Chapter 82 Chapter Eightieth

"Fasten your seatbelts, everyone. We're about to land in five minutes," Teabing's pilot announced loudly, as the Falcon 731 descended into the gray water of early morning drizzle. foggy. Teabing could see the misty mountains of Kent stretching beneath the descending plane.His heart was filled with the joy of returning home.Although it takes less than an hour to fly from Paris to England, it is a world away after all.This morning, the humid spring green of his hometown also looked particularly pleasing to the eye.My years in France are over.I will return to my dear England, triumphant.The keystone was found.Of course, the question of where the keystone will lead us remains unresolved.Maybe somewhere in England.Exactly where, Teabing didn't know yet, but right now, he was tasting the nectar of victory.As Langdon and Sophie watched, Teabing stood up, walked to the far end of the cockpit, and pushed aside the instrument panel on the wall, revealing a well-hidden safe.He entered the password, opened the safe, and took out two passports. "It's for me and Remy." Then he produced a large wad of fifty-pound notes. "There are two more copies for the two of you."

Sophie looked vigilant: "You don't want to bribe us, do you?" "Be more flexible. The staff at Bijinshan Airport will recognize the money in your hand. As soon as we land, there will be a British customs officer at the hangar to greet us and board the plane. I don't want him to come in, I'll tell him I'm traveling with famous people in France. But she doesn't want people to know she's in England to avoid media hype. You know, I always have to pay the sensible official a big tip as a thank you "Langdon was very surprised: "Will the official accept the money?"

"They don't take money from everyone, but they all know me. For God's sake, I'm not an arms dealer. I'm a knight." Enjoy some privileges." Remy came to the corridor at this moment, holding a pistol produced by the German company Heckler & Koch in his hand. "Sir, where is my schedule?" Teabing glanced at the servant: "I want you and my guest to stay on the plane until we come back. We can't take him running around London just yet." Sophie looked very vigilant: "Ray, I'm serious. Yes, the French police will certainly be looking for your plane before we return."

Teabing laughed loudly: "Yeah, you think they have a chance to get in, and how surprised they are to see Remy!" Sophie was very surprised at his boldness: "Sir Lei, you smuggled a hostage who was kidnapped by you across the border. This is not a trivial matter." "My lawyer thinks so too." He frowned and glanced at the back of the cabin. "But that bastard broke into my house and almost killed me. That's an undeniable fact, and Remy can testify." "But you tied him up and brought him to London!" Langdon interrupted abruptly. Teabing raised his right hand, as if swearing in court: "Your Excellency, please forgive a queer old knight for his stupid prejudice against the English court system. I know I should report to the French authorities, but I am a snob, and I don't Trust your laissez-faire French to make a fair verdict. This man almost killed me. Yes, I forced the servants to help me bring him to England. My decision was really hasty, but I was under a lot of pressure You know what? It's my fault, it's all my fault." Langdon refused to believe it: "The pressure comes from yourself, Ray, and maybe it just passed away from you."

"Sir," the pilot called back, "the control tower just sent a signal that there was something wrong on the road near your hangar, so they told me not to take the plane there, but to go directly to the airfield at the airport." Distribution station." Teabinger had been flying to and from Biggin Hill for more than a decade, but this was the first time he had encountered such a problem. "Did they say what's the problem?" "The dispatcher was vague, saying maybe there was a leak at the oil pumping station? They asked me to park the plane in front of the air terminal and said that without further notice, anyone can Can't get off the plane and say it's for safety's sake. We can only get off the plane after the airport authorities have investigated it."

Teabing was dubious.What the hell is the oil pump leaking, there must be some kind of trap in it!The pump station was a good half a mile from his hangar. Remy also said with concern: "Your Excellency, this seems very abnormal." Teabing turned to face Sophie and Langdon, "My friends, I have a bad feeling. I suspect that there is a pick-up team up ahead to welcome us." Langdon lamented desolately, "Maybe Fache will return me to the airport." Treat it as someone from his side." "Either so," said Sophie, "or he was too stubborn to admit his mistake."

Teabing didn't listen to them.Regardless of whether Fache was stubborn or not, something had to be done now.We must not lose sight of the ultimate goal.We are one step away from the Holy Grail.The plane landed below them with a bang. Langdon said regretfully, "Sir Ray, I really should have let the police arrest me and use legal means to solve the problem. I shouldn't be a drag on you." "My God, Robert!" Teabing stopped with a wave of his hand. "Did you really think they'd let the others go? I brought you here and we're already in the same boat."

"Maybe this airport is different?" Sophie said.Teabing shook his head: "If we stop now, the delegation that picks up the plane will come to pick us up in tanks before we get permission to stop elsewhere." Sophie sank in her seat in frustration. Teabing felt that if they were going to delay the confrontation with the British authorities so they could buy time to find the Holy Grail, they would have to act boldly. "Give me a moment," he said, shambling toward the cockpit. "What are you going to do?" Langdon asked. "I've got to go to a sales meeting," Teabing said, not knowing how much it would take to convince the pilot to take an unusual risk.