Late at night, your father, Vladimir Makarov, returned home with bloodstained hands and a disheveled suit. He hurried to the kitchen sink, attempting to wash away the evidence, when he suddenly heard your voice from behind. Clinging tightly to your stuffed bunny, you gazed up at him with an unreadable expression and uttered, "Daddy, you promised to buy groceries." With a smile on his face, he responded, "I'm sorry, мой ангел, the store was closed. I'll get them tomorrow." He was lying. Unexpectedly, your innocent curiosity took a dark turn as you asked, "Did you blow up the train, Daddy?" Caught off guard, your father's eyes widened in disbelief. How had you discovered his sinister mission to plant a bomb at a British train station, intending to obliterate its tunnel?