Chapter 29 Chapter Thirteen

Agitation, madness, distraction, trepidation, uneasiness, hope and disappointment several times, Master Antiphere could no longer stand the countless tortures. Human physical strength and energy are always limited.The captain of the offshore sailing is no exception.As soon as Jewell's hard-working uncle was escorted back to the hotel, he was bedridden and developed a high fever, which caused him to babble, and the consequences were unimaginable.All kinds of intrigue scenes linger in my mind.The expedition was interrupted at the moment when it seemed to be successful, and new explorations were of no avail.The whereabouts of that huge wealth will probably never be found.The third small island is hidden in the vast ocean without anyone noticing.The only document that could provide the exact location of the island was destroyed and turned into ashes by the priest who deserved a thousand swords.Even if he is tortured, he will not tell the latitude, he has long forgotten it! ... Yes, it is worrying how the sanity of the people of Saint-Malo will withstand this last blow.A doctor was called in who thought the patient would soon be insane.

Everyone spared no effort to treat him.His friend Gilda Tregman and his nephew, Jewell, stayed close by.If he recovers, they really deserve his reward. Once back at the hotel, Jewele told Omar about the situation.Savuk learned through Omar that the priest refused to surrender the latitude.One can imagine how annoyed the False Najem must have been at the moment, but this time the anger was not shown—presumably the hapless notary was in for another beating.Pretending to be Najim can be considered exhausting, he probably imagined that he could get the secrets that Antifeel couldn't get, and use it for himself.To this end, he went all out.It was discovered that he had not been seen at the hotel since that day.

As for the captain of the barge, when he had heard Jewell's account of his visit to the priest, he said: "That's the end of the matter, I see, don't I, lad? What do you think?" "Indeed, Mr. Tregoman, it seems to me impossible to get that stubborn fellow to speak..." "It's really weird, billions of dollars of wealth... He didn't accept it!" "Hmph, billions of dollars!" The young captain retorted, shaking his head. "You don't believe it, do you, Jewell? . . . Then you're wrong!" "How much you have changed, Mr. Tregoman!"

"Where's the matter... It's just that since the diamond was found! Of course, I'm not saying that billions of francs are on the third island, but it's always possible... The bad thing is that the priest won't cooperate, little boy." Don’t even want to know the location of the island!” "Well, Mr. Tregoman, in spite of the discovery of the two diamonds, I still think that the Viceroy was running a great deception..." "Your poor uncle has paid too high a price. The most urgent thing now is to free him from it, Jewell! May his brains take it! Let us nurse him like the maids of mercy. When he recovers from his illness, he may change his mind..."

"Ah! Mr. Tregoman, how could he not want to go back to his house in Highfang Street?" "What about you, my boy? You've come back to our lovely Enoch! . . . By the way . . . have you written to her?" "I will write to her today, Mr. Tregoman, I think, this time I can inform her, and we will definitely return home!" A few days passed, and the patient's condition did not deteriorate.It started to burn very badly, and then slowly came down.However, the doctor is still worried about the sanity of the patient.To be honest, he was a different person.However, he also recognized his friend Tregoman, his nephew Jewell, and his future brother-in-law.To tell the truth, Miss Talisma Zambugo, who was nearly half a century old, watched anxiously for her husband's presence in her boudoir in Malta... But without treasure, there is no husband, because both are interdependent.

Neither the captain of the barge nor Jewell could leave the hotel.The sick kept calling them.He required them to keep watch in his room day and night, to listen to his complaints, his abuse, and especially his threats against the priest.He clamored to sue him, to the Inquisition, to the Town Court, to the English Magistrate, even to the High Court of Justice, to the Court of Edinburgh. . Silence will never be tolerated in a country where billions of francs can be spewed out... priests will be punished for this with the most severe and terrible punishment.Who should hang the gallows, if not for such villains! ...

Antiphere chattered from morning to night.Gilda and Jewell took turns guarding him, and only when he had fits did they guard him together.The sick man would jump out of bed, run to the priest Tilkemeler's, and smash his head with a pistol.Only the strong wrist of the captain of the barge could hold the patient in this moment. Therefore, although Gilda was very eager to see the majestic stone city of Edinburgh, she had to give up.When his friend recovers, or at least regains his composure, make up for the loss... Then, see the former royal palaces of Scotland, Orlhed, the royal residences, Mary Stuart's bedroom , the bedroom is still the same as when she fell out of favor... He also wants to climb Norcat Hill, as far as Castell.Castells stands proudly on the igneous rocks, and from there, you can see the cottage where Jacques IV of Scotland and Jacques I of England were born.As for Ahdur Siat Mountain, he must climb it. From the west, the mountain looks like a sleeping lion, lying above 247 meters above sea level. From there, you can see the whole city. The city is located in On the mountain, it is quite similar to Caesar City.Standing on the top of the hill, the view can extend to the city of Leith. It is the real port of Edinburgh in the Firth of Forth. The peaks of Er Yier, and farther away, there is a boundless sea...

The scenery of nature is too beautiful to behold, and the miracles in the world are wonderful.The captain of the barge was very sorry that the treasure had been lost through the obstinacy of the priest.At this moment, he had to stay at the bedside of that impatient patient, unable to enjoy the beautiful scenery, he was really anxious. So our good man had to look out through the half-opened window of the hotel at the famous Vortex Kos building, with its elongated roof rising nearly 200 feet into the sky, and inside it was a painting created by the famous local novelist. The 56 hero images. As Gilda's eyes moved to Carlton Hill, he caught a glimpse of the great golden orb on the planetarium.When the sun crosses the meridian, the orb hangs down to signify the moment.

What a sight to see! ...it's always been that way! Rumors of the popular popularity of the priest Tilkemeler have recently been circulated in the district of Canocat, and then throughout the city.It is said that the priest, a man of his word, had just refused a large bequest.Some people say millions, even tens of millions, but he would rather give up.The priest let the rumors go unchecked, and the newspapers made a lot of articles. The pages were full of news about the property that Governor Kamilk had buried on a certain island, the location of the island, the authenticity of known documents, and the truth of the documents. Monsieur Les made no denials, nor did he mention anything about the other two heirs, and besides, all the details of the matter were not yet known, not even the name of Maester Antifel.Of course, the press was also mixed, some newspapers praised the master as a high profile, while others criticized him.Because, no matter what, the billions of wealth can always be distributed to the poor in Edinburgh!God knows if that money will breed offspring!

This wealth could have saved many compatriots in need, but it must not be allowed to lie dormant at the bottom of the sea and not be used by others.But whether it was praise or criticism, the priest Tilkemeler did not care, and he was determined to ignore it completely. On the second day after the news was revealed in the newspapers, one can imagine how successful the priest's first mission was. On the night of June 30th, there were crowds of faithful men and women. People in the church rubbed shoulders, and the intersection of the opposite street was crowded with people. Even if the church was doubled in size, it would still be too small.When the priest stepped onto the podium, there was thunderous applause.It's really like a theater, the audience cheers constantly, and the actors call the curtain several times.One hundred million, two hundred million--even billions, such was the value of the fortune that this extraordinary priest might possess, and he treated it like dirt!The priest began to preach again, and the effect of the following sentence was naturally extraordinary.

"There is such a person who can withdraw hundreds of millions of francs from the ground with just one word, but if he doesn't say anything, this person is here!" This time, there were naturally no Antipher and his companions in the audience.However, behind a pillar in the middle of the church, there seemed to be an unfamiliar audience, no one knew him, about 30 years old, with black hair, black beard, grim expression, and suspicious face.Does he understand the priest's language?Not sure.But all the while he stood and listened, gazing at the priest in the half-darkness.There was a gleam in his eye, and he kept his eyes on the priest. This was the attitude of the man until the end of the sermon.Finally, amidst the warm applause of the audience, he passed through the crowd and walked towards the priest.Did he want to stay with the priest, accompany him out of church, and drive him to his lodgings?See, he's up the steps, pushing people away with his elbows as hard as he can, and it goes without saying that he intends to be a follower. That night, the priest was surrounded by thousands of people, who lifted him up like a hero.The aforementioned man followed silently behind him. When the popular orator came to the door of his house, mounted a flight of steps, and addressed a few more words to his disciples, there was a new cheer!Then, he entered the dark passage, not realizing that an uninvited guest had just followed him in. The crowd on the street dispersed slowly, but it was still full of voices. When Priest Tilkemeler climbed the narrow stairs leading to the fourth floor, the stranger, who walked softer than a cat, followed the priest and slipped in. At the bottom of the stairs the priest went into his room and closed the door behind him. Another man stopped at the head of the stairs, huddled in a dark corner, waiting. What happened? ... The next day the other tenants of the house were amazed that the priest did not leave the house at the usual hour.Even the whole morning, no one saw him.Many people who came to visit him were turned away. This was indeed suspicious, so in the afternoon a neighbor called the police, and the officer and the police came to the priest's house.They climbed the stairs and knocked on the door, but no one answered.So they broke in. What a scene!The door was pried open and they entered...the room was searched thoroughly...it turned out that the wardrobe was opened and the clothes taken out of it were thrown on the floor...the table was overturned...the lamp lay in a corner...the book Withdrew all over the floor with the documents... The quilt was thrown beside the bed.Look, Priest Tilkemeler is hung firmly on the bed, gagged... People rushed to rescue him, the gag was so tight that the priest was dying... How long has it been? ...Only he can answer, if he wakes up... He must be given a massage.Fortunately, he didn't even have to take off his clothes, because he was almost naked, with his shirt stripped, leaving his chest and shoulders completely bare. When a police officer gave him a routine massage, the officer let out a cry of alarm.He suddenly found the letters and numbers printed on the priest's left shoulder... In fact, a very conspicuous brown tattoo, etched into the priest's white skin - reads: 77 degrees 19 minutes north latitude Now I understand everything, that is the latitude that I have tried so hard to find! ... This is the good intentions of the priest's father!In order not to lose the latitude, he engraved it on the shoulder of his son when he was young, just like writing it in a notebook... The notepad may be lost, but not the shoulder! ... And so it happened that, although the priest did indeed burn the governor's letter to his father, it never occurred to Tierkemeler that he had never been curious about the figures he had recorded in such a strange way, and that with the aid of Read it in the mirror. But the infiltrator must have read it while the priest was asleep... yes, that's the villain, he searched the cupboards, looked through the papers... and that's when the priest spotted him...the two wrestled Well, the villain tied up the priest, gagged him, and ran away.What remains are half-dead priests... These are the details that people learned from Tierke Meller.After being rescued, the priest finally regained consciousness and narrated everything that happened... In his opinion, this move was related to a secret worth hundreds of millions of francs... When the priest was wrestling with the murderer, he had seen his face clearly, and could even accurately describe the characteristics of the perpetrator.To this end he tells of two Frenchmen and a Maltese who came to Edinburgh to ask him about the Governor's bequest. That was a lead to the officer, who immediately began investigating.Two hours later, the police learned that the said foreigner had been staying at the Empire Hotel for several days. Antifiel, Zambugo, Gilda, Joule, and Omar were all lucky this time, and they proved with indisputable facts that they had nothing to do with the case.The St. Malo man never left his sickbed; the young captain and the bargemaster never left his room; neither did the banker and notary leave his inn for a moment.Besides, none of them fit the priest's description. Therefore, our treasure hunters were not arrested. However, there is a Suvuk... right!The culprit was Savuk, who had done it to get the Priest's secret... Now he had read the number on the Priest's shoulder, and he was in control.In addition, he had in his hand the longitude obtained on the small island in Mayumba Bay, so that he had all the conditions necessary to determine the position of the third small island. Poor Antiphere!This final blow was really going to drive him crazy. According to the information disclosed in the newspaper, Antifiel, Zambugo, Gilda, and Jewele fully understood that it was Bo Omar's apprentice who murdered Father Tilkemeler.Therefore, after learning that Najim had slipped away, they confirmed: first, he already knew the number of the tattoo; second, he had already set off to a new island to dig out that huge fortune. Jewell seemed unimpressed.We know that he has long been dubious about Najim.Gilda and the young captain have a common idea.As for Antifil and Zambugo, they were furious and furious. Fortunately, they found the notary as a punching bag. Needless to say, Omar knew better than anyone that it was Savuk who did the wrong thing, and he didn't have to hesitate to come to this conclusion.Because, he understands Savuk's plan and knows that he is a desperado who can do anything. Following his uncle's orders, Jewele went to Omar and led him into the ward.Can the patient continue to be sick at a critical juncture?What's more, the doctor also said that it was due to hyperactivity of liver yang, and Antiphere could take this opportunity to express his anger, and he would recover after venting his anger. How the unfortunate Bo Omar was treated will not be repeated here. He first had to confess that his actions against the priest were a premeditated robbery...yes, hapless Omar! ... Stealing is Najim's habit! ...Why did this nerd choose him as a trainee?And why do you always bring him to assist in the execution of the will? ... Now this rascal, yes, this rascal has escaped, he holds the position of No. 3 island, and he will occupy Camilque's 100 million francs... It was impossible to catch him! ...the native Egyptian gangster, with enough money in his pocket to cover up his crimes and get away with it... "Ah! Savuk... Savuk!" The name came out of the mouth of the notary, and Juel's suspicions were confirmed...Najim was not real, but the son of Mhad - Sawuk, whom Governor Kamilk had disinherited... Omar wanted to take back the blurted name... His flustered look and his distraught look fully showed that Jeweler was not mistaken. "Savuk!" Antifil repeated, jumping off the bed at once. When he uttered this repulsive name, he exerted such force in his cheeks that a small stone shot out of his mouth like a bullet, and hit the notary squarely in the chest. Granted, the projectile wouldn't have knocked him over, but at least he'd gotten a kick—a kick hard enough in the lower back that Omar had his hands on his ribs and was almost shattered into a patty. It must have been Sawuk, who had sworn to do whatever it took to get the treasure.Even Master Antifel feared him for his evil intentions. Antiphere used all the swearing words of the sailors, and he felt a real relief after cursing.I saw that Omar walked back to his room bent over, really relieved.From then on, Antifelter recovered quickly, which was disclosed in a newspaper in this city a few days after the incident. As we all know, newspaper reporters are really powerful!They know everything and penetrate everything.At that time, journalists had begun to intervene in public and private cases.These men were so alert and well-spoken that they could have been the policemen of a new law enforcement agency. A reporter, quite astute, happened to learn that Tierke Meller's father had tattooed his son's left shoulder, copied it, and published it in a daily newspaper.That day, the newspaper's circulation soared from 10,000 to 100,000.Since then, the news has become a household name in Scotland.Then came Great Britain, the whole of Britain, Europe, and even the whole world knew the famous latitude of the No. 3 island.But it's useless without longitude. But he, Master Antifel, has the longitude, and it is exactly the same as the longitude in Savuk's hand.Jewele brought his uncle the newspaper in question, and as soon as he saw the tattoo, he threw off the sheets and jumped out of bed... healed.Neither the imperial medical authorities nor the doctors of the University of Edinburgh had ever cured such a patient. The banker Zambuco, Gilda, Tregoman, and the young captain joined forces to dissuade Master Antifel, but it was in vain. It is said that strong religious beliefs can cure diseases, so why does belief in the God of Wealth not produce the same results? Miracle! "Jeule, you bought a map again!" "Buy it, Uncle." "Is the longitude of the No. 3 island provided in the Mayumba Bay document 15 degrees 11 minutes east longitude?" "Yes, uncle." "Is the latitude of the tattoo on the priest's left shoulder 77 degrees 19' north latitude?" "Yes, uncle." "Okay... Where is the No. 3 island?" Jewele took the atlas, turned to the page of the map of the northern ocean, accurately measured the intersection of latitude and longitude, and replied: ", at the southern tip of the Big Island." "Spitzbergen? Why, Governor Kamilk chose such a small island at the northern end of the earth to bury diamonds, jewels, and gold... Assuming this is the last small island..." "Let's go," cried Maester Antiphere, "to-day, and I hope we can find a ship that is about to sail!" "Uncle..." Jewel called. "We can't let that nasty Savuk get ahead of us!" "You are right, my friend," said the barge captain. "Let's go!" repeated Pierre Servan Marlot in a commanding tone. "Notify the notary bastard, since Governor Kamilk wants him to be at the excavation site!" Everyone had to obey.The banker fully agreed with Maester Antiphere. "Fortunately," said the young captain, "that mischievous governor didn't send us to the opposite side of the world!"