DETECTIVE Stories – 3

– It is necessary to pass the buck with this ship.

– And the diamonds? – Igor asked anxiously.

– I was still asleep when you went out and hid under canvas bag lifeboat. Come quickly, while we did not have. They shadow slid to the boat and quickly became one of them down to the water. When the boat reached the sea themselves descended the ladder and pushed off from the ship sailed away into the open sea. This morning on the boat, they found the light of day emergency supply of water, dry rations and briefcase stolen jewelry that Oleg hid on this boat.

– You know, my brother, because you saved my life. – Looking into the eyes of Oleg, Igor said.

– A friend is you to me, or what? – Oleg sluggish boomed.

– That’s what we can not show our treasure to anyone else. Now we’re the victims. When we pick up, no one should find diamonds and gold. Let’s split evenly and hide on itself so that no dog is not found.

Oleg nodded, took a seat on the portfolio and the boat began to lay out the jewelry.

– You have a belt on his trousers, leather or tailored? – Said Igor.

– Made of artificial leather. – Oleg replied.

– So it is a double, and there is much to push your share.

– A brooch?

– And that brooch? – Said Igor.

– Well, if you smash?

– You do not lose anything. Gold, as gold, so it will remain, and diamonds as well, okay?

– Aye, Captain!

They laughed their salvation and began to hide treasures in the trouser belt. All went remarkably well. None of the product is not lost, and was neatly squeezed into the seat. Then belts solemnly hoisted on the location, on the trousers. The portfolio was solemnly committed to the sea, and friends began to drift into the blue expanse of the Black Sea until they picked up a Spanish merchant ship bound for Spain from Turkey.

Ring

– My son! – Breaking a weak voice called an old man lying in bed. – Son, you hear me?!

– Yes! – I said Bass sitting on a chair, broad guy. – What, grandpa?

– Son, I die. I smell, here it is at my head with a scythe. The cold has chosen me. – The old man took two heavy sighs and hoarse voice continued weakening – Take it home, right there in the box near the mirror – he pointed to a cabinet with a large mirror – all that I have.

And quietly died. Grandson grandfather buried with full honors. He has not sold a massive gold ring, which is found in the box. All funeral expenses covered their meager savings. Grandfather was dear grandson. Having lost his father and mother too early, he brought Grandfather and Granddaddy learned the joys and sorrows. I loved all orphan soul Granddaddy, which replaced his father and mother. And there is no longer heat an empty house in the village. Do not meet him more affectionate words, do not say to him: – “There’s grandson in the oven cushy soup, get.”

Loneliness of the blue suddenly flooded wave oppressed young heart, drove off with cold hut.

– What are you pinned, Dmitri? – I asked the foreman tractor brigade collective farm, where he worked man.

– This ring, the memory of his grandfather, gold, among other things, – he said, pointing his hand while wearing the ring on the ring finger, and continued, – will sacking, Zachariah.

– Why so?

– Melancholy me alone in the house, I go earn some money, build a brick house. Well, after the second marriage will be.

– So what we have not been able to build you a house collective farm?

– No, I want to own, to their, own expense.

– Well, where I am going?

– In the mines in Siberia.

– Gold wash?

– It is the same; there are earnings, say hi.

– Well, well, come on, come on.

Dmitri resigned from the farm where he worked for five years as a tractor. He was now twenty-fifth year. The guy was tall. The dark gypsy looks, attracts local girls. In it they saw and power and become a beauty. Dmitry has been famous and quiet disposition. I do not drink and did not smoke. Occasionally he goes to a dance club. Girls secretly sigh for him, but he did not show, it seemed, no attention to them. But it seemed at first glance. He reached for it with his whole being, but to overcome himself, he could not, to come and invite Woman hold it, because his beloved he wanted to present everything that she could wish for in this world. In his dreams since childhood lived rosy picture of the rich aristocratic life, which is so beautifully told grandpa, who served as a footman at the manor yard. Grandfather grandson was drawing pictures of entertainment rich young Pan, fueling the imagination of small Dimka. And now it’s time, Dmitri was determined to buy a large amount of money. Marry. Fill darling gifts. Rebuild a beautiful house. Buy a car and live happily. And maybe even move to the city.

With such dreams, he arrived in the taiga village of Gold. The office issued its mine workers with a substantial salary, plus bonuses and even. By counting in your mind, as it turns out, Dmitri smiled satisfactorily. The hostel it is embedded in the lock and closed the nightstand where his belongings, toiletries, razor, and most importantly, a passbook. With neighbors in bed, he did not speak and did not get acquainted, he kept to himself. Of course it could not like guys with whom he lived in the same room. Then one day, after the salary earned money when pleased, he returned from a savings bank, which took the wages at the table sat three men with drinking.

– Hey, lad, what are you Biryukov go? – Said the blue-eyed boy, realizing plane dull eyes at the newcomer.

– And your cares? – Said Dmitry unfriendly.

– You be quiet. I’m with you on a human talk. – Drinking buddies were silenced. In the smoke-filled room was a painful silence.

– Hey, leave me alone you, prim young lady from me. – Dmitry lay down on the bed and pulled the blanket over his head, turned to the wall. Insult, a hundred times fueled a disapproving glances and under the drinkers, drunk and insulted by the remark guy said, referring to Dmitry:

– Do not leave me alone, because for almost a month you CORN my eyes.

– Floating, I’m going to ask politely, but not here and I shall sleep. – For evil hissed Dmitry.

– You do not barnyard grass and courtesy you would not hurt to call. – Chimed another. The third sub-drunk guy said: – Men are not worth it. To work tomorrow, I’ll go to him. – And he left slamming the door. Second silence followed. A neighbor, evil looking back at Dmitri, became stowed safely in his bed. Workers in the dorm trying not to violate the residence, knowing that violating this mode fall into the black list, and will never be able to be arranged on a meat place. Therefore, in this introduction Dmitry colleagues so peacefully ended. So he lived alone, with no one talking in his secluded world. Entertainment one, which he himself is allowed to swim in the cool, even on the hottest day, the waters of the river.

In the evening sun gilded the sand beach. Quiet splashing transparent waters of the river. The needles of pine trees, emitting a refreshing invigorating “drink” taiga flavors, drunk and dizzy. Dmitry undressed and sat on the beach, admiring the sunset colors. We breathe the air inexpressible balm consisting of the smell of pine needles, pine resin, impurity mushroom, almost inaudibly smells mixed with aromas of last year’s rotting leaves and fatigue of the day took place disappearing without a trace. The body poured energy boost, like running, jumping, as a child. Laugh and love. But loneliness bears a invisible veil, restricting movement, causing sadness. He could not help remembering his grandfather with it was so good. His eyes large black eyes often stayed at Mr. array of gold rings, memory Granddaddy.

One day, as usual after work, Dmitry came to a favorite place by the river with a bottle of champagne Coy. Today is his first quarterly bonus. He got the money, put it all on the passbook, leaving some food and one bottle of champagne, decided to drink in honor of this event. Undressed on the golden sand, uncork a bottle, foaming stream, hissing spilled on the sand. After waiting when the last remnants of its drops fell to the feet, and only then, he turned it, and drank from the bottle all at once. Tossing the bottle, he jumped to his feet, and quickly jumped into the cold river and swam for a long time, is that out of the water. Cold body, pleasantly touched the warm sand, like when he was a child warm stove in the winter. Basking pleasant languor of heat, he collapsed on the sand, raking his fingers through his loose weight showered themselves. The wine is pleasant balm has hit in the head, paint the setting sun became more contrast and the sun gilding the beach beam suddenly turned into gold grains. Dmitri watched in surprise change in color of sand as the sand was like gold. He began to pour out of the palm of your hand palm.

– “Just think of it, and then the sand and the sand is, the only difference is not in the big, the gold, and it’s just so microscopic pieces of stones.”

It came into possession of the largest grain of sand, brought it to the ring, comparing its color with the color of gold on the ring. Then he threw a grain of sand and involuntarily began to consider a ring of ancient works. It is interesting to find out when it did the jeweler? Father, I remember, said that this ring he got from his grandfather, and he gave some kind of pan, for my grandfather saved his life, breaking up the robbers robbed Pana coach. Dmitry carefully removed a ring from his finger and began to twirl it in his hands. Looking suddenly caught a barely discernible ledge. Hook nail, guessed the guy hooking and pulling the tab to the top. The upper part suddenly moved, revealing the inner emptiness. Dmitry tried several times to open and close the patterned gold cap. It closes silently easy to open as it does not require much effort,. “So this hidden poison in the ring!” – Imbued guess the thought. Suddenly an arrow pierced another thought. Dmitry lightning on his feet. Find a bottle of champagne, he took her trembling hands.

– “To think that a kilogram a kilogram. If you take the three dollars per gram, there are three thousand dollars! And in rubles if one gram of say, two hundred rubles, th, two hundred thousand.” His head was spinning from the suddenly open gold mining. And now, when Dmitri came ashore, he had long waited, and then making sure that he had not been watching, he went to a secluded place and poured the golden sand of the ring into the neck of a bottle of champagne.

So it went in the winter, and even in the dead of winter. To do this he had to become a walrus. Pour the gold, he plunged into the hole, then rubbed red body and wrapped in Midwife tallow-toe, left.

After working for the put term, more cheerful, he designed vacation. Neighbors in bed, working guys have noticed a change in Dmitri. He tried to please them all, and for this was communicative, shirt guy, sparing no money for drinks and snacks in the payday. And guys are not stingy with honors accompanied him on vacation. Dmitry decided to go to the village. But the wasps leave its main aim, of course was selling stolen gold and accountable, he decided to sell in Moscow, did not know…

Dmitry for that arrived in Moscow and stayed in a hotel. Bottle of golden sand lying on the bottom of the duffel bag wrapped in linen underwear. This bag he instinctively shoved under the bed, which is now lying in the clothes of imagining himself a millionaire. Of course the gold warm feelings, but now it is realized, that is the question? Racked head guy. Neither your relations or friends, no one. No one knows him from the clandestine buyers of stolen jewels, so how can that be? He bought a newspaper advertisement, where on the page, buy, almost the whole page was devoted to buying scrap gold, sand and metal drag. When he was looking for a hotel room, then another, and gold buyers saw the advertisement in the form panels where the front and back in large letters was written “Buying gold, scrap, sand.” Ads in the newspaper guy inspired confidence and he decided not to call Declared-mends, and come up with a small portion of the sand and offer buyers-street. So did he held in his hand while holding a plastic bag all day, not daring to go to street buyers, which counted as many as six different parts of the city. And I decided that the break for a few bags of sand and will offer various buyers-up, will not come true until the whole batch. For a start it was necessary to sell a single package. It’s for faithfulness took two ready-made package, and in the morning left the hotel. I decided to go in a taxi on the Arbat, there is also a certain gold buyers. At the park, leading into Arbat, Dmitri stopped and began to look through the eyes of the buyer. Just sitting on the bench alone with a cigarette. It was obvious that the person advertising sat down to rest. Dmitri rushed toward him, sat beside him.