V. Speys "The Shah twin diamond. Detective"

В«Yes, you are aВ hereditary safe cracker, and still competent people have not become interested inВ you?В»

– Nobody just knows me, all those who are interested in hacking truly by handwriting recognize only bear cubs. If I opened with a dozen safes, my handwriting would be fixed by those who follow the competition in their skill.

– And how are bear cubs different from each other?

– Some people open the safes by drilling the necessary holes on the lock cover and open the lock there with master keys. Others select passwords by electronic devices, and calmly typing the password, open the safe. But all this takes time. I open the safe, spending a minimum of time with sets of magnets and tools inherited from descendants from time immemorial. For example, – But Igor could not finish, Viktor Ivanovich suddenly entered the site.

– Ah, here you are? It’s good that we haven’t gone far. Go to the bureau immediately. There is an emergency situation with a milling machine, programmers got tired somewhere, we need to figure it out. And we went to the workshop to the milling machine to undo the clamp. The reason was not serious. The programmer mixed up the tolerances and, finding out what was the matter, we quickly fixed the program. The machine worked correctly, and the parts went one on one precisely according to technology…

At the end of the week Igor invited me to visit him on Saturday. It was Friday the end of the day. And I got tired and got into the subway car and left in my direction, Igor went to the opposite subway platform. I got home after 45 minutes and dinner, warming up in the microwave, cooked by my mother, who was already sleeping in her room, started eating with appetite. Having washed down with tea with milk he wandered into the bathroom. Of the last forces, I wanted to sleep so much, I took a shower, which encouraged me. The dream retreated somewhere, and I decided to «leaf through» the mail in my laptop. I was interested in earning there, and my requests to Google received a lot of offers that grew snowball every day and everything, like a carbon copy, were dummies, twisting and refining only to sell a profitable methodology. Having convinced myself of the frivolity of the proposals, I deleted all the letters from my mail, and decided that tomorrow I would meet Igor and that I had to get enough sleep, I went to bed…

ChapterВ 2

Even the snow had not fallen, but the frosty day tickled the cheeks with the wind. Igor’s house used to be on the outskirts of the city in an old mansion of a three-story building, but now it’s almost the city center. Igor told me how to find him, said that the whole mansion once belonged to his ancestors, but after the revolution they were moved to the second floor, and the third and first were transferred to the city authorities…

On the street named after the famous pilot Chkalov stood this house where Igor lived. Nearby was the university named after T.G.В Shevchenko. The architecture ofВ the house was striking inВ its distinctive appearance from the new buildings surrounding the mansion ofВ houses. This three-story house was built ofВ red and durable brick inВ the style ofВ the castle inВ miniature. AВ steep brick staircase led toВ the second floor, and the first was located inВ the basement. Residents ofВ the third floor passed through the second floor byВ aВ flight ofВ stairs inside the building. IВ went up toВ the door and rang the bell. Igor revealed toВ me.

– Come in, here are the slippers and go straight to the kitchen. – He greeted me warmly.

– Thanks Igor.

IВ took off my shoes and walked into his kitchen inВ slippers. On the table was aВ bottle ofВ Cabernet red wine from the Koblevo plant and two plates ofВ fried eggs.

– Do you live alone? I asked.

– Yes, my grandfather and grandmother died long ago, leaving me this apartment. Mother lives separately with her unsuccessful marriages, I grew up with my grandfather and grandmother without a father who does not want to know me at all. So in childhood I always fiddled with locks, to the joy of my grandfather, and my grandmother told me such wonderful tales that I have never found in any library anywhere.

– Yes, you have an interesting life.

– Yes, I wanted to tell you and show you amazing master key devices that work on an unconventional property of energy. These devices are designed so that energy it concentrates on the ends of the pick teeth and the resulting attractive force pulls the lock mechanics to the open position.

– This is not likely! I exclaimed. «And it just can’t be like that, I can’t believe it.»

– Maybe. This energy accumulates the anti-gravity component, and the lock mechanism freezes as if in zero gravity. Then another skeleton key creates a magnetic component and the lock opens as if by itself, regardless of whether it is password protected or not, since when the antigravity function is working, the electronics are blocked and stop working.

With these words, he removed from the cabinet aВ set ofВ metal skeleton keys with shiny polished balls at the ends ofВ the holders.

– Manipulators are hidden in these balls, they are able to extract energy from the ether and turn it into what I told you.

– Incredible Igor?

– This went to my grandfather from his antediluvian great-grandfather. These master keys work wonders. There is no such ultra-modern castle that they could not open.

В«Have you tried toВ patent these master keys?В»

– That I was declared crazy and locked up in a psychiatric hospital?

– Yes, well, then. I handed out, not quite yet realizing what else would follow.

– Come on, Valentine, drink for an acquaintance and seal our friendship with this beautiful wine. – With these words, Igor uncorked the bottle, poured it into the glasses, sparkling like a ruby of wine, and we drank it, having a bite of fried eggs.

В«IВ still have wonderful Arabica coffee beans.В» Now IВ dare and brew aВ strong drink, and then IВ will show you my real apartments, which IВ inherited.

– Yes, these are some kind of fabulous visions and tales that I want to believe in.

– Believe me, this knowledge, and the embodiment of this knowledge carefully conceals the powers that be. For the fact that you can draw electricity from the ether just undermines for free their dominion over the world.

– Yes, who are you, Igor Yuryevich?

– My grandfather told me a lot of things about the super civilization that was destroyed by a global catastrophe, and how my ancestors managed to escape and then survive among the darkness that followed the flood. I will show you all this and you will see it with my own eyes.

Igor poured coffee into cups, the smell ofВ aВ strong drink spread throughout the kitchen, and the drink was invigorated byВ its refined and sophisticated beauty, which creates aВ consciousness aggravated byВ vigor.

– Let’s go to my real apartment, I will tell you about what is inaccessible to others.

He led me toВ the wall, on which hung aВ portrait ofВ his grandfather, then from aВ bunch ofВ master keys, he selected one ofВ them and touched the wall with aВ ball. AВ dark spot began toВ grow inВ the wall at the place where the ball was attached, forming inВ an ever-increasing hole. When the oval hole flickered with the colors ofВ aВ runaway, as from the surface ofВ aВ spilled engine oil inВ the sun, and became quite large inВ growth ofВ Igor, he said.

«Now come after me.» – And the first to step into this shimmering web. I followed and found myself in a lighted flight of stairs leading somewhere down. Before moving behind Igor, I turned around, there was no entrance behind my back. There was a red brick wall, exactly the same as the house was laid out and the flight of stairs leading down.…

We walked steps lower and lower until we hit aВ dead end. AВ slab ofВ black granite blocked the way further. Igor stopped and began toВ speak.

– In those days on the earth there remained two civilizations. The Hyperborean to which we belong, and we and Atlanta, who were of tremendous growth from three to three with half meters. These two civilizations lived without interfering in each other’s affairs. Traded, led a peaceful lifestyle. Maybe you know that behind the Sun there is a populated planet by the descendants of the mixed race of Atlantes and Hyperboreans. This planet is one and a half times larger than the Earth and the Moon maintains a stable balance between this planet and the earth, and therefore the rotation of the planets around the Sun is not disturbed, and there can be no collision.

В«Why are you telling me all this?В» IВ asked impatiently, anticipating that some secret was hidden behind this granite slab.

– So that you understand the whole tragedy that happened with our ancestors. Where we are going now, so that you orient yourself correctly and reasonably.

– Okay, Igor, I may be impatient, I won’t lose my presence, is it coming?

– It’s coming. But listen, please. So, these two over civilization lived together. They flew to a neighboring planet, conducted trade. On Mars, too, was the key to life. There was another planet Phaeton and Venus, where the descendants of the Hyperboreans and Atlantes settled. But suddenly the invaders appeared on the interstellar ship. Their ship was commensurate with our Earth. They needed the resources that they received from young planets, traveling in the universe from galaxy to galaxy. As these invaders were more experienced in their way of life, and the extraction of livelihoods from young planets, the expansion of the solar system began. As a result, the Phaeton was destroyed, which led to a chain reaction of a stably working Solar system. In addition, the three moons of the Earth from the disturbance of the disappeared gravitational forces of Phaeton, became unstable. And the moon of Fata was gradually approaching the Earth, threatening a global catastrophe. My ancestor found out what threatens the fall of Fata to Earth in the near future and saw that the elite circles of the Hyperboreans conduct intensive training, creating shelters for themselves. So deep underground entire cities were created for a limited number of people. For the delivery of building materials and everything necessary, a train tunnel was laid along which equipment and equipment were brought there. My ancestor was invited to lock the locks in the event of a flood. He equipped the shelter with sealant, blocking the entrance to the created underground city. He supervised the earthworks and the installation of ventilation chambers, which at any time could be reliably closed. He brought one such camera under his house and built a storage for his family. After the work was done with my ancestor, the contract was terminated and he returned here to this mansion he had created. And in one of the terrible days of the Apocalypse he brought his family here, which saved our family from the destruction of the galactic invaders in this war when Fata crashed into the Earth.

«So I didn’t quite understand that your ancestor built this house?» I asked with interest.

– Both the house and the refuge for the family are secretive from the elites of Hyperborea, who attracted him to the breakdown and construction of gateways and ventilation of the underground city. Which, incidentally, was destroyed by the invaders during the ensuing nuclear war. These two civilizations were completely destroyed by nuclear carpet bombing. Then, after the war, the invaders set about large-scale mining at flying processing plants. The dumps of processed ores are visible in the form of desert sands, they did not even spare the bottom of the world’s oceans, from there the ores were also scooped, turning into sand emissions, which lined with lush vegetation around the world and fertile soils with ruins of city walls melted by nuclear explosions, which archaeologists are now digging in different places. However, we have to go further…

Igor chose the next master key from the bundle that hung on his belt, then removed it and touched the central part of the granite slab with a polished ball of the holder. A spot began to form at the touch point and grow in front of the eyes, creating a strange and unpleasant sound. The sound, similar to the chirping of grasshoppers, increased with the spread of a spot on the stove, which turned from dark in the eyes to gray, spider-like bright…

IВ did not immediately understand that the chirping ofВ grasshoppers was the sound ofВ my alarm clock set at seven inВ the morning, which IВ forgot toВ turn off last night when IВ went toВ bed. The gray and bright spot, seen inВ aВ dream on aВ granite slab, is the early morning light that falls on my eyes from the window, creating aВ web-like vision from behind my eyelashes.

When I finally woke up, I began to return to reality, wondering at my dream, as it does, dreams come true, and with what imagination and mystery, it’s a pity that the alarm clock did not let me watch, and what’s behind the polished granite slab that closes the entrance to an unknown place? The dream plunged me into thought about the upcoming meeting with Igor, who now acquired a mysterious shade, inspired by my dreams in a dream…

ChapterВ 3

The University metro station is located on Tara’s Shevchenko Avenue, which starts perpendicularly on the main street of Kiev, Khreshchatyk. From the exit of the subway, I went to Shevchenko Avenue, crossing the street. Chkalov, who was going down to the lane leading to Igor’s house. Along the cobblestone pavement, I reached the Deli. It was necessary to buy something; it wasn’t decided to just go empty-handed to visit a not-so-familiar guy. On the counter in the alcohol department of the Deli there were different drinks, there were whiskeys of different overseas varieties, cognacs and wines. I looked at the drinks for a long time, and decided to stay on the Shabo cognac for five years, about which the workers and employees of our bureau spoke well. Having bought half a liter of this cognac and a stick of dry sausage, he headed to the house where Igor lived.

The house and the courtyard appeared before me as an exact copy of the vision that I saw in a dream. I was even a little puzzled by this. It’s like I’m not going to this three-story mansion for the first time, but as a familiar road and I am already climbing the brick steps to Igor’s apartment. Shaking off the first and wet snow falling at night from the shoe, he pressed the bell. Igor opened the door and let me into the hallway. A small corridor. The space seemed narrow with a high ceiling. The walls were full of a variety of safes. I was surprised to look at old copies of these iron boxes.

– This is from my grandfather still left. He repaired, one might say, dead safes, put them in order, and there was no end to customers, antique lovers. Each wealthy businessman had the honor to brag of his rare safe and give weight to his office, so to speak, the charm of efficiency. Look at these rare specimens, some of them are inlaid not only with enamel, but this one on crooked legs, completely covered with ceramics, the safe of Catherine the Great herself, as a gift to my great-grandfather, for opening the queen’s safe, locked with a broken key. A very expensive thing, but my grandfather did not want to sell it for the fabulous money that was offered to him, he always said that it was their family talisman of their family profession.

– Well, and you, Igor, how will you sell the relic?

– I have not yet figured out our family profession. – the guy answered evasively.

Putting slippers on my feet, IВ said: В«IВ brought something here toВ cement our acquaintance.В» Take it on the nightstand, please.

Igor came up and picked up cognac.

– Oh, five stars, class. Sausage is excellent. Well, let’s go straight to the kitchen, we’ll get to know each other.

There was already a laid table in the kitchen, on which stood a flat bottle of Armenian Noah brandy of twenty years old, and the loaded brandy Shabo wretchedly looked on the tablecloths next to the elite drink of the people, which is famous for its cognacs. Igor, saw my awkwardness, hastened to say: – This is all from the storehouse of my grandfather, left me a legacy. Mother at funeral tried with her new boyfriend get into the wine cellar. But my grandfather before leaving strictly warned me not to show anyone the treasures of winemaking that our family had been collecting for centuries.

«Do you have a hundred-year-old wine?» And not only. – Igor answered, look at this cognac, Noah was bought by grandfather fifty years ago, on this faded label you can make out that even then, in Yerevan, it was sold from a twenty-year-old batch.

В«Wait, now he has an endurance ofВ seventy years?!В» IВ exclaimed.

«Not at all.» If he had been kept in an oak barrel all this time, then that would have been so, and in the glass he remains in the hypostasis in which he was bought, that is, in a twenty-year exposure. – Igor took the bottle and said, «Look, the quality of storage is still checked by the fact that the drink has no precipitation, well, if only a little, and if not at all, and even fifty years of storage, then we have the highest quality. At auction, this brandy can be sold very expensive.

– Well, and for how much?

В«Well, aВ thousand pounds, IВ guess.В»

«You’re a millionaire guy with such wealth, huh?»

– This is not entirely true, we are not England and not Europe.

– Not America and not China. – I picked up.

– Yes, what is there to argue.

With these words, Igor took aВ table knife and, shaking the sealing wax on aВ napkin, opened the bottle. Filling cognac glasses, he said:

– This drink needs to be breathed before drinking. This is because the taste is very combined with the filled aromas of the space of the room. Now we can smell this amazing smell of mountains, and the open spaces where this cognac grape variety is grown.

Listening toВ him, IВ began toВ catch the distant smells ofВ eucalyptus leaves. Freshness ofВ mountain air. And with aВ subtle breath ofВ aВ distant bonfire. What is so appetizingly heard from the Armenian mountain expanses. Igor took aВ glass, stirred aВ drink with aВ glass.

– Well, now, you can feel the full sweetness of this drink. – And brought the glass clinking glasses with me, – Come on for friendship.

– For friendship! I repeated.

«You know; I won’t open your cognac.» We will now go down to the wine cellar, and I will put this bottle among Armenian cognacs in place of this cognac. Let stored for a long memory.

We also had a drink and had a bite of stuffed fish, which Igor ordered yesterday from a friend of his grandfather’s cook in an Armenian restaurant. The fish was delivered by a waiter in a passenger car, who refused to charge, citing the fact that the cook strictly ordered no charge. Igor said that the cook he knew was a friend of his grandfather, and that they had once fought together.

– Igor, have you tried to engage in your family business directly?

В«How do you imagine that?В» he asked inВ surprise.

В«Well, byВ repairing the safes, opening the locks ofВ the apartments, the owners ofВ which accidentally slam the door and cannot get there.В»

– You know that such a business is under special control of law enforcement agencies. Every month, I’ll tire of reporting to the tax office, taking permission to open a safe or apartment, and filling out declarations. And in general, more trouble than earning.

– Well, okay, you can still try, participate in any auction. If only the old safe of Catherine the Great.

«For two and a half million dollars?» – Igor said calmly. My hair moved on my head from such an amount.

В«Well, this is an antique relic and belonged toВ your grandfather.В»

«It’s not exactly what you think, Valentine.» Grandfather took this safe from Berlin, from a bombed house where our soldiers entered. Grandfather served in the quartermaster service for the export of stolen works of art from Germany. And this safe was delivered to my grandfather for repair, with subsequent transfer to the authorities after its restoration.

В«And why did he get stuck here with you?В»

– After the restoration, the grandfather turned to different authorities, even went to the historical museum with a request to hand over the relic. But everyone dismissed and did not even want to listen to him. So he took root with us. Imagine we stick with him at an auction. An heir will appear there and for a fee, a meager compared to its real value, he will take it for himself and he will already sell the safe at a decent price. Tell me do you need it?

– Yes of course. I heard that there are many clandestine antique buyers.

– Listen, Valentine, even so, everything is controlled by criminals. And if I declare the true value of the relics, as soon as they are found, the competent sculpted the papers, and will be taken away without delay, I don’t dare to dare to say about the price of this safe.

– And who knows about the values stored here?

– Sanzhik Sarkisovich, this is a grandfather’s friend, a cook. The rest are no longer alive.

В«Have you told anyone about this?В»

В«No, ofВ course, my grandmother, when she was still alive, reminded me ofВ this almost every day.В»

В«And what prompted you toВ tell me about these antique relics?В»

«I don’t have a friend like my grandfather had, and for some reason you turned out to be such that I can trust you.»

– I can keep my mouth shut so that you were not mistaken.

Igor filled his glasses again.

– Let’s drink for it.

We had aВ drink. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Igor ran toВ the door, looked through the peephole.

Then he returned toВ the kitchen.

«This is my mother’s boyfriend.» Apparently she chatted to him about the cellar.