2. Trapped by love, I don’t know where I will slide, because before the Northern Lights appeared, I was clearly standing on solid ground. If I continue to slide and fall endlessly, will I reach the "point" marked by physics?
"Mantle" part - vaguely, I had a premonition in my heart again that my target was down there, but unfortunately I didn't know the specific location...
My eyes stung, so I turned over and covered my head with the quilt while half asleep, hoping to continue to dream this dream.
The sun has illuminated the entire bedroom, and it was probably around ten o'clock in the morning. This is a dream, but it is not entirely a dream. My sixth sense runs through the entire dream process, constantly guiding the direction of the dream.
…
I kept thinking of the roar of car engines in the yard outside, mixed with Wang Jiangnan's roar.
The planned big explosion was just a groundbreaking salute for the battle between the two parties. As the two most powerful forces in the Asian underworld, the fight will never be like a gang fight between ordinary gangsters, a melee with swords and guns.
, and then ended with blood all over the ground - to put it bluntly, the result of the formal war between the two major forces can even affect the political structure of Asian countries. You know, many of the Yamaguchi-gumi leaders are in the Japanese Parliament.
They have a place in it, in a half-black and half-white position. Their life and death can directly affect the outcome of discussions in the Japanese Parliament.
"What am I looking for? Could it be that subconsciously, I am not looking for the whereabouts of my eldest brother Yang Tian at all, but have a more important mission?" I lifted the quilt with great confusion and stared up at the roof. Dreams are a reasonable outlet for the subconscious. When I
When the benchmark kept falling, my subconscious told me clearly that the target was below - "Below?" I smiled bitterly. Physicists divided the earth into three parts: the crust, the mantle, and the core, which are descending endlessly.
The process will only send me into the hot and steaming underground magma.
The bedroom door was locked, and someone had knocked gently on the door more than once. Judging from the footsteps, it was Xiao Kereng's movement all the time.
I don’t want to see anyone, let alone answer the phone, not even Su Lun’s call. The path to rescue Tengjia has been blocked. I can’t find the “destined person” that Long said, or even dozens of people on the earth.
The "destined person" he mentioned does not exist among billions of people. The most reasonable explanation is that the so-called "destined person" is the great God. Only God can return Tengjia's soul, no matter where it is imprisoned.
Before this problem is solved, I don't want to get involved in the mysterious "Afanggong Incident" mentioned by Su Lun. Everyone's energy is limited, and it is impossible to be distracted by too many things, leading to nothing being accomplished in the end.
I also want to go to Fengqie Temple, and it would be best to see Tanano Shenxiu himself - "Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk." The bedroom door was knocked again, and it was still Xiao Kereng: "Mr. Feng, Sister Su Lun has a call.
, I want you to pick it up in person."
My phone was turned off a long time ago, and Su Lun should have dialed the landline in the villa.
"Is there something important? Can you come back to her in half an hour?" I didn't want to get up yet. I was thinking about the problem in bed, and I could concentrate more. However, there was Ye Lan's anxious voice outside the door: "Mr. Feng
, I really want to discuss the treasure map with you. After much deliberation, you are the only one who is most trustworthy - please open the door, so as not to have a long night of dreams and give others a head start..."
His method of knocking on the door was much rougher than that of Xiao Kereng, making a loud "dong dong, thunk thump" sound.
I had no choice but to get up, open the door, put on my coat, and staggered to the living room.
The sun shone in unscrupulously, and there was bright light everywhere, which made me remember the green Northern Lights in my sleep.
Yelan followed me impatiently. After losing half of his arm, he walked as clumsily as a penguin, swaying his buttocks constantly: "Mr. Feng, I'm sure there is a piece of gold under the Pyramid of Khufu."
The ocean. The myths passed down by the Egyptians from generation to generation are actually real. There is a huge amount of gold waiting for us to discover. With your wisdom and my treasure map, we will soon be the richest people on earth.
Two people - I promise! I promise you in the name of the Egyptian gods of all ages, and in the name of the Pharaoh's God of Punishment..."
He kept talking, with disgusting foam coming from the corners of his mouth. The allure of gold was so great that it turned a diligent engineer into a greedy tomb robber.
I sat on the sofa and turned on the computer slowly.
"Mr. Feng, are you listening to me? Gold, a huge amount of gold, enough gold to fill up the Red Sea..." He started dancing, and the brand new gray suit he had just changed couldn't cover up his dejection.
Of course I was listening, and I kept thinking about the reasons for asking him questions. After getting enough sleep, my brain started to work flexibly again, because what he said yesterday, "There is only one earth in the world" - normal people would not be like this.
Mention this issue excitedly, unless you know some "secret".
Xiao Kereng was standing nearby holding a wireless phone with a complicated expression. She should apologize to me for what happened yesterday, because it was her deliberate concealment that led me into a trap that had been set long ago.
Xunfuyuan Villa belongs to Scalpel and Su Lun. Xiao Kereng is only a temporary manager. She has no power to admit all the members of the Sharpshooter Club and turn it into a base camp for the Sharpshooter Club to counterattack the Yamaguchi-gumi.
"I'm listening, but you have to tell me, how much do you know about the 'parallel universe theory'?" I looked directly into Yelan's eyes to prevent him from lying again.
He was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolling rapidly.
I didn't give him a chance to breathe, and waved my hand with a sneer: "I only have this question. If you can't answer it honestly, we can't cooperate at all. You can leave now - you can talk to any adventurer about your treasure.
Picture, talk about your dream of gold filling the Red Sea, it has nothing to do with me!"
I have never had much interest in gold and wealth from the beginning to the end, otherwise I would not have given the world-famous "Eye of the Moon" to Tiena without any regret at all.
"Mr. Feng - Actually, it's better not to know many things, right?" Yelan's face turned the color of pig liver, and I became more and more convinced that he had huge ulterior secrets in his heart.
Xiao Kereng hesitated for a moment, and seeing that I really had no intention of calling Su Lun back right away, he had to smile bitterly and turn around and go downstairs.
When her short hair disappeared on the stairs, Yelan suddenly exclaimed: "What a beautiful Chinese beauty. I really envy Chinese men. They are surrounded by all kinds of beauties all day long and enjoy all the happiness. Alas..."
He also sat down and faced me openly, with a confident look. Perhaps because he had been away from the wind and sun for a long time in the desert, his face was no longer as dark as before, but had a dark look after drinking too much.
It’s yellow, and there’s a golden, heavy necklace hanging around his neck. I really don’t know what the people at the Crowne Plaza Casino did, so they didn’t snatch this chain away to pay off their gambling debts?
When he opened his mouth to speak, two golden lights flashed out from the corner of his mouth. They were two newly replaced 24k pure gold teeth, which were more for show than practical value.
"Mr. Feng, to make a long story short - we have only recently had a clearer understanding of the structure of the earth. It is a homogeneous body, but has an obvious layered structure. The composition, density, temperature, etc. of each layer of the earth are
They are all different. In astronomy, studying the internal structure of the earth is of great significance for understanding the movement, origin and evolution of the earth, exploring the structure of other planets, and even the origin and evolution of the entire solar system..."
He sounded like he was giving an academic report, and he was as proud as a nouveau riche.
I moved the mouse unconsciously, pulled out the pictures sent by Su Lun, and looked through them one by one. There were many pictures of the north compass, at least twenty, taken from all angles, and two of them were directly facing the compass.
Close-up of a red pointer.
"The existence of the pyramid is a miracle of human architecture and the pride of the Egyptians..." Yelan's words were a little off topic. I impatiently tapped on the keyboard a few times to signal him to get to the topic as soon as possible.
"Mr. Feng, if my discovery is directly announced, it will most likely cause confusion in human aerospace science, and it will at least affect the development direction of aerospace science and technology in the next ten or even a hundred years. The value of this discovery is roughly estimated to be in the hundreds of millions of dollars.
However, I will never tell anyone. You Chinese have an old saying that 'the secrets of heaven cannot be leaked'. If you leak the secrets of God casually, you may be followed by wealth and disaster..."
I sneered: "You are very self-aware!"
Listening to his nonsense is not as comfortable as looking at pictures. Looking at the size and proportion of the square compass, it should be larger than the size of a popular magazine. The thickness is about 20 centimeters, and the whole body shows a dark color.
, darker than copper, a bit like the "black gold" mentioned in ancient Chinese steel smelting classics.
The transparent dial cover is undoubtedly made of glass, with a diameter of 20 centimeters. The scales and hands on the dial are no different from the commonly used north compass.
Perhaps the reason why Su Lun feels it is "weird" is because of its shape and size. This is not difficult to explain - the compasses used for mountaineering tourism and expedition scientific research are all designed to be small and easy to carry around.
The one in the picture is fixed on some kind of platform or installed on a vehicle or ship, so it has a huge shell.
Yelan stopped narrating and saw my impatience: "Mr. Feng, I can only say that I got instructions from God. Before I took over the excavation project of the Tulukhan Pyramid, I did many of the same strange things in succession.
Dream - an extremely tall god, standing in front of the Pyramid of Khufu, holding the Sphinx Lion in his hand, and stepping on the Boat of the Sun..."
I was so angry that I wanted to walk away because what he said could be compiled into a third-rate mythological novel.
Wang Jiangnan shouted outside the window again, giving orders loudly, as if urging his men to carry some heavy objects.
When I mention Wang Jiangnan, I can think of Guan Baoling, and these two names seem to be firmly connected. I even made a prank by wanting the tycoon to appear as soon as possible, so that Wang Jiangnan can taste the horror of seducing the tycoon's woman. Consequences - Su Lun is the owner of the villa. After communicating with her later, I hope to draw a clear line with the Sharpshooter Club and restore Xunfu Garden to its original peace.
My mind began to be confused again. The shadows of Su Lun and Guan Baoling flashed alternately. Especially after Guan Baoling was frightened by the "Gemini Killer" at noon yesterday, the frightened expression was deeply engraved in my mind...
"Mr. Feng, do you still listen? The gods told me to open the passage and get gold..." Yelan's narrative has come to an end. His treasure map is just based on the instructions of the gods in his dream. After waking up, he relied on Drawn by memory.
"You still haven't made it clear, what kind of understanding do you have about the 'parallel universe theory'?" I sneered. His vague words and his careless talk could only arouse my greater suspicion.
I stood up, grabbed his intact arm, and lifted him up like an eagle catching a chicken: "Forget it Yelan, since you have no sincerity to cooperate, it's better to leave Hokkaido and leave Japan as soon as possible. I offended Yamaguchi. Team, if you stay here, you might lose your life at some point, right?"
Like all treasure map stories passed down by people on earth, Yelan's narrative cannot escape the stereotype. My best way to deal with this kind of wishful thinking is to laugh it off and ignore it.
Yelan shouted anxiously: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng, listen to me..."
I didn't want to listen to such boring stories anymore, so I carried him downstairs with one hand, and I began to regret why I believed him and the boring trick of "Resurrection Sand".
There are at least a dozen smart and capable young people busy in the hall. Sofas and dining tables have been stacked high, and several floors have been dug up. There are two people standing on the ladder, concentrating on the floor. On the chandelier on the roof and on the ground, there are piles of large and small wooden boxes, and several unpacked boxes contain various dark pipes, wires, detonators...
All the wooden boxes, without exception, are labeled with the word "at".
I was stunned and couldn't help shouting loudly: "Xiao Xiao! Xiao Xiao!"
Xiao Keleng responded and came out from the direction of the bathroom. There was a "dinging" sound of banging from there. It was conceivable that someone was also "operating" on the bathroom.
"What are they going to do? Are they going to turn this place into an anti-terrorism bunker?" I was furious, pointing at the wooden boxes, and threw Yelan away.
"AT" is the code name of a private arms factory in Europe, which specializes in manufacturing weapons of any specification for people with special needs around the world. It is the favorite of lone killers.
Wang Jiangnan stood on the steps with his arms folded, his expression cold and arrogant, and he turned a deaf ear to my noise. His look aroused my boundless anger, and everything must have been at his instigation.
Xiao Ke smiled coldly: "Mr. Feng, listen to me, this is the prior agreement between Sister Su Lun and Mr. Sun. In fact, the Sharpshooter Club only wants to strengthen the Xunfuyuan Villa's ability to resist external attacks. There is no evil intention... "The back of her hand was covered with black machine oil. You can imagine that in addition to conventional assault weapons, there must be heavy firearms and even grenade launchers in some hidden corners, because only those large-caliber weapons have Professional black anti-rust oil may be used.
I became even more angry. After what happened last night, the Gunslingers Club gave me no explanation. Instead, they acted like their master even more, without my consent at all. I turned to go upstairs, turned on the phone as I walked, and dialed Su
Lun's number.
The phone only rang once and was connected. Su Lun's voice came with a smile: "Brother Feng, you are finally willing to call. What's wrong? You were too tired yesterday? Xiao Xiao has already explained that matter to me, and
Mr. Sun Long from the Sharpshooter Club also called me across the ocean. In extraordinary times, maybe we should adopt a cooperative attitude of letting things go. Besides, the Yamaguchi-gumi is a huge cancer in Asia. If the Sharpshooter Club takes action to eradicate it, what's the point?
not good?"
I was speechless and opened my mouth in embarrassment, unable to move forward or retreat.
"Have you seen those pictures? Brother Feng, I'm sorry, I can't rush to Hokkaido at the moment. You are enough there, and there is Xiao Xiao, plus the most powerful people of the Sharpshooter Club - I just formed
An amateur expedition team is preparing to head southwest to explore the location of the underground Afang Palace. There is an American biology expert named Schiller... You should have heard of his name. He once won the "Research on the Evolution of New Zealand Butterflies"
The winner of the annual award - he joined us. I believe that with his profound biological knowledge in the semi-primitive forest, our expedition work will be more effective with half the effort..."
Su Lun kept talking. I held the phone tightly and could hardly get a word in. It wasn't until her narration came to an end that I said "Oh" and asked perfunctorily: "That picture of the compass, I looked carefully.
I’ve seen it, and there doesn’t seem to be anything weird about it.”
Suellen exclaimed: "How is that possible? Haven't you seen my caption? It's in the document of another email?"