Already at home, while I was spinning the container in my hands and looking for a lock, I remembered... Three days before the robbery, on the way to the basement, crossing the courtyard of the house (and the basement I use is located in a neighboring house), my good old friend came across to meet me, with whom we went to the hand-to-hand combat section together. We were there, in the hand-to-hand combat group, there were about 25 healthy guys, everyone was not spilled water, but the relationship with Kostya was especially sincere. And sports rivalry and white envy....