to illuminate the flashlight inside the underground passage, to see what’s inside. Taking out a flashlight from the backpack and a sapper blade, widened the passage and pulled out several bricks. The bricks were yellow and sturdy and only two of the interlacing of the roots of the bush fell out. Misha unearthed a little masonry, took a hammer from the backpack and knocked on the edges, struck, widening the passage more. Then he shined the inside of the stroke. In one and the second direction, the underground passage led to the side of the city and to the other side of one of the hills. Misha jumped to his feet and, sensing that he had discovered something important, walked away from the gap and looked around. It became clear to him that this place can be disguised as natural vegetation. He chose the grass thicker and cut off a piece of ground with grass with a demolition shovel to cover the entrance. I took this land with grass and put it to the entrance. It turned out a good layer of green grass, closing the entrance to the dungeon. Then he took it off the entrance, put it next to it and climbed into the break. The feet touched the bottom. He stood in the underground passage to his feet so that only his head was sticking out from the break. Misha turned on the flashlight, put it down and covered the ground with grass input. Then he cursed himself for his mistake, because he forgot to take his pack with him. Again it was necessary to push aside a layer of the ground with a grass, falling asleep lavishly for a collar of a T-shirt of earth crumbs. When this was all over, and the backpack landed on Misha’s shoulders, he felt that the dungeon was pretty cool. Again he took off his backpack, shone a flashlight, taking out his windbreaker. He put on his hood and pulled on his hood, feeling that now it would be more comfortable and warmer, having mounted the backpack on his back, decided to pass by an underground passage to the side, as it seemed to him, of a hilly terrain…
Lighting his way with a flashlight, he moved in a narrow underground passage forward. The walls of this turn were lined with yellow brick; the ceiling is made of a semicircular shape made of the same brick. The floor was earthy. Misha was surprised by the design of the move. Why so neat to lay out a brick, to mock the walls of the course leading to nowhere. After twenty meters, he suddenly found a void ahead. Going another ten meters, I got into a spacious room with shelves arranged along four walls of the room. Misha guessed that the room was hollowed out in the rock of one of the hills that he was observing at the top of the hilly terrain where the guys were having their picnic. Along the walls on the shelves lay a lot of neat rectangular tiles, exactly the ones of which were laid out the facade of the house.
– Nahren needed so many tiles, and even hides on shelves? He said excitedly to himself. To satisfy his pure curiosity, Misha came closer to the regiments and took a tile. Wow, yes it’s heavy. No, this is not a tile for the facade. After lighting closer, Misha rubbed his eyes in surprise.
– Can not be? – broke out from him. He again shone on the brick. Brushed off the dust, and gold gave the surface with the inscription: – “PROBA 999. ВЕСЪ = 1. l b”. Above the inscription is a round image of a snake devouring its tail? Misha suddenly became frightened of this embossing. Crowded bad thoughts about some kind of witchcraft, about treasures guarding snakes with deadly stings. From these thoughts with the “tile” of gold in his hands, he slowly sat on the floor. I waited. But nothing happened. He felt great, even more cheerful. And from this feeling, weight measures began to appear in memory. What does "1.lb" mean, Misha remembered that this pound is so designated and equal to close to 500 grams. Or, to be precise, the pound is approximately 453 grams. Misha carefully examined the shelves and what they were made of. Shelves were made of black metal with no signs of rust. Gold tiles are neatly folded. For the exact number of pieces on the shelf, the ability to correctly count the amount of gold stored here.
– “Exactly the metal shelves, like the mounts on the Demidov Tower”. – He thought. And embossing on an ingot” a snake devouring its tail, “what is it? Misha recalled a school excursion to the” slanting “tower where he learned that Demidov Akinfiy Nikitich had been studying abroad at the European Metallurgy Center, which then was Germany, Seems to be in Saxony, and there he learned how to extract silver from gold as well, and used the same method for gold mining and copper smelting from copper ore, which is exactly what his gold is hidden here. “Misha thought again. He began feverishly counting the neatly laid ingots on the shelves that had been installed to the very ceiling of the low, with his room’s growth. Counting five hundred, or six hundred pieces, lost count. Then he happily spat, counting that the number of ingots on each shelf is the same. And, counting the number of pieces on the shelf, you can easily estimate how many such gold bars are counted here, multiplying by the number of shelves. Which he did. Counting the number of shelves, there were 12 of them. Each shelf has 100 pieces of ingots, the total number of ingots was 1200 pieces, it turned out that there were 522 kilograms of gold hidden there.
– “What to do, what to do?!” – thoughts ran around Demigov’s treasure, trying to drive the boy crazy from suddenly fallen wealth, from the joyful feeling of being involved in the discovery of this amazing treasure. He decided to take himself in hand and introduced himself to the place of Akinfiy, who lived in the midst of the poorest sections of the population and yet managed to hide the treasure under his nose from all sorts of royal auditors and scammers. They also brilliantly calculated the place of shelter here in a useless area for construction work. And Misha decided to find out, but where the next move leads. And he did not hesitate for a long time, taking an ingot of gold with himself, moved back, penetrating the underground passage in the opposite direction. After passing an underground tunnel a hundred meters, he found that the course goes under a downward slope. And if we assume that there is a river, then it passes under it and evidently closes under the Nevyan Tower. After fifty more steps, he saw that the course goes under the water. Everything became clear, the second part of the course was flooded. Because of the long time under the water tightened with mud and hidden by algae for centuries. That’s why in this desert area nobody ever looked for Demigov’s treasures. With this, Misha returned to his hole and got out. After looking around, carefully disguised his hole with the grass growing on it, trampled on it, figured out that to detect to outsiders this The place is unlikely to wander into someone’s head, he went home with an easy heart. And only near the house I found out that his smartphone was showing time of 16—00. Mom was not at work yet. He quickly entered the bathroom, looked around. He looked like a miner mining coal in the face after the change. He quickly took off his clothes, climbed into the bathroom and took a shower. Already wiping himself with a towel, I heard that my mother had come.
– Misha! Misha, are you at home? – began to call his son. Misha came out of the bathroom and showed his mother. Mother said that she would be at home tomorrow and that she no longer needed to work, she could continue her vacation…
Oh, how Misha wanted to tell Mom that now she would not have to go to work, that now they are very rich and that with this gold he can afford much that was not available to him. He wants to buy a car, the latest brand, or a villa abroad. Wherever you are in Italy or the Bahamas. He can travel all his life, or study at a prestigious university abroad, forgetting that he can get the best education in his homeland. In general, his thoughts were carried away to the pink distance, where the milk rivers flow with the July banks and the evergreen gardens bloom, giving tasty and satisfying fruits. When he realized that reality is not as rosy as he would like, he came to himself and began to think about his find more comprehensively. The mind told him that it was impossible to talk about the treasure to anyone, and this at the very time when I wanted to share the find with whom and to discuss the appropriate actions to preserve the treasure. On the other hand, he read somewhere that the appropriation of treasures is considered to be an illegal act, and that all government institutions that accept or buy gold are required to report to the authorities on large offerings of gold by the owners. So Misha and his discovery had serious sales problems. So far, he had one way – to inform the competent authorities about the gold found, then he could receive 25% of the total value of the treasure, on a legal
