wanted to fake it I would've
been crying on your shoulder.

Like a grieving widow. But what's
the point? I don't see it.

My husband always did what he wanted.

He never cared about
me or his job.

Yeah, I had a lover. So what?

I knew that I was going
to be left alone.

I was preparing for that, you see?

- Oh yeah, I see.
- I'm so glad.

Yeah, I'm not grieving. But I'm not
happy either. Inside I'm hollow.

We spent 9 years together.

Any luck, Shurik?

Any luck... Went to the library,
found that Stettbacher's book.

Yo know, the one the
professor mentioned.

Then I had an idea. You showed
me that list with the chemists.

I made a list of people who took
this book from the library.

Good job, Shurik. I'll give you
my list of convicted chemists.

You can just compare the
names from these 2 lists.

Yeah, I'll compare them. I'm
the one who suggested it.

Great, Shurik. I'm not
trying to steal your shine.

I'll go to the murder scene once again

to check our grieving widow's statements.

Then I'll return to see the
results of your work, okay?

- Sure.
- Thanks.

- So, Artur?
- The car was here.

It didn't stay here for long, though.
Voroning got out...

And his wife left. I don't
see any of her prints.

The body was found 200 meters from here.
It's a 2 minute walk.

- Did the car stay for 2 minutes?
- No.

Judging by these prints,
the car left immediately.

The ground is very soft here.

If she spent more time here, the
prints would've been more firm.

I just remembered the conversation
they had in the car...

I mean Svetlana's version
of it, of course.

A mosquito.

What if Voronin faked that
fight to leave the car?

Svetlana mentioned he was acting weird.

It was just a scene. They had
fights almost every day.

But this fight happened on the
road, with no one around.

Also, he knew that the
road home was dangerous.

Also, they left the party suddenly,
with no apparent reason.

I see. I think we need to find

some more info on Voronin.
Business problems...

...crime, enemies.
Anything is possible.

- Are you done here?
- Yes. Yes.

Let's go. Lobanov is waiting.

He is not happy with our progress,
or, rather, the lack of it.

Alright, let's discuss Makarov now.

Our guys in Murmansk
tracked his movements.

They found out what train he took, as well.

He used some fake ID to buy a ticket.

The ID was in Pashutkin name.

Pashutkin.

But the conductor remembers him well.
Judging by his description, it was Makarov.

Yeah. Pashutkin...

- Interested why he remembers him?
- Why?

He remembers him because
Makarov-Pashutkin

never put his suitcase down.

He even took it to the restroom.

He had something valuable inside.

I think I know what that was.

Our colleagues gave us some info...

Makarov was a suspect
in transporting drugs.

Local DEA received some iformation
from one of the snitches

about a large stock of drugs
in Severomorsk port.

Makarov was their only suspect.

And then they found his burned body.

That means Makarov faked his
death to cover his tracks.

Then he took the drugs to Moscow.

And met with a deputy in
the middle of the night?

- That's what you're saying?
- Yeah.

Well, that means that Voronin was
also involved in the drug trade.

I guess so. Keep on working.

Yeah. Thanks, Yuri Kuzmich.
See you later.

Any luck?

3 people from that list took that book.

Great. I can question them all myself.
I also need you.

You will help me to expose
your chemist friends.

Mr Ignatov. Please come in.

Good afternoon.

I hope we aren't keeping you from work.

- From work?
- Yeah. Don't you have a job?

Oh, yes, yes. My job is quite interesting.

An air freshener.

A detergent.

And this is a perfect
anti mosquito spray.

It even helps against the cops.

- Are you having a laugh?
- What, you don't like my job?

I'm a brilliant man, and I'm
forced to sell this crap

just to make some bread.
What do you want from me?

We needed your... consultation.

Consultation?

You are asking a man who
has nothing for help.

Go to hell!

Subpoena me if you
need me that much!

I'll come back and spray
everything in here...

- Please don't.
- ...to get rid of all the bloodsuckers!

Hey you! Don't embarrass my science!

Why are you so brilliant?
Cooking up dope in the kitchen?

If you had brains...

You'd do something
productive instead of this.

Go kill your mosquitoes,
stay away from people.

Shurik, first time I'm
seeing you act like this.

You acted like a real
reasonable adult. Bravo.

Well, we have to have the final say.

We're on the side of truth.
And the truth always wins.

- You aren't going to summon him again?
- No need to. He's a funny weirdo.

I would've helped him a bit, of course.

No matter. As we chemists say...

A negative result is a result anyway.

Yeah. As long as the
bosses agree with us.

- So who's the next guy?
- Alexey Vasilievich Pleshkov.

- Ex-head of the laboratory.
- Well, let's talk to him.

Oh, I'm so glad. Very nice to meet you.

- Hello, have a seat.
- Thanks.

It's very rare to see a person,
who's glad to talk to the police.

The police? Oh, right, it's
called the police now.

I'm still calling it the militia.

Well, what can I say, I'm retired.

We wanted to consult with
you about something...

Oh, that makes me even happier.

The fact that you want
to consult with me.

We wanted to ask you...

You know, even the director
always wanted to consult with me.

I was a very respectable man.

Well, nowadays I'm just a poor

retiree, no one cares about me.

I'm broke. But back then
things were different. Yes.

In my lab they called me Mendeleev.

If those haters didn't
slander me like that, I'd...

I told you everything.

- Multiple times.
- Shurik, be quiet, please.

Oh, I get it, I'm leaving.

- Have a nice day.
- Goodbye.

What were you nodding for?

He smells like acetic anhydride.

It's one of the prime ingredients when
making heroin from raw opium at home.

He smells like it!

Oh, I see. Our poor retiree
hasn't forgotten his old habits.

Poor guy...

Poor drug dealer sounds as
crazy as a rich librarian.

I bet there's money
everywhere in his apartment.

He's good at messing with people's heads.

"I'm the best, those damn haters..."

Listen, do they use this
anhydride to make explosives?

Nah. Nah, they don't.

We gotta tell Zorina about him.

She should let the DEA know.

I already know what he's
going to tell in court.

"I'm a poor retiree, they
called me Mendeleev.

The director used to consult with me.

I'm so broke, I'm getting fat because of the
hunger". Well, we got other things to do.

94... Oh, Zorina, come in.

- Good morning, Yuri Kuzmich.
- Good morning.

Take a seat... 96...97... 98... 99...

100. Well, let's see...

The FSB guys got zero leads on Voronin.

Let me help you, Yuri Kuzmich.

Thanks. In business he was
very non-confrontational.

No suspicious friends.

His only flaw was his obsession
with spending money.

Yeah, but that's not a crime.

- Right.
- Yeah.

What have you got?

We checked two of the suspects.
One is clean.

We found a drug lab in the
second one's apartment.

- Heroin, most likely?
- Was he acting weird?

His clothes smelled like acetic anhydride.

Wait. Do you have a dog
in your academy, too?

We don't need a dog, we have Shurik.
He can smell any kind of a chemical.

Funny. Yeah... Now listen...

Zorina, to solve this crime we really
need to a sense of smell of a dog.

Although we call it differently here.

- We call it detective's sense. Get it?
- I get it.

And you spend time
questioning some chemists...

Then telling me funny stories,

instead of digging into the ground.

Yuri Kuzmich, we have another guy.

He's also a chemist. One of those

who were interested in
that book on pyrotechnics.

What did you say? A book on pyrotechnics?

What a jerk... Listen, Zorina,
we have to arrest him right now.

Let me call the police brigade right now.

We can get the Alpha
involved too, agreed?

No need for this irony, Yuri Kuzmich.

Maybe. But as of right now, you are stuck.

So go and start digging.

Shurik, we only have one
guy left, Skvortsov.

If he's not our guy,
you'll become the suspect.

That's him for sure,
Anastasia Vladimirovna!

He refuses to go here, and
overall acts very weirdly.

He got an apartment...

But he spends a lot of time in
his cottage not far from Moscow.

What's weird about it?

Why would a bachelor
with an apartment...

Rent a cottage, if he
doesn't even live there.

- What if he just loves the fresh air?
- Nah, I don't think so.

All these ingredients that
are used to make explosives

have traces, smells.

Pleshkov was cooking dope in his apartment.

You could smell it from the lobby.

But if this Skvortsov guy makes
explosive, he's real careful.

I doubt he got a lab in his apartment.

That's why he needs that cottage.

So we have to go there and inspect his
clothes, see if we find any traces.

We don't have a search warrant. And we
can't get it because we lack facts.

Anastasia Vladimirovna, if I'm correct...

He uses nitroglycol to
make the explosives.

What's the main ingredient
needed to make nitroglycol?

Nitric acid. It's way too dangerous
to keep in your apartment.

Alright, Shurik. Your theory
is pretty convincing.

I don't think we can convince the judge though.
And without him we can't get a warrant.

We can't just break
in his apartment

based on your assumptions.

Yeah, we can't. But we can hack his e-mail.

If Anastasia Vladimirovna agrees...

Do it.

Alright, let's go.

Oksa did a good job.

We found some interesting messages.

He ordered some chemical reagents
on the web, for example.

Shurik, please, take a look.

Can you use this to make explosives?

Of course you can. By the way, me and
Oksa looked into that plastic...

What about the plastic?

You remember how we found pieces
of plastic on the corpses?

They use this plastic to
make all kinds of things.

- Pens, lighters, key rings...
- Jars of jam.

Where was it? Oh...

You know, I found another
interesting message.

We don't know who he
sent it too, but...

Here's what it says.

"I put the jam in the jars and brought them
here. Let me know if you want to taste it".

A bachelor making his own jam?

When did he send this?

Last night. Good job, Shurik.
You too, Oksa.

We gotta pay this genius a visit.

Listen, are you out of your mind?

Do I have to pay for this little
mistake for the rest of my life?

It was an accident! I synthesized
that substance by accident!

Right, half a kilo by accident.

What does it matter? I
wasn't intending to sell it.

I just wanted to see if I
was a good enough chemist.

And then after that I realized I was wrong.

I did my time, learned from my mistake.

I'm glad you learned from your mistake.

We are here on another
matter, though.

I understand. You'll never
leave me alone now.

Do I have to report to
the officer every month?

Do I have to bow to him too?

When someone gets out on parole, he
definitely has to report every month.

They'll explain everything
to you, don't worry.

Yeah, amazing. Thanks.

God, why is this happening to me?

Don't be so nervous.

Be cool. If we don't find anything,
we'll ask you to forgive us and leave.

He got a whole warehouse here.

Put it back, please. That's not yours.

- But it's just a lighter.
- Wait!

Why are you so worried? I just
want to get rid of this thread.

Calm down.

Take the lighter away from him!
He'll blow up the whole house!

As you see, we have enough
evidence against you.

We can easily put you behind bars.

It's in your best interests to
cooperate with us and get less time.

That's why I'm going to ask you
once again, who's your employer?

He's an old acquaintance of mine.

Kolya Minko. He found a real gold mine.
He sells guns now.

- Why do you think that?
- I haven't seen him in ages, then we met.

Had a couple beers. During the
conversation I told him about my idea.

You know, these lighters.

He was really interested,
his eyes lit up.

He told me that he had
some connections abroad.

Asked me to make a sample.

Do you recognize this man?

No, I don't.

What about these other pictures?

Oh, so my lighters do work.

You know, Minko ordered 100 of those.

Listen.

If I tell you about it, he can
just use them to kill me.

You were forced to come here.

Or can you actually tell us something?

To clear your conscience.

Let's try something else.

What?

Let's pretend you tracked me down somehow.

This conversation never happened.

You'll arrest me when I give him the goods.

So it'll look like we're arresting Minko,
and you just happen to be there too.

Yeah. Listen, should I look
forward to getting a probation?

Probation is not too likely.

But perhaps in 3 or 4 years...

They'll release you on
parole for good behavior.

Why aren't they calling? We
should've went with them.

Shurik. I got nothing to do
there, neither do you. Calm down.

They are serious professionals,
it's going to be fine.

- We could've at least watched...
- You'll watch it on TV, Shurik.

Yeah. You got him? Good, take him
to the Investigation committee..

Yeah, right now. I'll be
there to question them.

- Yes.
- Who was that, Anastasia Vladimirovna?

If you used that lighter,
you'd get blown to pieces.

Thank you for saving my life!

I don't know what could've
happened if not for you.

So you didn't know about it?

How could I know about the lighters?
I would've died there.

What about the contents of your phone?

What's with my phone?

Let's watch a very interesting video.

I think you saw it already.

- Are you recording?
- Yeah.

Listen, you understand, right?
We need the money tomorrow.

I got you the good, right? Right.

And you are offering me
peanuts for my work?

That won't do.

And listen, don't play with me.

I'm from the streets.

- I see.
- Give me a lighter.

Do you have a lighter?
Vlad, gimme yours...

Just don't smoke here
please, I hate that smell.

Go smoke near the road.

Let's go, Vlad.

Who the hell is he?

Hey man, got a smoke?

It's going to blow!

Holy hell! They both died!
We are so screwed.

Listen, this vid is too cool.

Our employer is going to like
your lighters. Let's go.

But I deleted that video!

I see you are not too computer-savvy.

I'm no pro either.

But I have my specialists.

They were able to restore the
deleted files on your phone.

- Why did you kill Makarov?
- Kill...

He forced me to. I'm a businessman.
I thought we had a deal.

He did his part, I paid him.

He told me I had to pay him double.
Threatened to kill me and everything.

I got nervous, started panicking...

If Makarov acted properly, he'd
been alive now. Safe and sound.

- Really?
- Yeah. Will it reduce my sentence?

You see, I'm a businessman, not a thug.

I sell different goods, sometimes illegal.

I doubt they'll reduce your sentence.

But I only killed one guy, Makarov.

Second one...
He used the lighter himself.

Stop with this demagogy.
Sign the statement.

Yeah...

We are trying to figure out

how to get a postponement,
but we can't think of anything.

What are we going to do?
Maybe we can get you a 4-F?

- Through the loony bin?
- Yeah.

Well, sometimes I like to act crazy...

You think I'll look good
in a straightjacket?

Someone already wanted to

put me in jail for the
corruption of minors.

- I didn't mean to. I love you.
- Me too.

What?

Love you too.