A woman challenging

Irina Manukhina. Photo from the personal archive

The Arkhangelsk lawyer Andrei Krevov was brutally beaten by the police, and then he himself was accused of biting one of his offenders. Krekov was sentenced to 2 years and 8 months of the colony. While the process was going on, Krekov consistently defended his innocence and twice declared dry hunger strikes in a pre -trial detention center. Yesterday, the regional court examined the defense appeal and softened the maintenance regime for a colony-settlement, although he satisfied the prosecutor's request for an increase in a period of one month. Krekov’s lawyers intend to appeal this decision, as well as force the investigation of the beating of a lawyer.

The random witness of his beating Irina Manukhina, who not only tried to stop the torture itself, took a huge part in Krekova’s fate, but did everything possible in order to expose the police, Manukhina managed to achieve the dismissal of the investigator who forged her testimony. Irina patiently and decisively went to the courts, although Arkhangelsk judges did not appreciate her desire to defend the truth in Krekova.

As Irina herself told the “faces”, on that June white night she went to Lomonosov Avenue to the third police department to pick up a seventeen -year -old son from there. “The son was pushed into the car and took away in front of my eyes, not listening to my cries that I was his mother. I took the guard of the North restaurant with me, where I worked then. The guard stayed on the street, and I went inside. I was surprised by a large number of police officers, as if they had a“ interception ”plan. I had never seen so many people in the police department.

Having entered the police department, Irina immediately noticed that the police were beaten by someone. Moreover, the beating continued with her, despite her outraged exclamations.

"At first I was taken aback, went a couple of steps forward and asked where my son, where to sign." Nothing is needed, take it, leave. "

But I see that the room on the left is tanned by a young man. Then I found out that his name is Andrey Krekov.

Andrei moaned in pain, kneeling to face the chair, and he periodically beat his head on this chair, hitting the back of the head. Beasy on the shoulders and neck with their hands. They raised behind the handcuffs, by the hands up. He asked to stop it. I made them a remark: "What are you doing! Is this a police or what do you have here? What kind of torture is this?" They answered me: "I went from here until I got it myself." I realized that something was happening here at all.

Then the guy told me: "Girl, I beg you, call my wife." At this time, he is again hit on the head, close his mouth with their hands, they drive me away, threaten me. But I knew that I was not afraid of them. I have a guard on the street. And if I do not go out, he will begin to look for me. Krekov dictated to me the number the second time, because they interrupted him with blows. When I went out, the guard and I tried to get through to the FSB on duty, but they did not pick up the phone. I say - we went to the prosecutor’s office, and the guard says, now there are no duty officers there, the prosecutor's office is closed at night. Krekova’s wife also failed to get through, although she scored many times. ”

After that, Irina turned to the police security service, and when the investigation began, she began to insist on introducing her testimony to the materials of the investigation:

“At first, I was not allowed to testify at all. Investigator Kovalev categorically refused to do this. He said:“ The matter is closed, lagged behind. ”I persuaded his aunt to go and force him to call me. He first also said:“ Leave me alone, we don’t need any witnesses. ”But the third time we have to make him call us.

He interviewed me in the Investigative Committee, and right in his office he pushed my testimony! I told him one thing, and he printed what he wanted: that Krekov himself was fighting on the chairs, he himself struck himself. I read it and told him - nonsense that you wrote here. He reprinted, and wrote again: "He fell and hit himself." This began to annoy me. In the end, he was forced to print the protocol as I wanted, gave me to read, and put all the previous specimens in front of him on the table. He showed me the testimony - it was described there how Krekova was beaten by the police. Well, he says, now I’ll fasten these three leaves ... and replaced them, put the first options for me, but I did not notice and signed.

As soon as everything turned out in court, Kovalev began to hide from me and hung up. "Do not call anymore, the case is closed."

I wrote a complaint to the Investigative Committee and provided a recorder (I took the recorder to investigator Kovalev, which he did not know about). Based on the results of the internal check, this Kovalev was carried out some small penalty. I wrote that I was not satisfied, I ask you to bring him to criminal liability. After that, he immediately quit so that he would not be attracted.

I was called once to the Lomonosov court, I testified, but they did not interest the judge. "

When the regional court considered the appeal, Irina Manukhina spent the whole day in the corridor, but she was never called. But now, when Krekova’s lawyers Vitaliy Cherkasov and Alexei Smirnov have entered into a criminal case on the exceeding the police and will achieve the termination of red tape in this case, her testimony may be decisive.

Irina says that Krekova and his defenders will help to finish the matter.

Is she afraid? “Sometimes I’m afraid terribly. Sometimes“ between the lines ”threaten, they write on the Internet:“ Are you not afraid to answer for someone with your own head? Why do you need this? "They hint, even write anonymous Sesapes:" Are you not afraid? "And it’s tired of being afraid, it’s impossible to live like that. My first husband was a cop, the second is a bandit. Now they get along very well, are friends and they have no problems ...

Therefore, I will go to the end. After all, there is no one else besides me. "