—An antique dealer has disappeared. And what especially worries me is that it disappeared along with the figurine... - So what is required of me? — I asked and reached into my purse for a notebook and a pen. Arkhipov took a sip of coffee and looked at me, as if assessing my intellectual and external qualities, which, by the way, I myself am always confident of. Blonde hair and green eyes have never spoiled anyone, and in general, when preparing for today’s meeting, I tried. As for intelligence and suitability for the chosen profession, the more than two hundred cases I solved spoke eloquently for themselves.