They got up and went to the elevator, took it up and went out into the courtyard of the research institute. A service car came to pick them up. The license plates bore the code 39 – the vehicle code of the 12th Main Directorate of the Ministry of Defense of the Russian Federation. Its functions include control over the maintenance, development, and operation of Russia's nuclear arsenal. Everyone in the car was silent, as if that was the way it was supposed to be.

At last we arrived at Bolshaya Znamensky Lane, house No. 19.

Two junior officers met them, calmly, dryly, and led them through the gate without checking their documents. The officer on duty looked carefully at the monitor, the system beeped, then he nodded to the escorts, and everyone went through.

The guests were led into a small office where a thin man with the rank of lieutenant general sat behind a long desk.

– Fyodor Ivanovich Sukhov," he introduced himself.

– Yury V. Zhemchuzhny, Senior Inspector at the UN of the Main Department of Control and Oversight Activities of the Presidential Administration of the Russian Federation.

Ruthra was a little taken aback that he had to come here so soon and unexpectedly, and in a role he did not know. He had already heard about Vasilievich's methods of work and yet he did not know which name to use. His boss saved him. At that, he looked sternly at Rutra.

– My deputy," he said, pointing to Rutra.

– Paskhovsky Artur Lvovich," Rutra introduced himself.

In the car, he was handed fictitious documents. Due to the rush, he was a bit disoriented, but deciphered the situation.

They said hello and settled into their chairs.

– Now my assistant will tell you a little about our department," the general said, pointing to his assistant.

The young captain, electronic pointer in hand, stood at the wall with the telepanel and began to narrate, while at the same time moving the pointer across the panel, on which various images appeared that related to his story.

– A little general information," he began. – The tasks of the 12th Main Directorate are to study the destructive factors of nuclear explosions and to develop means and methods of atomic defense for troops and the population. Nuclear munitions were assembled in the following military units. We have prepared a printout for you.

"Claimed the news," thought Ruthra.

– The number of central nuclear weapons bases doubled in the ten years following their transfer to the Department of Defense.

– Excuse me, excuse me," Zhidkov interrupted him. – All these objects need to be checked?

– According to the topic you are interested in and the way the question is posed, in any regime point, especially those related to nuclear weapons, a hidden, disguised signal source can be installed. I mean, there is a technical possibility, the facility complies with the access regime," the general explained.

Vasilievich nodded. Rutra already understood what he was talking about. The problem Vasilievich was talking about was very serious, not to mention someone who didn't trust someone. After all, clearly the problem had not arisen "today", apparently the military had made every effort to resolve it. It was clear from what was going on that they had failed, since the President's administration, as Rutra already knew, was interested in it. The assistant continued after a moment's hesitation.

– The Strategic Missile Forces established their own storage bases for interaction with the missile divisions of intercontinental missiles. The Nuclear Explosion Control Service was established as part of the 6th Directorate. In 1988, the Nuclear Safety Inspectorate was established on the basis of the NBP Operation Department in the 12th Directorate of the Defense Ministry. In addition, the Special Control Service is subordinate to us.

On the screen appeared the emblem of the Special Control Service – a circle, inside of which was a checkered globe and a lion with the head of an eagle, which with one paw covered a mushroom from a nuclear explosion.

"That's it! We didn't come down to this Metro 2 for nothing," thought Ruthra.

The General realized that the assistant's story had bored the guests a little, so he offered tea.

– If it's all right, I'd like a coffee," Vasilievich asked.

– Uh, sure. I suggest we take a smoke break.

– Fine," Vasilievich agreed.

– I invite you to my office," the general offered, pointing with his hand to the door to the next room.

Everyone went there, brought coffee, Sukhov offered his own smokes, Zhidkov politely declined, took out his own, Rutra took the general's, Vasilievich understood the move.

– Tell me quickly and simply," the general turned to his subordinate.

– You can't make it any simpler than that, Comrade General," the captain replied. – They are interested in every little thing, even closed, abandoned bases, and not only on the territory of the former USSR.