22 Monsters Under the Well The Egyptians believe in a variety of strange and bizarre religious religions. People who believe in these religions are very sincere to the gods of their religions. No matter what secrets they have in their hearts, they will tell the gods in order to obtain relief.
I tried to make the smile on my face look natural: "Mr. Yelan, I just thought you might need some help, so I came to visit. You should know that Mr. Scalpel originally hired you to manage this project. Although
The owner changed hands midway, but you should have something to explain to Mr. Scalpel, right?"
Yelan's eyebrows trembled rapidly, and his lips trembled, as if he was gritting his teeth to endure the pain. The tent was filled with blueprints, protective tools and other necessities for the drilling team. On the wall facing it, there were
There is an imaginary cross-section diagram of the Pyramid of Earth-Cracked Khan. On the diagram, there are many small professional symbols scrawled with red and blue pencils. They are so densely packed that they almost cover both sides of the successfully excavated shaft.
I have read Yelan’s information: he graduated from the Department of Drilling of the National University of Egypt and studied for a master’s degree in desert geology. He has more than fifteen years of practical experience in desert drilling. Previously, he successfully found more than 40 oil wells in the Egyptian desert for American companies.
,well.
There is no doubt that he is a leader in desert work, and he definitely has the perseverance of the camels of the Egyptians. Such a person will not be easily frightened by strange things. What happened today?
"I know... Mr. Scalpel is a big shot, and he gave me a lot of money... But, I have sworn an oath in front of the true God..." His dark eyes shone with despair, and he held his kneecaps with both hands.
, kept twisting and turning.
"Everyone needs to have faith. You are right, but if something so horrific happened underground, forty-one lives were lost - if you are really just, you should tell the truth and rescue those who are in trouble.
workers, right?”
I tentatively brought the topic to the missing workers, but Yelan suddenly screamed: "Rescue? How to rescue them? They have been swallowed by the monster. I'm afraid they will have melted and rotted away by now. How?
rescue?"
He jumped up suddenly, raised his hand and took off a double-barreled shotgun from the wall beside the table, pulled the bolt with a click and held the gun handle tightly, pointing at the tent door.
I was stunned, because Tan Ye also mentioned the word "monster". Is it really true underground? I suddenly laughed. This is the scientific world of the 21st century, not the ancient and absurd era where mythical beasts were rampant. In
Among the nearly 100,000 species of animals known to scientists, there is no such thing as a "monster".
"Calm down, my friend. I think you are overly nervous and hallucinating. Calm down!"
On the table, there was an open bottle of Egyptian wine, and next to it was a half-drunk bowl of wine. I filled the wine bowl and brought it to Yelan. He took the bowl with gritted teeth and drank.
After a few sips, my face was burnt with blood from the alcohol.
I took the gun from his hand and quietly unloaded the bullet. This kind of shotgun produced in Germany has a long range and strong power. It can easily kill an adult camel. It is definitely not a pleasant feeling to hold it in the hands of a madman.
Something pleasing to the eye.
"Tell me about that monster, Mr. Yelan? If your information is useful, I can pay you five hundred dollars." I pretended to be nonchalant, still not believing the remarks about "monsters."
The pungent smell of alcohol filled the tent instantly, and the alcohol burned Yelan's eyes red: "The monster swallowed up the workers. We watched helplessly. The monster's tongue was bright red, like the president on National Day.
The red carpet laid out in front of the Congress. Workers stepped on it, rolled their tongues, and disappeared..."
Yelan murmured and poured the whole bowl of wine quickly.
I sighed helplessly. In this state, it was impossible for Yelan to tell anything new. After all, he firmly believed that there was an indescribable monster underground that devoured the forty-one workers alive.
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A burst of footsteps came quickly, and someone asked for instructions outside the tent: "Mr. Yelan, Dr. Tanano is here to invite you."
Yelan asked drunkenly: "What's the matter? What's the matter with him?"
The man's head emerged from under the curtain. He was a special soldier with a gun across his chest. He glanced at me and continued: "There is a big shot from Japan. He is very interested in you, sir. Please come over and talk."
I thought of the fat man who got off the helicopter and the innocent and lively girl in white. What kind of big shots could they be? Besides, what important matters would a Japanese official have to do in this remote mountainous desert? As we all know,
, the Japanese have always been "don't get up early if there is no profit, and don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if there is anything". They don't bother to take actions that have no profit.
For a moment, some clues seemed to hit my mind, but they were all vague and could not be connected to one place.
Yelan stood up, smiled swayingly, and slowly left with the special forces, heading towards the huge luxury tent in Gu Ye.
I came out of the tent and slapped my forehead hard: "What should I do? The monster appeared, and the work of excavation of the Pyramid of Tucrack Khan was suspended. Alas, the nights are long and the dreams are many! If we continue to delay, I don't know what else will happen!
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According to the original excavation plan of the scalpel, everything was done under the special care of the Egyptian government, under the guise of digging oil wells, to sneak into the tower. For this plan, the amount of bribes he paid to the Egyptian Presidential Palace has reached an astonishing astronomical amount.
Numbers. However, something went wrong as soon as the excavation work of Tanano and his team started. They blatantly invited senior Japanese officials to visit. This was completely different from the original secret excavation idea of the scalpel.
"Crack", in the darkness, someone was using a lighter to light a cigarette.
I turned my head, and within half a second I recognized the wrinkled face of "Dragon". He was hunched over in the dark shadow on the side of the tent, smoking greedily, like a humble gopher at night.
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My heart suddenly moved: "In the situation just now, Long must be the spiritual medium of the true god in the religion. That's why Yelan prayed to him devoutly. Then, wouldn't all the secrets in Yelan's heart be told to him?" Now that's it.
, I can definitely get all the secrets of Yelan from the dragon's mouth.
I touched my pocket, took out a one-hundred-dollar bill and held it in my hand. I slowly walked to Long's eyes and coughed lightly.
Long looked up at me and continued to smoke.
"Friend, I have a hundred-dollar bill in my hand. Do you want it?" I clenched my fist hard, and the brand-new bill made a sure-to-be-peeled sound.
Money is the best bait, and everyone will answer the call, and Long is no exception: "If you want it, of course I want it, sir, what are your orders?" He dropped the cigarette in his hand and hurriedly tied the buttons on his work clothes.
, and then push out your chest vigorously to rejuvenate your appearance and spirit.