Chapter 4 Chapter 15: The Mystery of Hieroglyphics

I saw that the few lines read: "I received a hundred thousand dollars from xxx, the price of killing a person is not low, especially xxx, a stinky pig, his life is so high? Black will do this well." something." Here, the hidden previous name, that person is still alive, he is a celebrity in the American countries, and his name is often mentioned in newspapers.The latter person is already dead—of course he is dead, because Black rarely misses.That person is also a celebrity and a political enemy of the previous person.This is a despicable political assassination. If it is announced, the impact on that country can be imagined.

I know how many such records are in the notebook I am holding! My palms can't help sweating faintly! What I have now can be said to be all the records of political assassinations in various countries in the world after the end of World War II!Such a record, of course, many people want to get it. If I were a person who relied on extortion for a living, then I got such a notebook, which is tantamount to opening a gold mine! But I don't live by extortion, so this notebook will bring disaster to me. I closed the notebook and remained silent for a while, Wang Jun's driving skills were not very good, the car was bumping abnormally, and my thoughts were equally restless.In the end, I decided to destroy the blotter without even looking at it.

Because everything recorded in this notebook is really ugly, it unreservedly exposes the ugliest side of human nature!A well-known politician, his high-sounding remarks are spread in newspapers all over the world. He has a high status and is respected by people.However, this is the superficial situation, what is behind it?In order to obtain his current status, he has used all despicable means, including such things as paying for murder! I didn't have the mind to pay attention to the scenery along the way, because I was extremely uncomfortable by those extremely ugly things.It wasn't until I realized that I was surrounded by all kinds of machine sounds that I looked around as if I had just woken up from a dream.

The car has already arrived at the construction site, and has already passed the simple building of the construction site office, heading for the dormitory of the engineering personnel, which is a kind of mobile house. Wang Jun owns such a house because of his high position.The appearance of the house is not very good-looking, but the equipment inside is quite complete. Wang Jun led me in, and after a moment of silence with me, he sighed and said, "Wesley, maybe I was wrong, you know I'm very impulsive, don't blame me?" I smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Go and do your work, I want to take a good rest."

Wang Jun smiled embarrassedly and walked out. I watched him go to the office, and immediately took a porcelain plate, found gasoline, poured it on the notepad, lit it, and set it on fire. The notebook was burned to ashes. Then, I sat down. Of course, I didn't burn Braque's letter. I pulled out his letter, and I couldn't help laughing when I only read half of it! As soon as Jack and I knew that the cold-blooded Braque had become an invisible man, Jack also felt extremely panicked, because Braque was an extremely dangerous person, and he became invisible to people. Wouldn't it be more dangerous and difficult to prevent?

However, sometimes things cannot be deduced with common sense. At this time, I read Braque's letter to Lomono, and then I realized that Jack and I's panic was completely superfluous! I laughed and read the letter, only to realize that Lomono's purpose in coming to Egypt was exactly the same as mine. I came to find a way to restore Wang Yan and Yan Fen, and Lomono came to find a way to restore Braque.Maybe Lomono is more ambitious than me, maybe he's looking for a way to hide his heart. Lomono is dead, of course he has no way to achieve his goal, what about me?Can I achieve my goal?At this time, I can't even be sure of myself.

Here is Braque's letter: "Hess: (Brack calls Lomono 'Hess', which proves my inference is correct. Hess is a very common German name. Of course it can't be his real name, but it can be done. Sure, he's a German, not really Professor Lomono.) "Return the money paid by XXX. I have no way to do this. Originally, this matter was easy. Our target left his country despite all warnings, but I didn't Way to approach him. "You may be wondering, haven't I become an invisible person? Why can't I carry out the mission instead? Hess, think about it, I can't wear a gun! Yes, I can't wear a gun, once I wear the gun Well, people can see the gun but can't see me, what will happen? And I can't rush forward and strangle the man I want to kill, I'm done, Hess, our careers are over!

"I went to the airport and it was very close to my target, but I didn't do it. I was very scared in my heart. I was afraid of being known and discovered. You have to know that for many years, the gun has been a part of my body. It is the same as one of my hands and one foot, but suddenly, my body betrays the gun, my body becomes transparent, but the gun is still a gun, if even the gun can be hidden, That would be great. "I can't even get dressed, and I know I can't be seen, but I—oh, Hess, you won't understand me when I tell you, you go naked when everyone is clothed , do you have such experience?

(That's where I couldn't help laughing, poor naked Brack!) "I hope you can get some results. I want to be an ordinary person, someone who can be seen by others. I don't want to stay in the house all day. I want to go outside. You know, once, I went to While watching a movie, a daredevil sat down on me. When I pushed him away, I will never forget the look on his face, but I dare not go to the movies again. "I'm not such a talkative person, but this letter is so long, Hess, you know, I'm afraid! Braque." In Braque's letter, he fully demonstrated the kind of fear in his heart.

Originally, he was a cold-blooded animal who killed people without blinking an eye, and a daring murderer. Maybe he didn't know what fear was, but now, he lived in fear and despair all day long! This is the most appropriate punishment for Brac!After reading the letter, I slept comfortably on Wang Jun's bed. When I woke up, Wang Jun was by my side. I smiled: "I want to go back to Cairo. Is there a plane?" Wang Jun said: "Yes, it is the one we flew in." I was surprised: "The same pilot?" Wang Jundao: "I've already told you that the two pilots were bought by Lomono, and they got a lot of benefits. They resigned as soon as they arrived at the construction site! That plane is now parked at the temporary airport, waiting A new pilot from Cairo is here to fly."

I thought about it. "Maybe I could try to fly this plane to Cairo." Wang Jun hurriedly said: "It would be great if you could, there are two high-ranking personnel who are jumping their feet in a hurry because they can't go back to Cairo!" I said: "Okay, please go and arrange for me. this matter." Wang Jun walked away. An hour later, he came back and told me that everything was ready. He advised me not to fly at night, but I was very impatient. I followed him to the airport. My two passengers, I was anxious to go back to Cairo again, and looked at me suspiciously. I remembered what the American pilot said when I came here, and I also said to these two people: "Pray!" Those two people got on the plane with pale faces, and one of them was still asking me: "Don't you have a co-pilot?" I ignored them and got into the cockpit. It was an old-fashioned plane, and I knew how to control it. The difficulty was that I was not familiar with the route, and it was a night flight. But this difficulty can be overcome through continuous contact with Cairo. There was nothing wrong with the plane. When it stopped at Cairo Airport, I went to see the two passengers. Their faces were still terribly white! I returned to the hotel and rested until dawn. The so-called "rest" actually meant sitting and studying the hieroglyphs I had traced on the stone wall of the seventh secret room. But after a night of hard work, I got nothing. I looked at the street, and after dawn, there were already hurried pedestrians. I contacted the local university and found out that there was a Professor Gurdina who was an expert in the study of ancient characters. Through his secretary, I contacted He made an appointment. At ten o'clock in the morning, I had already met Professor Gurdina in his office. Gurdina was an Englishman, but he had lived in Egypt longer than he had lived in England, so that his complexion also looked Egyptian.He considered Egypt to be his true homeland. I walked into his office, and he was buried in a pile of ancient books, compiling his handouts, and two female secretaries beside him were shorthanding the words he sent out from time to time, which were extremely specialized research results. I waited for about seven or eight minutes before Professor Gedina raised his head, pushed his glasses, and glanced at me: "Young man, it is said that you need my help?" I hurriedly said: "Yes." Ge Dina pointed to the ancient books piled up on his desk: "You can also see that I am very busy, what do you want, just tell him directly." I quickly took out the paper with hieroglyphs from my bag: "I found these ancient characters in an ancient temple. I believe that these characters are related to a very mysterious thing, but I can't see it." I understand, so I want you to read it." Professor Gerdina was very interested, stood up, and took the paper in my hand. But almost immediately, an angry look appeared on his face, he raised his head, waved the paper with his hand, and said loudly, "Young man, what do you mean?" I was taken aback and thought I had given him another piece of paper by mistake.But when Professor Gurdina was waving that piece of paper, I could see clearly that it was full of hieroglyphs I had traced from the wall, and I didn't know why he suddenly became angry. Professor Ge Dina continued to wave the paper: "Do you think I am proficient in any ancient hieroglyphs of any nation in any part of the world? Why don't you show me some ancient Chinese oracle bone inscriptions." I waited for him to lose his temper before pointing to the piece of paper: "Professor, the text on it is indeed traced by me from an ancient temple in Egypt." Professor Ge Dina was stunned for a while, looked at me for a while, then brought the piece of paper to his eyes, and looked at it for a while: "Can you tell me, where is that ancient temple?" I hurriedly said, "It's next to the largest water conservancy project in Egypt, we can—" Originally I wanted to say "we can watch together", but before I finished speaking, I immediately thought that the temple was blown up, so I smiled bitterly: "But this temple has been blown up!" An angry look appeared on the face of Professor Gerdina. He raised his hand and threw the paper back to me: "Young man, if you want to waste your own time, I have no objection, but you don't want to come here." disturb me!" I quickly said, "Don't you believe what I say?" Professor Gedina sat down: "I have no way to believe that the Great Temple is one of the most mysterious temples in Egypt. Before its fate was decided, several famous scholars and I once organized an observation Tuan, we took pictures of almost every corner of this temple through photography. You know, we have no way to preserve the real objects, so we have to preserve the films—" When he spoke up to this point, he paused for a moment, and then said: "However, among us, none of us found these words, young man, your lie is too clever." I suppressed the anger in my heart, because I never thought that he was such a stubborn person. I coughed twice to hide my embarrassment, and said, "Then, professor, have you ever heard of the 'Sopa' family?" Almost without thinking, the professor resolutely said: "No. The ancient Egyptians are very complicated, especially in the desert. But I can be sure that there is no Sopa, or, until now, there has been no The Sopa Tribe was found—” When he said this, his complexion suddenly changed, he stretched out his hand to support his glasses, and said to himself: "Sopa? Sopa?" He murmured a few times, and immediately told the female secretary, "Julie, go to the library and fetch that 'Compilation of Overseas Traffic Information in Ancient Egypt' for me." I quickly said, "Professor, what did you find?" Professor Gurdina pushed his glasses again: "I remember, I once saw the 'Sopa' ethnic group, when this book comes, I can show you the records about the Sopa people in the book, But as far as I can remember, it seems to have only been mentioned once in that book." I hurriedly asked again: "Professor, you just said that the temple is the most mysterious temple in Egypt, what do you mean?" The professor seemed to no longer regard me as a troublemaker. He thought for a while and said: "According to the results of our research, the establishment of this temple was in the heyday of Egypt. At that time, the temple built in Egypt Many temples are extremely magnificent in scale, and the gods worshiped are all gods believed in at that time, but there is only one exception." I asked, "What kind of god is worshiped in that temple?" Professor Gedina shook his head: "It's very strange, the god enshrined in this temple is called the 'invisible god', we can't find such a god who was once believed in by the Egyptians in the history of Egypt But, there is indeed such a temple, moreover, that big temple cannot be built by the people themselves, it must have been built under the order of the Pharaoh—” He scratched his scalp: "This is even more puzzling. The Pharaoh of Egypt always believed that he was the incarnation of the god worshiped by the people. He would never allow people to worship another kind of god. But that Pharaoh, but built such a great temple!" When I heard "The Invisible God", I had a strange thought in my heart. So, after the professor finished speaking, I said: "Professor, do you think that at that time, there were really a few 'invisible gods' who came to Egypt, and that's why the Egyptians built a temple for them?" ?” Professor Gurdina stared at me, with the look on his face, he clearly thought I was a lunatic! However, I know that what I expected was right, the "invisible God" is actually the "invisible man".The ins and outs of the matter have gradually become clear. After the fall of the Inca Empire, about seven people, carrying the brass box containing the mineral that emits that strange light that makes people invisible, went around the world to seek restoration. Methods. I suppose they came to Egypt at last, and their bodies were invisible, which of course shocked the Egyptians, so the great temple was built for them.I assume that Yige is their descendants, but why can their descendants be passed down to this day?It was in Egypt, of course, that they found their way to recovery. They found the recovery process, which may be all in the hieroglyphs I traced down, but now even Professor Gurdina can't understand those hieroglyphs! I took a breath: "Professor, then, do you know that there are seven other secret sacrificial rooms in this big temple, which are specially set up for the Sopa people?" Professor Godina laughed: "I've heard of it, of course I've heard of it, a lunatic named Igger told everyone his story, and said that there was a well-made box that cost two hundred pounds. price, sell it to anyone who is willing to buy it!" After listening to Professor Gedina's words, I couldn't help but sighed. Poor Yige, no one believed his words at all.Of course, he reduced the asking price of 200 pounds to 50 pounds only when no one believed it, and only then did he find Wang Jun as his client. I smiled bitterly: "Then, you don't believe what he said!" Professor Gurdina repeated: "Crazy, crazy!" I don't know if he's scolding me or Iggy. At this moment, the female secretary, already holding three volumes of books, returned to the office.Professor Gurdina took one of them and turned a few pages: "Look, here it is." I leaned over and saw a picture, it was a broken stone, and some ancient Egyptian characters were engraved on the stone. , is the words "the Sopa people brought the invisible". Of course, this is not a complete sentence, because this stone is not complete at all. Below, there is a note on the origin of the stone, saying that in 1843, an Arab caravan passed through the desert and found a lonely pyramid. This stone was brought down and brought to Cairo. The Englishman died of a fever as soon as he arrived in Cairo, so people thought he had damaged the pyramid, so he fell under an ancient spell and died. No one has mentioned the pyramid since then. It wasn't until this century that archaeologists set off a pyramid craze that no one thought of the pyramid, but someone, based on the location recorded in the British diary, organized a team to search for it, but they didn't find it. Maybe the pyramid , has been submerged by yellow sand.In the appendix of that book, there is the Englishman's diary, which records the location of the pyramid in great detail. As for the stone brought back, the ancient Egyptian text on it has been translated, which is the words "the Sopa people brought the invisible". Since this book is devoted to the study of the history of exchanges between ancient Egypt and other nations, it is believed that in ancient times, at least one "Sopa tribe" had been to Egypt. However, the "Sopa tribe" cannot be traced. I don't know what kind of nation it is. The author of the book said that he hopes that someone can discover the pyramid again. Then, there should be further information on this matter. The compilers of the three thick volumes of information obviously didn't pay much attention to this matter, and it didn't take up much space.After reading it, Professor Gerdina actually remembered that his memory is indeed admirable. I closed the book: "Okay, I have obtained a lot of materials I want." I picked up the paper again: "Professor, do you think this must not be an ancient Egyptian script?" Professor Gurdina said decisively: "No." I had my last hope: "So, do you know where this text is?" Professor Gurdina stared at me: "Do you think that a person who studies ancient Egyptian writing can call out all the weird names of hieroglyphs?" I touched another nail, so I had to smile bitterly: "Okay, then I'll take my leave." .” Professor Gurdina waved his hand and went back to his research work. I exited his office and stood at the door for a while before I lowered my head and walked slowly forward in the corridor. I never imagined that I would not be able to solve the mysteries of these hieroglyphs when I came to visit Professor Gurdina. But I had another unexpected harvest, because I knew that in the desert, there was a pyramid related to the Sopa people.The inscription on that stone reads "The Sopa tribe brought the invisible god". I believe the original text of the whole sentence must be "The Sopa tribe brought the invisible god".That's more evidence of my previous assumptions. But what good is that? Many days have passed, Wang Yan and Yan Fen, who were waiting for me on that small isolated island, pinned all their hopes on me, but so far, what have I got? I couldn't help but smile bitterly, and I didn't look up until I walked out of the corridor and the sun was shining on me. What should I do next? Of course, I should try to understand the meaning of those hieroglyphs.However, who can help me? I stood at the end of the corridor, looking at the college students walking around the campus, I felt at a loss in my heart, and couldn't help but sighed deeply. All the adventures in the past few years have been too smooth for me. Well, now it looks like I'm about to suffer a major setback!