London 4019. On the Britain. Evgeny Russ

Now he is retired and we must take care and updating the body of dad in the first place. So far, I manage to buy updates for my dad every year. I mustn't lose my job."

      "Me too. Some rich people pay a hundred or even two hundred years to upgrade. It’s a paradox, but sometimes proletariat can buy updates, for example, you, an employee, and bourgeoisie cannot, for example, the owner of a cafe or restaurant."

      “This is not a paradox, Eugene. Brains are valued more than the restaurant business. Knowledge is power.”

      “Well, suppose the terrorists put pressure on Ippolite, taking his daughter hostage. They couldn’t take her out of the Moon. The customs service of the Moon will not allow it. There are two options. Or they took Ippolite and her daughter at the same time, and the daughter agreed to fly to Britain, since her father was held hostage. Or the terrorists have a base on the moon. It makes no sense to bring her to Britain. So I need to look for their base on the moon. Perhaps it serves as a haven for terrorists and invaders from Saturn. There on the moon, every rabble from all the planets is going to play casino and many other entertainments. Not everyone can get a visa to Britain, and it doesn't depend on his planet of origin. The commerce chambers of the moon also attract many swindlers. I was there one hundred and twelve years ago, transporting equipment to a military base. Now people say that everything has changed a lot."

      "Okay, we smoked, let's go, Eugene, I'll show the house."

      "By the way, I brought six cans of beer and food. There are briquettes with the taste of cheesecakes with sour cream. Do you want?"

      "I wouldn’t refuse beer. Well, and I need to sleep."

      "At night I bought sleep in a red telephone box, and now only in the evening I will want to sleep. When will we arrive in London?"

      “About thirty hours later.”

      “So I have to sleep and dream like poor people. But my friend says that rich people also sleep to dream."

      "Do you have a girlfriend?"

      "Yes, she is Alice."

      “You are one hundred and fifty-five, and you will never grow up.”

      "Do you have fishing rods? I want to fish."

      "Are fishing rods and spinning rods, no vodka.

      "Then I instantly flies to a shop. There and back about twenty minutes will leave. I can grab briquettes with a taste of herring spiced salting.

      "Do not. Rest better. So let's go watch a house?"

      "Yes, I already studied it according to the schemes before the operation. So I’m better off guiding you here. Furniture wanted an old look. I hope it is as old as the house itself."

      After inspecting the house, the brothers went on deck. Kmykh went to the capsule and released three drones.

      “Look, brother,” – said Kmykh, – “these are three intelligent drones. One drone will always protect Priscilla, the second will always be with you. The third drone is a sniper. He will also always be with you, and he constantly monitors the airspace."

      "Thank you brother."

      “Drones, get down to duty,” – said Kmykh.

      Immediately one drone went to the door of Priscilla’s sleeping cabin, the second drone flew off four meters and hovered, watching the situation around Bill. The third drone rose above the cabin, magnetized to its roof and began to scan the airspace within a radius of five kilometers.

      "Something I was tired too and did not get enough sleep, I’ll go to sleep with Priscilla. I did not sleep for almost a day and everything was on my nerves. If you want to sleep, you already know where your cabin is. By the way, you can fly into the house at any time, park and sleep as much as you like."

      “Thank you, brother,” – Kmykh said, – "I’ll go to bed too and talk with Alice."

      Bill went down to the lower deck and went to the sleeping cabin. An intelligent guard drone followed him. Kmykh also went to his cabin, got on the bed and said, – “Alice, hello!”

      "Hi! Long time no see."

      "Alice, I’ll sleep four hours until the evening, I want to see dreams. You need to send two employees and five security drones to guard the chief architect of London. Perhaps the terrorists will want to get a plan of the underground premises of the Royal Palace."

      “Have a good sleep, Eugene. Have already sent. And two more drones are on duty at the Zaha Hadid library."

      "Well. Bye, beautiful. Bye."

      “Goodbye, Eugene.”

      Casino Palma

      Juan Torpedos and Yegor Podvalny have been tourists on the moon for several days. They arrived from Phobos. The inhabitants of Phobos were willingly allowed to the Moon without a visa, but the path to the Britain was closed to them. They liked to ride through the deep tunnels of the Moon from one casino to another and spend Britcoins, which they could easily get at any ATM of the Moon. The lights of the brillon advertising attracted them. This time they flew at a speed of 30 km per hour, which was maximum allowed for the Moon tunnels. They wanted something unusual. Seeing a tall palm tree at the entrance to a casino, Torpedos offered to stop.

      "Look, a real palma!" – Torpedos said, – "let's take a look here."

      “Why did you decide that it is real palma? Bananas grow on a real one, – and on this only a couple of tacos,” – answered the Podvalny.

      "Not tacos, but coconuts, dunce! Tacos are beef and potato flavored briquettes,” – said Torpedos.

      “And where are they made?”

      "It is clear that on Mars. This is the birthplace of potatoes."

      "How do you know? You were not on Mars."

      “Have been told us at school,” – answered Torpedos.

      “You were kicked out of first grade for behavior.”

      "For that I had a good mark in physical education. Then where are grow the bananas?"

      “It is known where, only in Britain, only it seems not on palm trees, I don’t remember exactly,” answered Podvalny, “the teacher of electromagnetic mathematics told us. I just forgot the place. There are many places, not like on the little Phobos."

      “Don't make yourself a wise guy, Podvalny. You and I were at the same desk at school, and I don’t remember something like that."

      “Well, this is one year we were sitting at the desk, and then you were not at the desk, but in the Kranty prison.”

      "I did not sit long in prison. I deceived them all and they transferred me to a psychiatric hospital."

      “You did not deceive them, Torpedos. You convinced them with your intellect."

      "Good to be smart! We go to casino."

      "And into which casino? There are two of them. Read the title."

      "Casino with a palm tree. What is not clear here?"

      "And what does it is written, what it is called?"

      "It’s called – I’ll knock your eye out now."

      "Okay, do not be angry, we are school sidekicks. Don't you understand jokes? Okay I park the capsule in the parking lot of Sobyaner. We have been told not to park on others"

      "Otherwise what? How will they know?"

      "I do not know. They say that there may be problems."

      "What problems? Will not be returned a capsule? Then I’ll break them all parking lot into a trash," said Torpedos, and scratched his bald head with the thick fingers of a huge hand, the forearm muscles of which were slightly larger in diameter than the two legs of Podvalny.

      "Well, when you are at the drive control – park as you like, and now I am at the drive control and I will follow the instructions,” – said Podvalny and drove the capsule on the Sobyaner parking lot.

      Entering the casino, a spacious hall opened for their