Mexico, that nameless town.

At the end of the town, the huge sunflower logo is still there.

Not only is there nothing worn, but it even looks as if it has just been cleaned and looks new.

Xing Jie pushed open the door of the bar, and he would have met an acquaintance, but he didn't expect the bartender to change again, and he was a very young man. He looks like he is about eighteen or nineteen years old, and he looks like he has just come out of school to work.

Just in this place?

Work?

Do you believe it?

"Has NCS given up on this place altogether?"

"I don't know much about that, but the bartender in any place is a well-informed person, and we always have no problem asking him. ”

Xing Jie walked straight to the bar, and the others sat down at the table at the bar in turn, but so many people suddenly came that the black ordering girl was a little too busy.

"Jay, what do you order? It's all classic Mexican food. ”

"Whatever, but I've heard that Reses's pork chop rice is as superb as his agave, so I want to try it this time. ”

The young bartender, who was wiping down the bar, slammed to his feet.

After looking at Xing Jie for a while, he slowly said: "When you come to drink in the Sunflower Bar, you have to know the rules here, since you can say my grandfather's name, then you should also know the rules he set back then." Nine times out of ten, you just want to make trouble, so we don't welcome you here, please get out of here!"

A Remington M870 appeared in the young man's hand, and then double-flicked the muzzle of the gun towards the door of the bar.

Seeing this, Basan, the Five, Hall, and Muller all slapped the table and laughed. As for the uncle, he was already there with his mobile phone and shooting videos while frantically blowing the hooligan whistle.

"Haha, Xing Jie, you also have such a today?"

"Shut up!"

Xing Jie turned his head and gave his middle finger viciously, and as a result, dozens of salutes were returned in an instant, and even the white-haired Professor Clint Takau shook his middle finger there with a smile.

"Oh, Fack! You're all scumbags. ”

Xing Jie shook his head and came back to the young man. But as soon as he reached out, he snatched the rifle from the other party's hand.

"The last time there was a guy who claimed to be Resceth's grandson, but he didn't live more than ten minutes before he was beaten into a sieve by a group of people with MP5. ”

The bartender was stunned for a long time, he couldn't understand how the gun in his hand was in the other party's hand in an instant, but it seemed that the person in front of him should not look like a bad person. Otherwise, there are now more than a dozen blood holes in his body, and then he will be thrown into the Atoyak River to feed the fish.

"Well, I don't want to ask about your past, and I don't want to know why you're tempting me in this way. What would you like to have for something?" said the young bartender, grim.

"Since I'm here at this sunflower bar, of course, it's with that special agave. I drank it once a few years ago and it tasted great. After Xing Jie rattled the bullet out, he threw the gun to the other party. Then he sat down in a high chair and waited quietly for the wine.

In one sip, the spicy and fiery liquor rushed straight to Xing Jie's stomach, but the golden liquid had a strange fragrance that swirled in his mouth.

"Yes, the taste doesn't change as I remember. It's a good wine, but can you sell me a few bottles when I leave?"

"Of course, wait a minute, did I hear your friend calling you Xing Jie just now?" the bartender asked suddenly.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Xing Jie was stunned for a moment, his hand drooped, and the Magnum python appeared in his hand.

"A few years ago, the year my grandfather was shot, I was the successor to the family business. While I was packing my things, I found a letter and a very small package. The letter was reserved for a Chinese man named Xing Jie, and of course if a man named Liu Fengwu came to him, it would be the same for him. ”

Xing Jie can't deny it, this is a very ridiculous thing. Even if that letter is true, if it is for his brother-in-law, it is normal, after all, it is not surprising that one or two appear here once in a while

If this lad was really the grandson of Receth, then he should know that the year of his grandfather's death was also the first time he came to this land. Therefore, as the first recipient, this is a very impossible thing.

While Xing Jie was still there in surprise, an ordinary white envelope and a small bag wrapped in brown paper were placed in front of him.

The envelope was written with his name in Chinese, English, and Spanish.

However, the signature of the letter was a name that shocked Xing Jie.

Callerie!

It's just inexplicable, why did this happen? It would be understandable if she didn't find herself and her brother-in-law at the time. But soon after she entered the jungle, she found herself, and not only that, but also killed an enemy. The rest is even more bizarre. There were so many opportunities to talk about it along the way, but there were none.

When I came here again a few years later, this letter appeared so strangely.

It's Colelli's notes, that's right.

Because when she writes the letters 'a', 'i', 'k', she always uses a very strange flower, and it is very inconspicuous. Xing Jie once asked about this, but she always prevaricated that this was a family habit, but her sister Britta didn't know that there was such a thing at all.

The letter was short, saying only that he had made some new discoveries in archaeology. I hope that at the end of this mission, I can take my uncle and Xing Jie to open my eyes. And in that small bag, is his notebook, and what is recorded on it is some of his own conjectures. If Xing Jie gets it, he will find the answer for himself when he is free.

This is simply ridiculous, because when Corelli wrote this letter, she used the tone of a suicide note.

How did she know she was going to die on that mission?

When I opened the notebook, there were some speculations about the Mayan civilization, the Aztec civilization, the Teotihuacan civilization, and so on. And on the title page of the entire notebook, what is recorded is the song of the moon that she sang to herself at that time.

And on the last few pages, there is an unusual record.

There are only two sets of numbers on the top, and even nine digits after the decimal point. What is this? For people like Xing Jie, they can roughly guess in their minds at a glance.

This is a coordinate.

After Xing Jie silently deduced in his heart, he let out a long breath.

That mountain, that mountain that I call an astrological platform!

Corelli had known there was a site for a long time.

Only now did Xing Jie understand why the small flood was able to push himself down the mountain.

Why did I stay in a coma until I entered the middle of the astrological observatory, and I didn't even have the slightest impression.

It turned out to be all Corelli.