Chapter 9 chapter eight

"Here it is," Cam said. "Are you sure?" Pazar asked in surprise. "Absolutely, this is the home of the Sphinx Chief Guard." "Why so sure?" Cam smiled grimly. "Thanks to my brush, as long as it shows its teeth and claws, even the mute can speak." When Pazar felt that something was wrong, Kem immediately continued: "It's very effective. If you want to know the answer, the answer will come out." The two of them eyed the poorest suburbs of Memphis.Although the residents here have enough to eat like other Egyptians, most of the houses are dilapidated and hygiene is also a problem.Residents here include Syrians waiting for work, rural folks who come to the city to earn money, and widows with little income.This is definitely not the place for the guardian of Egypt's famous Sphinx.

"I'll ask," Cam suggested. "This area is not very safe, it is best not to venture alone." "Okay, listen to you." Pazar was surprised to find that the doors and windows of the houses they passed were all closed, and the hospitality that the Egyptians always valued was completely absent here.The baboon was bouncing forward impatiently, while Camkem kept checking the roof. Pazar didn't understand his intention, "What are you worried about?" "Archer." "Why would anyone want to murder us?" "The person who is going to investigate is you. Now that you have got such a result, it means that the matter is not simple. If I were you, I would stop."

Pazar knocked on the seemingly solid palmwood door. There were sounds of someone walking inside, but no one opened the door. "Open the door, this is Judge Pazar." The room was silent again.Forcibly invading people's houses is an illegal act, and Pazar is conflicted in his heart, hoping to come up with a way to get the best of both worlds. "You miss your baboon..." "The killer swore that his food was also paid for by the public, and his participation must be included in the report." “Reality must integrate theory.” "That's good!" Cam said.

The supernatural power of the baboon was beyond Pazar's expectation, and he knocked open the door in a short while.Fortunately, the killer is on the side of the law.Because of the mats hung in front of the windows, it was dark in the two cabins of the house, and a white-haired woman was hiding in the corner of the second room. "Don't hit me," she begged, "I swear I didn't say anything." "Don't worry, I'm here to help you." Pazar helped her up as he spoke, but her eyes were filled with fear. "Baboon! It will tear me to pieces."

"No," said the judge reassuringly. "It's kept by the police. Are you the wife of the head of the Sphinx?" "yes……" Her voice was so weak that she could barely hear it.Pazar invited the woman to sit on the mat. "Where's your husband?" "He...he went away." "Why did you move out of the dormitory?" "Because he resigned." "I am investigating whether there is any illegality in his transfer, and the official document does not mention his resignation." Pazar said straight to the point. "Maybe I made a mistake..."

"What happened? I'm not your enemy, if there's anything you can use me for, just tell me. " the judge asked softly. "Who sent you here?" The woman was still wary. "I was not sent, I was looking into it myself because I didn't want to approve a decision that was unclear." Tears filled the old woman's eyes.With a trembling voice, she said, "Are you... sincere?" "I swear in the name of Pharaoh." "My husband is dead." "What you said is true?" Pazar was so shocked beyond description by the other party's confession.

The old woman continued: "The military assured me that there would be a funeral for him and ordered me to move here. As long as I keep my mouth shut, I can get a small pension on time until I die. "Did they say how he died?" " "It was an accident." "I'll find out," the judge assured her. But the woman's reaction was surprisingly indifferent. "What does it matter?" "Let me help you arrange a safe place to live." "I'm staying here to die. Come on, please." Nabamun, the chief physician of the Egyptian royal palace, is in his sixties, but he is skilled in maintenance.He still has countless titles and medals of honor, and he spends most of his time receiving guests and banquets.As for the clinic, he is seen by a group of ambitious young doctors.Tired of seeing other people in pain, Nebamon chose to pursue the fun and lucrative practice of cosmetic surgery.

Ladies want to erase the blemishes of their faces and make their opponents look like black, only Nebamun can restore them to youthful and charming, youthful.At this time, the Chief Physician was thinking about the luxurious stone gate in front of his future tomb, which represented the pharaoh's honor and favor. The emperor personally made the gate jamb into dark blue. This is the honor that many royal ministers dream of!Nebamun is rich, famous and flattered by Fang Ah. All he heals are foreign royals and wealthy people who do not pay high prices to seek medical treatment.Before agreeing to treat them, he would study them in detail first, and then only accept patients with mild illnesses that could be easily cured, because if the treatment failed, it would damage his reputation.

His private secretary announced Nefiri's arrival. The woman annoys Nebamon because she refuses to join his team.He was very angry and decided that if she got the license, he would definitely find a way to strip her of all administrative rights and keep her away from the palace.Some people said that she was born with the gift of studying medicine, and that her ability to sense the radiation of objects allowed her to make a quick and accurate diagnosis, so he decided to give her another chance before expressing his hostility and trying to arrange a low-level job for her. . "I want to arrange a job for you."

"I'm going to Sais the day after tomorrow." "I know, but it won't take up too much of your time." Nefeli was indeed very beautiful, and Nebamun had always dreamed of having a mistress so young and beautiful, so that he would be more glorious in the social occasions of high society.However, the noble aura she radiated made him dare not make any mistakes. It might not be easy to lure her into the bait with the usual compliments, but she really makes people want to try. "The case of my patient is very interesting," he went on, "from a large middle-class family, well-to-do, well-known."

"What's up with her?" "It's a happy event: she's married." "Oh? Is this a disease?" Nefiri felt puzzled. "Her husband has a request to reshape a part of her body that he doesn't like." Nebamun didn't tell her that he had received ten jars of rare balms and spices from the other party for this operation, so there was absolutely no room for failure. "I'd love for you to help me, Nefiri, because you have a steady hand. And I'll write you a very helpful recommendation. Would you like to meet my patient? "He didn't give Neferi time to reply, and brought Lady Sirix in. The lady covered her face in horror when she saw Nefiri. "I don't want others to see me. I'm too ugly." Mrs. Silix's body was cleverly covered by a large robe, but her round figure was still visible. "What did you eat?" "I... didn't pay special attention." "Do you like to eat cakes?" "like." "It would be better to eat less. May I see your face?" Neferi's gentle tone made Sirix move his hands away without hesitation. "You look very young." "I'm twenty years old." "Why not keep it as it is?" "My husband says I look ugly! I want to make him happy." "Isn't that too embarrassing?" "He was very insistent...and I said yes!" "You have to let him know he was wrong." Nebamon on the side gradually began to get angry. "We don't need to judge patients' motivations, just satisfy their wishes." "I don't want this girl to suffer," Nefiri retorted. Nabamun finally couldn't restrain his anger: "Get out!" "my pleasure." "You're doing it wrong, Nefiri." "I think this is the best way to do a doctor's bounden duty." "You don't understand anything, and your career as a doctor is over." Hearing the clerk Yaluo coughing lightly from time to time, Pazar couldn't help but raised his head and asked, "Is there any trouble?" "It's a notice." "For me?" "For you. The elder of the door hall wants you to see him immediately." Pazar had to put down his pen and ink and go. In front of the palace, there is a wooden gate hall, where the judges administer justice.Judges listen to complaints in the gate hall, distinguish right from wrong and right from wrong, and protect the weak from oppression by the powerful.The gate hall controlled by the elders is just in front of the palace, shaped like a square, and the innermost part is the court.Whenever the prime minister meets the pharaoh, he never forgets to greet the elders of the gate hall. The courtroom was empty at this time.Sitting on a golden wooden chair, wearing a cross-front loincloth, the elder has a calm face, and his strong and strong character is well known. "You are Judge Pazar?" Pazar saluted respectfully, and the presence of the magistrate made him a little uneasy. "The new official took office three fires, are you satisfied with yourself?" The elder asked in a commentary tone. "My greatest wish is that the world will become wise enough that judges will no longer be needed. But this childish dream is becoming more and more vague." "Although you have been in Memphis for a short time, I have heard many rumors about you. Do you know your duties?" "That's what my life is all about." "You have a heavy workload and are very efficient." "I don't think it's enough. I'll be more effective when I understand the difficulties of the job better." "Efficiency... what do these two words mean?" "Let everyone be treated fairly. Isn't this exactly our ideal and principle?" Pazar asked back. "Who says it's not?" The elder's voice became hoarse.He stood up and began to take square steps. "I don't think it's appropriate to say what you said about Dentist Kadash." "I suspect him." "What about the evidence?" "It said in my report that I found no evidence and that's why I took no action against him. " "Then why bother with such a pointless challenge?" "I want to draw your attention to him. I think your information should be more complete than mine." The elder didn't move, but couldn't hide his anger. "Be careful what you say, Judge Pazar! Are you implying that I have hidden documents?" "I definitely don't mean that. If you think it's necessary, I'm willing to investigate." Pazar quickly explained. The justice relaxed a little, and continued to ask: "Let's forget about Kadashi's matter. Why did you mess with Dennis?" Pazar still did not change his firm attitude. "As to his guilt, there is no doubt." "Isn't there a note attached to the bill against him?" asked the chancellor. "That's right, the words 'closed and archived' were indeed written, so I specially tried this case first." "Did you know that I wrote these... suggestions?" Pazar did not answer directly, but directly said what was in his heart: "These big men should lead by example, and should not use their wealth to exploit ordinary people." "You forget that there are economic considerations." "Egypt is tantamount to a death sentence when economic needs override justice." Pazar's strong rebuttal shook the gate hall elder.When he was young, he had the same enthusiasm and the same ideas as Pazar.Then, he began to face a series of difficult cases, promotion considerations, necessary compromises, agreements and reconciliations, concessions to his superiors, and growing older... "What makes you dissatisfied with Dainis?" "You know that." "Do you think he deserves a sentence for what he did?" "The answer is obvious." The elder of the door hall could not admit to Pazar that he had just talked to Dainis, and Dainis also asked him to transfer the young judge.He wondered how persistent the young man was. "Are you really determined to continue the investigation?" "yes." "Do you know that I can send you back to your original village immediately?" "I know." "Doesn't that fact change your mind?" "cannot." "You really don't make sense at all?" "Actually, you are just trying to influence my decision. Dennis is an opportunist who enjoys undue privileges and profits from them. Since this case is within my jurisdiction, why should I ignore it?" The elder of the door hall fell into deep thought after hearing his words.Usually, he adheres to the belief of serving the country and is always very decisive in dealing with things.But Pazar's attitude reminded him of his old self, how he, too, had been so young, so driven, so fearless.In the future, the dream of the young man in front of him will also be shattered, but he has the courage to challenge the impossible, is he wrong?Although the elder couldn't help agreeing in his heart, he still wanted to persuade him. "Dainis is rich and powerful, and his wife is a strong woman in the business world. Thanks to them, the transportation of materials can be carried out so regularly and smoothly. What good does it do for you to overthrow the status quo?" "Please don't treat me as a defendant. In fact, even if Dennis is sentenced, the cargo ships traveling on the Nile River will never disappear from now on." After a long silence, the elder sat back in his seat.He knew Pazar was right. "Just do what you think you should do, Pazar."