"I've heard of you.... Miss Qiyu!It's not so much a former agent as a former killer, and there are quite a few people who have died at your hands..."Arnold stared at Qiyu.

Qiyu is never polite in front of outsiders: "Then you should have heard of it, if anyone dares to offend my master, I don't mind killing another one..."

"Really, it's funny...."Arnold is an aggressive man, and he really wants to fight the famous Qiyu.

Both of them had unconsciously touched the dagger at their waists with their right hands.

"What are you going to do?!" a stern voice sounded in the cabin.

This is what Scott didn't want to see, he walked up to Qin Lin: "Mr. Qin, I see Miss Qiyu so excited, could it be that Arnold offended you?"

Qin Lin shook his head impatiently, saying that it didn't matter. He didn't care about the little things, he was reading the report that the satellite company had sent him.

The report shows that so far, Ding Yan and his gang have not appeared in the monitored area.

It's the 26th, and tomorrow is the day when the legendary palace appears, do they arrive in advance to make some preparations?

Scott looked at Qin Lin's frowning appearance and thought that he was really angry, so he slapped Arnold in a few steps.

Even though he was already hard, the slap on Arnold's face was like a tickle.

"Dog, I warn you! If I mess up this time, you're going to get me back to the Mexican coast to catch fish!" Scott's warning was effective. Arnold's eyes twitched for a moment, and then he turned to arrange for the rest of the team to get ready to go.

It turned out that he was also naturalized by Scott, and if he hadn't been discovered by the intelligence department, he might have really been a fisherman for the rest of his life. However, doing so is too bad for this secret service captain, right?

After a small episode, the plane pulled onto the take-off runway. After drinking a lot yesterday, Qin Lin put on an eye patch and fell asleep quickly, while Qiyu sat beside him, watching out for Arnold.

..............

The plane was very fast and arrived at the airport of its destination in just over 7 hours. However, this is not Cairo, the capital of Egypt, but a small town called Hurgmen, which is the closest to the legendary palace and is a good supply point.

"Welcome, friends of the United States!"

As soon as the group got off the plane, they saw several bearded men in police uniforms greeting them politely.

The leader, Mubarak, was the sheriff of the local town who greeted them, and two diplomats stood beside him.

"It's so hot...."

The temperature difference between morning and evening in Egypt in December is not small, it can be more than ten degrees, and it is hot at half past three in the afternoon. I had just come from the icy and snowy country of rice and should be grateful for the warmth of the sun, but everyone was not very comfortable, and I felt that the air in this place was mixed with sand.

Qiyu took off her coat, she was wearing a black jumpsuit, and there were two special silver pistols prepared for her by Du Xuan tied to her thighs.

Just as she was ponytailing, the eyes of everyone present instinctively wandered over her.....

This jumpsuit is indeed prepared for battle, very serious! But it looks exciting, and Qiyu's figure is outlined even more vigorously.

When an agent saw this, a red liquid came out of his nostrils.......

"Cut.... I can't see it!" Qiyu complained, and sorted out her luggage with the service staff on the plane.

Arnold and Qin Lin communicated with the local greeters.

"When my superiors contacted me, I was surprised. We do have the legend of the 'Grim Reaper', but even our own people don't believe it, and we don't know if the gang is crazy..."Mubarak's English is very standard. "But in order to ensure the safety of our own people and the success rate of your country's arrest, our national police department began a strict investigation of the people entering the country in early December, but no red-haired Orientals were found...."

Needless to say, Ding Yan's purpose for collecting gold coins must be for the palace of the undead legion, which only appears once every thirty years!

Then there is only one explanation, long before December, this guy went into Egypt and hid.

Thinking of this, Qin Lin sighed, feeling that the police in Egypt were as unreliable as those in the United States.

"Hehe.... This is a confidential mission, and I would like to ask your department to keep it secret and assist us in apprehending the criminals!" Arnold laughed worse than crying.

After the greetings, the Egyptian diplomat smiled and invited everyone to go to the hotel where they were staying, and Mubarak followed suit.

Several cars also drove over at this time.

.................

After all, it is a small town, and the hotel is not high-end, but with the blessing of exotic customs, the group feels quite fresh.

Every room was about the same, so there was nothing to pick and choose, and the group stayed on the fifth floor of the hotel for safety reasons, which is also the highest floor.

"Officer, has this town been investigated?" Qin Lin looked at Mubarak who had sent him and Qiyu into the room.

"Of course! Hurgmen is a small town, and the situation is easy to grasp, I can guarantee it! There are no criminals here! The citizens of the country are law-abiding!" But this is also reasonable, who doesn't want to make their country's image better in front of outsiders?

Arnold quickly packed his luggage and brought the rest of the team to meet Qin Lin, plus the local sheriff, and a group of people began to discuss the next plan.

"Why don't we go to that place and ambush him now, wait for Ding Yan to come and catch him off guard!" said one of the agents, looking at the map.

This sentence made Qiyu almost laugh out loud: "You don't look at the terrain either? This is a flat desert area, you tell me how to ambush and burrow in the sand?"

"Shut up and just let them do it!" Arnold felt his face hang over, and at his yell, several agents stopped talking. In fact, they did resemble a bunch of mutes, and they didn't speak much the whole time.

And Mubarak's next words even rejected this proposal: "You are foreigners, and some situations are not very clear.... Who would dare to stay in this desert in the current season? the weather is unpredictable, and there may be a lot of poisons..."

In this operation, Mubarak was in charge of the guide, and his words still have reference value.

"Let's do it, please ask the local police to help us observe the weather, we will try to set off early, and we will arrive before them anyway!" Qin Lin has actually been thinking of a way, but in the face of the unpredictable nature, he has no better tricks, so he can only take one step at a time.

In fact, the location of the palace is the key, after all, this desert is not big or small, and it is naturally better to be more accurate.

Everyone seemed to think of this, and their eyes were all on the local sheriff, Mubarak.