Binz. Captain Horn walked into the door of the first-class dining room with a briefcase in his hand.

"Hi Captain, here it is!" At a dining table near the porthole, an officer waved his hand and beckoned, "Come here, I'll be waiting for you." ”。

Horn walked over briskly, a happy smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, I happened to have official business, so I kept you waiting." The captain took off his military hat and politely nodded his apology to the guests.

"No, Captain, you know, we're at sea, and there's still business to be done." The officer was a second lieutenant, but judging by the uniform, he belonged to the Luftwaffe.

"There's no way, they can find me everywhere, I just came from the cruise ship's telecommunications room, and I've been there all this morning." Horn placed the briefcase under the chair.

"May I ask about the contents of the telegram?" The second lieutenant asked casually as he beckoned to the attendant.

Horn didn't answer the other person's question, but stared straight into the other person's face.

"Well, forget about that stupid question, Captain, I know the secrecy rules." The captain said with some embarrassment touching the back of his head.

"I'm surprised you remember this order, Second Lieutenant Krieger." The corners of Horn's mouth curled slightly.

"Leave me alone, I'm just a poor pilot. Please, Captain, with the fabled Red Sea just outside the ship's side, can't you just relax a little and enjoy this enjoyable journey? Ensign Krieger said a quip as he picked up the carafe on the table and poured Horn a glass of lemonade.

"Mr. Captain, I heard that you have been to many places and must have seen many interesting things, can you tell us about them?" The female companion sitting on Krieger's right changed the subject.

"This is Emily whom I told you. Miss Dewar, next to her is her friend, Liz. Miss Bloom. Second Lieutenant Krieger introduced.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Dewar, Miss Bloom." Horn nodded gracefully and greeted the two beautiful ladies.

"Well, that was a long time ago, when I was still in military school, and one summer I went to Egypt and stayed in Cairo for almost two weeks." Horn took the menu from the waiter.

"This... This., and this, get me another bottle of wine. Horn pointed to the menu and said to the waiter.

"What kind of wine do you need?" The waiter asked respectfully, with a strong French accent in German.

"Pinot Noir of Burgundy." Horn replied in fluent French.

"Okay, wait a moment, Mr. Officer, our Burgundy wines are the best." The waiter put away the menu and put it under his armpit, and then bowed respectfully and withdrew.

"He's right, the wine on this ship is really good." Horn smiled and said to a lady sitting on the left-hand side.

"You speak French very well, Mr. Captain." Mademoiselle Blonn was a pure French beauty, with a pair of lake-green eyes with long eyelashes, long tan hair fashionably coiled up, revealing a slender and fair neck, and a set of expensive white dresses, which set off her slender and charming figure.

"Thanks, I learned from my former landlord, who is a retired professor of linguistics. You don't have to call me Mr. Captain, you can call me Horn. Where did I just go? Ah yes, it's Cairo, sorry. Horn took a sip of lemonade and wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin.

"Which of you has been to Egypt?" The captain asked, but no one answered his question.

"It's a place full of secrets, and you never know what's buried under the sand. I once entered a pharaoh's mausoleum, and of course a local guide took me there. It is said to have been a pharaoh of the Twenty Dynasties, almost 2,000 years ago. Captain Horn flaunted his erudition, perhaps because of the presence of a French beauty sitting beside him.

"God, have you found treasure in it?" Miss Dewar's eyes widened.

"Unfortunately, there may have been countless treasures inside, but they were emptied by local tomb robbers more than a dozen centuries ago. As soon as the pharaoh's tomb was left unguarded, local tomb robbers would immediately ransack it. Horn continued to taunt his learning.

"But doesn't it say that there is a curse of the pharaoh? Aren't tomb robbers afraid? Miss Dewar asked curiously, the curse of Tutang Carmen was already famous all over the world by this time, and it was said that in the eight years from 1922 to 30 years, the curse of the pharaoh had killed twelve people, and the power was uncertain, but it was really efficient enough for Egypt.

"I don't know the ancient Egyptian language, and I don't know any curses, but the walls of the mausoleum are carved with the names of many tourists from the Roman Empire, such as the visit of Primus and so on." Horn was completely dismissive of the so-called pharaoh's curse, and if the curse was so useful, how could ancient Egypt be wiped out.

"This is the first time I've heard of this, Caluz, and you're right, Captain Horn is a polymath indeed." Miss Dewar said to Ensign Krieger.

"Caluz?" Horn turned his head to look at the Air Force Ensign, a teasing expression on his face.

"Not what you think, Captain, Emily and I have only known each other for two days." Krieg said with an awkward smile.

"Emily?" Horn picked up the glass of water to hide the smile on the corner of his mouth, this guy is really getting darker and darker.

"Your lunch is ready, sir." At this time, the foreman came with a few waiters holding plates in their hands and rescued the second lieutenant of the Air Force from his embarrassment.

"This is the oyster soup you ordered, the oxtail soup of this lady, the seafood soup of this gentleman, and the creamy mushroom soup of this lady." The foreman reported the name of the dish, and the waiters placed the soup plate in front of several people.

"This is the Burgundy wine you wanted." After the foreman held the bottle for Horn to look at, he neatly used the corkscrew to pull out the cork.

"Enjoy." After pouring a glass of wine for each of the guests, the waiter respectfully turned and stepped back.

"Wish..." Krieger pondered the toast with his glass.

"I wish the Führer good health!" Horn raised his glass.

"Best wishes to the Führer!" Krieger hurriedly complied.

"May the world be at peace forever." Miss Bronn chimed in.

"Peace to you." Horn bowed slightly, then raised his head and drank it down.

"Captain Horn, I heard Caluz say that you are preparing to disembark in Marseille." Putting down her glass, Miss Dewar asked with a smile.

"We're going to take the train back to Berlin from Marseille, where are you going? Maybe we'll be able to pick up a companion along the way. Krieger chimed in.

"I'm sorry, Caluz, the two of us are going to Cairo." Miss Dewar said.

"Going sightseeing?" Krieger asked.

"Going to work, one of Liz's relatives was on an archaeological team, and they were short of a paleographer, so they invited Liz over. Don't look at me like that, Captain Horn, I'm just going with Liz on a sightseeing trip to Egypt, and I don't know anything about these ancient things. Miss Dewar shook her hand and said that she wasn't entertaining Horn, and that she wasn't an expert on it.

"That's a pity, I thought we could have a great trip." Krieger's mood became a little low.

"Second Lieutenant Krieger, I didn't have time to tell you just now that we won't be back to Berlin for the time being." Horn scooped up a spoonful of seafood soup.

"What's going on? Captain, is it because of the telegram you received this morning—" Krieger put down the spoon in surprise.

"Yes, the itinerary has changed, we are going to disembark in Suez and then go to Cairo, where we will receive new orders." Horn blew the soup from the spoon.

"You're not kidding, are you, Captain, please tell me it's not a joke."

"I'm not joking with work, second lieutenant." Horn put down the spoon in satisfaction.

"Then you have to go to Cairo too." Miss Dewar asked happily.

"Yes, maybe like Krieger just said, we can have a companion on the road. You didn't tell me that you are an expert in paleographies. Horn turned to Miss Brown.

"You didn't ask me, Mr. Horn." Miss Bron had a mischievous smile on her face.

"If you don't mind, please let me and Ensign Krieger take you to Cairo, Miss Brown, knowing that the journey from Suez to Cairo is not an easy one, and that there is a vast barren desert in between, and that there are often smugglers and bandits on the way, and that beautiful ladies like you should be especially safe." Horn raised his glass.

"It won't cause trouble for your work." Miss Brown asked in a whisper.

"It doesn't matter, it's a drop by anyway, so it's settled." Horn made a decision directly for the other party, and then turned his head and asked Krieger: "You can fly a plane, right?" ”

"Captain, I'm the ace in the squadron." The pilot felt like he was being teased.

"I mean the big one." Horn gestured with his hands outstretched.

"How big?"

"They gave us a transport plane in Suez, but there was no driver."

"No problem, as long as it has wings and an engine, I can fly it into the sky." The pilot patted his chest and said.

In front of a beautiful lady, you must be arrogant at this time.

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