quiet and peaceful day in the police department of the city of St. Petersburg. Dmitry sits at his desk and works until he hears someone approaching his desk.

it was August, standing with a bouquet of white roses and a radiant smile.

“If the amount of the bouquet exceeds 3 thousand, then this is already a bribe,” said Dmitry, getting up from his seat a little awkwardly

"oh..what a bribe,Mon cher? just a small gift" said Holt, handing the guy flowers.