"How's your research going? Old man Yang? ”

In a five-star hotel in Paris, Hao Qiao sat on the sofa and was on a video call with the old man Yang Changchun on the other end of the computer.

Old man Yang was still so energetic, after receiving Hao Qiao's emergency call in the early hours of the night, he didn't say a word, and began to pull the doctor of his research institute to start focusing on the inscription compared with the map of the holy relics taken by Yang Xia.

Looking outside, the sky was already bright, and it was more than nine o'clock in the morning.

The old man's gang had apparently stayed up all night investigating the Forerunner ruins in this part of France.

Speaking of which, Hao Qiao really felt quite embarrassed.

Old man Yang, they are actually not young one by one, and staying up late like this is really not good for their health.

But what can be done, the situation in front of us is originally a race against time.

It's up to who gets to the Precursor ruins hidden somewhere in France first.

"I said, you've all stayed up all night, why don't you take a rest first? The council, for its part, is also eyeing the White War organization. We'll find out when they move, and we'll be able to find them in the end. ”

In the end, perhaps out of respect for the old and love for the young, Hao Qiao still cared so much about Old Man Yang.

Hearing this, the old man on the other side was wearing a pair of glasses, raised his eyes to look at Hao Qiao, grinned, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?" Now suddenly there is no hurry? Who woke me up in the middle of the night yesterday? Hahaha! You're in a hurry, too. Have you forgotten, there's still a time difference? When you called me yesterday, I was about to wake up, don't worry, I didn't stay up late, my old bones are still very sorry. ”

Old Man Yang said this, Hao Qiao's mind turned a corner, and he remembered that there was such a thing as jet lag, and he suddenly smiled bitterly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Perhaps seeing Hao Qiao's embarrassment, Old Man Yang said again: "Okay, don't worry." We have also studied these inscriptions for a long time. I don't know why it's getting harder and harder to translate, but at least I've accumulated a lot. ”

"According to you, the target is France, then according to the map of the relics provided on the information from 10,000 years ago, you have a holy sword there. In other words, there is nothing wrong with the fact that France does have precursor relics. ”

"It is estimated that according to the inscription, this holy sword has a powerful power that can destroy everything, and can allow the wielder to obtain the power of the god of war to win any war. We have consulted the historical books, religions, myths, and cultural legends of various countries, and we can probably confirm the history of this sacred sword. It should have really ever been in history. Artifacts that have appeared. ”

"Legend has it that the sword of Attila, the king of the Huns, can unleash a powerful 'wrath of the god of war', which can kill hundreds of people in an instant, and it is this holy sword that he holds. Throughout history, the sword was held by the sons of Zeus, Perseus, Alexander the Great, King Arthur, the Norse mythological heroes Sigurd, Genghis Khan, and Joan of Arc. ”

"In the hands of each generation of its bearers, the Holy Sword has burst out with the most brilliant brilliance in history."

"After Joan of Arc, a man with the surname Dorian took the sword in the hands of the French rulers at the time, and finally put the creature back into the ruins, just as we did in the Himalayas. More than 200 years have passed since then. ”

"In the past two hundred years, I don't know if the Precursor ruins have been discovered, so you have to be mentally prepared to not find the holy relics after going to the ruins this time."

Old man Yang Changchun told Hao Qiao all the things he found about the holy relics in Paris, and after hearing the old man's last words, Hao Qiao smiled and said: "The holy relics are casual, the main thing is to deal with the group of uneasy guys in the White War Organization." ”

"Okay, let's continue to confirm the exact location here, the personnel sent by the Earth Security Council to assist are quite powerful, maybe it won't take long to confirm, and I'll contact you when the time comes."

Old Man Yang said, someone behind him called him, and he said one last word to Hao Qiao, and then ended the video call.

Looking at the black screen of the video call, Hao Qiao also stood up and walked to the side of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The weather outside was nice and sunny.

From Hao Qiao's position, you can see the ruins of the battlefield surrounded by a large number of police and fire trucks two kilometers away.

It takes less than an hour for a battle to cause such a great deal of damage, and in the end it will take to restore it to its original appearance, but I don't know how long it will take.

"Holy Sword......

Hao Qiao looked out the window in a daze, and finally muttered: "I don't know what the second world catastrophe in 2023 predicted in the Precursor ruins is, is it really useful to gather that messy pile of holy relics?" ”

Just as he was sighing, Deadpool and Aaron slammed open the door with a lot of food and ran back, and Deadpool kept shouting, "Eat!" Come and have breakfast! Damn, I and Ellen Kid traveled a long way to buy it, I don't know what they smoked, they all shut down, don't you want to do business! ”

Listening to Deadpool's complaints, Hao Qiao replied casually: "There was such a big movement in the battle yesterday, of course, everyone closed the door to avoid the limelight, and not everyone has such a big heart." Also, we are a five-star hotel here, won't you just get something to eat in the hotel? ”

Hao Qiao's complaining made Deadpool stand on the spot for an instant, and finally his hands were loosened, and all the food fell on the coffee table in a mess, and he muttered: "Yes!" Why am I so stupid? ”

Ignoring Deadpool's habitual psychosis, Hao Qiao unceremoniously walked to the coffee table, rummaged through the food they bought, and picked out some that met his taste. He sat down on the couch next to him and ate it.

In the next room, Ilva's little fat man, who was catching up on sleep, also woke up Deadpool, rubbed his eyes and walked out, as soon as he saw something to eat, he immediately became energetic, and trotted over cleanly, but was called by Alan to brush his teeth and wash his face first.

As for Bethleng and Coffey, they are two workaholics, and they have long since disappeared.

It's not investigating this or that, compared to Hao Qiao, they are simply too lazy.

While eating, Hao Qiao's left-handed tactical watch shook, and a white Leng voice suddenly came from the earphones: "Prepare, we have discovered the whereabouts of the Bloody Hand Gang." The two trucks with the lickers were driving on the D154 road in the 13th arrondissement of Paris. ”

(End of chapter)