Now the captain was not to grasp the essence of the left, had one urgent task to the rapidly expiring term of its performance.
In the morning… okay, it is clear that to interview except me no one else. Who else will I find in a few hours. It's almost night. Can we deal at least with these Affairs investigator, and in the morning come what may – the captain decided.
After reviewing the case, Isaev immediately felt something familiar about the handwriting and the nature of the killings. The level of persons who were liquidated, was rather high. Not many people were in the area who could fulfill these orders. Of course, this could have been done by a person from another region, but the inner instinct told Isaev that he was not mistaken in his intuition this time.
The captain took out his mobile, found in a notebook entry "travel Agency" and pressed "call".
In the taiga area on a natural wide meadow already faded fire, when the Tier took out of the tent tourist Mat.
– What not to tell, and to sleep under the open sky is an inexpressible feeling. The stars, the smell of fire, nature… romantic… life – he reasoned to himself, moving towards the empty skewers. He conveniently settled down on the Mat, climbing into the sleeping bag, do not forget to put the same compact gun, and had already closed his eyes when he heard a quiet mobile phone call.
On the screen of the caller reflected the inscription " number is not defined»
– Listen to-changing voice, quietly one Tier.
– Hello, I would like to approach, learn about the next hot permits – the confident voice of the captain Isayev sounded in a handset of phone.
***
Already the night was far advanced when the two cars came to a remote city wasteland.
– Hello, captain, you as always not on time, but I glad you to see – hugging old an over-familiar, said Tier.
– Yeah, and I didn't miss you too much, and as you know, I didn't invite you here just now to get a bottle of beer under the moonlight.
I was hoping that pulling out from his pockets two bottles of beer and putting them in the car, masterfully played the naive role of the Tier.
– I see you're not losing your touch, as always, a step ahead – assessing the course, said the captain.
– Judging by the fact that we're here now, I'm not so good. Dig up what?