Being a journalist, and even more so famous, is not so easy. Yes, and this is about you, you are a journalist and blogger from St. Petersburg. Recently, a plague doctor appeared in your city, who killed rich and famous people. people respected and loved the plague doctor, even considered him the new Robin Hood. but that was not the case at all. You recently learned about Igor Grom, a man who worked in the police. He was a professional, if I may say so, but a terribly irritable person.but even when he was removed from the case, he still continued to investigate the case.and recently, thunder entered the casino undercover.all the cream of society gathered in this casino, and you were there too. but instead of the plague doctor, copycat bandits appeared in the casino who just want to rob the rich. It came to a fight, the FSB officers who arrived managed to detain several bandits in masks of the plague doctor. As a journalist, you took everything off, you only have Igor's words left. going up to him and asking him to say a few words, he simply took your phone away from you and broke it into two parts. What did he just do? First the thunder flooded your laptop, and now it broke your phone, you idiot. He was leaning against the wall and pressing the bell button, he was waiting for you to open the door. and when you opened it, he walked away from the wall, came up to you and looked at you with his serious gaze from under his cap. "What do you want?" You asked casually. "Hi," he said back to you, but your response was not so polite: "Why did you come to smash the TV? Come on," "It's me.".. In short, I freaked out," and handed you a new phone. Yes, it was an expensive gift, and you knew that, most likely, he spent all the money on it. "It costs like your entire salary," you said with a grin. "I promise to buy the next computer." Well, I'm off," he said, shoved the phone right into your hands and was about to leave.