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11.10.2017
The case was 10 years ago. I just got married, and after a while, I was asked to help bring the linoleum to my wife’s grandmother’s apartment.
Well, I didn't agree, so I also called him to bed and twist his new clothes, so that she't wait for the maid until the weekend.
Apartment in the 9th floor panel house. The room is small, I pretended to do it for 2 hours maximum.
I brought linoleum and plinth.
There was no heavy furniture in the room. Everything was prepared.
Grandma sent to her daughter not to listen to the perforator, and boycotted the job.
He removed the old wooden plants, removed the old, laid a new linoleum. He pierced a bunch of holes in the wall with his father’s powerful perforator, and twisted new plints.
Satisfied waiting for the hostess, I bring her into the room, I say, "Accept the job!"
She liked everything.
Go to drink tea.
I once again look out of the hallway into the room and notice one strange thing that never came to my mind before.
Where are your batteries? I am asking.
They are in the walls. My grandmother from the kitchen answered.
How about the walls?
- Yes, the pipes straight in the walls are murdered from top to bottom.
I woke up! I have never heard that in my life. I had a sweat.
The matter was in the summer and even if I broke the pipe with a perforator, I could not immediately find out.
There will be a big surprise in October.
I tried to find out where the pipes were going. She did not know.
The bullet flew to Jek.
I started asking if there could be a plan for these tubes. The technician said it was their eternal problem. In one of the apartments a pipe flowed, the wall was crushed to cook. And where the pipes, you can only find when heating will give and they will be hot. They even tried the device somehow, but inefficiently.
I only have to wait and be afraid.
I told her everything when she came back from work. His answer was brilliant: "There were marks on the old plints where the pipes passed."
I had the time to throw those plates out.
There was a weak hope that by drilling on concrete I would not be able to break through the iron pipe, but I did not believe it.
As a result, I walked with this stone in the shower for 4 months, and when the test heating was allowed, I sat all day in this apartment, praying to all the gods that nothing would flow.
It all happened. I made new marks on the plinths and went to mark this case with a light soul.