Half a cigarette, Liu Ziwei returned to him with a calm face and said angrily: "What's the matter~ There are a few stinky money to drag and what to drag." ”

Wen Qi threw away the cigarette and wondered, "What's wrong?" ”

"The leader of the three R people is called Inoue Kurasuke, one of the heirs of the Hikui Foundation, an old man of 3 or 40 years old, and his speech is really disgusting."

Without waiting for Wen Qi to speak, Liu Ziwei rolled her lovely eyes and continued to disdain: "He said that he wanted to spend 10 million R yuan to let Su Ting accompany him out for dinner." ”

The female nurse's name is Su Ting? Wen Qi just knew that 10 million R yuan is equivalent to about 650,000 RMB.

A dinner is 650,000 yuan, if Wen Qi is a woman, maybe...... Phew, we're those kind of people

"That little day...... Sosuke Inoue, who had a good life, invited the little nurse to dinner, what were you excited about? ”

Liu Ziwei frowned and said excitedly: "Hey~ You really don't understand or pretend not to understand, what does that guy think of Su Ting." ”

"Did the little nurse agree?"

"Promise a fart, I'll help her translate, she turned around and left, so angry."

The recovery is almost complete, except that the left arm and palm are still tingling, "Let's go, go down, don't worry, we have so many armed police, this time it belongs to the national operation, and the R side does not dare to mess around." ”

But Wenqi and they don't know that the Hikui Foundation ranks among the top ten top consortia in country R, and not only does the left-wing party rely on it, but also has great influence in the military and political circles.

Not to mention covering the sky with one hand, at least in the local area of power, it is already an existence like an earth emperor.

Passing by the three R people, Wen Qi took a few more glances, and the man who took the lead had his hair parted in the middle, thief eyebrows, and two mustaches.

He smiled at them and bowed, looking very kind on his face.

But a cold glint flashed in Wen Qi's eyes, because he saw the suppressed desire in the eyes of that guy looking at Liu Ziwei.

There were only three of them left on the platform.

"Master Kurasuke, the president called us over to find your grandfather, and this time it was a joint rescue between the two countries, and I hope you don't make any trouble."

"Yaga~" Kurasuke turned around and gave one of his men a resounding slap. "We still need you to talk about the affairs of our underground family."

"Hi~" The subordinate lowered his head and said nothing, they were Deadpools specially cultivated by Koga Ryu for certain families, and they didn't even have personal freedom.

Mainly responsible for protecting the direct family and special assassinations, life and death depend on the master's words.

Another subordinate hurriedly bowed 90 degrees and pleaded: "Please calm your anger, Young Master Kurasuke, Twelve has no intention of offending you." Whatever you ask, we will do our best. ”

"Eleven, twelve, I know that you two are some of the best masters around my father, but don't forget, my surname is also Inoshita, and I am also your master, if you dare to criticize my decision in the future, you should go and see His Majesty the Emperor."

"Hi~"

This archaeological site was originally funded by the Jiujin Foundation behind the back, and after Soshita Kurasuke's grandfather abdicated, he became an archaeological enthusiast and disappeared with Liu Zhonghong.

In order to find out whether the old man is dead or alive, Kurasuke's father, who is now the chairman of the Hikui Group, Masao Inoshita, arranged for his most idle son.

Imagine that with the participation of the military anyway, his son will go through the motions, and it no longer matters whether the old man lives or dies, of course it is best to die.

The old guys on the board of directors of the consortium, he had long wanted to cut off and replace them, but unfortunately because of the old man's affection, he has not moved so far.

Wen Qi and Liu Ziwei went down to the mountain stream, where the terrain is open, and the ZR side is setting up temporary camping tents, and it seems that the rescue time is not too short.

Several personnel wearing professional protective suits walked out of the cave in the distance with detectors, reporting the amount of microorganisms and bacteria inside.

This process is carried out almost every time it comes, and several archaeological team members died inexplicably in the early stage, so everyone has to guard against it.

Half of the people were left to guard the equipment as follow-up guards, and the rest packed their backpacks and pushed into the cave in an orderly manner.

Wen Qi's backpack was taken down by the armed police who got down first, and he checked the contents of the bag again and followed.

The entrance of the cave seems to be very small, but I didn't expect that there is a cave in it, and there are traces of artificial excavation in the whole mountain, several zhang high and several meters wide, and the more you go inside, the larger the space.

There are searchlights hanging on the wall every 5 meters, which illuminate the surroundings very transparently, which should have been installed by the rescue team of the R side before.

A group of people walked about 300 meters, and obviously felt that the road ahead began to slope downward, and murals appeared on both sides of the mountain stones, the main color was red, and the characters were rough.

In the painting, the densely populated figures kneel down to worship a huge altar on which stands a man holding a scepter and a crown on his head, and behind him is a mysterious totem on a pocket watch.

The body and head of the beetle have a hawk-winged tail and a sun with a snake's head sticking out from its sides.

The photo that Professor Liu sent to Wenqi's mailbox should have been taken with this mural.

The atmosphere is terrifying, after all, there are many people, and the surroundings are bright, mainly because the temperature is getting higher and higher, and many people have begun to take off their coats and only wear a short-sleeved or vest.

"Wen Qi, why is it so hot?" Liu Ziwei asked in a low voice, and the two of them followed the team to the end.

"Mt. Fuji is an active volcano, and the center and bottom of the mountain are full of magma, so why don't you get hot?"

Liu Ziwei was able to ask such a stupid question, which made Wen Qi squint at him, why didn't he find out before, did this girl have a full length of brain.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at, I really think I don't know, idiot~" Liu Ziwei glared at Wen Qi with disdain, and walked forward past him.

What does ~~~ mean? Deliberately looking for a topic to chat about? Wen Qi scratched the bridge of his nose in confusion and continued to focus on the mural.

The further down you go, the simpler the content of the mural becomes, talking about the livelihood of some men and women weaving.

Wen Qi wondered in his heart, why did he say that this is a ruin? And not a mausoleum?

In his understanding, ruins should be a city, or a place where a group of people lived. Instead of a long corridor carved with frescoes, as is the case now, it shows the future generations what it was like.

Soon this doubt was solved, and as the crowd went deeper and deeper, they finally walked out to the end of the corridor.

There are two or three stadium-sized open spaces in front of you, and rough and irregular stone benches and scattered stone utensils and containers can be seen everywhere.

Embedded in the middle is a giant bronze disc more than 1 meter high and nearly 10 meters in diameter, on which there are mountains of dried corpses and bones, including humans and animals.

Dark red, dried blood stains outline the gaps in the patterns that stain the entire bronze disc.

Everyone on the Z side saw it for the first time, and everyone gasped, what kind of ruins or mausoleums are here, it is clearly a flesh and blood altar of an unknown civilization.

The temperature here is as hot as a sauna, and it feels close to the limit of ordinary people.