bit stealing game

Chapter 27 The Man Who Has the Answer

The car stopped in front of a building with Egyptian style and European heritage.

It's not far from the temple complex on the West Bank. I never knew there was such a place here.

The courtyard wall is about as high as a person, and the colonial-style building stands out high.In the middle is a carved iron gate.Facing the doorway grew dense but well-trimmed tall bushes, which just blocked the view from peeping through the fence.

Compared with the Chicago house with the iron-sealed door, the owner politely guarded his privacy.Mensao looks a lot like something the British did.

The owner here is indeed an Englishman.

On the way here, Teacher Bai told us that Sir Black is going to visit this time.

Sir Black is said to have worked in Egypt for 50 years, so he is the perfect candidate to discuss exchanges.The archaeological team has not seen such a person for three years since they settled here, so I don't know where 279 dug him up.

An Egyptian without a headscarf came to open the door for us, and Master Xie drove the car in familiarly.As soon as we got out of the car, we saw Jiang Can. He and Ding Ze were waiting for us standing in front of the building.Ding Ze doesn't like to talk very much, but unexpectedly he is very familiar with Master Xie, and even chatted a few words when they met.

Jiang Can led us into that magnificent building in front of us, and went up the stairs in a rough way.

The hall is very spacious, and the entire space is connected from top to bottom.The sun shines directly from the cathedral vaults on the roof.The rooms on each floor extend from the corridor, never competing with the hall.

This building has only three floors in total, and the room height between each floor must be at least four meters.There are paintings of ancient civilizations hanging on the walls, in addition to Egypt, Maya, Mesopotamia, and India.I also saw a hand-drawn drawing of the ruins of the Efang Palace on the stairs on the second floor.

Master Xie didn't follow, he didn't know what to do just after talking with Ding Ze.I'm used to these people's style of disappearing without saying hello, so I don't care much.

I feel a little strange as I walk.

This house reveals good upbringing and taste everywhere, I naturally feel that the owner's etiquette should be quite considerate.

But how can such a host let the guests come to greet the guests?

Although apart from the Egyptian who opened the door to us at the beginning, the whole manor did not meet anyone.If it wasn't for Jiang Can and Ding Ze, I'd be a little apprehensive.

It can't blame me for being timid.

One is that we don't have any people with high force values ​​here.

Han Jiangxue is a technician like A-Tian, ​​and he looks polite; Teacher Bai is a doctor, so he probably doesn't know much about boxing; I'm not very capable of taking care of things; I know how many catties and ounces I have; in comparison, He Rongchuan may be the most capable fighter among us, but if something really goes wrong, we may have to explain it.

The second is that the environment is quite infiltrating when you think about it.

In the huge house, there were no living people except us.The whole building is very quiet. I don't know if it's because of the good sound insulation that I can't even hear the birdsong.Only sunlight leaked from the distant roof, and the grand hall was also gloomy and solemn by that light.

Plus I've never heard of this place.If the owner here can really explain the problem of the underground temple, why didn't the archaeological team ever know of his existence?
But what makes me most uncertain is how familiar the 279 are with this place.

Not only Jiang Can and Ding Ze who arrived earlier, but also the rest of the people did not seem unfamiliar with this place.I don't know if they have been here before or they are just well-trained, and they are not curious about unfamiliar environments.

Now the only one who is more trustworthy is Lou Shiqi.Among these people, only he and I came from the archaeological team, which can be regarded as legitimate.And after all, we've been working together for a month, so we can all be considered friends.Thinking of this, I went to see Lou Shiqi, wanting to make eye contact with him and unite the front.But this guy was still looking around heartlessly, I stared at him for a long time but didn't respond.

The house was even bigger than it looked, and my eyes hurt so much that I finally stopped at the door of a room on the third floor.

From the outside, the room looks unremarkable.The hidden door is no different from the countless other doors seen along the way, they are all solid and heavy carved wooden doors.If there is a difference, it is that there is an owl painted on this door.

I've seen foxes, deer, and swans at some of the front doors on this floor.Unexpectedly, in Egypt, the owner of this house would use Greek mythology as decoration in an interesting way.

I didn't pass by the second floor just now, so I don't know if there are other civilization series on the door of that floor.Maybe there are jade rabbits, giant pandas, and so on.

As soon as our group walked to the door and was about to knock on the door, we heard an old man inside saying loudly: "Welcome, welcome, please come in."

It is a London sound with a round and smooth tone.The old man's demeanor made this well-tuned accent sound smoother.

The door opened inward.

"I neglected you earlier."

The old man in a wheelchair greeted us with a smile.We bent down and shook hands with him, and he said, "Come in and sit down" and then turned the wheelchair and went inside.

This explains why the host didn't go out to meet us.

This is a very large study.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a bookcase on the left hand side that almost reaches the ceiling, and the entire wall is full of books.

There are many maps hanging on the right hand side.There are huge maps of the modern world, as well as hand-drawn maps of the Nile River Basin, as well as topographic maps of the Sahara Desert.I only glanced at it hastily, without looking carefully.

Facing the door, there is a whole row of tall and narrow floor-to-ceiling windows, carrying the flavor left over from the last century.The outside is glass, and the inside is wooden baffles.Now that the shutter is ajar, the light in the room is plentiful without being glaring.

Comfortable sofas are loosely arranged in the middle of the room, in a concave shape, with the gap facing the window.There is a table in the middle of the sofa with some refreshments on it.It has the feeling of a nineteenth century salon.

After we were seated, the old man parked the wheelchair at the gap in the sofa wall, with his back facing the floor-to-ceiling windows.

After coming in, I didn't see the few people left in 279.

Chang Xiao, Guangyu and Xia Shangzhou were not there, nor were Hanwu and Li Yuan, who were hiding their heads and showing their tails.These people don't know if they have been assigned any other tasks.To be honest, I haven't had much contact with Chang Xiao and Guangyu until now, and I haven't even seen Han Wu.

Meng Weiqing had just followed the old man to meet us at the door. Instead of finding a place to sit down, he stood beside the old man.

"This is Sir Black." Meng Weiqing introduced, "He has been in Egypt for many years and has provided assistance to our operation." Then he introduced us a few more, and finally said: "We I’ve come to ask you some questions.”

Sir Black smiled the whole time, and nodded after Meng Weiqing finished speaking.

This was the first time I heard Meng Weiqing speak English.No accent, very clean and tidy.

In fact, I imagined how 279 and their group participated in English cram school.It may be like our archaeological team learning Arabic. Everyone forgets it after learning it, and they are afraid of being called by the teacher to practice dialogue.

Perhaps because of Grandpa Li's description, my impression of 279 is still decades ago.However, after several contacts, I found that language is not a problem for 279.After all, it is a national-level action group, and the quality of its members is different.

But why did such a well-trained team pick me and Lou Shiqi to join the team?

I may have found the Temple of the Nameless by accident, but that doesn't make them have to take me.What's more, why do these people need Lou Shiqi?
The thought didn't haunt me for long.

Sir Blake offered us some English tea.

Everyone chatted cautiously and lively.Thinking about it in my mind, I took a sip of tea mechanically, and stuffed another scone into it, and it took me a long time to swallow it down.

Lou Shiqi was sitting next to me, he leaned over and whispered, "We're eating with an English jazz."

I found it interesting to see his little face that had never seen the world, and I was about to tease him when I suddenly thought that the surname Blake sounded familiar.

It just so happened that the meal was almost finished at this time, and Sir Black introduced the topic.

"Mr. Meng introduced it just now, but I think I still need to explain the reason for inviting everyone here."

We all look at him.

Sir Black folded his hands on his lap, and said gently: "I have worked in Egypt for more than 40 years, and I have a certain degree of understanding here. It can be said that besides London, Luxor is the place where I have lived the longest. I I come here every year after graduating from university, because since I first came here 60 years ago, I feel very destined to be here. It may be fate. People in our family like Egypt. Speaking of the fate between my family and Egypt , then it has to be traced back to more than 70 years ago.”

At this time, I finally remembered why Sir Black sounded so familiar.He is the head of the Black family.

Sir Black went on: "I hear you are going into the desert. I may indeed have a little advice for you, then."

I was startled when I heard this, and then I remembered that I didn't even know what 279 was going to do.If it were to go into the desert, it would indeed have the same purpose as Yanuo and the others.

When I acted with 279, I always told me what I should know, and there was no need to ask me what I shouldn't know.Having said that, it's a bit too much to not even know the main purpose.

I have been immersed in the puzzles of Egyptian culture for the past two days, and I almost forgot that 279’s original intention is a stone with a magnetic field, rather than a harmless cultural exchange.

I subconsciously looked at Meng Weiqing.

He was still standing beside Sir Black, looking down at me as if he felt my gaze.But I didn't get any information from this look.

Sir Black turned back and pressed the button on the desk.

After a while, a middle-aged British man who defied the Egyptian weather in a three-piece suit came in, followed by two Egyptians who were also overly dressed.The Egyptian cleaned up in front of us neatly, refilled tea for each of us, and put a cup on the writing table.

The three left quietly after finishing their work, and we only had time to say a few thank yous.

"Mr. Meng contacted me yesterday, saying that you have entered the Temple of Horus. I believe you have some questions you want to know."

Sir Black shook his wheelchair and turned to the front of the desk, picking up a stack of thick materials.

We spread the information over several cases.

Several of the pages were so large that teacups had to be pushed aside to make room.On the very old paper near me, one eye is numbly open.

The name of the Temple of Horus is probably derived from the Eye of Horus behind the altar.

"These are rubbings of the zodiac signs on the frescoes and ceilings of the Temple of Horus," Sir Black told us. "As you expected, the French team entered this temple back then. But it was not them who made the rubbings, but the British Society for the Exploration of Egypt."

We are digesting the rubbings in front of us and the information given by Sir Black.

So since it was rubbed by the Egyptian Exploration Society, why is it in his hands?
Sir Black glanced over us. "You may be wondering why these rubbings are in my hands now." He glanced at me and continued, "It's because it was the Black family who funded the Egyptian Exploration Society at that time."

Although I have never had the chance to know Sir Black in the past, I still know the name of the Society for the Exploration of Egypt.

After the establishment of the society at the end of the nineteenth century, they funded the loss of many Egyptian cultural relics.According to the funding projects, a list of lost cultural relics can be written.

Before the excavation application from the archaeological team came down this year, I also received an invitation from the British Museum to do research in Egypt.That project was jointly undertaken by the British and Egyptian Exploration Society.

It's just that I didn't expect that these two forces are actually me in you and you in me.

"And it's not just funding, my uncle is also on that archaeological team. He has been to the Temple of Horus."

Sir Black watched us calmly.

"This is why I have been funding the Egyptian Exploration Society for decades. Like you, my uncle has been studying since he discovered the secrets of the Temple of Horus. 60 years ago, he suddenly said that he wanted to find some in the desert. Things. Since you are going now, I will share my experience back then.

As the only one who came back from that desert. "

　Thanks to my friends calling, there are actually 100 votes hahhh
　　It's really relying on friendship to get to the present (
　　
　
(End of this chapter)