"Hey! I had no interest in mundane jewelry, but there was one thing that had to be found. Tchaikov spread his hands and said that he was not a money-grubber.

"What's that?" Wang Xingguo and Xia Ruobing asked in unison.

"A scepter." Tchaikov said slowly, "It is said that Philip IV persecuted the Knights Templar because of it. ”

"Scepter?" Xia Ruobing is a little strange, as we all know, the scepter represents power, which is usually only possessed by kings and popes. Of the famous three knights, only the Knights Hospitaller established the "nation", and how could the Knights Templar have the scepter that continues to this day in Malta?

"A mysterious scepter handed down from the East, said to summon undead warriors." Tchaikov laughed.

"Tchaikov, you don't look like a person who likes mythological stories." Wang Xingguo half-jokingly said that he was actually rejecting him.

Tchaikov was not in a hurry, he took out a stack of materials from the suitcase, put them on the table, and pushed them in front of Wang Xingguo: "Don't be in a hurry to refuse me, Wang, you should take a good look at this." ”

Xia Ruobing saw a passage of Lu Wen at a glance, she quickly skimmed through it, and asked, "You guarantee that these are true?" ”

Tchaikov smiled: "You are an expert, you are more familiar with the text on it than I am." ”

"The letter of the envoy of the Han Dynasty." Xia Ruobing said, "What about the other parts? ”

Tchaikov shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't know either.

Wang Xingguo's face was a little unsightly, and the scene fell silent.

The anxious Pandy saw that everyone didn't speak, and shouted anxiously: "Little angel, can't you believe in Pandy's grandfather's character?" ”

Tchaikov stopped Pandy's impatience and said slowly: "The only thing that is certain now is that the Poseidon sank in the North Sea, and at the last moment, the captain stuffed the Poseidon's logbook and cargo list into an oak barrel, and 10 years later, this oak barrel drifted to the coast of France, and the Poseidon had the treasure of Loulan on it......"

"Tchaikov, today is the day of my engagement." Wang Xingguo wanted to interrupt Tchaikov.

"I've known what's on board the Poseidon for a long time, and I've been looking for these scattered manuscripts, and now I've finally found them." Tchaikov smiled, "Xia, your parents are pursuing a lifetime of achievements, maybe the secret is on the Poseidon." ”

"Tchaikov, we've quit the world of exploration." Wang Xingguo's face became even more ugly, "In the huge North Sea, it is not easy to find a sunken sailing ship. ”

"Someone has found it." Pandey exclaimed anxiously, "The sea hunters, those guys who have searched the world for the treasures under the sea, they have found the Poseidon. ”

"No, Pandey, it's about to be found, and I have a hunch that the Poseidon is about to reappear in the world." Tchaikov laughed, "I funded the expedition from the whole time, and of course, I wanted him to participate in it as well." Tchaikov pointed at Wang Xingguo.

Xia Ruobing didn't answer, after all, she personally promised Wang Xingguo that she would never set foot in expeditions in the future, and now their savings were enough for them to live a satisfying life.

"Well, does that have anything to do with us? Tchaikov, Xia Ruobing and I are already engaged. Wang Xingguo took Xia Ruobing's hand, and the engagement ring on his hand reflected in the light.

"Congratulations, but please take a look at this, maybe you'll change your mind." Tchaikov said with a smile, he was sure to persuade Xia Ruobing, and he also expected that Wang Xingguo would reject him, so he pushed the last document bag in front of Wang Xingguo.

……

Off the coast of Norway, the morning light has just appeared from the east, and Chen Badai on the deck is lying on a deck chair, with his legs crossed, and his Benny hat is covering his face, blocking the sun that is about to shine.

On the back deck of the Saint Maiden of the Sea, all kinds of workstations were working all night last night, and the roar of machinery, the creaking of gears and steel cables, Chen Badai was used to hearing it.

"Poor! Submarine No. 3 is ready to surface. In the walkie-talkie placed on the side, the first mate's report was heard.

Chen Badai picked up the walkie-talkie: "Chen! Old! Old! You're poor! ”

“OKOKOK！ Poor! I just want to know when I can take a break? "The first mate is also a little impatient, and after several days of high-intensity work, no one is angry.

"Wait until the submarine is out of the water!" Chen Badai shouted impatiently and threw the walkie-talkie aside.

The sun poked its head out of the sea level, and the sunlight penetrated into Chen Badai's eyes through the gap in the Penny hat, and Chen Badai secretly scolded: "What a few days of hard work!" ”

The alarm lights on the deck flickered, and at the same time, a shrill siren sounded, this sound had sounded countless times in half a month, Chen Badai covered his face and turned a deaf ear.

The mobile phone in his pocket rang, Chen Badai slowly took out his mobile phone, and there was only one thing to call himself at this time.

Chen Badai put his mobile phone close to his ear: "Hey! ”

"Chen Badai, how is the situation?" Sure enough, it was Dick.

"The same old way." Chen Badai replied.

"How is that possible? It stands to reason that it should be there. Dick was a little surprised, according to his calculations, there should be results in the next two days.

"Ha, Boss Dick, you took a navigation chart from hundreds of years ago, drew a circle with your finger, and told me that the Poseidon sank here, do you know that your circle is a few hundred square nautical miles in the actual sea area? 700 years of ocean currents, sediment deposition on the seabed, the Scandia Peninsula is still a high-risk area for earthquake volcanoes, the topography of the seabed changes almost every year, maybe it has been carried hundreds of nautical miles away by ocean currents, or it has been buried hundreds of meters below the seabed by sediment, or this record is nonsense! Chen Badai was a little impatient, and Dick swore to himself that the record in the manuscript was absolutely accurate, but now it seems that this is not the case.

There was another reason for Chen's impatience, Dick was just a businessman, he didn't know anything about expeditions, and he thought that underwater expeditions were as simple as going to the vegetable market to buy an apple.

"Okay, maybe there will be some deviations, but there will always be a reward, right?" Dick was bombarded by Chen Badai, and his tone softened.

"I told them to inform me of any situation, but in the past half a month, they have found nothing but mud and sand, not even a rusty iron sheet." Chen Badai said, "I suggest recalculating the location of the Poseidon, it can't be still here." ”

"Since you are the leader of the expedition, then you decide, but I will tell you, I have invested so much money, I have to pay off." Dick thought for a moment and said, "Min will be going to meet you soon, and you can discuss something with him......"

"Bastard, find someone to spy on me......" Chen Badai put down the phone and scolded in his heart.

The miniature submarine surfaced, the crane hoisted it onto the deck, the staff was fixing it on the pedestal, the overnight work finally came to an end, everyone needed to go back to the cabin to rest, Chen Badai looked at the calm Beihai, and felt that it was a waste of time to find the Poseidon here.

"Hey! Who's that! Let the captain go to the chart room, I need to re-locate it! Chen Badai never remembered the names of the crew members on this ship, so he grabbed a person and asked him to inform the captain.

For Chen Badai, the crew are accustomed to his style, it has been at sea for almost a month, and many people have not yet figured out what kind of role this expedition leader is, he is only responsible for giving orders, letting the ship go here, driving there, and then sending frogmen or miniature submersibles to dive, and there are many experienced undersea hunters on board, they all have to listen to Chen Badai's command, but they can't understand what Chen Badai is doing.

But everyone is just here to do a job, as long as the boss gives money, all the complaints can be tolerated, and the people on the ship only know that Chen Badai represents Dick, looking for a centuries-old shipwreck, as for what exactly is in the wreck, these people are not clear. There are some rumors on the ship, which is full of treasures from the East, but as for how these treasures from the East escaped to this distant North Sea, everyone is not interested.

In the chart room, Chen Badai received information about the ocean currents over the past few hundred years, and there were records of earthquakes and volcanoes near the Scandian Peninsula since the beginning of the record, and he tried to deduce the possible location of the Poseidon.

Chen Badai stayed up until the afternoon in the chart room, countless data filled his head, he looked at those symbols, numbers, and felt that his mind was messy, at this time it would be good if Wang Xingguo was by his side, Wang Xingguo's brain is like a supercomputer, no matter how complex the data, in just a few seconds, he can draw a conclusion.

Chen Badai...... Follow your heart, it will guide you in the ......" In the depths of Chen Badai's chaotic mind, there was a low murmur again, since Chen Badai returned from the royal tomb in that wasteland, such a voice often sounded in his mind.

Chen Badai knocked on his head, trying to clear his mind, his eyes stared at the charts and those data, slowly becoming blurry, Chen Badai felt that his eyes were about to be blind, he rubbed his face vigorously, and rubbed his eyes again, suddenly there was a double vision in front of him, the charts and those data became more blurry, and after a while, they became clear again.

“HAT？！” Chen Badai blinked, just now he saw a pattern on the chart, a pattern that flashed by!

Chen Badai hurriedly picked up the drawing pen and marked the chart on the screen......

"Dick, I know where the Poseidon is......" Half an hour later, Chen Badai picked up the satellite phone and dialed Dick's number, "It didn't sink here at all...... but in another place......"

"Are you sure?!" Dick was amazed, believing that the manuscript in the barrel could not be wrong.

"Yes, it didn't sink that night, it survived the storm and struggled to sail for days, and besides, it wasn't in the North Sea, it was in the ......North Atlantic," Chen Badai smiled slightly.

"How is this possible?!" Dick shouted, this sea expedition is costing his own money every second, if Chen Badai is wrong, it will be a waste of money!

"Of course I do, because the Poseidon can't sail here!" Chen Badai smiled mysteriously......