3. Su Lun, the master of the Gunslingers Association, blushed instantly. He slowly put the roses on the stone table and answered clearly word by word: "Brother Feng, I don't know him, but I know that Hokkaido
The matter here will have no results in a short time. The young lady concerned will only mess up the matter, and even anger the tycoon, and implicate the sharpshooter. Also, the 'Wrath of the Sun God' has become
The treasure that the Japanese are determined to obtain, even if you risk your life and enter a desperate situation to take out the gem, the final result will still be like the 'Eye of the Moon God' belonging to the Egyptians. We can't get anything, but we have done the best for the Yamato nation.
Huge military contribution."
There was the fragrance of rose petals in the air, and I sneered dejectedly: "I know everything you said, but now, the arrow is on the string and I have to shoot it."
The shadow of Guan Baoling reappears in my mind. No matter whether she leaves or stays, her shadow will remain in my heart and cannot be erased.
Su Lun clasped his hands behind his back and nodded excitedly: "Yes, yes, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired - Brother Feng, don't forget your purpose of coming to Hokkaido is just to look for clues that Hero Yang Tian may leave, and
Instead of trying our best to search for the whereabouts of the 'Wrath of the Sun God'. When the matter has reached this point, the Japanese government has fully intervened, and there seems to be no need for us to get entangled anymore. Did you know? The most elite coast guard in Hokkaido has already sent a request to Muwan
The sea areas around Zhoushan are gathering. This sudden military deployment is aimed directly at the secrets in Fengguo Temple. Seizing food from the tiger's mouth is not a rational approach for a great tomb robber. I just want to say one thing - Brother Feng, forget about the pass.
Miss, is it okay to leave Fengqiao Temple?"
The conversation stopped, and there seemed to be no need to continue the conversation. Schiller appeared again with a gloating look and placed a transparent plastic file bag in front of me. Inside was a two-inch-thick stack of information.
"Mr. Feng, good words are hard to hear. Do you understand what Miss Su Lun said?" He patted the information and pointed to the top page: "I believe Miss Su Lun has a very wise vision. Do you see it? We
Huge secrets from more than two thousand years ago will be unearthed and the history of the Chinese people will be rewritten."
On that page, there was a promotional poster of the Xi'an Terracotta Warriors and Horses. Dozens of rows of warrior warriors were arranged solemnly and neatly, holding cold Changge in their hands.
"Su Lun, would you please consider my suggestion again? Let's join forces and deal with the problem here first -"
Before I could finish my words, I was interrupted by Su Lun's phone ringing.
It is not impossible to give up the pursuit of "Wrath of the Sun God" and join Su Lun's team, but what I really can't worry about is Guan Baoling. From the first time we met in Xunfu Garden, I have been attracted to her.
I was attracted by the huge melancholy. If I could not heal those resentful sorrows, I would not be relieved even if I left Hokkaido.
At this moment, if she asks me to buy Xunfu Garden again, maybe I will agree. Originally, in my heart, Su Lun and Guan Baoling each had half, but now, Su Lun has completely withdrawn, leaving Guan Baoling alone.
It has firmly taken over my heart.
I gave her the Blessing Garden and asked her to follow the enlightenment of the "Psychic Well", renovate the villa, and cure the tycoon's strange disease - will she be happy then? Will she be happy when she is with the tycoon?
Do you think of me occasionally?
The sound of helicopter propellers was heard again in the sky, and this time the number of aircraft increased to six.
"Who?" Schiller suddenly turned around and shouted outside the courtyard.
"Don't be nervous, that's Xiao Lai, your subordinate is defeated." I sneered, there was a hint of sting in my words.
Schiller chuckled, snapped his fingers coolly, turned his face, and smiled affectionately at Su Lun.
Xiao Lai flashed in and whispered in my ear: "There was news during the meeting that Mr. Sun Long has arrived in Sapporo and will come to Fengqiao Temple within a few hours to meet you alone."
After the helicopter landed, I listened carefully to the sound of the propeller gradually slowing down until it stopped. Then I suppressed my surprise and asked calmly: "Meet you here? Or go to the villa?"
The big shot has a strong vigilance force in Fengge Temple. If Sun Long breaks in, it will definitely intensify the conflict between them. In the past five years, Sun Long's reputation in the world has been gained by suppressing the Japanese in various fields.
The accumulation of information has been regarded as a thorn in the side of many Japanese militarist extremists, and a bounty of tens of millions of dollars has been offered for Sun Long's head.
"Mr. Sun has named you to meet here. Everyone is confused! Mr. Hawke and Brother Thirteen are mobilizing manpower for emergency deployment, but the coast guard team has blocked all routes leading to Muwan Zhoushan.
, except for military vehicles, no one else is allowed to pass." The veins on Xiao Lai's forehead popped out completely, and his chest rose and fell rapidly. He was definitely overly nervous.
I nodded calmly: "I understand, don't talk too much. Of course Mr. Sun has his reasons for arranging this. Go - well, over there..."
Xiao Lai continued knowingly: "It's okay over there, I'll be careful."
From beginning to end, he and Schiller never looked at each other, but the hostility between the two people was already very obvious.
"Hey, little brother, are those medicines good for you?" Schiller's words were full of condescension and provocation.
Xiao Lai silently took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, placed it on the stone table, and then gently backed away. Judging from his actions, the damaged parts of his shoulders had fully recovered, which proved the miraculous efficacy of these medicines.
"This is the latest scientific research result of our laboratory. It increases the precipitation speed of calcium in human bones by four hundred times, but it has certain side effects that will only become apparent after a few weeks. So, Mr. Feng, if your brother arrives
If you need my help sometimes, remember to give me a call, and you're welcome."
I dismissed Schiller's almost rogue tone. After leaving Hokkaido, there were countless famous doctors from various countries. Even if something unexpected happened to Xiao Lai, I believe we can deal with it properly and there is no need to ask Schiller again.
Su Lun's call lasted for three minutes, and his voice was extremely low. Then he suddenly raised his voice: "Brother Feng, someone wants to talk to you."
I smiled sadly: "You're looking for me? How come your number was called?"
Su Lun sneered, handed over the phone, then sat down at the stone table and took out the information.
Tie Na's voice came from the receiver: "Mr. Feng, are you okay? It's me, Tie Na."
I let out a long sigh: "I can hear that. If you have anything to say, please say it. Don't waste your time." In front of Su Lun, I didn't want to cause any more trouble. I was afraid that Tie Na's enthusiasm would never end and make me extremely embarrassed.
.I understand her feelings for me, but under the current circumstances, I can only express my gratitude and cannot accept it.
Tie Na's enthusiasm was poured cold water on her head, and she smiled coquettishly: "It's nothing, I just called to say hello, thank you, goodbye."
The entire conversation between us only lasted three sentences, and she hung up the phone very sensibly, finally not embarrassing me too much.
There are no less than 400 pages of information in total, most of which are copies of ancient books and archaeological photos. Every few pages, there are crooked red lines that appear prominently under certain words. Obviously, that is the focus that should be paid most attention to.
"This is the photo of the north needle I got. It's very weird because... I sent the cut sample powder to the four major European steel companies and asked them to provide detailed laboratory reports. As a result, they all monitored
It was discovered that the sample contained trace amounts of chlorine molecules, and when heated to temperatures above 3,000 degrees Celsius without restriction, the color of the sample changed bizarrely and turned into a pure red——"
I listened carefully. The picture was of high resolution and lifelike, but no matter how you looked at it, it was just a compass cast on a certain base. In addition to being several hundred larger than a pocket compass,
Other than that, there are no other abnormalities.
"I have consulted many metal experts, and they always believe that these sample fragments are just heresy created by a scientist in the laboratory. At least among the metal types that exist on the earth, none of them require chlorine in the formation process.
Participate, and only use the oxygen required for combustion. Although these metal scraps are similar to iron in terms of hardness, appearance, density, and quality, they can never be called iron."
Su Lun's thin fingers tapped lightly on the picture, lost in thought.
"What does that mean? The metal, people, and technology used to make this compass don't belong to the earth, but to aliens?" I tried to make my tone lighter, but failed.
"Yes, you are absolutely right!" Schiller spread out his hands easily, with the usual American humor of being unable to distinguish between true and false.
I responded with a "scoff" and sneered: "If the old farmers brought the compass out of Afang Palace and swore that it was a historical relic, then it means that when Qin Shihuang built Afang Palace, the Qin Dynasty people had successfully developed it.
He succeeded in the compass and invented the weird technology of adding chlorine to the iron casting process, is that right? Mr. Schiller?"
Schiller nodded again, snapped his fingers, and replied easily: "Absolutely."
I quickly continued: "So, please tell me, in China, when was the earliest tool for identifying directions, 'Sinan', invented and widely used? If the productivity level of the people of the Qin Dynasty was so smart, they would have known it long ago.
Like Genghis Khan, he sent his troops to the Red Sea and let the infantry of Great Qin occupy every corner of the earth. Haha, it’s just... it’s ridiculous to the extreme!”
With the above words, I just want to tell Schiller, a pseudobiologist, that archeology is not about sitting in a laboratory and fantasizing, but groping forward step by step and digging down-to-earth. People who love fantasy are only qualified to sit on the computer
I used to be a third-rate novelist, instead of pretending to be looking for a second Afang palace.
"Haha, I have to say again that what Mr. Feng said is completely correct, and it is conclusive and well-founded, but why don't you listen to Miss Su Lun's thoughts?" Schiller cleverly pushed the flow and put my question to the test.
Forward to Suellen.
Sinan first appeared in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It was the earliest magnetic compass in ancient times. It was subject to many restrictions due to the source of the ore, grinding process and pointing accuracy, and its practical application significance was not obvious. It was not until the Northern Song Dynasty that the technology reached a high level.
With the development of China, there were compasses and compasses that were more advanced than those of Sinan, which were the prototype of the compass in modern science.
If the people of the Qin Dynasty could invent a high-precision compass, then the fleets sent overseas to search for the "elixir of life" would not have lost their way time and time again, drifting on the sea with the monsoon and causing shipwrecks and deaths.
"Brother Feng, what we want to discuss is only the things that exist in reality, not historical records. You also know that history is just the private notes of the rulers. You can rewrite it however you want. Tyrants become benevolent people, and phoenixes become crows.
Between the writings of the recorder. If you ignore history, this compass was actually taken out of an ancient tomb. Do you think it has some value worthy of vigorous exploration?"
Su Lun raised the piece of paper solemnly: "Let's call this thing a compass, but I believe that as the exploration process proceeds further, its true function will be discovered."
I smiled wryly and waved my hands, indicating that I didn't want to argue anymore.
Schiller sneered again, as if standing with Su Lun and having the same point of view was the most powerful blow to me. I have dismissed Schiller. The key question now is whether Su Lun will make this mistake.
If the pursuit path slips further and further, it is simply a waste of time.
Su Lun stared at my face, sighed suddenly, reorganized the information, and whispered: "I will leave Hokkaido tomorrow, everyone, please take care of yourself."
If it were me, I would feel extremely disappointed when others were not interested in my research results. I guess Su Lun probably felt like this at this time.
"When you have time, call General Tina back. She was accidentally injured in the desert earthquake and has just woken up. In fact, after all, we have met each other, and we will definitely meet again in the future. It will be awkward for everyone."
Su Lun's words shocked me and made me regret it.
After the last time I informed Tina of the upcoming mutation of the Tucrakhan Pyramid, there was no reply from the other side, so I just forgot about it. I didn’t expect that she would be hurt. My indifference on the phone just now must have hurt her again.
I picked up the information bag, nodded to Su Lun wordlessly, and exited the yard.
In fact, I really want to say something to Su Lun. If Schiller is not present, we can discuss certain points very gently and rationally formulate the next direction of exploration. If Su Lun is the one to point out my mistakes,
I will humbly accept that, at least under the current situation, Suellen is the only smart person who truly understands me, and she is the only one qualified to criticize me.
No one left me alone, and when I looked back for the last time, I saw Suellen and Schiller standing side by side under the cherry blossom tree, almost intimate.
I vaguely felt that the atmosphere in Fengqiao Temple was becoming solemn, and there seemed to be a cold murderous aura quickly spreading everywhere in the darkness.
After walking a few dozen steps to the west, before I reached the small courtyard where I lived, I encountered a group of heavily armed men running towards me. In addition to submachine guns, pistols, and grenades, each of them had two weapons hanging from their belts.
An iron can the size of a military kettle, one red and one green, looked very dazzling even under the dim light of the street lights.
Rupe-white gas masks hung on their chests. This was special equipment that could only be used by biological and chemical weapons troops. It could be seen that the contents of the two iron cans were 100% related to biological and chemical weapons.
There were sixteen people in this group, and their movements were mysterious. They turned a blind eye to me and ran straight to the east.
I know that all Japanese military actions may be related to Sun Long's visit. If he really came for me, it would be unwise. I looked up and smiled bitterly, the more I wanted to stay away from the whirlpool of the battle.
, the more he is involuntarily involved, no matter where he is, he opens his eyes and faces the world.
As soon as he stepped into the small courtyard, the lights in Guan Baoling's room were on. The lights clearly reflected the flower and bird patterns on the sliding door, making it peaceful and quiet. In a crisis-ridden environment, in this quiet small courtyard, he could temporarily put the outside world into perspective.
Forgetting the wind and rain and murderous intentions, enjoying a moment of spiritual loneliness is not a joy that takes a break from a busy schedule.
However, this secret joy did not last for three minutes. Xiao Lai had already emerged from the darkness like a ghost, with glistening beads of sweat still on his face, looking worried.
"Mr. Feng, I have a phone number for you. It's Mr. Sun." He was holding a Nokia mobile phone in his hand, pressed a number on the keyboard, and handed it to me. As soon as I took it, I felt the phone first.
The warmth on his face and the wet sweat showed that Xiao Lai had been extremely nervous.
A man's bold voice came from the receiver: "Feng, it's me, Sun Long, are you okay?"
As the boss of the Sharpshooter Club, Sun Long never had any airs about his friends and subordinates. He always called his friends and subordinates by their first names and treated them as brothers. He often called himself "Shandong's timely rain on Songjiang", and his reputation and credibility in the world were flawless.