bit stealing game

Chapter 67 The Name of the Rose

The camp was not too big, and within two steps, they bumped into acquaintances again.

My face made it clear that I don't want to say more, but this is not a sensible person.

"Yu, you are so ruthless! You obviously saw me but didn't say hello to me!" Yanuo gave up his pose and entangled him. "Did Lee make you angry?"

His blue eyes gleamed expectantly.That's exactly the same as when my dog ​​watched other dogs fight and went over to watch the fun by himself.

I walked back on my own.

Li Yuan didn't mess with me, but what happened one after another made me feel irritable.I don't want to take it out on anyone, but Arno followed me all the way, almost to Camp 279.

"Why are you following me?"

"Yu, you're a little upset."

"Did I pay you the consulting fee?" I stopped angrily.

Arno just looked at me patiently.

I was even more annoyed by him: "There is a saying in our place called [When others lead a donkey, you pull it out]. What does it mean?"

Arno blinked expectantly.

I stared at the pair of blue eyes and said word by word: "Someone else stole the donkey, and you go to pull the stake to tie the donkey. So the pot of stealing the donkey will also be placed on your head. If you know me If you're in a bad mood, you'd better go away now."

Arno clearly received the malicious signal, but he laughed ignorantly. "If Yu's unhappiness can be resolved by asking me to vent her anger, it will be my honor."

Reach out and don't hit the smiling face.Although I couldn't figure out why someone like Yano insisted on coming to my place to make myself unhappy, I couldn't be cold-faced to him anymore.So I let Yano return to the 279 site with me.

Everyone is on the UN side.In the place where people were sitting around and eating barbecue just now, even two campfires were extinguished, leaving only one campfire still burning dry.

"Yu, there's no one here, let's go back and have some fun!" Arno suggested.

I was suddenly very tired.Stepping on the sheep bones all over the floor, staring at the tireless flames.

When I sent Black's notes to Ah Tian in the afternoon, Lao Zhang once again asked me to go back as soon as possible.Follow 279 In case something happens, it will be called every day and the ground will not work.

I'm starting to seriously consider his offer now.Originally, I came to Egypt only for archeology, so I had to drink honey and rush to follow them into the desert.Especially when Meng Weiqing and others absolutely concealed many things.

Arno paced fussily around the fire.

I was dazzled by him. "What are you still doing here, go back there and have fun."

"I'm very happy staying here with you." After Yano finished speaking, he sat down on the treasured ground that he had spotted.Finally, I patted the sand on the side.

I frowned in disgust.

But Yano refused to give up, looking at me with eyes full of expectation.

I kicked away a sheep bone and sat down too.

Yano's arms were relaxed on the curled up long legs, and his fingers were still beating the beat briskly, as if adding BGM to himself.He left the crowd as if he was a different person, and the emotions that made him shine also fell silent.

This reminds me of the last time in the Valley of the Kings, Yano was thrown aside with me in such a silent manner.The contrast in him is really great.

But even if Arno seems to enjoy the silence, I don't like sitting silently in front of a roast lamb with only a skeleton left.Especially when you are in a mess.

"Did you know they have another trip to the Temple of Set later in the day?" I asked.

"I'd be surprised if they didn't go."

Neither Jarno nor I said who "they" were.

"And you. Are you going?"

Arno shook his head.

"Don't look at me like that." He smiled endearingly. "I'm just an involuntary pawn."

"Don't you care at all?" I wondered.

Yano shrugged indifferently, "What do you care? Don't they ask for my opinion?"

"You know what I'm talking about. If they don't take me there, I have nothing to say. But you gave [Eternal Eye]. Isn't this your tour fare for this trip to the Sahara Desert?"

"But I did come to the Sahara." Yano threw away the wood he picked up to poke the fire, "I have nothing special, if I didn't happen to have the [Eternal Eye], I wouldn't even be able to exchange this ticket I got it. So I can't force it."

"Since something as valuable as the [Eternal Eye] is just your entry ticket, do you know why they brought me?"

This question has been on my mind for a long time.

Lou Shiqi was able to follow because Ya is 279's undercover agent in the archaeological team, and he can draw maps.However, after thinking about it, I realized that 279 had absolutely no reason to bring me along.Even if someone of them needs a "chosen son" to find out the real Temple of Seth, but I believe this person can also be Li Yuan Alex Leilayano.There's no need to take me because you want to find someone to take the blame.

Arno smiled and sighed. "If only I knew why. At first I approached you at the auction because I wanted to know what was different about you, so that I could prepare some countermeasures myself. But besides being interesting, you are not There's nothing special about it."

"I'm really sorry." I said dryly.

"Anyway, I'm very happy to know Yu. It's a surprise to come here." Arno played his Italian talent.

"Really?" I laughed self-deprecatingly, "I feel that I came here a little strangely."

"In fact, rather than why they let you come, it's better to ask Yu what he thinks." Yano turned his head, "Why did you come?"

Why am I here?That's a really good question.

At first, I wanted to come to Egypt again because I was thinking about the building that was accidentally discovered under the construction site last year and did not exist in the history of ancient Egypt.After Grandpa Li told me about the Yin family and 279, he became more curious.Various coincidences and speculation about prehistoric civilization made me want to take a closer look.But are these really worth my trip?

In silence, Arno moved closer to me.The good smell on him became more and more obvious.

I couldn't help wrinkling my nose, then turned my head and sneezed.

Yano showed the expression of being slapped.

I rubbed my nose embarrassingly. "What perfume do you wear? I'm a bit allergic."

Yano moved away reluctantly, and still did not forget to defend his taste: "This is Кипящийснег, and it smells like Siberian spring."

It was only later that I found out that he made this perfume himself, and that [Boiling Snow] was only available on him.

"How does snow boil?"

"Yes. I saw it once in Murmansk." Yano described the scene gently as if afraid of disturbing a dream. "That was the first time I saw a real snowstorm. The wind from the mainland crossed the port and met the sea breeze on the sea. The snow fell in that encounter, like the wind brought to the sea. Goose feather quilt."

"Murmansk." I murmured and repeated the somewhat familiar place name.Didn't Ah Tian check it out, the [Ice-Free Port]?

I turned my head and squinted at Arno. "What's there but the goose feather quilt of the sea?
"There are beauties, wine and beautiful scenery." Yano pretended to be stupid.

Just as I was about to continue asking, Jiang Can and a foreigner walked over staggeringly, arm in arm.Behind them was another blond man.

"Wang Yu, if you don't go there to be lively, what are you doing here alone?" Jiang Can seemed to be drinking a lot, and his tongue was so big.

"Hello Chris. Hello." The foreigner who was close to Jiang Can and his brother greeted us.I recognized the young man who had just rescued Alex, and he looked even more drunk than before.

Jarno and I both stood up.

"As soon as I came back and found no one, I will sit here for a while." I said. "and you?"

"I'll get Erguotou, let these foreigners experience Chinese wine." Jiang Can let go of the drunk man, walked two steps towards the tent, then turned back and said in vague English, "Wait here."

"Hello." The drunk who was dropped by Jiang Can greeted us again.He lost his balance as he walked towards us and nearly fell.

Arno held him up. "Be careful."

"I learned a language that sounds like a bird." The drunk young man pushed Arno away and shook his curly head. "I tried for a long time, but it didn't feel like there was any grammar in it. It was like a simple bird song." The word grammar came out of his throat.

His friend stood aside with folded hands, watching coldly.

"Let me tell you something." Then the drunk began to tweet with enthusiasm.

There was applause in the silence.

We turned our heads and saw Lou Shiqi coming out of the tent with Jiang Can.He is clapping loudly.

"What's the matter? His ventriloquism is pretty good. But I'm even better." Then when he was upstairs, Qi cleared his throat and let out a clever bird song.Then, under the eager adoring eyes of the drunk, he picked up the things he packed again and went to find Meng Weiqing.

Can't tell who is more outrageous.

Jiang Can carried two bottles of Erguotou, and staggered back to the wine bureau together with Xiao Curly.Bancun who was left behind sighed helplessly: "I'm Chris, and that idiot just now was James."

"Hi Chris. I'm Wang Yu."

After Chris introduced himself, he chased the two drunks and left.After he left, Yano suddenly complained aggrievedly: "Yu, why did you call him Chris and never called me that? I thought our relationship was already very good."

why?I was taken aback by his question.In fact, we can indeed be regarded as friends.I don't know when it started, this narcissistic Italian is not so annoying.

"Your name is not really Chris. Does it matter what you call you?" I pretended to look down at the bonfire casually, but in fact I kept paying attention to Yano's reaction.

I don't know why I feel that Yano's identity is fake.Ah Tian couldn't find him, and he seemed to have never appeared in public before the London auction.Even the well-protected mafia boy can't leave no traces, right?What's more, there are still some disharmony in him.For example, the skin that can't be tanned at all, the proficiency in Russian, and the ore under the control of the former Soviet Union.

Arno looked towards the dying bonfire.

"What's the name? It doesn't matter what name you call the rose, it still smells so fragrant."

This is not a negative.

I was taken aback.Originally, it was just a random guess, but I never expected that Yano and Li Yuan were both puff pastry.And I don't even know who he is.But surprisingly, it wasn't even as angry as when I knew Li Yuan was Yin Yuechen.

So I pretended to be calm and said: "But you are not a harmless rose who can get the [Eye of Eternity] and [Murmansk] ore. I am not Shakespeare either. I forgot to ask just now, the person from Murmansk That stone is also in your hand, right?"

Arno, or the person pretending to be Arno, suddenly laughed. "I know why you're angry with Lee. It's because he also hid something from you, right? And he's so self-righteous that he refuses to tell you until now, thinking it's for your own good."

I don't know if Li Yuan thinks he is doing my best, but I am indeed annoyed by him.

"But Yu, don't blame him. I don't want to speak for Lee, but people like us have worked hard to not be perverted."

"you?"

Yanuo nodded and counted on his fingers: "Good background, capable, likable but ill-fated."

This person is a little too humble.But I confirm the same point, after all, I am often a bit out of tune with them because of their ordinary and happy family.

"I know Lee is hiding something from you, that's what people with secrets are like." Yano looked at me, "But what should I say, we won't intentionally hurt you. At least I won't."

"Save it. I won't eat this set."

Arno sighed regretfully.

After a while, he turned his head to me. "Yu, who am I, is it important to you?"

I don't want to be strong.Both Li Yuan and Yanuo have unspoken pasts, which are their private affairs.But I'm also fed up with lies, especially from friends.At least I need to know who am I talking to?A friend, or a liar?
I nodded.

Arno seemed very happy.The gradually fading flame danced in his eyes with nostalgia, like the sparkling light of the deep sea.The gaze was patient and gentle, like the sea.

But the sea is not really patient, and never really gentle.

"I don't want to make you angry, so I won't lie to you."

Arno's smiling blue eyes blinked slowly.

Suddenly there was a gust of snow in the dry desert.

　There are thousands of layers of cakes ambushing along the way

　　
　
(End of this chapter)