June 2021, the capital of the Jade Khanate, Plateau City
Early this morning, Hamid called Bashir and Roxana. He said:
"Bashir, do you still remember the mission your father gave us? After June this year, let us find a reason to blow up the long-wave transceiver station blocked in front of our house in Chicago."
"How dare I forget that Rubinstein, the person in charge of that base, was the commander of the assassination of my father. I requested that they be blown to pieces with drones." Bashir said angrily.
"The people in Luzhi will think that our purpose is to blow up their people and retaliate for the assassination, and they will not doubt that our real purpose is to blow up the Changbo Station." Rosanna added.
Hamid made clear the time for the operation, and Bashir accepted the mission, blushing, and hurried out to contact the Air Force drone.
Hamid left Rosanna behind and asked, "You just said that bombing the long-wave radio station is more important than bombing people. Then, do you think which one is more important, killing a few enemies or confirming the authenticity of the 'Copper Wall' parameter table?"
Rosanna immediately understood Old Nang’s father’s intention. Asked: "Do you still suspect that Kezi is deceitful and that the parameter table he gave us is fake? He provided accurate information about the assassination last time."
Hamid smiled and said: "You convinced him too quickly and too easily. Even if he provided information about the assassination, the Dingtian Organization in Luzhi is still very cunning. You test him again, if he is fake Yes, it will definitely be exposed this time."
"I understand that according to intelligence, Kez is the most popular student of Mr. and Mrs. Rubinstein. If he is fake, there is no way he can watch us blow up his teacher and his wife to death!" Rosanna said, turning on the computer. , sent a message to Katz via the dark web:
"Thank you for your reminder last time. Although you didn't help, fortunately the conductor will take his final call tomorrow night."
June 24th, Port Ravit, the capital of the country.
Katz rushed into Shamron II’s office and said eagerly:
"Look at this. I suspect that the conductor is implying that Rubinstein was the one who directed the assassination?"
After reading the message, Shamron II sighed and said:
"No doubt, not only because Rubinstein commanded the assassination operation, his nickname among us old guys is the conductor! How come the Yuhan people know everything?"
"Then notify them to evacuate immediately! Even if my identity will be suspected, so what? We can't let the Yuhan people blow up everyone in the base!" Kezi couldn't help but get excited.
Shamron II understood the emotional Kezi, sighed, and said slowly:
"No matter what coincidence there is, as long as the Rubinsteins leave the base, the suspicious Yuhan people will judge you as a fake." Shamron II stopped Katz who was still arguing, and continued:
"What I can promise you is that I won't make the decision. We'll let the messenger bring the message to Rubinstein and let him make his own decision."
June 25, Custa region of Changhe Country
The secret letters between Mel Rubinstein and Shamron II, the codebook was kept and translated by Natalie Rubinstein. The original text translated by Natalie is:
"The Yuhan people deliberately told Kezi that they would eliminate the conductor on the evening of June 25."
Natalie was startled and said:
"Mel, the conductor refers to you, right? Will the Yuhans attack our base tonight?"
Mel Rubinstein nodded affirmatively and said:
"Our base has the Yuhan people on their backs. When they blow up the base, they can also get rid of me, the commander of the assassination operation."
"Then why did the Jade Khan tell Kez?" Natalie blurted out, then understood immediately, and continued:
"They must think that finding out the authenticity of the defense system parameter table is more important than killing you and me! This is testing Ketz, this trick is so vicious."
"People who work in intelligence never believe in coincidences. Whether I happened to return to Port Ravi for business, or I suddenly wanted to go out to enjoy the scenery, as long as I am not dead, the Yuhan people will never trust Kezi again." Mel. As he said that, he pulled Natalie into his arms and whispered:
"The messenger sent by Shamron is still waiting for a reply. You can go back to Port Ravi with him."
Natalie understood what her husband meant, but still hoped that she had understood it wrong. She asked:
"What about you? Come back to Port Ravi with me?"
Mel didn't speak, and gently stroked Natalie's hair with his right hand.
Natalie knew that Kezi’s undercover operation was the most successful one for the Dingtian organization.
If the Yuhan people believe that the parameter table is true and use wrong parameters to attack Luzhi, the defense system will be able to successfully intercept it, thereby saving the lives of thousands of people in Luzhi.
Even so, Natalie still made a last-ditch effort. She broke away from Mel's arms and said pleadingly:
"Even if the Yuhan people know that the parameter table is fake, we can find another chance. I can't watch you die!"
Mel Rubinstein walked to the corner of the room, opened the safe, took out a thin notebook, held it in both hands and handed it to his wife, saying:
"Dear, our discipline is not to write a diary. What I wrote is just some poems, all about you and our son. I wrote them in a code that only the two of us can understand. Now it's time to hand them over to you. ”
Natalie took the book and said to her husband: "Let the messenger bring it to Shamron II and ask him to forward it to our son at the appropriate time."
Mel said firmly: "I can only show it to you, never let my son see it. Didn't we agree? Keep our son away from this kind of life like ours. Don't let our son know what his parents have gone through, Promise me, okay?"
"Yes, dear, the greatest love we have for our son is not to disturb him anymore."
Natalie Rubinstein held the book in one hand, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case with the other hand, handed it to Mel, and then used a lighter to light the cigarette for him with her own hands.
Natalie flipped through the diary quickly, as if she understood everything.
Suddenly, Natalie lit the notebook with a lighter and carefully placed it in the ashtray.
With tears in her eyes, Natalie said: "Dear Mel, I know everything you wrote to me without reading it! It's great to be with you forever, you know? I am the happiest person in the world. woman!"
Mel was startled and instantly understood his wife's decision and felt her determination.
He reached for his wife, and Natalie came forward and kissed her husband.
After that, she pulled out her body, gently pushed her husband away, walked to the kitchen, and said calmly:
"Today's dinner, I will cook it for you myself."
Mel took out a vinyl disc from the box next to his old record player.
This vinyl was specially recorded by him many years ago, and he has listened to it countless times.
There are only two songs on the disc, one is the aria "Land et de Provence" from the opera "La Traviata".
The other one is Shostakovich's "Piano Concerto No. 2 in F major".
Mel Rubinstein found a large document bag, carefully sealed the vinyl disc, and handed the document bag to the messenger sent by Shamron who was waiting outside the door.
Natalie is cooking Mel's never-get-to-die sage tonight, a home-cooked and delicious Chinese dish in Chicago that can be eaten as a staple or main meal.
The flatbread is stuffed with fried eggplant and thinly sliced hard-boiled eggs, and a layer of salad dressing is spread on top of the filling, but the real soul is the soft, glutinous and savory hummus.
Like a real housewife in Chicago, Natalie, wearing a suspender apron, brought Sage to the table and called Mel to eat.
Natalie watched her husband take his first bite of Sage and said apologetically:
"I'm so sorry, but this is all you have left of your favorite hummus. It may not be as rich in flavor."
Natalie said, holding back the tears that flowed down unconsciously. Mel looked at his wife distressedly, took another big bite, deliberately changed the topic, and said:
"Do you know why my nickname is Conductor? Because my grandfather's grandfather was a famous pianist. As a conductor, he successfully performed Tchaikovsky's famous song - " Piano Concerto No. 1 in B flat minor."
As he spoke, Rubinstein turned on the record player and played the famous concerto.
Suddenly, the electronic screen of the radar on duty buzzed, indicating strong interference at 3.4 Hz.
"Look, look! The Yuhan people were fooled! When they attacked us, they first sent out interference signals according to the false parameters of 3.4 Hz given by Kaizi. If they do the same thing when they attack Port Ravi in the future, there will be nothing Useful, because the real defense system covers the entire frequency band, and it is useless to only interfere with 3.4 Hz." Meyer said happily.
"Yes, we succeeded! Mel, come and hold me tight, their drone should be arriving soon." Natalie said, walking towards her husband.
Mel took his wife in his arms and turned on the public switch next to the record player with his other hand.
The outdoor alarm system of the entire base plays sonorous and powerful piano music - "Piano Concerto No. 1 in B flat minor".
Mel put his hands on Natalie's shoulders. He carefully took off his wife's apron, folded it, and put it aside.
Mel kissed his wife deeply and said in her ear: "Shamron will give the record to our son, don't worry!"
Three suicide drones swooped in from the northeast, and the long-wave transceiver station was blown up. The Rubinsteins and a watchman were killed on the spot.
Other personnel at the base mistook the piano music as an alarm and ran to safety in an open space outdoors. Only a few were slightly injured, but all survived.
A few days later, in Port Ravi, Shamron II was playing a record. Kezi beside him gritted his teeth uncontrollably and asked angrily and sadly:
"Did my teacher leave any last words?"
"These are the last words of conductor Rubinstein!" Shamron II pointed at the record player and said:
"In 1957, Shostakovich wrote this piece as a gift to his son who had just graduated from the Conservatory of Music."
Later critics said that "Piano Concerto No. 2 in F major" is:
A letter from a father to his son!
