In the suburbs in an abandoned barrack found the corpse of a man killed by three shots from a pistol. Who needed to kill a homeless person so professionally, and even against the backdrop of a loud campaign to help socially unprotected segments of the population? Colonel of the Ministry of Internal Affairs Gurov notices a special handwriting with which a control shot was fired. This is the hand of a famous killer named ENT. But why hire a professional killer to eliminate a rootless tramp? Gurov again and again checks the details of the case and soon becomes convinced that poverty is a skillful masquerade, and the deceased himself is not at all the one he pretended to be...