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Nevertheless, despite such obstacles, he learned from Poluyanova everything he wanted. That he lived badly, a retirement pension and occasional extra earnings. So, there was a motive. That alibi on the day of the crime he did not have. And most importantly - according to Poluyanov, he did not have rubber boots! Nonsense! What normal person does not have rubber boots ?! When the fall of the streets such mud! It means lying. There were boots, but he threw them away, getting rid of evidence. Having finished the interrogation, the captain called out to the attendant, and he stole the suspect in the bullpen. And Nikolay, left alone with Lena, first of all dialed the number of the chief. He briefly reported on the interrogation, and then made a request:

- Comrade Major, there are still clues! It is necessary to raise the entire militia of the city to its feet. Check dumps, basements, lost and found offices, interview homeless people. It is necessary to find black rubber boots of the 42nd size with the inscription "SES". The inscription may be washed away. If we find - we fix one-armed to the wall.

— ...

- Yes, you understand, he said that he did not have a boot!

— ...

- That's what I thought. Will you tell the colonel?

— ...

- Thank.

He hung up and turned to the intern:

- Tell me, cadet Sokolov, what have you been taught at school by the police? Only protocols to keep?

“No, sir, comrade captain,” Lenochka said quietly, catching herself, and finally putting her legs together.

- Did they teach you to pay attention to the details?

- What details?

- Ha! Did you notice his legs?

- Y-yes

“And what was they wearing?”

“Boots ?,” the girl answered uncertainly.

“That's exactly what boots!” Exclaimed Raskat triumphantly, “Did you try to tie the laces with one hand?”

- No, no. For sure! And he lives alone. How does he tie them up?

- That's the question! Does someone help? Maybe. But why did he hide it? Or still you can tie. Need to check! And right now.

He turned to face the intern and put his foot forward in his signature shoe. I untied the cord, and then for five minutes I tried to tie it again.

- Does not exceed. Well, you try it! Your fingers should be polchechee. Move here.

Helen vividly jumped to the captain and squatted in front of him, for greater stability, spreading her knees again. She diligently tried to tie the lace with her left or right hand, and Nikolay shamelessly examined her bare legs and open panties. The lace could not be tied down, but the captain had the most severe erection. And with this it was necessary to urgently do something.

- Enough, cadet. We realized that this is impossible.

The girl tried to get up, but Raskat stopped her by pressing her shoulder.

- Wait. There is one more thing ... You after all got acquainted with the savings bank case?

- Yes sir!

“So you know that there was still manslaughter there?”

The girl flushed to the roots of her hair and nodded.

- Or was it premeditated? This is what worries me ... The fragment of the penis, bitten off by Polovinkina, was 12–13 centimeters in tension. Experts found out. But is it really possible to immerse the sexual organ in the oral cavity to such a depth? BUT?

“I n-I don't know,” answered Helen wildly embarrassed.

- And I do not know. Need to check. So, where is our line?

He turned and picked up a wooden ruler and felt-tip pen from the table.

- Unbutton my fly and take out my dick.

- I?!

- Is there anyone else here? We will conduct an investigative experiment!

“But, comrade captain!” Exclaimed the girl in despair.

“Listen, student,” Nikolai said in an official, commanding tone. “Such experiments are an integral part of the operative’s work!” And they are often very unpleasant. But this does not give us a reason not to spend them! Clear?! I can invite expert Kiparisova, but she ALREADY works in our department. But if we send a request to you to your police school after you finish your studies, it depends on you! So follow the order!

With trembling fingers, the girl unbuttoned the captain's fly, pulled down the elastic of his panties, and pulled out a hefty, thick, hard cock. Nikolay immediately attached a ruler to it and made a mark with a felt-tip pen at the level of 13 centimeters from the head.

- Now take it in your mouth to the mark.

From the first time she managed to take a dick in her mouth by 7-8 cm. But she choked and pulled back.

- Try again. Relax. Be professional!

The second and third attempts were more successful, but the matter did not move deeper than 10 centimeters.

- Try raskachku. Up down. And each time try to immerse it more. Come on. You can do it.

Helen tried very hard. Looks like she really thought it was just a job. And Nikolay was pricked with remorse of conscience, that he is now tritely fucking an intern in an “unnatural way”. But the excitement quickly engulfed the captain entirely, and he was already thinking only about how not to end up longer. However, soon he could not restrain himself.

- Yeah-ah, you did it oh-oh! - he howled, pushing Lenochka on the back of his head and plunging his trunk into it a couple of centimeters below the mark.

He saw how her puffy cheeks turned red when she began to convulsively swallow the sperm pouring into her. But he let go only when the flow of his seed dried up.

- Sorry, cadet. I could not do anything with myself. Physiology!

The girl's eyes were full of tears. She blinked at them in confusion, and her sweet face expressed at the same time shame, fear, anger and insecurity. In such a state, she could have done something stupid, so Raskat began to talk about her, pushing with the pressure:

- But most importantly, we learned that this is possible! 13 centimeters - possible! Do you understand what this means !? Not!? Heck! Yes, this proves that what happened in Polovinkina’s apartment and in the savings bank are interconnected more than we thought! Don't you catch the connection ?!

All this time, Nicholas himself feverishly thought how these matters could be related. But without inventing anything, he unscrewed quite elegantly.

- It is a pity, cadet, that you do not understand! This is the basics of forensics! Are you sure you chose the right profession? But nothing, do not despair. Go home now and think. Tomorrow you will report. Smir-rno! Tomorrow at 9:00 am waiting for a report! And not a word to anyone! There should be no leakage of information about our investigative actions until the case is brought to court. Cool shit! Step march!

Helen came out. She was completely stunned by what had happened. Thoughts were confused, and one of them was completely incomprehensible: why did her panties get wet?

* * *

Major Durov was spinning in the evening at home in front of the mirror in French lace panties, when he was distracted by a phone call. These panties were presented to him by that very friend from OBKHSS. He specialized in fartsovschiki and often appropriated material evidence. The major picked up the phone and asked displeased:

- Hello?

At the other end was Captain Raskat.

- Reporting, Comrade Major! All the police of the city were alarmed. And found! And boots, and a raincoat, and a hat, and glasses. Everything was folded in a white bag with the Peter and Paul Cathedral. The package was discovered by the sergeant ... this ... How is it? ... H ... Ha ... I forgot my last name! ... It doesn't matter ... at the city dump. From where they brought him there - could not be established. But there is something else! Both the boots and the raincoat were stock numbers of the city SES. According to him, it was possible to establish that things belonged to the very same Filippov, who disappeared, and then he was found.

- Is that so? And what about Filippov?

“He said that two days before the robbery, he was indeed sent to the local history museum to persecute mice.” But the work did not have time to finish, and left things in the back room of the museum. And he went to his mistress, citizen Konovalova. Interrogate her?

- What for? Let them deal with the issues of moral decay of their employees in SES. Place them for what? And so everything is clear. One-armed man snuck into a museum, stole a fuzea, and at the same time grabbed a cloak with ... Read more →

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