They really came in a black car, which is popularly called craters. Pre calling my cell. Cause a call on my first interrogation, the investigator for particularly important cases of prosecution outlined very vague. Something to do with the Oil Refinery and my public statements on the Internet. A nice young man. But somehow, his voice trembling. He would quickly get out of the theater. Interestingly, they all who speak out are asked to come in for questioning? Or is it just me? But what about the grandmother on the benches? They do not hesitate in expressions. Okay, I'll go tomorrow at 15:00 for his first interrogation.
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