Chapter 7 Chapter VII

On the night of February 9, if the door of Room 19 of the United Hotel had not been closed tightly and hung with a heavy curtain, the travelers who lived in the room on the side of the Place Jacques Heart would have been awakened from their dreams. The fact that two people, or at least one of them, was shouting, swearing, threatening, was enough to show that the person was furious.The other was trying to comfort him, begging because of fear, but that was of no avail. No one could understand the loud noise.Because they speak Turkish which the locals don't know.From time to time, some French idioms were added to show that the two could express themselves in this elegant language.

A log was burning brightly in the fireplace, a lamp stood on a corner table, and some papers were half hidden in the folder of a buckled briefcase, which was very worn out. One of them was Bo Omar, with a bewildered face and downcast eyes, watching the flames in the furnace.In comparison, this flame was not as blazing as the shining pupils of his accomplice. This companion was a foreigner, with a fierce face and a suspicious manner, whom the notary had hinted at when Antiphale and the notary were talking in the corner of the quay. This person repeated more than once: "So you failed?"

"Yes, Your Excellency! As God bears witness..." "I don't need anyone to testify. There is one thing...you failed..." "It's a pity." "That damned sailor refused to write to you?..." ("Damn" was in French) "yes!" "Refused to sell to you?" "Sell?... He agrees to sell..." "Stupid! Why didn't you buy it?... You didn't get the letter, so you came to me?" "Your Excellency, do you know his asking price?" "Oh! What's there?" "Fifty million francs!"

"Fifty million……" So the Egyptians yelled and cursed, and the obscenities were like cannonballs fired from the starboard and starboard sides of a battleship, and they let go.Then, as he loaded and loaded the cannon, he added: "You fool, it appears that the sailor knows what matters to him?" "I'm afraid he is suspicious." "Let Muhammad hang him, and you too!" cried the furious gentleman, pacing the room rapidly. "As for your hanging, I will take care of it personally, and the responsibility lies entirely with you..." "Your Excellency, it's not my fault! I don't know all the secrets of Governor Kamilk..."

"Since you are his notary, you should have known that you should have had all the secrets while he was alive!" The muzzle of the cannon poured out double curses. This dreadful figure was none other than Sawuk, son of Mhaad, cousin of the governor.He was 33 years old, his father died, and he became the sole heir to the richest man in Egypt.If that fortune had been hidden from him, he could have inherited a huge fortune.We already know the secrets of it. Here, let me briefly recount the events that have happened since Governor Kamilk left Aleppo with the treasure and buried it in the unnamed island: In October 1831, Iplakin led an army of 30,000 people , 22 warships, occupied Gaza, Jaffa, and Kefa.The following year, on March 27, 1832, Saint-Jean-Dac fell into his hands.

The territories of Palestine and Syria appeared to be wrested from the Turkish government, and the intervention of European powers stopped Ali's son's crusade. In 1833, both rival parties, the Turkish king and vice-king, accepted, and the matter was left to rest. Fortunately, in those turbulent times, Kamilk sealed the treasure in the deep cave of the island for safety, and marked it with a double K mark, and then he continued to roam.Where will the brig take him under the command of Captain Zou? ... Are you sailing in seas far from the mainland, or close to the mainland? ...has he visited the Far East and Asia and Europe? ...No one can tell except himself and Captain Zou.We know that no one on board has ever been on dry land.The sailors don't know where they are being carried by the aimless ship, let alone whether the whimsical master will take them to the east or the west, to the south or to the north.

But after roaming, Governor Kamilk still didn't think twice, and returned to the Near East. Because of the Chudasia Agreement, the northern part of Syria was under the control of the Turkish king. The richest man in Egypt thought it was safe to return to Alaai. However, misfortune fell from the sky.In June-July 1834, due to bad weather, strong winds pushed his ship into the waters of Saint-Jean-dac.Iprakin's fleet is cruising the coast.At that time, Muhad had been officially appointed by Deputy King Ali, and happened to be on a warship. The Turkish flag was hoisted on the two-masted ship. The ship was pursued by a warship. When it was approaching, the sailing ship lost the possibility of docking.The crew resisted bravely, but the ship was destroyed, and the owner and captain were captured.

Soon, the governor was recognized by his cousin Mhad, and since then, he has lost his freedom forever. A few weeks later, Captain Zou and the governor were secretly escorted to Egypt and imprisoned in the citadel of Cairo. In fact, even if Amirke still lives in Aleppo, he may not be able to obtain the security he expected.Because Syria belonged to Egypt, endured humiliation to survive.It was not until 1839 that the King of Turkey could not bear the crimes of Iprakin's agents, and he withdrew the concession he had to make.Then Ali, the deputy king, again, and his troops won at Nazib.Mahmud was alarmed that the capital had been threatened.Then, Britain, Prussia, and Austria, at the request of the Turkish court, intervened to stop the conqueror, promised Egypt his hereditary territory, and ruled Syria for life.Its jurisdiction extends from the Red Sea to the north of Lake Tiberias, and from the Mediterranean Sea to the Jordan River.

Dazed by the victory, the Vice-King thought his men were invincible, and, possibly, he rejected the Allied forces' terms, and the Allied fleet acted. In September 1840, General Selwo, the governor of Shoreimand, resisted, but to no avail, and the British captain Napier occupied Beirut. On September 25, Sidon surrendered, Saint-Jean-Dac was bombarded by artillery fire, and the ground was covered with rubble, and he declared his surrender.Muhammad Ali had to make concessions.He recalled his son to Egypt, and all Syria remained under the rule of the Turkish king Mahmud. Governor Kamilk wanted to end his turbulent life quietly in his beloved country, so he was eager to go back, intending to bring back the treasure and use part of it to repay his favor, but now, not in Aleppo, but in Cairo, he Trapped in prison, at the mercy of vicious enemies.

Camillek knew he was doomed, but had no intention of using his treasure to buy his freedom.He, resolute and tenacious, was determined not to throw his wealth to the deputy king and Mhaad and his ilk.Such a tenacious character may come from Turkey's fatalism. He spent extremely difficult years in Cairo Prison, where he was kept in secret custody and was not locked up with Captain Zou.He naturally had absolute trust in Captain Zou. Eight years later, in 1842, with the help of a jailer, he was able to send several letters to the outside world, one of which was sent to his benefactor, Thomas Antifel; The arrangement of the will, sent to Bob Omar, who had been his notary in Alexandria:

Three years later, in 1845, Captain Zou died, and Kamilke became the only insider.However, his health was deteriorating, and he was imprisoned without sunshine all day long. He was tortured and devastated both mentally and physically, which shortened his life span.Eight years later, he finally passed away in 1852 at the age of 72.Neither threats nor abuse could get that secret out of his mouth. In the second year, his shameless and hateful cousin also entered the grave.For the sake of money, he harmed the world, but in the end he didn't get the huge treasure he dreamed of. However, Mhad left behind a bane, his son was named Savuk.This kid has his father's bad genes in him, and although he is 23 years old, he is extremely rough and cruel.He mingled with the political bandits who were in Egypt at the time.As a rule, the only heir to the property of Governor Kamilk is him.He was therefore distraught, for it seemed to him that with the death of the Governor the sole secret of the fortune would cease to exist. Ten years have passed, and he doesn't mind much about the whereabouts of that property, and has long forgotten it. In his adventurous career, a completely unexpected adventure fell from the sky.One can imagine what effect this will have on him! At the beginning of 1862, Savuk received a letter asking him to come to the notary office of Bo Ober to discuss important matters. Savuk knew the timid, cowardly notary.Use his tyrannical character to deal with him, and everything will come true, and success will come immediately. So he went to Alexandria and asked Bob Omar, very roughly, why he had called him to the office. Bo Omar flattered this murderous customer in every possible way.He knew that this person could do all kinds of bad things, even strangle him to death with his hands.The notary apologized for the interruption, and said humbly: "I suppose I am speaking to the sole heir to Governor Camilco's estate?" "Yes, the only heir." Sawuk cried, "because I am the son of Muhad, and my father is his cousin..." "Are you sure you have no other relatives besides yourself?" "No, I am the only heir. But where is the inheritance?" "Here... wait for Your Excellency to deal with it!" Savuk seized the letter. "What's in here?" he asked. "It's a will!" "Why is it in your hands?" "He sent it to me a few years after he was imprisoned in Cairo Citadel." "at what time?" "20 years ago." "Twenty years!" shouted Savuk. "It's been 20 years since he died,... you waited..." "Your Excellency, think about it." Savuk read a few lines on the cover: This will can only be opened 10 years after the testator's death. "Camilque died in 1852," said the notary, "this year is 1862, which is why you are invited to come now..." "Damn, there are so many rules and regulations!" Sawuk shouted, "I deserved it 10 years ago..." "Has the governor denied you as heir?" the notary reminded. "Isn't it me?... Who else would it be... We need to know..." He was about to tear off the seal of the letter when Bo Omar stopped him and said, "Your Excellency! For your benefit, it is best to have a witness present when accepting the inheritance..." So Bo Omar opened the door and introduced two businessmen from the district he had invited to testify. The two witnesses saw that the letter was intact, so they opened it.The will is 20 lines written in French, and the content is as follows: I ask Bob Omar, Notary of Alexandria, to be my executor.My property is all gold, diamonds, jewels, worth up to 100 million francs.One percent of it goes to the notary.The three oak barrels containing this property were buried in a deep pit at the southern end of a small island in September 1831. The location of the island is 54 degrees 57 minutes east longitude based on the meridian of Paris. To the St. Malo native of France, Thomas Antifel.Bo Omar must bring the longitude to that Thomas Antifel himself, or, if he is dead, to his immediate heirs.Omar also had to accompany the heir to find the property until he found it, under a large rock marked with a double K in my name. My cousin Mhad is unworthy of the inheritance, and neither is his son Savuk.Bo Omar should quickly get in touch with Thomas Antifel or his direct heirs, and search for them according to the clues of latitude and longitude. This is my last wish, and I hope it will be honored under all circumstances. ... Cairo Prison, February 9, 1842 "Governor Camilque" autograph One can imagine Savuk's attitude towards this eccentric will; Omar will receive a million francs for the complete delivery of the estate.He was surprised and delighted by this.However, the legacy must be found, that is, the longitude owned by Thomas Antifel must be found to determine the location where the treasure is buried. Savuk decided at once that Bo Omar was compelled to be his accomplice in the face of the terrible threat of this evil spirit.They had found out that Thomas Antifel had died in 1854, leaving behind an only son—Pierre Servan Marlowe.It was therefore necessary to go at once to Pierre, the old sailor's son, and obtain that latitude by ingenious means.Then, you can take possession of a huge inheritance and take a little out of it as a reward for Omar. Suwook and Bo Omar were convinced they could get the letter from Pierre.Because, they can buy it for money. We have seen how their attempts came to naught. In this way, it is not surprising to see that Savuk is so violent, manic and terrifying, and unreasonable.He threatened to make Bo Omar responsible for the failure. This was the cause of the great noise in the hotel room, which, thankfully, was not heard, and the unfortunate notary thought that it would be difficult to get out of this room alive. ... Savuk repeated: "Yes! It's your fault, fool! . . . You, a notary, have been tricked by a stinky sailor! . . . Please don't forget what I told you!  … ...If the billions of francs slipped from my hands, it would not end well for you..." "I swear to you, sir..." "I, I swear to you too, if you don't achieve your goal, watch your head!" Bob Omar knew that Savuk had sworn he would do it! "You probably think, sir," he said, trying to temper himself, "that the sailor is nothing but a pauper, a bumpkin, gullible, frightening..." "This has nothing to do with me!" "No! That man is fierce and terrifying...he can't listen to anything..." He wanted to add: "I'm the same thing as you", but he didn't dare to say it. "I think," he added, "be patient..." he ventured. "Patience!" cried Savuk, knocking on the table, knocking over the lamp, shattering the glass... "Will you give up a hundred million francs?" "No...no...your Excellency," Omar replied hastily, "let's make a compromise, put the longitude on the will, and let me tell that Breton..." "Fool, so that he can take it and dig up those billions of francs?" Indeed, getting angry doesn't help.Savuk was as clever as he was cunning, and he finally understood.Immediately calm down and consider the suggestion Omar just made. Given the character of Antiphere, fraud is out of the question and has to be improvised. So Sawuk and his obedient servant settled on a plan--Omar could not refuse to play the role of accomplice; the next day he would go to Antifel's house and, according to the will, take the island's Tell him the longitude, and by this means draw out the latitude. Once the latitude and longitude are in hand, Savuk can use his intrigues and tricks to act first.If this fails, he will have no choice but to try to accompany Antipher to wait for the opportunity to seize the treasure. If the hypothesis is correct, and the islands are not far away, then Savuk will be done.This is just his wishful thinking. Decisions must be made, Suwook added: "Bo Omar, it's all up to you. I've got you on your way...you..." "Your Excellency! Please rest assured!...But, you have to give me a reward..." "Okay, according to the will, you have a reward... To get it, there is an additional condition. During the journey, you must never leave Antipher." "I'm not far away!" "Don't leave me either... I'll go with you!" "Go,...what identity...name?..." "The identity is your trainee, and the name is Najim!" "you?" There is a sense of despair in the sound of the word "you," which indicates that the unfortunate notary is looming, and that in the days to come he will be subjected to a violence and a catastrophe.