In front of him was a long and narrow passage, and there was a small circular window embedded in the wall of the passage, through which Han Nuowei saw that there was hardly a complete thing in the cabin, and the fragments of various old furniture were scattered. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Rawudu suddenly shook the flashlight at Han Nuowei a few times, and seemed to see something. Han Nuowei swam over to take a look, and it turned out that there were a few lines of words carved on the wall at the other end, which were not easy to be found in the slightly dim light.

Han Nuowei identified it as Shakespeare's sonnet:

Beauty's-effect-with-beauty-were-bereft，

Nor-it-nor-no-rememberacne-what-it-was。

This-were-to-be-new-made-when-thou-art-old，

And-see-thy-blood-warm-when-thou-feel'st-it-cold。

Make-thee-another-self-for-love-of-me，

That-beauty-still-may-live-in-thine-or-thee。

Lo，in-the-orient-when-the-gracious-light

Lifts-up-his-burning-head，

each-under-eye，

Doth-homage-to-his-new-appearing-sight，

Serving-with-looks-his-sacred-majesty。

To be exact, this is an excerpt from several of Shakespeare's poems, Han Nuowei once reveled in the beauty of Shakespeare's writing under the teaching of Mo Aogu, but what does this poem have to do with amber?

"Beauty and beauty will be cut off together,

Beauty, and the memory of beauty, no one mentions it anymore.

This will rehabilitate you in the twilight of old age,

And make your weeping blood feel refreshed.

If you love me, you should be another self,

that beauty may live forever in you or in your descendants.

Behold, when the sun shines on all things from the east

Lifted up the fiery head, the eyes of the nether,

They all came to worship him in his rising sight,

Salute his holy car with your eyes. ”

Han Nuowei saw it without much effort, but then he fell into confusion, and this practice of combining excerpts from several poems into a new poem was almost the same as the note inside a nuclear carving. But what is the mystery? He pondered it for a while without figuring it out, the poems were not of the same audience, and Shakespeare himself had no rumors of anything to do with amber. On the literal terms alone, he couldn't get any clues about the treasure.

Time passed minute by minute, Han Nuowei still couldn't crack it successfully, he looked at the diver's watch, sighed secretly in his heart, and had to continue to grope forward.

The cabin was large, with all the rooms and facilities inside, and if he hadn't known Cotton's intentions in advance, Han Nuowei was fully convinced that this was a long-haul cruise ship planned to return to England.

In the captain's quarters, the two men stayed for a long time, and all the well-preserved instruments and equipment showed that there was no such tragedy as a mutiny on this ship. It was as peaceful as a baby fed on its mother's milk, falling into a contented slumber.

Han Nuowei didn't see anything special, so he planned to leave the captain's room, while Rawudu was staring at the glass display case in the captain's room in a daze.

Han Nuowei glanced at it, it was a heavy ancient book, standing upright behind the glass. On the cover there is a line of gilded large letters "origin". The material of the cover looks like some kind of thick woven cloth, which is mixed with some gold threads, which looks very gorgeous. A crescent-like pedestal held the book, and the texture of the pedestal looked pure and soft, free of spots and rust, as if it were made of pure gold.

The glass was not tightly sealed, and it was already soaked in water. If you open this book, you shouldn't be able to read it, and after a hundred years of immersion in seawater, the pages of the book would have been soaked a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Han Nuowei's heart moved: why put a book in the captain's room that can't be read at all?

He immediately drew his knife, smashed the glass door of the display case with the back of the knife, and carefully took out the book. And when he picked up the book, the base barely shook, and he couldn't help but think, it can't really be pure gold, right?

The inner pages of the book were empty, and Han Nuowei was surprised when he opened the book - in the middle of the book, there was the inner liner of a box, the box was made of teak, and after so many years, it had not been corroded by the seawater, and it could still be opened normally, Han Nuowei couldn't help but be amazed. Inside the box lay a metal badge and a fragment. Han Nuowei picked up the badge and fragments, and looked closely, the shape of the badge was very similar to the five fingers of a person, and it was like a mountain peak, with a picture of scenery engraved on the front, and intricate lines on the back, so I couldn't see what the pattern was.

The fragments are a little confusing, they look a little like porcelain, and a little like jade, and Han Nuowei is the first time to see a stone of this material. The milky white texture is warm and smooth, with a naturally occurring gray pattern, neat edges, and a dense row of small teeth carved into it. If it was on land, Han Nuowei would definitely think that it was a piece of a puzzle, but in the hundred-year-old shipwreck at the bottom of the sea, he was not sure what it was.

Han Nuowei groaned for a moment and put the badge and fragments into the dive bag on his waist. At this time, Han Nuowei's afterglow was aimed at Rawudu, who quietly put the gold base into his waist bag. He looked away and swam out quietly.

A serendipitous discovery made Han Nuowei pay special attention to the items on the ship that were covered by glass covers or displayed in glass cases, but there were no new discoveries.

The two searched all the way, not sparing any corner.

In what looked like a study, they saw a well-preserved typewriter. What was surprising was that this typewriter was illuminated by a flashlight, and it actually showed a brilliant golden light, and Han Nuowei instinctively thought, is it made of pure gold? Even if pure gold is corrosion-resistant, there is no need to spend so much money.

Ra'utu's eyes widened like brass bells, and he only heard the village chief say that there were radioactive materials that had been sunk by a storm during the military while transporting them. When he first came down, he had been worried in his heart, and he never dreamed that he would see such a large pure gold typewriter. He circled twice around the yellow glass cover on the outside of the typewriter, looking like a starving ghost in a hurry to eat.

Han Nuowei only felt strange, because Mo Aogu had told him that Cotton was not a person who liked to show off. So why did Cotton decorate the ship in such a high-profile way? to attract the attention of posterity, or was it a deliberate trap?

Han Nuowei let Rawudu retreat one after another, he lightly tapped the glass cover twice, and saw that there was no movement, so he waved at Laoudu. The latter immediately pulled out his knife and slashed at the glass cover.

A row of arrows shot out immediately, Han Nuowei reacted very quickly, and decisively kicked on Raoudu's body, and the two bounced off at the same time.

Raoutu's face turned pale with horror, and he looked in horror at the metal arrows that had been shot into the bulkhead, a dozen of which were as thick as a man's thumb. If it's on a person...... He glanced at Han Nuowei, his eyes revealing fear.

Han Nuowei lifted a stool, motioned for Rau to hide behind him, and then threw it hard against the glass cover.

I saw a splash of water, and another row of arrows shot at the bulkhead.

Han Nuowei and Raou looked at each other.

Rawudu gestured, wanting to leave the house quickly, but Han Nuowei shook his head. He now understood that there must be something special in the place where Cotton had set up the trap.

Han Nuowei looked carefully, it turned out that this glass cover was not a common transparent glass, but a light yellow zircon, but with high transparency, from a distance, it looked like glass, but it was harder than ordinary glass.

Inside the zircon cover, there are some golden reeds connected to the typewriter, Han Nuowei can't understand the structure between these reeds, but it is not difficult to guess that it is a kind of mechanism, if he directly destroys these mechanisms, he may also destroy the typewriter.

Han Nuowei gently groped along the zircon cover, and Lautu looked at this bold soldier in amazement, he had retreated to the door, ready to retreat at any time.

At the bottom of the zircon cover, Han Nuowei felt a groove, and he bent down to use the light of the flashlight to make out the pattern on the groove.

The more Han Nuowei looked at it, the more familiar it became, wasn't this pattern exactly the same as the back of the badge he had put in his waist bag before? He excitedly took out the badge, aimed it at the groove at the bottom of the zircon cover, and gently pushed it in.

The badge was tightly embedded in the grooves, and it spun on its own.

After a turn, the zircon cover slowly popped open, and then the typewriter rose a little, and the three rows of character keys on the typewriter also trembled as the water fluctuated.

At the back end of the typewriter, a ribbon appeared, and Han Nuowei saw that it was not paper, but more like cloth or leather.

Han Nuowei tried to type "Hanover", but there was nothing unusual around. He furrowed his brows in annoyance, the ribbon was limited and could not be wasted too much, but he didn't see any hints along the way.

Could it be the book? Han Nuowei remembered the name of the book and tried to type "origin" again.

There was still no reaction from the surroundings, and Han Nuowei sighed in frustration.

Suddenly, he realized that this might be a riddle, origin means origin, could the answer be the origin of the ship? Han Nuowei was about to type "amber" and stopped again. He thought to himself, if the person who solved the puzzle now was not benevolent, wouldn't he be able to guess the answer? Cotton would never have set up such a simple riddle.

What is a word that is not "Hanover", not "amber", not the word "origin" itself, but which can denote origin, and which only people of the Hanover family can quickly relate to?

Han Nuowei quickly turned his brain, and he remembered the scene when Mo Aogu first told him about the family's past.

"In 1834, in Tanah Salin, Burma, there was a ...... who was good at business"

It's tanasalin!

Han Nuowei almost shouted out with joy, and he immediately typed in "Tanintharyi".

However, there was still no reaction at all around him, Han Nuowei was stunned for a second, and then he understood. After the independence of Myanmar, Tanah sarin changed its name, and he entered a new name, Cotton is a ship sunk a hundred years ago, at that time, Tanah sarin should be called "Tenasserim".

There wasn't much ribbon left, so Han Nuowei gritted his teeth and typed "Tenasserim".

In an instant, the typewriter's three rows of character keys popped up one after another, and finally, a metal box was revealed at the bottom of the typewriter. Inside the box is a crystal clear white peony, and a white fragment.

Han Nuowei picked up the peony, but he couldn't see what material it was. As for the fragments, they were similar to the ones found before, Han Nuowei took out the pieces in the bag, tried to match the two, but found that the edges of the two did not match - maybe there were still a few pieces of such pieces? Thinking so, he put the pieces and peonies into the bag.

Han Nuowei waved his hand at Rawudu, signaling that he could go, but Laowudu stared at the pure gold typewriter with a reluctant look, but he saw Han Nuowei swimming forward without looking back, so he had to leave.

At the end of the main passage, both stopped, as at the end was a thick metal wall.

In front of the metal wall, there are two marble statues, which Laoud does not recognize, but Han Nowei can see at a glance that they are Poseidon, the god of the sea in Greek mythology, and his wife Amphitrite. Poseidon held a large three-pronged spear with a majestic expression, while Amphitrite looked serene, holding a kettle in the shape of a shell.

In normal times, Han Nuowei would definitely appreciate this exquisite carving, but he was not interested at the moment, he just wanted to find the clue to the treasure quickly. Seeing that there was no way in front of him, Rau swam back, leaving Han Nuowei to ponder over the two stone statues.

The last time I saw such a superb carver was in the secret room of the Tao family. As soon as he thought of this, a spiritual light flashed through Han Nuowei's mind, the nuclear eagle back then triggered the mechanism after the empty cup was filled with water, so is Amphitrite's kettle also full of water? However, now it is in the sea, and the kettle is already full of water.

Han Nuowei looked at the two statues again, except for the kettle, the rest of the place was solid. Hey, since it's all solid, what if you plug this kettle too?

Han Nuowei immediately turned around and swam into the passage, he found an old sofa in the mess of old furniture, his heart was overjoyed, and without saying a word, he took out a knife and began to cut the sofa cover. Although he didn't know why, he swam over to help.

Strips of cloth were stuffed into the kettle, but there was still silence around them, nothing happened. Han Nuowei did not give up, and ordered Rau to cut off a large mass of cloth and stuff it until the kettle could no longer be stuffed.

Han Nuowei suddenly felt dizzy, and then there was a roar like an earthquake, and before he could react, the ground suddenly sank, and a powerful attraction sucked him in, and in an instant, the boundless darkness completely annihilated Han Nuowei.