A little surprised at this, Yegor grabbed Tasya and drew to him. For a long, long time, she intertwined with his tongue, burning like a living light, until Egor found that he was pressing deep into her thighs, and was about to finish, injecting a double portion into it. This could not be allowed, and he honestly tried to get out, but he could not - Tasia sucked him into himself, and he jumped into her, as they fall into a dream into the abyss, and there she was wrapped in it, choking in blinding joy ...

It was more, much more than just sex.

Both of them understood this, and Yegor did not know what to do, because all questions remained from the evening. The morning, brightened behind the curtain, did not cancel them.

- You also slept all night? He asked, buried in her neck.

- Yes. I have never slept like this, ”replied the voice, hoarse and thick, like honey.

"And I," Yegor wanted to say, but he did not say.

***

“Bachelor life, you know,” he justified, looking as Tasia skeptically looking at the mountain of rubbish that had fallen out of the bollard yesterday, when they accidentally pushed her.

- In my opinion, you need a hostess. What about? - She said, jumping in one leg. - I brazenly offered, if you do not understand ... Hey! Hey!

Egor, without stopping, looked at the floor.

- That you are so struck by this idea, right?

“Why did you go to college yesterday?” He asked slowly.

- Which institute? - asked Tasia, blushing to the ears.

- How nice that you do not know how to lie! - Yegor embraced half-dressed Tasya. - How wonderful and wonderful ... And now tell me.

- How do you know?

- Guess yourself.

- Eeee ... on my soles ... although no, and here ... Someone told you ... but no, you just now ... Eeee ... Is it cat hair again?

“Not easy,” said Yegor. - Not easy, but on rubbish But not mixed up with trash. Only now I realized that you were there after the robbery, and not during the time. Now imagine what I had to think.

- Eeee ... nuuu ...

- Do not Ekai and Nukai, but tell me why you were carried there.

- Nuuu ... you drove me away then, but it was so interesting to me! I decided: since you are such a bjaka, I will go and investigate everything myself. While you were sour through traffic jams, I reached the subway and overtook you.

“How did you know where to go?”

- And in the car, if you remember, there was a navigator. While you were there, I had time to quickly look ...

- How did you know what it was about?

- Well, I heard a piece of your conversation - about some kind of theft ... And then, when I saw that it was an institute, I thought that there should be some valuable device ...

- How were you admitted?

“I said I'm from the detective agency NYuh.” I was immediately missed and taken to that laboratory. They apparently knew that someone should come from the agency, but did not know who it was.

“So ...” Yegor fell silent, staring at Tasya intently. She began to blush again. - So. Now show me what you stole

- I?..

- Well, not me.

- I did not take this device!

- I know. Show me what you took.

For a couple of seconds, Tasia frowned, but then snorted and reached into her pocket.

It was a bag with a metal object wrapped in it.

- Soooo ... - Egor took the bag and looked at him. - The key with the key fob ... Imprints, of course?

- No, just so bag and took. I thought that he was probably dropped by a criminal. They were some Islamists, right?

- Rather, those who wanted them to seem. And what were you going to do?

- I do not know. Print off somehow ...

- “Somehow”? Well, you give, Dr. Watson!

- Well, now we will investigate this case together?

- You win. I'll take you Dr. Watson for a trial. If you dig the evidence, I will drive out with a ban on the profession ...

- Yes, Mr. Holmes! Uraaaaa!

- Only ... Tasia!

- Yes?

- This is a very dangerous thing. Highly. Without me, no amateur. Do you understand me well? ..

When Yegor took her to the bus stop, she told him:

- And you know, I did fall in love with you. Just do not say - "and I in you" - she covered her mouth Egor.“You just seduced me and fucked me to split me to frankness.” By the way, I really liked it. You were right. But, in my opinion, you yourself did not expect that this would end ... Bye, Mr. Holmes. I'm on the other side.

Tasia rushed like a girl to red, despite Yegor's shout. She ran across the road, gave up her hand and went, dancing, to a halt.

- ...! - Egor swore. - Shmakodyavka.

She was the smartest person Yegor had met in his life. He knew this, and he was not even angry. Tasia no longer looked at him, but he all stood and admired the light figure, so mobile, that the bulk of the body was completely invisible ...

Suddenly a car slowed down in front of her.

Egor's body threw forward before he realized what and how, but then he slumped back, as if pulling the reins: a continuous roaring, signaling stream was rushing down the street. It was impossible to cross.

Gritting his teeth, Egor watched a screaming Tasya being shoved into a black Passat without numbers.

***

Of course, he immediately called where necessary.

It was a step to clear the conscience, nothing more. He didn’t know Tasina’s surname, didn’t know the license plates, didn’t know who to suspect ...

Who could give Tasu? Who could know that she is connected with him and with his business?

Anyone.

Sanya with Pasha.

Any dog ​​from the institute.

Anyone who saw them together in a restaurant or on the street.

And this one, by the way, knew where Yegor lives.

So he watched him yesterday. Behind him and Tasey. But how did Egor, the old horseradish shot, not see the tail? ..

First of all, he did the only thing he could do that was important: he went to “NYuH”, after finding out if there were materials for fingerprinting there.

An hour of searching the database — and Lyubov Feoktistovna gave him the result: the owner of the keychain — Kononov Sergey Konstantinovich, nicknamed “Kon”, born in 1983, the robber-recidivist.

Nothing to do with al-Ghazavat. Yegor knew it.

After calling opera friends, he asked to put the Horse on the wanted list. Then he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. Lyubov Feoktistovna came out on tiptoe.

While they are looking for the Horse (Egor had no illusions about this), something had to be done. It was necessary to understand who passed Tasu. Someone from the institute. Someone who saw her there. Of course, this “someone” is the organizer of the robbery. The device stole their own. Used the Horse, taught him to make Arabic inscriptions, damn ...

Who could it be?

Anyone.

But it was necessary to start with something. Until it's not too late...

- Alla! Grigory Ignatovich? Good afternoon! This is Belousov, a detective from the "NYuH". Detective from "Nyuha", I say! Can you give me time? I need to meet you. Yes, urgent. As fast as possible. This is really very urgent, Gregory Ignato ... No, this is not a telephone conversation. Believe it. I can drive up to you ...

- No need to go anywhere. In half an hour I will be with you in the “New Year”. But keep in mind: you are tearing me away from important matters.

With the same phrase, he entered:

- ... From very important matters. Spit it out, what's wrong with you, but quickly.

But Yegor was silent.

- What's the matter? You pulled me, like a turnip, straight from the scientific work ...

- Yes Yes. Take a seat, please. Now I will explain everything, - Egor smiled, looking at the pants of Grigory Ignatovich.

He caught his eye. An invisible spark ran between them.

It was bad: Yegor betrayed himself, although he hardly understood what was the matter.

Slowly retreating to the door, Grigory Ignatovich spoke, without changing the tone:

- I see you are a lover of a chat. I have to disappoint you: I have no time for you. Either you immediately say why you disturbed me, or I ...

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