Chapter 103: The Curse of the Ice Field

"So, let's talk about the conditions. Eric suddenly suggested.

"Same conditions as Bailey?" said Soros, sneering.

"To be clear, this is a 'fake Bailey'. "Pele seems to have thoroughly recognized Soros's face.

"You know very well that now we are four people and you are only one person. Eric glanced at both sides out of the corner of his eye, "I guess you don't have any other ambushes in this barren ice field." ”

"Do you want more to bully less?" said Soros with a disapproving laugh.

"It's understandable. Although Eric said so, he kept thinking in his heart whether he had missed something.

"But you seem to have forgotten a little. "Soros still looks like he's winning.

"What?" said Eric, listening with bated breath.

"The truth. Soros slowly spat out these two words.

"Do you know what the truth is that I want?" said Eric's heart sank, but he remained calm.

"I said that if you find me, I will give you a clue to the Book of Abraham. Soros smiled and confessed his true identity as a fool.

"Although you have an abominable face, you are worthy of praise for your faithfulness. Caitlin remained on the highest level of vigilance and did not dare to slack off. Because this man is not under the muzzle of someone else, it is a lover who is willing to give his body and soul.

"Isn't the truth you want right in front of your eyes?" Soros said lightly, "This is the ultimate mystery of the Book of Abraham, and the most precious legacy of the Puffre family." ”

"Genetic Mapping. Eric was a little unacceptable, "You guys untie it?"

"What's the matter, isn't the answer already in front of you? Soros scoffed.

"It can't be. Qianzi denied, "No matter how the time is calculated, the old Puffer only obtained the alchemical code of the Book of Abraham two years ago, and even if he finishes all the interpretations, it is impossible to apply these mysteries to practice at once." ”

"I think you've forgotten what this detective said earlier. At this time, Soros unexpectedly put down the gun, "Passed down from generation to generation, don't you understand the meaning?"

"You mean, the Puffer family has already solved the secret?" said Eric, twisting his stiff neck.

"The Nicholas School claims to be the pioneers of human technology, but they are nothing compared to the Fivre family. The corners of Soros's mouth provoked a contemptuous smile.

"What are you talking about?" Bailey was confused.

"To put it simply, for you, you just need to know that you're just a failed copy. Soros glanced at Bailey with a look of contempt.

"What are you talking about!" Bailey rushed to Thoros in a rage, reaching out to pick up the hypocritical mayor.

But before his hand touched Soros's clothes, Soros twisted Bailey's hand and kicked him in the ribs. Bailey snorted, spat out a mouthful of blood, and crashed into the edge of the snowmobile, which swayed three times in the snow.

"The garbage dares to do it with me. Soros took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his hands.

Bailey clutched his ribs and crawled to his feet in pain. He laughed miserably: "Trash, you don't even have the qualifications to talk to Lao Tzu." As he spoke, he rushed over with a menacing attitude. Soros frowned, turned to the side slightly, dodged Bailey's impact, grabbed his back collar with one hand, and just wanted to throw Bailey out, but felt a murderous aura approaching his face.

By the time he looked back, Chiko's fist had already hit him hard in the cheekbone, and Bailey took the opportunity to lift his legs and slam Soros onto the snowmobile's container.

"Well, now we know who is La-" Bailey was halfway through his smug words when a gunshot rang out again through the empty ice field, and Bailey had his back to the three of them, but the red blood behind him was falling on the ice field drop by drop.

"Bailey—" Chiko shouted angrily, grabbing Soros's half-exposed foot and throwing him out. Soros, who was thrown to the ground, didn't say a word, but staggered to his feet, with a murderous aura on his face: "Trash, you are all trash." ”

"You!" Chiko picked up the gun that Soros had thrown on the ground, which was originally his own, and the muzzle of the black hole was against Soros's head.

"Stop!" Caitlyn's stop made Chiko come to her senses a little.

"How. Soros wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, pointed at Bailey's gradually cold body and shouted, "It turns out that compared to the truth of the Book of Abraham, this garbage is nothing at all. ”

"You!" Chiko's eyes were bloodshot with anger, and the gun in her hand began to tremble slightly.

"Calm down, don't forget you're an agent!" Caitlyn walked up behind Chiko, pressed her shoulder with her left hand, and aimed the gun in her right hand at Soros. Eric knew that it was Caitlyn who wanted to replace Chiko, who was almost out of control at this time.

Eric struggled to lift Bailey onto the bobsleigh's container, covering him with a blanket. Then, he walked up to Soros and punched him in the stomach, but Soros was unmoved.

"Because of your arrogance, you have now lost all your advantages. Eric said coldly, "You're no different from that megalomaniac Felix. ”

"Advantage?" the corners of Soros's mouth showed a hint of weirdness, "I've always controlled the advantage, but your observation is too weak, great detective." ”

"I've got two guns in your head here. Caitlin reminded.

"Do you know the legend of this ice field?" Soros seemed unfazed.

"Legend?" Eric frowned.

"The wind and snow of this ice field have been cursed by ancient witchcraft, and anyone who enters this ice field will lose their senses. Soros's smile became even more eerie.

As soon as Soros finished speaking, the "fake Bailey", who was originally beaten to death by Bailey, suddenly stood up tremblingly. He opened his eyes, grinned and showed a mouthful of bloodshot teeth—just like Cher at that time—and said calmly, "Mr. Soros, our people have arrived. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong searchlight shot at Eric, and he couldn't open his eyes for a moment. Knowing that things were changing, Caitlyn took a few steps around Soros's back, strangled his neck with her left hand, and pressed the gun in her right hand against the artery in his right carotid:

"Don't forget, you're still in our hands. ”