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Rembrandt code - стр. 36

My surprise was accompanied by an ironic smile.


– P I understand your skepticism, but if the moon rovers were working there officially, why can't we do experiments unofficially . And what do you think?


– And what do I think?


– You think everything matched his version.


– Exactly, that's exactly what I thought… or think, I don't know, – cheerfully I replied, to make clear my healthy skepticism, which coincided with the tone of the interlocutor , and to hint about my intention to conduct the dialog not as a protocol.


– So, I hasten to surprise you, – also moving to a more friendly manner, continued the man, – he wasn't just talking about this location.

No matter how hard I tried to hide my surprise, my smile gave me away all the same.


– I, and not only, also had such a reaction, and is not clear – to what and whom.


– What and who?


– According to these coordinates they determined the star, near which was the cause of variable radiation, which spoke about the presence of a planet there, and with an increased amount of hydrogen, oxygen and carbon.


– Ah, that's what it turns out to be. And, of course, that already spoke of the possible existence of biological life on this planet. That's genius.


– We too had an ironic smile at first. And in the end, having determined the temperature of the planet, which was within the habitable zone, the ironic smile was replaced by a thoughtful contemplation.


– Hmmm, well, of course, all the research findings are kept confidential, under the cover of… let -let me guess… top secret?


– Or else .


– All right, I almost believe it. So what are our brothers saying?

In this manner of dialog I wanted to remind about the reason of my interest, which led me to him, and not to listen to some assumptions, predictions of either a madman, or a genius, or a soothsayer.

The guardian of cyber space pressed his lips together and began to resemble a duck, after a short pause asked a question that apparently was bugging him:

– Are brothers?

My sigh and a glance at the ceiling spoke for themselves. After understanding glances at each other the interlocutor continued:

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