08-27-2009, 12:00 AM
As soon as pock-marked man left the machine, "Ford" dashed to the cafe- bar "Outmirror" on street Barmaleeva. Azik was a master of its
matter, and to the arrival of girl his two assistants, equipped with portable video cameras, has already been located on their places. The first sucked
coffee after the table in window and lazily looked to the large avenue; the second - stood in the counter of bar. Azik engaged a position at the door - with
the straight survey of hall. In the place were counted about thirty playing automatic machines. For each two rows of buttons. The first row indicated a
quantity of points for the rates. In the second row the players collected the desired arrangement of figures, by which was calculated the gain.
Girl entered into the cafe-bar and by business gait she was directed to the fourth automatic from Azika. After thrusting a buks into the slot, she rapidly
collected combination and push to the button "Start". Naturally, she took a maximally possible gain. Half a minute to the approach, and money moved
from the automatic to her unprepossessing backpack. Azik heard about the electronic manipulators, who generated special pulses and acted on the chips of
automatic machines. But, how he knew, for "the breaking" of programs it was required from ten minutes to the hour, and a doll "bombed"
this iron with the incredible rapidity. With this equipment it was possible to live in rich. But only where her "roof"? Really this doll with the
gold master key no one did insure?
Girl absent-mindedly looked around bar and passed into the hall of cafe. Azik saw, as she deftly took one additional gain. After noting the interrogative
view of guard, he rocked by head.
- The records send to Stepan Petrovich. We will care about it themselves.
- She has some "master key",- guard whispered. - I accurately you tell! Simple people so do not win.
- I know,- answered Azik.
- Records exist. Clean proof. Let's drag her to me, to search her and all matters…
- Someone grazes this girl, and we do not thus far know these people. Be relax.
After returning to "Ford", he was connected with the big brother and reported results.
- I have this thought. It goes to Lenin's street. There the Rustam"s salon. His people also can appear interest to it. And still they can
calculate us as her "roof". Why to us this war? It can, take to her on- quiet?
- Rustam already know,- important-looking voice answered. - His people in act. Simply you conduct girl to the nest. As see, she acts without the cover.
You do know that I do think? She is novice. Most likely, some clever fellow made a device for the breaking of game automatics and directed his
girlfriend to run by the region. To gather money for leisure in the tropics. I want to obtain this technician living. Bring to me this, Azik. Girl and
fellow. At your disposal have ten people. If it is necessarily more, speak.
- We will manage.
- Also Rustam wanted to give to his people, but I refused. So that for me this matter of honor. Do not bring failure.
- I understood, brother.
Passing the street Podkovyrova, girl stopped at the middle of zebra, then rapidly she was returned to the pavement. After squatting to haunches near a
light-signal post, she scrutinized square after the flower pavilion. Passer-by with the surprise looked to her. Small boy, with the crystallized
sucrose in the mouth, pulled mother by the dress and poked by finger to the strange girl.
- I there see nothing, muttered Azik. - Which it did frighten?
When green light again began to shine on the light signal, girl was bent down, she jumped out to "the zebra", but then was thrown
conversely. This was repeated several times. Then she began to swing by hands. And here, without believing to its eyes, Azik saw, as on the lane of
square - on the lobe "of the flower", formed from the metallic fences - was raised the post of the silvered dust. In the same moment the
girl crossed pedestrian crossing and, after being bent down, she dashed to the street Pogozova. Travelling past the flower pavilion, Azik as before
he looked at the post of the dust - the small vortex, which rushed in the direction of avenue. It crossed pavement, slightly reserve "Ford"
and old "Moers" in the second row, and then it was dissolved on the middle of road. Machine here down. The Mercedes sharply wagged to the
front line. It carried out and brought down sideways.
- Hey! You did see? - frightenedly exclaimed driver. - You did see this dust?
- Give! Go!
- But I that do make? Fack! Wheelbarrow is dead.
- Entirely?
- There is no ignition. I did not understand! She sorcered this dust? Some to Woo-doo…
- Shut up! I will show you to Woo-doo!
matter, and to the arrival of girl his two assistants, equipped with portable video cameras, has already been located on their places. The first sucked
coffee after the table in window and lazily looked to the large avenue; the second - stood in the counter of bar. Azik engaged a position at the door - with
the straight survey of hall. In the place were counted about thirty playing automatic machines. For each two rows of buttons. The first row indicated a
quantity of points for the rates. In the second row the players collected the desired arrangement of figures, by which was calculated the gain.
Girl entered into the cafe-bar and by business gait she was directed to the fourth automatic from Azika. After thrusting a buks into the slot, she rapidly
collected combination and push to the button "Start". Naturally, she took a maximally possible gain. Half a minute to the approach, and money moved
from the automatic to her unprepossessing backpack. Azik heard about the electronic manipulators, who generated special pulses and acted on the chips of
automatic machines. But, how he knew, for "the breaking" of programs it was required from ten minutes to the hour, and a doll "bombed"
this iron with the incredible rapidity. With this equipment it was possible to live in rich. But only where her "roof"? Really this doll with the
gold master key no one did insure?
Girl absent-mindedly looked around bar and passed into the hall of cafe. Azik saw, as she deftly took one additional gain. After noting the interrogative
view of guard, he rocked by head.
- The records send to Stepan Petrovich. We will care about it themselves.
- She has some "master key",- guard whispered. - I accurately you tell! Simple people so do not win.
- I know,- answered Azik.
- Records exist. Clean proof. Let's drag her to me, to search her and all matters…
- Someone grazes this girl, and we do not thus far know these people. Be relax.
After returning to "Ford", he was connected with the big brother and reported results.
- I have this thought. It goes to Lenin's street. There the Rustam"s salon. His people also can appear interest to it. And still they can
calculate us as her "roof". Why to us this war? It can, take to her on- quiet?
- Rustam already know,- important-looking voice answered. - His people in act. Simply you conduct girl to the nest. As see, she acts without the cover.
You do know that I do think? She is novice. Most likely, some clever fellow made a device for the breaking of game automatics and directed his
girlfriend to run by the region. To gather money for leisure in the tropics. I want to obtain this technician living. Bring to me this, Azik. Girl and
fellow. At your disposal have ten people. If it is necessarily more, speak.
- We will manage.
- Also Rustam wanted to give to his people, but I refused. So that for me this matter of honor. Do not bring failure.
- I understood, brother.
Passing the street Podkovyrova, girl stopped at the middle of zebra, then rapidly she was returned to the pavement. After squatting to haunches near a
light-signal post, she scrutinized square after the flower pavilion. Passer-by with the surprise looked to her. Small boy, with the crystallized
sucrose in the mouth, pulled mother by the dress and poked by finger to the strange girl.
- I there see nothing, muttered Azik. - Which it did frighten?
When green light again began to shine on the light signal, girl was bent down, she jumped out to "the zebra", but then was thrown
conversely. This was repeated several times. Then she began to swing by hands. And here, without believing to its eyes, Azik saw, as on the lane of
square - on the lobe "of the flower", formed from the metallic fences - was raised the post of the silvered dust. In the same moment the
girl crossed pedestrian crossing and, after being bent down, she dashed to the street Pogozova. Travelling past the flower pavilion, Azik as before
he looked at the post of the dust - the small vortex, which rushed in the direction of avenue. It crossed pavement, slightly reserve "Ford"
and old "Moers" in the second row, and then it was dissolved on the middle of road. Machine here down. The Mercedes sharply wagged to the
front line. It carried out and brought down sideways.
- Hey! You did see? - frightenedly exclaimed driver. - You did see this dust?
- Give! Go!
- But I that do make? Fack! Wheelbarrow is dead.
- Entirely?
- There is no ignition. I did not understand! She sorcered this dust? Some to Woo-doo…
- Shut up! I will show you to Woo-doo!