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They were lying there, in the tubus.

All my memory,

all my life.

I can't...

-Lyovushka, my angel... -Yes?

I need mint water.

I'm having a terrible headache because of all this.

-Dasha, get a glass of mint water. -Just a moment...

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No matter how hard it was, I never sold a single one in my life,

and here it is the whole collection. The whole collection...

Thank you, my angel!

Your invaluable poster was stolen by a young man

between 23 and 25 years of age.

He rarely washes his hair and is quite a beer drinker.

Pasha? Pasha is Anastasia Aleksandrovna's grandson...

So what? That happens often!

A quick grandson steals from his dear grandma, I am sorry for you.

I hope he didn't steal your money and you'll be able to pay me.

How do you dare talk like that, young man?

Pasha is an angel!

I brought him up myself, he can't take anything that doesn't belong to him!

But still.

I ask you to leave my house immediately.

What about the money?

I won't pay for downright lies!

I'm not surprised that your grandson steals from people.

Grandma's upbringing really shows.

Get out from my house!

It was the first time I didn't ask for payment in advance.

I feel totally broken.

Lyovushka, I am sorry, I have no energy to go to the theatre.

We, the journalists of scientific publications,

weren't allowed to go abroad.

It was believed that only Soviet scientists make all the discoveries,

and here Tallinn comes up...

I understand...

I remember this professor well... In vitro fertilization...

At that time this sounded like science fiction,

I even came up with this title for my article, People of the Future!

How does this sound?

Sounds grand!

Do you remember professor's name?

It was German... Something like Herman or Heinrich...

I don't remember.

What about the last name?

This professor ran away abroad.

Naturally, my article was taken off from the issue.

Then the KGB came, you know.

They took all materials on this Tallinn trip.

But you must have something left.

The real photographer always...

always makes trial prints!

I hope you haven't forgotten my request.

No, I haven't though I must say I was somewhat surprised.

Is my granddaughter watching? I don't want to turn around.

No.

Oh my God.

But why are you hiding? This is not vodka.

Well, I have somewhat high blood sugar level,

and my daughter is a doctor, an endocrinologist. You see?

Grandpa! Why did you give him sweets?

Dashenka, you shouldn't have.

Eat while it's still warm,

I cook more than they manage to eat anyway.

Dashenka, my angel! Pashenka should eat well!

Aunt Valya, have you smoked again? You shouldn't!

Go to bed, it's already late. You have to get up early tomorrow...

And this little... granddaughter discreetly called her mommy,

and the mommy ran up quicker

than the old man managed to eat his second eclair.

So what did you find out?

Not much.

Professor L.'s name is either Herman or Heinrich,

and 40 years ago he looked like this.

Promise me that you'll never, you hear,

never take someone else's thing without asking.

Grandma, let me bring you some mint water.

Yes.

Hello, my angel. My apologies.

You were right, Pasha took the posters.

But he didn't steal them,

he took them to scan for my anniversary.

Thank you, Pashenka. I behaved so terribly.

Please forgive me, and drop by immediately, I'll pay you.

Pasha, where are you going?

I'll be able to visit you only tomorrow.

I'll be looking forward to seeing you, my angel. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Our poodle is late again.

Oh!

I was in Doping for the whole night. It's a sports bar. That's the name.

-And who can confirm that? -Whoever, all my friends.

Dasha, get me some milk!

Ah, grandma's angel!

Do we know each other?

Indirectly...

I should have dropped by last night...

Except for the victim, four more people entered the bathroom:

her loving grandson Pasha, housekeeper Dasha,

the victim's admirer, a certain Lyovushka,

and another man, 45 to 50 years of age,

in protective clothing and dielectric gloves.

An electrician?

Most probably, but the clothing and gloves were totally new.

Why has the wall been broken?

There was a safe with gold there. The safe was opened by one of these

four people, I can't be any more precise than that.

-There is aspirgilus niger on walls. -Who?

Black mold.

Milk again... A milk bath. That's the way to live!

Dasha! Please come up here.

Yes.

Have you had a plumber or an electrician visit your place lately?

Day before yesterday, electricity disappeared in half of the apartment,

and Anastasia Aleksandrovna called the electrician.

The house management company said he'd come only on Thursday

but he came yesterday.

Please describe him.

Well... A tall man...

Then he took some device and started

ringing out the bathroom walls.

He said he was looking for the broken wire.

The wires in the electric cabinet were cut with the pliers,

then connected again and isolated. The pliers were new,

still with the smell of factory lubricant.

New pliers, new protective clothing...

We have to find that false electrician.

And here I'll put one couch and that's all.

So that the child has more space, you know?

He'll play, build something from cubes, and I...

I will be lying on the couch and observing him.

-Great, right? -Yes, you're so happy, Yulia.

This really suits you.

Honestly, I am even a bit jealous, but in a good way...

I would also love to have a child.

I'd love a regular, normal family,

a husband to spend my evenings with. Quiet, calm life.

But you have this... Your...

Well... Is it possible to live calmly and quietly with him?

Don't eat this, don't drink that, these are allergens, those are pesticides.

Yeah, I feel for you.

Anastasia Aleksandrovna had a headache and refused to go to the theatre.

I stayed with her for a while and then left.

Did you enter the bathroom?

Yes, to wash my hands.

What was your relationship with Ilyinskaya?

You know...

I am a long-time fan of opera and Anastasia Aleksandrovna personally.

And just imagine my surprise when a month ago, at Eugene Onegin,

I saw her right next to the cloakroom. She was going to leave,

she didn't like Lensky's aria rendition, and I didn't as well.

This is how our affair started.

A purely platonic one.

-Who can confirm your alibi? -Only Ounce.

She's my sick cat who I took to the veterinary clinic yesterday.

And the veterinarian on shift that night, of course.

-I'll have a request for you. -Yes, yes.

Please don't leave the city until the investigation is over.

Ah, thanks. Goodbye.

The brows were thick.

Yes, like this, a bit higher I think.

-Is the conclusion for Ilyinskaya ready? -Yes.

Please put me back on the floor.

I am sorry...

-Excuse me, these are new shoes. -Yes, right, the shoes.

The conclusion.

Yes...

Here.

The death was the result of asphyxiation due to drowning.

I found liquid in her lungs, a mix of water and milk.

-A rejuvenating bath? -Yes, the so-called Cleopatra bath.

On the victim's neck, I found arc-like bruises which formed as

a result of fingers pressing on her neck. Ilyinskaya was choked.

And I think it will be better if we both

forget about this misunderstanding.

I already have.

Almost.

Damn!

-But now they'll cost much more. -Why so?

Well... You know. After the death of celebrities

all their paraphernalia sharply increase in price.

You're absolutely right, buddie. But there's one little problem.

Your grandma is no Montserrat Cavalier.

In a month, I won't sell these posters to anyone.

And I take them only because I made a promise to you,

-but at a half-price. -At a half-price? That's robbery!

That's market, buddie!

The scrap of cloth I found in the safe had traces of an alloy,

gold and copper of 900 platemark.

This alloy was used to make tsar coins.

More precisely, five-ruble gold coins issued in 1907.

Though the internal surface of the safe was damaged with a pincer,

I still managed to make a cast and study it.

In 1907, in Krasny village near Petersburg

they started building Saint Olga church.

In its foundation,

100 five-ruble coins were bricked up. After the revolution,

the church was destroyed and robbed by the Bolsheviks,

but these five-ruble coins sometimes appear at auctions, one at a time.

The last one was sold for 300,000 euros.

No shit...

Do you know how many coins were there in the safe?

-No... -There were several.

One coin wouldn't have left a print of such depth.

-I can't believe it. -What?

You couldn't tell a tsar five-ruble coin from a chervonets.

For your information, they used to call that both five- and ten-ruble coins.

And actually, if now we have this genius of numismatist among us,

you should go to her for all concerns.

Actually, her name is Irina.

I've just talked to the seller, he wants three times more for the posters.

After the celebrities die, their paraphernalia become more expensive.

Okay. Then I'll take them.

Well? Do you like it here?

Well, it's nice.

So who are you chasing now? A maniac, a robber, a thief? Who?

A killer of an opera singer.

He didn't like her voice?

No, he liked her jewelry.

King prawns with mango salsa,

wasabi and pickled watermelon for you and a seaweed soup for you.

-Thank you. -Enjoy your meal.

Young man!

Yes?

Take this away, then wash your hands with soap twice and bring a new order.

-I don't understand... -What is there to understand?

Weren't you taught to wash hands after...

Take this away

and call the administrator in!

One minute...

Well... the romantic dinner has failed.

Tanya, wait.

He didn't wash his hands after going to the bathroom.

You could get sick! I was simply trying to protect you.

Yes, you are right.

And as a doctor I would even agree with you.

We shouldn't eat food brought by dirty hands.

But I don't want to know everything about everyone, get it?

Especially during this supposedly romantic night of ours.

I am sorry.

Good evening! I am the restaurant's administrator.

Did you want to talk to me?

Well, that was some breakfast at least...

Can't our Miss Numismatist help you in the investigation

and you have to ask a person who can't tell ten-ruble coins from five-ruble ones?

What happened?

Nothing, let's get down to business.

Nine years ago, the museum of Paris mint decided to conduct

an exhibition of empire gold.

The organizers wrote to our National museum.

The museum looked through all the catalogues

and it turned out that there were 18 tsar five-ruble coins,

those same ones, in the reserves.

What do you mean, they were there?

The coins were written off as objects

which have lost any artistic and historical value.

A scandal ensued, and criminal charges were pressed.

The suspects

were Krivoruchko U.A.,

an expert of the National museum,

and also Ph.D. in Art History

and main custodian of the national museum Bulygin I.V.

Doesn't it remind you of anyone?

The electrician?

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Krivoruchko drew up a conclusion about the exhibits losing their artistic value,

and Bulygin wrote them off.

During the search in Krivoruchko's apartment,

only a small share of stolen museum values was found,

all the other examples, including coins, were not discovered.

But this is Ilyinskaya's apartment.

The confiscated apartment of Krivoruchko

was given by the mayor to opera diva Ilyinskaya

for her achievements in art.

That means, Bulygin knew about the safe in the apartment

and came to Ilyinskaya posing as an electrician?

Our false electrician was released ten days ago on parole

and hasn't appeared in his place of registration since.

But that's not all.

Another witness on this case was a great opera aficionado,

Yofa Lev Markovich.

Lyovushka the angel?

He was suspected in reselling the stolen values,

but Yofa's guilt was not proven,

plus, he actively cooperated with the investigation.

Decided to bury them, bastard?

Give 'em back, now.

What are you doing? Are you crazy?

-Where are the coins? -Which coins?

Don't you go soft on me, I know you've got the coins!

Where did you hide them? Tell me now, you bastard!

I have nothing, honestly! I don't have anything to do with it.

I saw you dragging after the old lady! You've been around for days at a time.

Only three people knew about the coins, me, Krivoy and you.

Krivoy is dead. I don't have coins, so it's you who has them, Lyova!

Well, you've certainly put on some weight while I was munching on prison food.

-Where did you hide them, Lyovushka? -But I really don't have anything.

-Do you think I am joking? -No, no, no.

I saw you leave the old lady's place that night.

When I entered the apartment, the old lady was dead and the safe empty.

You've revealed yourself, Lyova!

In two days, you are to sell all coins and give the money to me.

And don't even think of double-crossing me,

I know how much they cost.

If you act stupid, I'll bury you.

Next to your kitty, got it? Huh?

So mum's the word...

You know how to find me.

-Dasha! What is this? -Where?

Some shit right on the glass! If you're going to clean up like that,

I'll tell you to get out! I'm not my grandma.

Come in, it's open!

Hello, please sit down.

Lev Markovich. You didn't tell me everything during our previous meeting.

I don't understand you.

You know Ilyinskaya's apartment really well, right?

Nine years ago it belonged to Krivoruchko.

Listen, I told everything to the investigation then,

there were no more questions to me, or any charges, God forbid.

I am absolutely clean before the law and have nothing to do with it.

So you want to say that your meeting Anastasia Aleksandrovna

is a pure accident?

Yes, imagine, life is like that.

Where were you on the night of Ilyinskaya's death?

I told you, in the veterinary clinic!

My cat got really ill, it needed medical assistance.

According to the expert assessment, Ilyinskaya died between 9 and 11 pm,

and according to the staff in the veterinary clinic you left it at 9:30.

Where were you afterwards?

Well... At home.

-And nobody can confirm that? -Yes, nobody.

I am a lonely man

who lost his beloved woman and beloved cat at the same time.

-What is that on your neck? -Where?

Here.

That's Ounce.

My poor cat suffered agony right before death. She scratched me.

If any other cat wants to scratch you again,

call me immediately before it scratches you to death.

Lyovushka the angel had a meeting with Bulygin this morning.

And the meeting was obviously not too friendly.

Maksim, start following Lev Markovich Yofa.

Let him bring us to Bulygin and the coins.

-Hello. -Hello, Dasha.

Aunt Valya...

And this is the living-room,

so you can come visit me sometime.

I am very happy for you. Congratulations!

Yes, by the way, I already made the deposit.

Congrats, good luck in the new home.

-Wait... -What?

Maybe you haven't heard me right... I have already made the deposit.

And?

Well, and... I need the remaining sum.

What do I have to do with it? Sell the old house and buy a new one.

You know that houses aren't sold as quickly as that,

and I want this one now.

Oh... These are not my problems.

You know perfectly well I can't live with my mom anymore!

Well, you can live in your old house for some time.

I will never cross the threshold of that house again in my life.

I understand. But still.

What... are you going to leave unattended a woman with child?

Not my child, mind you.

Oh, such a loss, Pashenka! Such a loss...

for both of us.

Do you want some tea? Though I don't have that much left.

Yes, thanks.

Well, now tell me what brings you to my place.

I have to sell one thing.

Unofficially, so to say.

Where do you have it from, Pashenka?

I found it... at my grandma's.

Do you have all the other coins as well?

No, only this one.

Let's see... yes...

this is a very expensive coin, Pashenka.

Its price may reach 250,000 euros...

and if the collection is complete, plus 50k to each one.

But I have only one. Will you buy it?

4.3 grams, 900 platemark.

184 USD in total, Pashenka.

But for you it will be 190.

-Thousand? -Dollars, Pasha. Dol-lars.

I can buy this coin from you only as scrap and immediately melt it.

Lev Markovich, scrap?

Are you out of your f... mind?

What about 200 thousand?

200 thousand for a legal coin.

Legal.

And there's your grandma's death on this one.

Are you taking me for a fool?

Well, let's believe we didn't have this conversation,

and you didn't show me anything. This is in your interest.

And take care of yourself, Pasha.

And don't do stupid things.

What are you doing here so late?

Pasha, you've scared me.

My aunt was taken to the hospital,

the treatment is expensive and I urgently need money.

Could you pay me for two months in advance?

I'll work it all off.

I don't have money. I don't! Get it?

I need it myself.

I told you a zillion times, don't put the beer into the fridge door!

Now clean it up! God, what a day!

Lyova...

This is Pasha, Ilyinskaya's grandson.

He's got coins, he has just brought me one for evaluation.

Lyova,

are you taking me for a fool?

Listen, when I came to Ilyinskaya's apartment,

she was already dead,

and the safe was empty.

This is Pasha, he has your coins!

Take them, and we're even.

Why are you so generous all of a sudden?

I don't want to lie next to the kitty.

Dasha? What the fuck.

Who are you?

Nobody ever called me Dasha.

I'm asking you for the last time, where are the coins?

Honestly, I just have one coin, nothing more.

Honestly!

Okay, you don't want this to be settled in a good way.

Damn, the bug has died.

Freeze! Face to the wall! Hands up!

Mr Bulygin! You are the suspect in the murder of Ms Ilyinskaya!

And also in the murder attempt on her grandson Pavel Ilyinsky.

He killed the grandma. And took away the coins.

-And then he showed them to Lyova. -That's not true. I only have one coin.

And I didn't kill my grandma.

I spent the whole night in Doping

and came back home in the early hours.

I entered the bathroom and...

my grandma was there. I slipped and fell, and there was a coin.

I understood that I'd be the main suspect

so I came back to the bar immediately.

And you took the coin with you?

Well yes, it's gold.

And where is it now?

In that jewelry box, wrapped up in a blue kerchief.

I thought five-ruble coins looked differently.

I know who put this button here.

What are you doing here?

Hello, Dasha. Dasha Krivoruchko.

My last name is Latynina.

I know everything.

You are Dasha, the daughter of my late friend Yura Krivoruchko.

Don't make such noises, Dasha.

This is indecent at least.

-Your late father... -He's not my father.

I lost everything because of this moron.

Yura was very sorry for everything that's happened. Very.

But it's all in the past. And we have to think about the future.

You are a young girl. You have a whole life ahead of you.

-What are you getting at? -I visited Yura in prison hospital,

before his death he was delirious and didn't even recognize me.

From his words I understood that he hid the coins in the apartment

and told you, Dasha. I looked into the visitor log.

You visited the hospital the day before me.

You have the coins.

And it was you who drowned Ilyinskaya and opened the safe.

You don't have any evidence.

Well... Some time passes and the investigation finds out

that you are Yura Krivoruchko's daughter.

I can take away all coins from you, Dasha,

but out of respect to your dad I offer a deal. 50/50.

Don't make those noises again, kiddo.

You won't be able to sell the coins without me.

As soon as you try to do it, you'll be arrested.

Though you'll probably be arrested even before that.

-So what do you offer? -Using these documents,

we'll be able to cross the border as a husband and wife.

Who?

Oh, I am not forcing you to live with me as a wife.

It is just easier to cross the border this way.

There we'll sell the coins and this money will be enough for me,

you, your kids and even grandkids.

You've planned everything beforehand.

As soon as I saw you in Ilyinskaya's apartment.

Unfortunately, Yura didn't tell me exactly where he put the safe,

so I decided to wait until you point me to it. By the way, Dasha,

why didn't you open it for such a long time?

I needed Ilyinskaya to trust me.

I didn't have to rush until this electrician Bulygin came.

But why did you need to kill Ilyinskaya?

If you went to the theatre with her that night, she'd still be alive.

-Let's split 70 to 30. -Well, that's robbery!

Goodbye, you shouldn't have come!

Okay, 60 to 40.

And only out of respect to your dad.

But I'll have the coins on me.

Then I'll have passports on me.

Show me the coins, Dasha.

He went through the arch, and then the trace is lost. It's raining.

Colonel, I monitored the entrance all the time, he never left.

You monitored... In between eating hot dogs.

Tomorrow you'll start preparing for your repeat physical education exam.

Colonel, why?

Maksim, announce the search for Lev Markovich Yofa!

Two were arrested, the third ran away, only Dasha is left.

God, that stinks, how do people actually work here?

When you want to eat, you'd agree to anything.

This way.

We're here.

But where are the coins?

What's happening?

DO YOU RECYCLE ?

Wow!

Dasha! Dasha, what are these stupid jokes?

I had an excellent childhood, loving dad and mom,

a sophisticated family.

Friends, an apartment in the city center,

a music school, figure skating lessons.

And everything lost when I was eleven, everything!

Damn, how it stinks!

Mom couldn't bear the shame and killed herself.

And I found myself here, so these are my coins.

Dasha!!!

Okay, I've lost the trace. Sorry, I can't do it anymore.

Maybe we'd go that way? Let's go.

Oh my God!

Help! Help!

Help!

SIB

Sign here.

"... due to my sensitivity and indecisiveness I refused to run after

the brave and courageous colonel Lebedev..."

What is that bullshit?

Why bullshit? It's based on real events.

Sign it.

Colonel! I found him.

Who?

Your professor.

Heinrich Lokmus, just arrived on 215G flight from Paris to Tokyo,

he's going through passport control right now.

So that's how you look, professor L.

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