Chapter 2 Chapter 1 Large-Scale Jewelery Exhibition

The beginning of this story is a preview of a grand jewelry exhibition.The exhibition is jointly organized by twelve world-renowned jewelry companies in New York. No, let's not talk about this jewelry exhibition, let's talk about Jinte first. Remember there was a guy named Gent?I'm afraid I don't remember it.Even if I have been exposed to all kinds of weird stories I narrate, if it can be within thirty seconds.It is a great thing to remember this person and to say in which story this person has appeared.Don't say thirty seconds, even thirty minutes, I'm afraid it's not easy to think of this person.

In fact, I would never think of him if I hadn't seen him again. I have been with this person for quite a long time, more than a month, but during the days with him—for many days, almost day and night, I never heard him say a word.Sometimes, when I spoke to him, he never answered, but just looked at me in a very strange way. It was a very indescribable expression: he was clearly looking at you, but his eyes were loose, and he couldn't guess where the focus of his eyes was.He seems to be in deep thought, and he seems to be extremely confused. His lips are ready to move at any time, but no matter how long you wait, he will never make a sound.

The whole expression, as if he was completely indifferent to everything around him. The result was that, when we parted, no one could stand his excessive silence, and not even Sir Psorli, who was the most polite, said "good-bye" to him. By the way, no one will remember Gint, Sir Pursoli, there must be many people who remember him.The Englishman, who is keen on spirituality, is a main character in the story of "Charcoal". At that time, I informed Sir Pursoli that I had a piece of charcoal, and there might be a ghost in the charcoal. In a big room, trying to contact the soul.

Naturally, there is no need to repeat the result of that incident. The first time I met Gent was when I brought that piece of charcoal to Sir Pursoli’s residence. All of them are already here, and Pusoli introduced them to me one by one. One of them was Gent. Jazz's introduction at the time was very simple. It seems that he himself is not very familiar with Gent, so he just said briefly: "This is Mr. Gent. Mr. Gent, this is Mr. Wesley." I shook hands naturally.I now describe in detail the circumstances of my first meeting with him, because that would give a more thorough introduction to the man.I held out my hand, he held out his hand, and we shook hands.

The way Gent shakes hands is the one I hate the most. Instead of shaking hands with you, he stretches out his hand for you to shake, and his hand has no strength at all. Usually, only female celebrities who are so popular have the habit of shaking hands with people like this.But this Mr. Gent looked at him at the time. He is not tall, no more than 160 centimeters, half bald, and has no charm at all. He looks a bit like a Jew, but he can't be sure. He looks like a bad old man. Looks like, at least 50 years away, actually shake hands with people in this way, it's a bit unreasonable. So, my first impression of him was by no means good.It's just that when I started to describe the "charcoal" incident, the strange things that happened to Gent had already begun.That's why I specially added a sentence: "This person, there will be a little thing in the future, which is very strange, and it started from him."

At Jazz's house, I met with some people who have studied the soul, and then we went to Asia to meet at the home of another friend, Chen Changqing.This gathering lasted longer, and Gent also attended from beginning to end, but he never said a word. My friend Chen Changqing is very good at talking. Once, he monologue to Jin Te for five minutes. Jin Te didn't even express yes or no. What is the origin? Is he deaf or dumb?" I don't know where Gent came from.He was introduced to me by Sir Pursoli. Of course, I am going to ask Sir. I found an opportunity to raise this question to Pusoli, and Pusoli frowned: "Oh, this person, I don't know who he is either."

I laughed and said, "Is this plausible? He appeared in your house and you introduced him to me. You don't know who he is?" Pusoli made a helpless gesture: "The thing is, you know a soul scientist named Kang He?" I shook my head, indicating that I didn't know this person. Pusoli scratched his head, as if he was thinking about how to introduce this person. He finally said, "Do you know the famous magician Houdini?" I said: "Of course I know, Houdini is very obsessed with communicating with souls. As a first-rate magician, he once exposed the fake situation of many seances at that time, and also offended many psychics."

Pusoli said: "Yes, Kang He was a good friend of Houdini's. He had a deep research on soul science and died at the age of ninety. When I was young, I had a letter with him." Sir Pursoli went further and further away, and I hurriedly said, "I'm asking about this man..." The Jazz said: "Yes, three months before you met him, Gent brought a letter to me. The letter was written by Kang He before he passed away. There is no doubt that it was written by him. The letter was written by him. It was very long. I introduced Gent to me. He really doesn’t like to talk. At that time, I asked him why he had had this letter for almost ten years, and he only came to me now, but he didn’t answer.”

I said "Oh": "So, at least the letter gave a specific introduction to Jin Te?" Pusoli said: "I mentioned some, saying that he has profound research on soul science, and he has traveled all over the world. He has lived in some ancient monasteries in Japan and China for a long time, and was in the hands of a great lama in Tibet. status. He also worked as an ascetic monk in a monastery in Greece, and meditated with ascetic monks in India, etc. His experiences seem to be related to religion rather than spirituality. I really shouldn’t invite him here." I thought for a while: "He doesn't hinder us, in fact, religion and spirituality are very closely related, even one becomes two, two become one!"

Sir Pursoli did not immediately answer my question, and we did not discuss this issue any further. Gent has such a wonderful life experience, which made me look at him differently, so when we broke up, I was the only one who shook hands with him to say goodbye, but Gent is still like this, with no strength in his hands, At that time, when he turned away, I really wanted to kick him in the ass hard. Gent, that's all I know about him. I have briefly introduced Gent.Let's talk about that large-scale jewelry exhibition. The jewelry fair is held semi-publicly.The so-called semi-open means that visitors enter the venue with invitation cards, not just anyone can go in and visit.

The person who invited me to visit was a representative of an insurance company in the UK.This insurance company has a long history and excellent credit. This insurance company's achievements in security work and investigation work are unmatched in the world, and Qiao Sen is in charge of this department of the insurance company. It is necessary to briefly introduce Jonson, who is a typical Englishman, usually humorous, extremely serious in his work, and stubborn like a bison carved out of granite.When he joined intelligence work, he was only fifteen years old. He had red hair and spoke good German. He worked in Germany for a long time during the war, and he was born and died several times. The German Secret Police Headquarters listed him as the number one enemy. Jossen is extremely calm, years of training in intelligence work, combined with his nature, he is one of the most calm people I have ever met. I especially emphasize his calmness because some things happened to him, and these things are completely different from his usual extreme calmness, so it looks extraordinarily weird. After the war, he left the army and traveled widely. Later, he served as a senior adviser to Scotland Yard and a senior adviser to Interpol Headquarters. Then he disappeared for a period of time, reappeared as a commissioner of the United Nations Anti-drug Commission, and then left the United Nations to do something so unpopular that a man like him would never imagine Work.The full title of his position is quite long: "Wreck Data Collector".The scope of work is to collect information on various sunken ships and provide these information to large-scale salvage companies. When I met Qiao Sen, he was working as a "wreck data collector". We hit it off immediately and exchanged many strange things with each other. He was in Japan at that time and was collecting information on the whereabouts of a giant warship called "Heavenly Country". . At that time, we were talking in English. After listening to it, I was stunned: "It seems that Japan does not have a warship called 'Tianguo'. Do you remember it wrong?" He took the paper and wrote down the two Chinese characters "Heavenly Kingdom". I shook my head and said, "There is no such warship." He smiled and said: "If even you know, I don't need to collect information. This is the largest warship built by the Japanese Navy at the end of the war. It is bigger than 'Yamato'. All information is absolutely confidential. Even the construction Those who did not know what they built. After Japan surrendered, it was reported that 1,200 officers and soldiers on the battleship decided to commit suicide collectively, scuttled the ship, and lived with the ship. The sinking place is unknown. I just want to find out where it sank. According to the information I have obtained, something incredible happened on this battleship, this incident..." At this point, he lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and did not continue. I didn't expect that the "Heavenly Country", which was built in extreme secrecy in that chat, would have something to do with some strange things later.Moreover, since that time, I have never heard the name "Heavenly Kingdom" from anyone.Once, I mentioned it to a former Japanese navy vice admiral who held a high position in the Navy headquarters. After he heard it, he laughed "haha" and said, "Nonsense, Wei Jun, where did you hear it?" To such an absurd story? No way." At that time, there were quite a few people laughing along with me, which made me very embarrassed, and I almost became angry from embarrassment. Later, I also forgot about the "Heavenly Kingdom".About two years later, when I met him again, he was no longer a "wreck data collector", but changed his job, and his occupation was even less popular, and he was a "researcher of the structure of ancient castles in Europe". I don't know what Qiao Sen did after that.He joined the insurance company as a security officer, and I only found out after I received his letter. Jonsson's long letter, sent along with the invitation, said the reason for inviting me was: "A large jewelry exhibition like this has never been held before, so any unexpected events may happen during the month of the exhibition. and Mr. Wesley is the best man for any unexpected event." That invitation card was printed exquisitely. I have never seen such an exquisite invitation card. I waved the invitation to Bai Su: "There is a jewelry exhibition, do you want to go?" Bai Su didn't seem interested at all: "They didn't invite me." I said, "It doesn't matter, if you want to go..." Before I could finish speaking, Bai Su shook his head: "I heard you mentioned Qiao Sen, but I don't understand why he wants you to go." As I flicked the invitation with my fingers and made a "pat" sound, I was also thinking: Why did Qiao Sen want me to go? Although the reason was written in his letter, the reason is really untenable. Qiao Sen said that such a large-scale jewelry exhibition, any unexpected things can happen, and I have the ability to deal with accidents. Any surprises at jewelry fairs?Of course, it aroused the covetousness of thieves and started with those extremely valuable jewels.As Bai Su said, although I know a few jewel thieves with first-class skills, I have never had contact with them. I just know that jewel thieves, unlike other thieves, almost belong to the scope of artistic work, and one cannot become a first-rate jewel thief without genius.Moreover, first-class jewelry thieves are usually first-class in concealing their identities.I know one of them, with the title of a real earl. I have no interest in the jewelry exhibition itself.What aroused my interest was: Why did Qiao Sen insist on me going. It is actually very easy to get the answer to this question. I don't have to think hard at all, I just need to ask him. So, I called according to the phone number on Qiao Sen's letter, and immediately heard Qiao Sen's cold and hard voice.When he knew it was my long-distance call, his voice became full of enthusiasm: "When are you going to come? I've already prepared a room for you." I knew that it would be a waste of time to beat around the bush with someone like Qiao Sen, so I immediately said, "I won't come unless you let me know the real reason why you want me to come." Qiao Sen stayed for a moment: "Okay, there is indeed a reason, but I can't explain it clearly on the phone. When you come, I will tell you, don't shirk. At that time, if you think this reason is not worth your coming, I will I will tell you another interesting thing as compensation." I was still hesitating and didn't agree immediately, Qiao Sen sighed: "We haven't seen each other for a long time! Even if you just came to see me, why not?" It was hard to refuse such an invitation from a man of Joson's caliber.I also had to sigh: "Okay, I'll do it." I still don't know why Jonson insisted that I go, but I can be sure that there must be something special about the situation. The long-distance flight was not very pleasant and the whole journey was quite boring. When I got off the plane in New York, two well-dressed young men came to me.One of them said: "Mr. Wesley, Mr. Qiao Sen really can't spare time, so he told us to come pick you up." The two young men gave their names and behaved politely. I handed them my luggage and left the airport with them, got into the car, and drove to our destination. The destination is a luxury hotel, and the jewelry is on display in the exhibition hall of this hotel.From the first day of this month, the hotel no longer accepts ordinary guests, but only rents rooms to guests of the jewelry exhibition. The rooms in the hotel are big or small, luxurious or ordinary. People who come to visit think they have a lot of status. Of course, everyone wants to book the most luxurious room.The hotel's measures are very tough, accepting reservations, but the rooms have to be allocated by them. Before I entered the counter, as soon as the clerk saw the two young men, he said loudly: "Mr. Wei, your suite is on the twentieth floor. The distinguished guests on the twentieth floor include Miss Sophia Loren, the Duke of Gendig and Thailand. Princess Manny, if you think it's not suitable, you can change it." I smiled and said, "It fits very well." The equipment in the suite is extremely luxurious. As soon as I entered the room, I said, "Where is Qiao Sen? When can I see him?" The two young men glanced at each other, and one said: "He is at the exhibition site. If Mr. Wei is in a hurry to see him, we can lead the way. There is no special pass for that place, so you can't approach it." The other's expression seemed a bit ambiguous, and he hesitated in his speech: "Mr. Wei, why don't you take a break? Mr. Qiao Sen has...emotional...a little unstable...he is working and doesn't like people to disturb him .” I was stunned for a moment, and I couldn't help but get angry, but the other party seemed to be a child who didn't know much, so it wasn't worth being angry with him.So I endured it, and said coldly: "First, as far as I know, people all over the world will be emotionally unstable, and Mr. Qiao Sen will definitely not. Second, I am specially invited by him. If he has If you show half unwelcome, I will leave immediately." My words were already the most polite possible, but the young man was still blushing, trying to argue, but he didn't know how to speak. I couldn't bear it, so I reached out and patted his shoulder: "Forget it, take me down to see him." The young man was still blushing: "Really, Mr. Qiao Sen's mood is very...unstable." I heard him mention it repeatedly, and I couldn't help but feel puzzled.I was already walking towards the door, but then I turned around and asked, "Why is his mood unstable?" The two young men looked at each other again, and said with a blushing face, "We live in two different rooms in the same suite with Mr. Qiao Sen. There is a living room between the rooms..." I didn't wait for him to continue, so I interrupted him with a wave of my hand: "You don't need to describe your living environment, just tell me how unstable his mood is." The young man said: "For several days, he talked in his sleep." When I heard it, I couldn't help laughing.The two young men looked annoyed.The other said anxiously: "It's true, we heard it all." I took a few steps forward and put my hands on their shoulders. I wanted to explain to them, but then I thought, why bother talking to young people like them?So, I stopped talking, just smiled lightly: "That's nothing, let's go." One of the two young people seemed to be more impulsive and stubborn: "He talked in his dreams very strangely, and he came and went with those two sentences." I couldn't bear it anymore. I was very angry at their ignorance, and my face darkened: "Listen, everyone can talk in their sleep, but only Qiao Sen can't. He is an excellent intelligence officer who has strictly trained himself. Not only do they not talk in their dreams, but they can go a step further and control their own will, deliberately speaking in their dreams to confuse others. There are no more than a hundred people in the world who can do this, and Qiao Sen is one of them." Another young man saw that I was really angry, and hurriedly said: "Then maybe...we heard it wrong." The stubborn one is still insisting: "No, we heard it right, he was talking in his sleep, we heard it again last night. He was saying loudly: 'I don't! We don't! Do you have it? Do you have it?'" I stared at the young man, his expression was stubborn and stubborn, so I could only sigh: "Maybe he is talking to someone?" The young man said: "No, he is the only one in the room!" I laughed helplessly: "Is it worth discussing this issue?" At last the obstinate fellow agreed, but he muttered, "I'm telling the truth." I didn't speak again, walked over and opened the door, and walked out. In the past few days, the guests in this hotel are all wealthy and dignitaries from all over the world, so the security work is unsurpassed. Except for the private bodyguards brought by the distinguished guests, the hotel On the other hand, nearly a hundred security personnel were also invited. As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw four typical British security guards hovering at the door of a suite. Of course, they were the guards of the Duke of Gendig.In addition, there are four dark-skinned, short, and very strong-looking people who are guarding in front of another suite at the end. They may be the bodyguards of the Thai princess.In the corridors, at the entrance of the elevator, at the entrance of the stairs, and the security personnel of the hotel. The two young men and I came to the elevator entrance, and when the elevator arrived, we stepped in together. The closed-circuit television camera tube in the elevator was rotating.The elevator went down until it stopped at the floor of the exhibition hall. I couldn't help being startled by the battle outside. The heavily armed guards stood guard on the hall, in front of the gate, with serious expressions, as if facing an enemy. Judging from the situation, the guards were stricter than Hitler's secret base camp back then. As soon as the three of us stepped out of the elevator, a middle-aged man with a rather gloomy face yelled, "Please stop." Although he added the word "please" on top of "stop", his tone lacked respect. I didn't want to follow his orders at all, but the young man beside me held me back.The middle-aged man came over and circled my body with the detection instrument, up and down.The young man beside me said, "Tell Mr. Johnson that Mr. Wesley is here." Immediately, another person picked up the radio and conveyed this sentence. The door of the venue opened, and Qiao Sen appeared at the door.At this point, my tolerance was at its limit. As soon as I saw Qiao Sen, I said loudly, "Qiao Sen, do you know what I'm thinking? I was thinking, should I challenge the security system here! " I purposely raised my voice so that everyone could hear me.For a while, the atmosphere was tense.Qiao Sen took two steps forward: "Wei, they can't afford this kind of joke. I'm sorry, all the inconvenience is due to my order." When Qiao Sen just came out, I didn't look at him carefully. At this moment, when he opened his mouth, his voice was full of tiredness. I couldn't help being stunned for a moment. It's really not like him. When I saw him clearly, I was even more stunned. The last time I saw him, he had red hair, was full of muscles, and was full of energy, but at this moment, Qiao Sen, who was standing in front of me, had the same red hair and a strong body, but looked tired. What surprised me even more was that all the energy in his body seemed to have disappeared without a trace. Whether a person looks energetic or listless is pretty abstract.However, when I saw Qiao Sen, I felt this feeling more strongly than ever before.I believe anyone who has seen him before will feel the same way. My expression must have strongly expressed my surprise, so Qiao Sen immediately reached out and touched his own face, showing a bitter expression: "What's wrong with me?" I sighed and went over to shake his hand: "You don't seem very well." Qiao Sen was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "I... am too tired. This exhibition is killing me." I heard him say this, I felt very sympathetic to him, and shook my head: "Why do you have to be so nervous? I don't think it's more difficult than dealing with the Nazis. Is there anything I can do to help?" Qiao Sen looked a little happier: "Yes, I will give you an address, you go over there to meet a man. This man is a super jewel thief, you have to try to let him know that there is absolutely no way to attack this exhibition. May succeed..." As he spoke, he fumbled around his body until he reached the third pocket, took out a folded envelope, and handed it to me.Seeing his actions like this, I couldn't help frowning again: Only people who are extremely distracted and regretful are like this! I took the envelope: "When shall we have a glass of wine?" Qiao Sen said: "I'll come to you at night." He beckoned the gloomy middle-aged man over: "Mr. Wesley is my good friend, he can come in and out freely in the future, don't carry out routine security procedures on him .” The man agreed, and I looked around the venue, and saw that many engineers were busy working, and Qiao Sen also seemed to force me to do it, so I had no choice but to say, "Okay, see you tonight." I turned around and walked into the elevator by myself. When I arrived at the lobby, I opened the envelope. Inside was an address and a blurry profile. Johnson said that the person I was going to meet was a super jewel thief. Although the photo was blurry, I felt very familiar. The address is a high-end residential area in New York. I didn't expect to come all the way to do such a thing. Although the boss didn't want to, but since he agreed, I had to do it first. Qiao Sen handled the matter very well and prepared a car for me. When I got to that address, I couldn't help but hesitate.It's nerve-wracking how things work out, and I can't just go up and ring the bell and say, "Are you a super jewel thief?" and then say, "Let me warn you, don't make up your mind." It's really like this, it's strange not to be sent to a mental hospital.So, after getting off the car, I came to the gate of the building, and I was still thinking about how to proceed. It was a very high-end residential building. There was a large open space at the gate, and a tall modern sculpture was erected. I stood beside this sculpture and looked at the building. The door of the building is made of glass, and you can see the lobby paved with marble, where there are two uniformed officials.The address I was given was the top floor of this building.Generally speaking, the top floor of this type of building is the most luxurious unit in the whole building. I was thinking about how to proceed, and I caught the attention of those two clerks.I saw them talking for a while, and then one of them opened the door and walked towards me. I couldn't help but feel very embarrassed, and at the same time made a decision in my heart: if he yells at me and drives me away, then I'll just knock him out, rush in, and knock out the other one, so I can go upstairs to see me The person to meet. However, what happened next was unexpected. The Si Yan came to me and said very politely, "Sir, are you sent by Mr. Qiao Sen?" I froze for a moment, very happy, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes." Nasi Yan hurriedly said: "The gentleman on the top floor has been waiting for you for several days, please come in." Following him to the door, the clerk inside rushed to open the door. After I went in, I gave them a considerable reward, and the attitude of the two became more respectful. A driver pressed the intercom: "Sir, the person sent by Mr. Qiao Sen is here."