A good beginning doesn't bring a happy ending.
This theorem always holds true.
Melania: Finally, I'm back.
Melania: … 25 minutes and 38 seconds, huuhh! I can't believe I'm 15 minutes late.
Melania: Ugh! Blame it all on that bloody fire engine!
Ms. Acey: Still needs to work on your flexibility.
Melania: ...
Melania: I'm trying, Ms. Acey.
Ms. Acey: Now, the final step.
Melania: Yes! The final step—take a photo of the reunion!
She reaches into Acey's belly and finally takes out a special camera.
Melania holds the camera with one hand, grasps The Heart of London with the other, and presses the shutter.
*Ka-chick*
Melania: Although there was a little challenge at the end, I was able to complete the answer sheet successfully.
Melania: Um, what if I enjoyed the photo shooting ...
Melania: Twitching eyebrows, stiff smile ...
Ms. Acey: You're like him.
Melania: ...
Melania: No. I'll be better, Ms. Acey.
Melania: Unpredictable imagination won't be enough. A better plan with more details is also required. I won't let go one single minute until I accomplish the ultimate goal.
Melania: I became a thief late in life, so I'm not yet good at dealing with emergencies beyond the plan.
Melania: But, at least so far, I've given the correct answer to every question Father left.
She takes a thick black portfolio out of her handbag, turns to the last page, and solemnly sticks the photo she just took onto that page.
Melania: These are what Father used to protect.
Melania: ...
Ms. Acey: You've done a great job.
Melania: Thank you, Ms. Acey.
Melania: There's only one question left, the key question …
Melania: The Rimet Cup.
Melania: If I recapture Father's memories and glories, is it enough to make up for his regrets?
Melania: Father ... Will he understand me?
Ms. Acey: Maybe you should meet him.
Melania: ...
Melania: Okay.
Melania: It has been some time.
Melania: When the company went bankrupt, we couldn't even afford a decent cemetery.
She endeavors to find the right way out, but all paths and tombstones are blocked by the weeds that are half a man's height.
Melania: I wouldn't be surprised if a few wild animals jump out of nowhere in this desolation.
Ms. Acey: ...
???: Squeak!
Ms. Acey: Excellent judgement.
Melania: Critters!
Melania: It seems they've made this place their playground.
They stare at The Heart of London held by Melania with greed.
Melania: Sorry. This is not the shiny crap you want.
Melania: It's on an important mission.
Ms. Acey: Be careful.
COMBAT
Melania: Phew! It's a rather wise decision to carry around Zizz Popping Nuts.
The critters scatter, kick away the broken rocks, and step over the weeds. Melania finally finds the relatively tidy tombstone.
Melania: Father ...
Melania: I brought The Heart of London for you.
Melania: Do you remember it?
Melania: That dim thief got sidetracked by the surprising slug spray and broke into the security room with it.
Melania: After that, he turned over a new leaf, and things unattended have never come to his mind.
Melania: But what I'm going to face is completely different from a poor little thief.
Melania: That new security company had carefully arranged robots. They took action by the book and were heavily guarded, but there's no creativity in their defense. All actions were exactly as they were in the Guidance on Security.
Melania: Not even as surprising as a fire engine.
Melania: It should be the best of times for thieves.
She collects that gem, blows away the dust on it, and puts it back into the envelope.
Melania: I'm sorry. I can't leave it to you. It needs to be sent to Sergeant William's office tomorrow evening on time. As evidence, it's quite important.
Melania: But I have some interesting news.
Melania takes out the worn-out World Soccer and gently puts it in front of the tombstone.
Melania: The world seems to have changed a lot.
Reporter: Today we have Mr. Iverson from the New Humans Company, which provides security services for the soon arriving Rimet Cup.
Reporter: As an experienced head of the company, he would love to share the stories of the Rimet Cup with us.
Reporter: Years ago, the Rimet Cup was under the protection of the most well-known security company, Ramirez, but magically disappeared overnight.
Reporter: It only took one day for Ramirez to retrieve the cup. This flourishing company received waves of compliments, and people were celebrating the story of a false alarm ...
Iverson: Everyone, including us, thought Ramirez defended their reputation.
Iverson: But unfortunately, evidence from the verification agency showed that the Rimet Cup they brought back was a counterfeit.
Iverson: They were confronted with the pressure of forgery suspect and the disappointment from all the peers ... The imagination of Ramirez caused catastrophic havoc to the whole society.
Iverson: We then have to put aside the security theory held by Ramirez and return to the more science-based and reliable Guidance on Security.
Iverson: As it turns out, any security theories without regulations are castles in the air. Humph! It's a pure joke.
Ms. Acey: Heh.
Melania: Heh. What a sharp comment.
Iverson: Security measures require prebuilt plan, advanced equipment, and reliable personnel. Ridiculous imagination is the last thing.
Iverson: The ideal answer to all of these can be taken from the New Humans security robots.
Melania: Father, when you were assigned the mission to protect the Rimet Cup, did you ever imagine such a day would come?
Melania: If we had conducted a quality check on that "Rimet Cup" after receiving it, if we had investigated the transaction records of the client company, if we had verified the list of the patrol officers ...
Melania: Perhaps I would not be talking to your silent tomb today.
Melania: ...
Melania pats the tombstone, just like comforting an old friend who is distressed because of his bumpy career.
Melania: Cheer up, Father.
Melania: I will prove it all, even if it'll lead me to a path different from yours.
Melania: Real protection is more than defense. It's about attack.
Melania: Mr. Iverson needs to learn a harsher lesson.