On a beautiful Saturday morning, forensic expert Vsevolod Severny dreamed only of a glass of good whiskey in the company of the immortal “Dead Souls”... But instead of a relaxing weekend, Severny receives the corpse of an oligarch’s daughter in the bathtub of a mansion, a newborn in a shoebox, the lamentations of Rita Chainsaw, too beautiful Alena Dmitrievna Solovetskaya and her friend’s crazy kids to boot. He just wanted to read, but he was forced to slurp stupidity and cowardice, cunning and greed, prudence and recklessness, love and hatred straight from life. Everything that distinguishes the crown of creation - homo sapiens - from animals. Maybe the madman Rousseau is right? And let's all go back to nature? But alas... Utopias are viable only in the heads of still living bodies. And life, although a very attractive and funny thing, is still much more cruel than death. If he weren’t Vsevolod Alekseevich Severny, a recognized authority in thanatology! So this is not the last investigation imposed on the North.