Two pensioners were brutally killed in the Kuban. Priority version of the investigation - homophobia

Snow

Fluffy snow fell in Ilsky. White was circled every line - each branch, and a skeleton of a bus without wheels, and a green fence, and cherry trees in round tires, and kiosk “Free flowers”.

Water flows through the streets - streams, gathering in the lakes, goes into ditches and aryki. The ditches are dug along all streets. Dogs jump over them, children fly over, women go around the bridges, but the ditches and dams do not contain everything, and the water continues to flow.

70-year-old Vladimir Dubentsov and 64-year-old Nikolai Galdin were found in the evening of January 10. Traces of their house have not appeared for two days. And it was still quiet.

- I came home from work. The silence is so unhealthy. He looked through the fence - the lock does not hang on the door. They always left, they closed everything. Found the phone of the sisters. She says - I am not in the know where they are. There would be normal people, they talked with everyone - they would have rushed before that they were not there. And so they do not bother anyone - and thank God. Her husband came, says - I myself will not go into the yard. Well, let's go. The smell of Gary stood. They tried to set fire to, to see. Well, they didn’t light up, the neighbors would have got it. They called the police.

One lay right near the threshold - Kolya. They did not go further, they did not touch anything. Everything was already clear.

Street

Proletarskaya Street, where the murder occurred, is not so short. But the track crosses it - from Krasnodar to Novorossiysk. And ten houses live as if separately. The rumble of cars merges with the murmur of water (it is especially a lot of it), and it seems that the sea is nearby.

Dubentsov’s house is the poorest on the street. A brick, covered with ocher paint, wooden attic, stains along the facade, windows are covered with a film. A black and white puppy peeps out of the booth. In a green, many times a reptile fence, a land shaft has been piled up - the old people were saved from the water. A few years ago, all the neighbors raised their sites - and water flows here.

A neighbor is cleaned by a neighbor - Edik Gorbenko. It picks in the water a long hoe.

- Everyone was very upset that they were killed! So upset that we do not know where to go with joy!

Laughs through the word. Lists complaints.

-Firstly, they threw nails on the road. Lily water on the fence. Constant scandals, all neighbors are bad, all women - *****. Kolya, the roommate of this Vova met my wife - "Bitch, prostitute, came home!" From childhood, my children knew who the blue are and what they were doing! That is, what is this talking about? They did not hide this absolutely. Therefore, the fact that they were killed is not even surprising. And if we wanted to kill them, we would just poison them vodka and that's it! I said so the police!

Neighbor Tatyana Nikanorovna Kharchenko (“Better Nikolaevna,” corrects. “The manager in kindergarten is all their lives, the children are pronounced just like that”): “How can people get up to death to kill? I still understand - they got a fight. But to death? Don't know".

- Yes, Volodya did not really communicate with whom. Then Petrov Nadia lived, they were friends, but she died already, more than a year ago. He often came to consult me. There are something with their neighbors-and share as it were. I say - we must. Such a life is unenviable and so death to die.

Her great -granddaughter Evelina is spinning around. She is one of those children with whom the dead old people had a war. Not at all embarrassed by the grandmothers, he tells how they mined the yard to them.

- Pipe, you know such? Saluts fly out of them. And we made bombs of them. Cyril threw all the garbage to them, he shoved nuts between the boards.

Lists the chronology of hostilities: "This summer was both past and the before last." "Why?" - I ask. "There is nothing to do, that's all!"

- Here to catch and give on the neck! - Grandmother grumbles.

- Come on, ba! You did not swear!

Her 11-year-old brother sits in the next room and, hugging, warming the Chinese crested dog. "Leather like a person."

Who are they

The biography of Vladimir and Nikolai has to be restored literally by pieces, and it turns out to be completely stingy.

The mother of Vladimir - Evdokia Nikitichna - fought in the Japanese war. “In the 45th year she was called up. They lived then in the Far East. She served in Morflot a radio operator. She fought, their ship was in hostilities. So she, as a participant in the Great Patriotic War, is not with the Germans, but there. The Japanese also attacked us, ”says Vladimir Elena's cousin.

Vladimir's father died before his birth. Was a military man. In the Kuban, Vladimir came with his mother and stepfather - also a veteran of war. Here he graduated from the pedigree. He worked in elementary schools of Ilsky and neighboring Severskaya. At 42, I received a disability for a common disease.

All (absolutely all) neighbors are sure that the general disease was a psychiatry. "They are both with certificates." They called diagnoses. This will be untrue. Vladimir really bought prescription drugs, “but nothing special,” say pharmacists.

I also bought bones - for broth and for dogs. He lived very poorly and complained about poverty.

I met Nikolai through the newspaper Okolitsa.

“I myself wrote out this newspaper and constantly saw“ I am looking for a man for life together, so as not to drink, not convicted, I will write down, ”says his neighbor Valentina Vasilievna. “He needs help in the yard, and the woman for what is he?” He does not need women. So this Kolya appeared.

About Nikolai is even less known. From the village of Kanelovskaya. He mentioned the village of Medvedovskaya - "either he lived there, or his relatives." He worked on a truck, worked as a guard, retired.

We got together ten years ago. No longer parted.

The relationship was not hidden. "Cathed-cramped." They organized a common life: Vladimir went for groceries and on business, Nikolai worked on the site.

All neighbors in line mention that every morning Nikolai sweeping the street near their house. "Their purity was incredible." They lived in isolation, very carefully.

And in the last five years, a war with neighbors has unfolded. They fought harmoniously. “You start to swear with Kolya - he immediately connects Volodya, and he screams throughout the street.” The old people stood a mountain for each other.

In parallel, they fought with the village administration. "Administration, housing and communal services, a properve, police." Vladimir, armed with laws, wrote complaints and demanded the due benefits and help. Install the tank, install counters, dig a ditch. More than once the head went to the house. "He knew his rights, forced to work."

Lastness, the village is ready to forgive the old people with an attempt to stand up for housing. "Sorted out!" “We offered them a room, even when Vladimir’s mother was alive! - says the quarterly Alevtina Pavlovna Kokoreva. - Well, yes, amenities are on the floor, but we don’t even live like that. Refused! "

For the windings, it is clear that Vladimir was tuned for a long time. "Those children who wrote on the fence have already grown." They wrote: "The fence is green, and the owner is blue." Several times and beat.

The conflict with the Cossacks - Vladimir, as the son of veterans, also wanted to join the procession on May 9, and the Cossacks were not allowed, "they explained that they did not consider him a man." (Cossacks decisively deny - "slander us.")

Everyone who talks about injury is asked not to write their names. But ashamed, subject to conceal by the fact, it seems to them not that the old people were poisoned, not that the old people killed - but that the “such” the old people generally lived in their village, on their street.

Harming, as it were, confirms their “feature”, and therefore should not be mentioned in any way. "In vain, you generally came to write about this."

Vladimir Elena's sister works as a paramedic on an ambulance. She refused a personal meeting: "I do not want to talk about it, so far it is very difficult." According to her, Nicholas she knew as a tenant and "she did not communicate with him at all, he did not interest me." I ask how she lives - here. “I know all the people, everyone knows that this is my brother. All people are accustomed that he is with oddities. All with sympathy, with regret. "

The sister denies the injury: "He would really not tell me."

The village

Senior investigator Viktor Finko Seversky SK says that the version of homophobia is one of the most priority. Optimistic: "We will reveal where we will go."

A 24 -hour headquarters was organized in the village police department. The deputy chief is remembered that all the stanichnaya gays have already been identified and interrogated.

He says with a grin: “I didn’t even know that we had so many of them in the village. And such an age. "

The murder describes this way: “The man took a stick and beat, pierced the head, well, and got somewhere, of course. Presumably one. ” Then he tried to set fire to the house. "Maybe the man was not divided?" - The policeman laughs.

Money - and the old people just received a pension - the killer did not take, nothing disappeared from the house.

Last week, police officers from Krasnodar contacted the department: on January 12, a man in the blanket found the body on the river bank, it turned out, also gay.

“They began to kill the fagots,” the policeman says and apologizes for the word “Pidar”.

Local youth began its investigation - out of curiosity. “We checked those we thought on, who was sitting, first of all. But they are not a campaign, everyone thumped deafly that day. " The entertainment here is simple: to fight the wall on the wall with the guys from Severskaya (“So today they go to beat us”), the Three Seven Bar, the club. You can also “drift” - ride at speeds in the village and smoke a hookah. According to them, in the village there are no neo-Nazis, nor any distinct youth movements. They did not know about the elderly gays - "otherwise they themselves would have drunk."

Ataman Victor Nikolaevich Pikalov confirms: "We have neither ready nor emo." "We live here in completely different laws." “The Chechens recently came to beat our guys - for the matter, so I went to Krasnodar preemptively, I talked with the diaspora. I say: you go with the trunks for showdowns, what, shoot from two idiots? So we have already punished them ourselves. ”

It is upset that we did not find the Cossack ball.

He knew the dead (more precisely, killed Vladimir), he came from complaints. “Well, I heard about him. But I will not see yet, I won’t believe it. Twice at night came there, they flooded the site. I say: make drainage. I saw the second - either the tenant, or the assistant. And a year ago, Vladimir asked that in the cemetery the place remained for him, next to his mother. I promised to help. " - "He was worried when he asked?" “No, what are you. There was absolutely a household conversation. ”

Darkness. Ataman builds three Cossacks to the administration. Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday - the Cossack patrol goes around the village. They catch the youngsters - according to the Kuban law, all minors should leave the street to 22. reads the order: patrol of streets, checking objects. We load in two cars, the chieftain tells not to fasten - "there is no need to with me." But we are not going along the route at all.

On the way, the chieftain endlessly says how lucky with the head - “keep in my leg”, draws attention to the fact that even along the Ilian streets and water flows, but completely clean.

They call in a "dysfunctional family", stand at the gate for a long time, yell: "Master!" A little woman with bare legs goes into the snow. It is indignant that her family is attributed to the dysfunctional. She was beaten by her husband, she "by stupidity" called the police. "When was it?" - "In the summer yet."

- “And what did the police call? I would call me directly, ”says the chieftain.

Behind her comes a kid of 11 years. Mom and Ataman shout in chorus:

- Go to the house!

For some reason, we call in the former factory hostel. Ataman knocks on the room, looks at the door, slamms. Shouts: "Get dressed, we have guests."

A guy in a black sweater comes out, very frightened.

- Why are they smoked on the floor? - the chieftain says to him. - And on the second floor - rowing?

The guy escorts the Cossacks before the exit.

“They also talked about him,” the Ataman explains. - But now - with your own eyes. The guy was bare on his bed. I opened the door - he darted behind the closet.

- And what?

- But nothing. I won’t give his hands anymore. And so his business! This democracy.

Having shown the living gays and their “reasonable” attitude towards them, the Cossacks bring us to see the army battle: children turn their hands, throw them on mats, work with their feet. Then we go to the forest: a bath, a square of cold turquoise water.

- And there is further on the mountain - the Krishnas are sitting. And even further - these buckets, Anastasievites, sectarians. People were not allowed into the forest. I told them: I will surround your settlement, and you will not go into our village.

Suspect

The next morning, the courtyard of the dead was littered with things: knots with clothes, books, suitcases, worn boots, banks, miserable remnants of life. The puppy, understanding something, begins to howl.

A woman peeps out of the next gate carefully - and also howls. The day before, the police took her son Alexander, 53 years old. Valentina Vasilievna Panteleenko himself is 82 years old, she is very scared.

- We are already afraid of everyone! I am upset, I don’t sleep all night today. We do not go there. We never communicate! What do we know there? And now it is dragged from the 11th and removed from work! He has hepatitis C and arthrosis. He works in Afipskaya on a tile with a loader. In the evening we arrived in a crowd from there. Then they looked for weapons, with the witnesses! And yesterday I came home from work, hungry, didn’t eat anything. And they arrived, they took it again. I call Severskaya - “He is with us. For hooliganism we put him. ” Probably indignant. Today is the court. What a trial to him! He works! He did not offend the flies.

“You hide,” and threaten! We, they say, will put you in the cell to the roosters, there it will be! What to do, what to do, what they touch him!

On Proletarskaya Street there are two who have served, among them they are still looking for a killer.

Alexandra Panteleenko was planted back in the 2000th drug, and released two years later. Shortly before that, he lost his eyes, the second almost does not see.

Their house is completely poor, Valentina Vasilievna cuts bread for tea, cries. Exhales and starts again:

- On the tablets on one holds, rheumatoid arthritis, but now they do not give a pension. Go make out the group. And here they do not give a group! While drinking pills, it seems to work. He always spends the night at home. He doesn’t communicate with anyone, he doesn’t even have women - one lives with me. He is afraid of this darkness himself! As the policeman came, he told. So Sasha turned on the light in the yard, and the light burned all night. Shouts to me: "Cut it!"

He calls the police: “At least do not hit him there! He is erasing me, he takes out a pot! I'm old! "

Alexandra Panteleenko is released in three days. He says that they did not beat, but "it almost got to it."

“They say - admit! What am I confessing to? " He is afraid that he will be fired, afraid that “rumors will go”, asks to clearly separate himself from the dead.

- If I live alone, there are no wife and children, but I strive for this. I'm not like that!

Cemetery

In recent years, the elderly went out “people” only to the funeral. “Well, that is, Vova walked, Kolya no. Who died - Vova always goes. And how long, and when, and what date - clarifies, so as not to miss. He sits down - at least eat normally, fully eats. And he still drew a bag home. That, sake, pies. You need to feed a friend! Guys ... What are they preparing to each other there. "

-And on the 13th I went to the bazaar and look, their gate is tied with a towel-which means that they have already been buried. We have it - they take out the dead man, the last person left the yard and bandages. And then any person can untie a towel and pick up. The rich are bandaged with a rich towel, terry, and the poor - cheaper. Whoever has what. These had some kind of terry strip. White chi green strip.

Only Vladimir was buried. Nicholas still lies in the district morgue. Vladimir’s sister says that she wanted to “take it away too, all the person”, but she lost her passport. Now the police are looking for his relatives.

Together the old people will not be buried.

Tatyana Nikanorovna says that this is right.

- I buried my husband in the Black Sea, my grandfather - because there his wife is the first, his son. And I thought so ... It is legally to bury him there. We lived for 19 years and were not painted. That is, no one for each other. In the eyes of people.

In the spring, two years as in April died. And died so strange! In Afipskaya lay the hospital. I come in the morning, and the doctor came, and he says: “Get. Write me down, I want to go home so! I will eat goat at home, sleep normally, but here I can neither eat nor sleep. ” She says - but I do not mind! And writes it out. I call his brother to Krasnodar smaller - take us home! And on the gurney he was taken out, put in the car. I sat in the back seat, next to him. Brother will turn. He says-listen, something does not look like. Chi is alive, chi no. I say: yes, probably sleeping. He will turn again: listen, maybe we will call an ambulance? We drove into the Ilian hospital, a doctor came out. He listened to him and says: he is dead.

And he put his head on my shoulder, so he died on my shoulder.

Egor Matveevich. I miss! He was a good grandfather. Attentive. I felt that a man was in the house. Somewhere something will go, do. I felt that I was not alone. Scary alone. It is important when you love.

There are three cemeteries in Ilsky: the old, new and the latest. Vladimir lies on the new. And this is good, because the latest is flooded with water - and here is just oily clay. Near the grave of his mother, Evdokia Nikitichny, her portrait is a very firm look, compressed lips. I recall that she survived the war. Snow was applied to the portrait of Vladimir, only his eyes are visible. I clean the snow with my palm. Here he is about 40 years old. The same look tries to smile, but the smiles do not come out, the chin is pushed.

On the wreath it is written - "With love and sorrow."

Horses graze behind the cemetery, water flows.

Когда подписывался номер, стало известно, что предполагаемый убийца арестован, ему предъявлено обвинение. Это 23-летний Александр Фет-Оглы, житель Ильского. Был судим за квартирную кражу, отбывал обязательные работы в поселковой администрации («деревья на кладбище пилил») и остался там разнорабочим. Участвовал в жизни местного казачества. Атаман Пикалов говорит, что в казачестве состоял его отец, а «этого в наших списках нет». Александра хвалили в местной прессе — вместе с другими казаками он ездил ликвидировать последствия наводнения в Крымске. В последнее время он хотел уйти служить по контракту, и, по некоторым данным, его срок службы должен был начаться 1 февраля. Накануне он был арестован.

Фет-Оглы дал признательные показания. По его версии, он выпивал вместе со стариками, и они к нему пристали, а он отбивался. «Как будто бы перестарался», — комментируют полицейские.