Chapter XXXIV: The Pope's Study

The Man in the Iron Mask had to raise his hands high, and in the face of a group of bandits holding Uzi **, no one dared to act rashly. After all, no matter how fast a person is, he can't be faster than a bullet.

The leader of the masked men tilted his head and ordered one of his subordinates to go over and take Yuan Meng's backpack.

This guy was wearing a vest covered in graffiti, and he walked over triumphantly, phew! He took a sip and shot at the Iron Mask's feet before bending down to pick up the women's backpack in front of him.

The Man in the Iron Mask, who had already raised his hand in surrender, suddenly flew up and hooked the masked man's chin, kicking him off the ground in one fell swoop, and at the same time, the huge bat on his shoulder suddenly flew up and rushed towards the masked crowd opposite.

The leader of the masked man is not a simple character, although the man in the iron mask was suddenly attacked, he did not panic, raised the ** in his hand, and simply pulled the trigger neatly.

Suddenly, there was a burst of gunshots, and with the fire snake spraying from the muzzle, the huge black bat was instantly shot into a sieve. With a snap, the bat's corpse fell stiffly from mid-air to the ground.

At the same time as the masked leader opened fire, the Man in the Iron Mask suddenly pulled out a ninja smoke bomb from his arms, and he threw it to the ground with a thud, and with a firecracker-sized sound, a cloud of purple smoke suddenly rose from the feet of the Man in the Iron Mask.

The masked leader killed the big bat, and when he saw this scene, he suddenly felt bad and yelled, "Shoot!" ”

As soon as the order was given, more than a dozen Uzi ** were fired together, and the crisp sound of gunfire and bullet casings splashing suddenly sounded in the secret passage.

When the leader of the masked man gave the order to shoot, his men opened fire, and suddenly someone found that a pitch-black shadow suddenly shot out of the purple smoke in front of him~ fast as lightning, as fast as a meteor, and before he could see what was coming, he heard someone in the crowd already let out a terrible scream.

Someone has been attacked by an unknown creature! But it was so fast that no one could see what was attacking them.

They could only see that the throat of the accomplice who had fallen from the attack was bitten into a bloody hole, and the dirty blood exploded like a broken sewage pipe~ shooting plasma.

All the masked men were terrified! They kept shooting indiscriminately, and some people actually shot by mistake~ to their own people, causing a wave of vicious and angry curses!

Seeing that his men were so drunk and so angry, the masked leader went crazy and shot his accomplice's men who had accidentally injured them, and then a man next to him was struck down by a black lightning bolt.

He shot like lightning, and fired at his fallen subordinates, and he stopped with a shuttle of bullets.

After the smoke passed, his men on the ground were shot into sieves, but beside the blood-stained corpse lay a huge mouse, a black rat that was much bigger than a cat!

Even the well-informed leader of the masked men was taken aback when he saw it.

At this time, the purple smoke in front of him gradually dispersed, and there was no corpse of the man in the iron mask on the ground, but the fainting silver-haired woman and the guy who came up to collect Yuan Meng's backpack before were all hit by stray bullets, and they couldn't die anymore!

Seeing this, the masked leader angrily tore off his mask and yelled on his back, "I'm going to kill him!" I'm going to kill him! ”

This thing turned out to be the boss of the silver-haired woman, Tasker. Mr. Tangral!

While Mr. Stark was shouting angrily, there were bursts of cheers and applause in St. Peter's Square, all of which were dedicated to Pope Francis, who was giving the speech.

At this time, the gorgeous mangrove door of the Pope's study was pushed open by two white-clothed clergymen who were cleaning, and after these two people walked into the study, they actually locked the door of the study directly for some reason.

Although they have cleaning tools, they have no intention of working. The two of them looked around sneakily together, as if looking for something.

The female clergyman disliked the headscarf and grabbed it directly in her hand, revealing her long beautiful blonde hair and a face as beautiful as an angel, of course she was An An. Dracula.

And the man who looked at the huge oil painting on the wall was, of course, me, the old Chinese corpse Xiao Soul!

After looking at the portrait twice, I shook my head, if it were me, I would never put the safe behind such a large oil painting, because in doing so, the thief would easily find out, and it would be inconvenient for me to check it.

If I were the Pope, where would I hide the Holy Grail in this study? I twisted my eyebrows and thought nervously, time is actually not too much for me and An An.

The Pope's speech was only thirty minutes at most, and An An and I had a little accident when we got in, and we were delayed for five or six minutes, and we had to leave before the Franciscans finished speaking, so that the time left for me and An An was less than twenty minutes.

In such a short time we must find the hidden safe and open it, and then take the Holy Grail with us.

Yes, it's the Holy Grail!

An An learned through her own connections that the Holy Grail on public display in the Vatican Museums was actually just a "Xibei cargo" that concealed people's ears! The real Holy Grail was hidden in the Pope's study, but he didn't know where.

Since we have been followed by the Tangral family all the way, in fact, they are nothing more than to get a clue to the Nord Book here in An An. Although the Dracula family had already given away the Nord Book as early as the Middle Ages, not all of the Draculas believed that the Dracula family was willing to part with their love. Among them, the Tangral family is the most distrusted member of the blood family. So they have been tracking the Dracula family for many years.

It was only in modern times that the Tangral family was convinced that the Nord Book was no longer in the hands of the Dracula family, but they did not believe in the exact whereabouts of the holy book, and the Dracula family would know nothing.

So they sent a group of people to follow An An intermittently for many years.

This time, An An decided to completely get rid of the tail that had been following him for many years, so he implemented the plan to divert the troubles that he had been thinking about and planning in his heart for a long time.

She first arranged a public exhibition of the fake chalice through the Vatican leadership, and then let out the wind, suggesting that the clues of the Tangral family's Nord book were hidden in the chalice, originally she interrupted Yuan Meng to throw the fake chalice into the Tiber River, so that the Tangral family would lose the clue and become headless flies, but she didn't expect the unexpected appearance of the Man in the Iron Mask to make this originally imperfect plan seamless.

An An and I didn't know that the successful participation of the Man in the Iron Mask in the Secret Tunnel had made the project even more successful, and we had been in Pope Francis' study for five minutes, but we had found nothing.

"Where will it be?" I pondered.

I suddenly noticed that the oil paintings on the wall were placed awkwardly, but I couldn't tell where the awkwardness was for a while, but the feeling that something was not quite right firmly attracted me.

An An saw that I had been staring at the oil paintings on the wall, and also came over to study them with me.

She looked at it and suddenly said, "Hey, why is Pope Francis' portrait so small?" ”

"Is it small?" I asked, puzzled.

On the wall flanking the Pope's desk are two paintings, one of which is a huge portrait of the 265th pope before the Catholic Church, each of which is larger than the individual portrait of Francis. According to An An's explanation, this is too disrespectful to the current pope.

But I just think that's where the authority of the current pope is demonstrated, you see, the 265 predecessors are crammed into a painting, and Francis has one to himself, which is not enough!

An An's and I have leftward opinions, which just exposes the differences between our Chinese and Western cultures and cognitions.

Since we have different cognitions, we can only seek common ground while reserving differences. Both of us think that Pope Francis's solo portrait is abnormal, so let's leave it alone for a moment and go up and see if it's serious.

I stepped forward and reached out and steadily removed the self-portrait of Pope Francis, behind which was the wooden plank that adorned the wall, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. I didn't give up, I knocked my fingers on the wall panel twice, it was empty, and the sound of feedback behind the wooden board made me happy to pass, not to mention, it was really strange.

Just as I was about to brute force the wall panel, I suddenly noticed a small wedge in the wall, I carefully pulled it out with my fingernails, and then along a gap that looked like a wooden pattern, I reached into my nails and carefully buttoned it down, and unexpectedly, a wall panel about the size of the portrait was buckled down.

Behind the wall panels is a small stainless steel safe.

I smiled slightly, and turned back to let An An see, but as soon as she showed joy, her face was gloomy, we still have less than ten minutes left, and we are not professional thieves, how can we open this very high-tech small iron door.

safe, if there is a key, then ...... But the question is, where is the key?

I twisted my eyebrows and thought for a moment, and then suddenly I turned back and walked towards the Pope's desk, I opened a few drawers, and finally found a bunch of keys in the bottom drawer. One of them resembles a safe key. I took out the set of keys, shook them, and said to An An, "It doesn't take much effort to get here!" ”

But in the next second, my face suddenly became very good-looking......

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