If you step on the sore spot of the powerful, be ready for a harsh and swift response—especially when the terrible and at the same time fun 1990s are in the yard. That’s exactly what happened to a young operative from Saratov: first he detained the wrong person, and then he even used his service weapon. As a result, a reward was put on his head—one that local criminals are not the only ones trying to claim, but also some of his colleagues. So he had to rush to Moscow to lie low there for a while—in some district police station with a strange name, where, supposedly, no one would look for him. But then… what kind of name? Everything there is totally different from how things are with people—the staff, and the cases they investigate. And try to figure it out: did you get lucky, Oleg Rovnin, to end up here—or did someone curse you…