Perhaps this is the brightest, rich, atmospheric retro-detective of Alexander Bushkov. A complete immersion in the “Golden Age” of the Russian Empire, when young couples met at balls in the noble assembly, the officers of the imperial army were served by moneylers, and private bailiffs monitored the order in provincial town. But the criminals, like wild animals, were Luta, dodgy and very cunning. *** The merchant of fire turned to the second lieutenant Saburov to figure out which of his three clerks steal from the cash register. Having taken the assistant to Artamoshka as assistants, Saburov began to secretly monitor the clerks, and soon found out that one of them - Kachurin - was not at all the one for whom he was given himself. It turned out that this type hides that he graduated from the full gymnasium course and has the rank of warrant officer. Gentlemen, with such an education and rank, do not go to the clerks. And it also became known that, having changed clothes, having glued his mustache and putting on a wig, the clerk Kachurin secretly visits some strange house ... *** This novel is like a sip of fresh water after the dirty stream of news of today's media outlets. This is a return to that former Russia, when the concepts of honor, fidelity, duty were still in price. When the nobles appointed sinless secret dates to their ladies. When the glasses were filled with foamy champagne, and their ringing was drowned out by the ringing of crossed swords.
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