I, Viola Tarakanova, cannot live without crimes. Then they found me. This time it all started with the fact that during my visit to Asya Babkina there was a terrible grief the daughter of Lyal died. I fell asleep and didn’t wake up. Then from someone else's misfortune I was distracted by various events I flooded the neighbors, the publishing house accepted to print my first detective. I was so happy .. And suddenly there was a call from the hospital I demanded Asya, who got there with a heart attack .. From her, I learned the incredible buried not her daughter, and someone else's child. In order to divorce her husband and keep her daughter, Asya agreed to the help of a neighbor-doctor, her lover. Sleeping Lyala was moved across the balcony to him, and in her place was put the corpse of a similar girl, which the neighbor “got” And then Asi's lover hanged himself, and Lyalya disappeared. Now I'm the one who has to find the girl.