a chest. And inside the chest are secret documents about how I stole the entire forest.
The valiant Investigative Committee has now joined the Nashi activists (members of the pro-Kremlin youth movement), who have been constantly harassing my parents (Vyšetřovací komise). At this very moment, a search is underway at the "Kobyakov Wicker Factory," which belongs to my parents. It is a real, honest-to-goodness small business located in the Odintsovo district; I’ve written about it before. It is right behind the fence in front of which my possible criminal accomplices were photographed: a bear cub, a fawn, a little crane, and some kind of incomprehensible even-toed animal. My parents have long been prepared for something like this, although of course it is still unpleasant. A search is a search. We’ll get through it, because judging by how wide they’ve cast the net, this is only the beginning, and they’ll probably carry out searches and seizures at the school I attended as well. P.S. While I’m at it, I’d like to remind the Investigative Committee staff and the FSB operatives accompanying the search not to forget to look inside every "Picnic Basket No. 1," item code NHP-175FL. Perhaps that is where the information they are interested in is being kept.