Notes from prison. Part 1/2.

[DronVR]

Notes from prison. Part 1/2.

Based on real events.

Hello!

I thought for a long time where to start, because so much has happened, but so little time. Although no, I just have a lot of time, but the possibilities of transmitting information are limited.

I will not shine in detail, I will describe only superficially. I think you will understand me. Therefore, the story will be small.

Perhaps I’ll start from the very beginning.

Acquaintance with the forum.

Probably, like any other huckster, I started as a consumer.

Our company loved a good staff. One was even a grower, let's call him Lyokha, who grew a good Amsterdam staff. But a good staff is usually destined to end quickly.

One fine evening, we were sitting with a friend in a pub (let's call him Vlad) and the question was ripe - where to cut something down?

Lech was already familiar with the forum. “Only a laptop will be needed,” he said.

We then were skeptical about buying drugs on the Internet, plus we were afraid that they might throw. But Lyokha offered to buy everything with our own money and we did not risk anything.

I was friends with a computer since childhood and at that time on the Internet I was already like a fish in water. He was engaged in the sale of CD keys and various accesses for games. It did not bring much income, but it was enough for life.

Vlad had a laptop in the workplace. Lyokha sat at the laptop literally for 20-30 minutes, after which he sat down with us and said that it only remained to wait a bit. We waited a little more than an hour and Lyokha returned already with staff.

Staff was not bad, a little weaker than Lyokh, but that’s not the point.

I was wondering what kind of forum is on the deep Internet ?!

The next day I came to Lyokha, having phoned beforehand. Having smoked a joint, I began to be interested in Lyokha about the forum.

Having got here, eyes were scattered from what they saw. I was like a puppy who saw snow for the first time.

“Bro, this is darkweb,” Lech said.

In the future, we took through Lyokha and used to go for a treasure ourselves. But a few months later Lyokha left for another city and we were left without a staff.

How to get to the forum, I did not even have a clue, because I went through the Lyokhin comp. But Lyokha was kind and helped, he explained how to log in and gave an account. In the future, I was responsible for the supply of staff to the company.

I had a qiwi wallet on my left sim card.

I noticed that if you take 10-20 grams. small wholesale, then the price will be lower. But my proposal was rejected by friends.

But why not take it yourself at the price of small wholesale, and then sell your own at the usual price? It may be foul, but then I did not see anything wrong with that.

Small huckster.

Twenty is not so much weight, but I was most afraid of the throw from the seller. Therefore, I chose one of the largest sellers. Should I write his nickname? I think no. Let everything remain anonymous.

After payment, I did not have to wait long, the address was received, but I had to go to the other end of the city and look carefully.

On the same evening, friends asked me to "cut down" a couple of grams, which I successfully provided them. Ambitious plans began to appear.

As I wrote above, I have good trading skills, even when I was selling games, I crushed all my competitors with prices. At me they were the lowest and there was no end from clients. When my competitors had only 10-20 people, I had 100-200.

I delivered staff to the guys almost every day. Soon, I began to worry about my safety, and I realized that this could not be done further. If at first I already arrived with a ready staff, then in the future I sold to my friends through bookmarks.

I told them directly that I’ll not take it anymore. He registered a jabber and gave it to one of his comrades. Allegedly a huckster, from whom I take. But within a week nobody wrote.

Having met one day with the guys, I began to wonder:

- Did you take stuff through jabber?

- Not

As it turned out, no one understood what jabber was and needed to be explained. But almost everyone had a telegram. It was decided to register telegrams and communicate there.

A few days later a friend wrote to me.

- 2 grams, can I?

- Yes

- How much to wait?

And then I already knew what to do treasure. My knees were shaking, but business is business. It was decided to make a treasure a few blocks from his area.

The weather was still cold, I found garages where there were not many people. The treasure was closed in polyethylene and wrapped with electrical tape. He put one of the garages under the roof, looking more abandoned than the others.

The treasure was found, it made me happy. In the future, there were several cases of non-finding the treasure, after which I deleted that area from the list.

A month later, I already had a small customer base and I was selling stably 3-6 grams per day.

With guys in real life he began to communicate less, only when it was necessary to find out the total price in the market. My price was always lower and I won.

Profit was already, but it was not enough. I understood that volumes were needed to work in plus.

Call Lyoha.

Once waking up, I found a lot of missed calls. Lech called:

- Hello, bro, go into the toad. You play with fire. For these purposes, create your account.

If you need your account, then you need to come beautifully. It was decided to play big: buy advertising, buy a kilogram of hashish and be in the game.

But the whole problem rested in finances, I did not have anything from personal property. Except for the car, the price of which is 200 - 300 thousand if you put it on sale.

Staffa became less and less, and the people more. But even such volumes did not suit me. After I sold the leftovers, I covered a bench in my city. He began to go out and talk more with his comrades.

I needed money, but there was no where to get it from.

One fine day I came to Vlad in his bar. Things were not going as well as he would have liked. There was a lot of competition, beer was lost.

The right to rent Vlad went to 120 thousand. My 200-300 plus its 120 would solve our question. But how to approach this, how to tell him about it?

Vlad was empty, he himself was sitting at the laptop. They smoked gasha.

- Vlad, I have a suggestion, I don’t know how you feel about this.

- Speak, Vlad answered.

- The money is big. We’re going to Moscow and selling.

I already had a business plan. I told him that it was I who had been delivering staff stuff lately. Vlad never said anything and I put up a car for sale.

As a result, I sold the car for 250 thousand. Perhaps this was the key point, an indicator that I am serious.

Now Vlad became interested, and a month later he sold his bar.

Moscow.

With the supplier, everything was decided in advance. There was money. But we did not have packers and cloisters. I remembered a friend who studied in Moscow and constantly complained about a lack of money and a difficult student life. Perhaps the choice of this person became my biggest mistake.



Looking ahead:

What is the attitude in jail? Huckster in the wild, huckster in the zone. They do not respect, but do not humiliate. Help the neighbors and you will not be touched.

I pull as I can, although it is difficult.

He went into contact with the cops right away, it was useless to go into the negatives.

The laptop with all the means remained with the investigator, it was never returned to me. All data was encrypted with a trukript.

There was a time when the treasures were empty. Already at the end. But not my fault ... I was not even aware

Most of all I want to thank my friends and relatives who did not turn away from me and even sold their personal items to help. Although it was useless, what I told them about.

@onionteam

 

[Матушкин Андрей Николаевич]

Thank!