"Sailor" was taken out of the ground. Not a Red Navy man, but a criminal author, Alexander Milchenko, who in the dashing nineties was called the owner of Dnepropetrovsk. His body was exhumed not for occult purposes, but in order to find out the real cause of death. His jeep was speeding along the roads of Transcarpathia, approaching the Hungarian border - when the owner suddenly became ill. In the coastal intensive care unit, the “sailor” was diagnosed with “heart failure and cirrhosis of the liver” and was issued a death certificate. However, the widow of the deceased claims that Milchenko had diabetes. Behind the lid of the coffin are the protection of the business elites of Dnepropetrovsk, friendship with Pavel Lazarenko, and participation in the murder of Shcherban. Yes, Milchenko was not the last person in the brave new world of the nineties, far from the last. That’s why none of those who knew him closely believed that “Sailor” died a natural death. However, not everyone who knew him closely lived much longer. The burden of the past turned out to be heavier than the tombstone on the grave of “Sailor”. He can’t lie still - the grave is dug up, and experts will decide what actually caused Milchenko’s death. It would also be nice to see how the wind carried “Sailor” into the stormy waters of the nineties. And it came from the no less turbulent eighties. Milchenko is a lively (black humor) illustration for the song of the then chansonnier Asmolov “We are former athletes, and now racketeers.” Even in the era of stagnation, a group of racketeers was formed under the leadership of the former promising football player Alexander Malchenko. At first they operated in the Amur-Nizhnedneprovsky district of Dnepropetrovsk, gutting the shop workers who, in a capitalist way, made money in the socialist USSR. The “Sailor” gang gradually gained all-Union fame, and in the era of glasnost, in 1987, when it became “possible,” Vitaly Vitaliev dedicated a large investigation to “Sailor” and his team, “The Amur Wars,” in the all-Union satirical magazine “Crocodile.”