exhibition
of electronic equipment,
to meet there with American
journalist Zbigniew Podgursky.
He had a briefcase.
He was followed by two men.
Rakitin fails
to meet the journalist,
and some time later
he is killed.
And the briefcase had disappeared.
The same evening,
at the ''Sovetskaya'' Hotel,
the ballerina Kupriyanova was killed.
They were looking for some duplicates.
Perhaps of what was
in that briefcase.
Also arrested is a Volin,
the owner of the badge ''Master of
Sports'', found at the scene.
ln his car was also found
a gun with silencer.
We'll wait for the results
of forensic examination.
We also need Kupriyanova's contacts.
Comrade trainee,
may l address comrade detective?
You may.
As ordered by the Chief of Criminal
Police, l'm here under your command.
Today at our department
we had swell foodstuffs distributed!
- Wow!
- Sure. Be my guest.
Thanks. My wife and l
will have a celebration tonight.
Just great!
- How much do l owe you?
- 16 rubles.
Dmitrich, l got
some more work for you.
Call me in 15 minutes.
All right, this is...
...a document certifying
that the handwriting, with which
the entry ''Lesya 15 rubles''
was made in the notebook,
belongs to Kupriyanova.
As for the ballerina,
she had no relative,
nor any friend named Lesya.
l've combed the theatre.
So you didn't comb it well enough.
l'll take care of it myself.
You just didn't find it.
lt doesn't mean it isn't there!
Don't get too excited.
By the way,
l brought you a present.
The conclusion.
A note of the Federal
Reserve Bank of the USA
to the value of one hundred dollars,
submitted for examination,
was made by means
of homemade
flat offset prints.
You mean it's a fake?
l was returning at dawn, very early,
l was a young and drinking guy.
lt was at Gypsy Faculty
That l received an education of mine!
Thank you for your attention.
What about Volin?
Volin insists
that the money and the gun
belonged to
a man named Leonovich.
Apropos the badge.
Volin gambled at the races in August.
l bet everything on Topaz, and lost.
l wanted to win it back.
Lost again.
Then l asked
Kazakov to lend me money.
Kazakov demanded
something as collateral.
And what can you give if you're empty?
l gave my party card and that badge.
He hasn't yet returned the badge.
He says, ''When
you pay back your debt in full,
then you'll get
all of your stuff.''
What's Kazakov doing?
He's in charge of the hippodrome.
lt's a swell business.
And for appearance's sake, he's deputy
director of Yeliseyevsky Supermarket,
working for his buddy, Yurka Sokolov.
He's talkative, that Volin of yours.
He's one of clean type, a night by
the gut-bucket, and he sings.
You take care of Kazakov,
and Sasha goes to the morgue.
ls it her?
Her husband is in the hallway.
Go talk to him.
- Your first name and patronymic?
- Nikolai Petrovich.
l'm detective Turetsky.
Nikolai Petrovich, does the name
Lesya ring a bell to you?
Did Valeriya Sergeyevna
have a relative
or a friend with this
or similar name?
No. Lesya?
Nothing like that comes to mind.
Please, if you remember anything,
call Merkulov
at this number.
There comes your Gryaznov.
lt's only as well.
- Oh, hi!
- Hi.
Why do you never drop by?
You look even more beautiful.
- Come on in.
- l'm here on business.
Whom do you want?
You know one named Kazakov?
Volodya?
Sure.
He comes here
with his sponger Lipakher,
a screenwriter from ''Mosfilm''.
Lipakher can wait.
Where can l find him?
l think, at the horsies.
You're losing me. Explain.
You men from Petrovka
are so dumb.
All Moscow knows
that Volodya Kazakov
goes to the races every Sunday,
at the hippodrome.
Got you, l'm not so dumb.
Well, how about some vodka?
- Or maybe cognac?
- No. My duty is calling.
Want some coffee?
l don't drink coffee here.
Let's go to my place.
l've got the real one, Brazilian.
My neighbor has procured it.
lf you have free time,
we'd better go to my