Chapter 483: The identity of the male corpse

Soon, I walked up to the kneeling man's body with a short knife.

As I got closer, my brow furrowed even more as I faced the male corpse.

Before, the position of this male corpse kneeling on the ice had already surprised me.

At this time, after seeing the specific cause of death of the male corpse, I was even more puzzled.

The cause of the man's death was a short knife about a foot long.

Of course, this short knife can't compare to the short knife I hold in my hand, but it also looks so sharp that it can take a person's life without much effort.

What's more, this short knife was inserted straight into the abdomen of the male corpse at this time, and it came out through the body. The man's hands were tightly clasped on the hilt of the short knife.

It was this scene that made me look very surprised.

Obviously, this male corpse died by suicide!

I was puzzled as to why this guy committed suicide, and when I looked at his face again, I raised my eyebrows, and my doubts were even greater.

The male corpse also had a very standard European and American physiognomy on his face, with deep eyebrows and broad eyes, a high nose bridge, and a heavy beard on both cheeks, and he looked to be about fifty years old.

The appearance of this male corpse gave me a very familiar feeling, and I always felt like I had seen it somewhere.

It's just that we Chinese look at the Europeans and Americans who look similar, just as Europeans and Americans look at the Chinese basically the same.

After taking a closer look at the man's corpse, I had new doubts.

Judging by his face alone, this man is not as fierce as the mercenaries we met before.

On the contrary, from the vivid face, I can feel a very strong sense of bookishness, just like Professor Chen's old professor.

It's just that, judging from the style of the mountaineering suit worn by this man's corpse, he should have come to this place with those mercenaries of the "French Foreign Legion".

However, this man was lucky compared to his teammates who were cut to pieces and scattered, but for some reason he chose to commit suicide here after the worst of them.

Moreover, what puzzled me even more and muttered to me was that I saw a rather peaceful and serene smile on the face of this male corpse.

This kind of smile is the smile from the bottom of a person's heart when he finally gets what he wants.

"You're not a devout Christian."

Staring at the male corpse kneeling on the ground with a sly smile on his face, I couldn't help but shake my head and say secretly.

Filial piety has clouds: the body is skinned, and the parents who receive it dare not destroy it, and the beginning of filial piety is also.

However, since this guy is a foreigner, he probably doesn't understand what this "Book of Filial Piety" is.

It's just that these European and American foreigners are all Christians, and the doctrine of Christianity clearly states that people who commit suicide cannot go to heaven after death.

It's just that after looking at the dark world realm of nothingness around us.

I seem to understand why this man would choose to commit suicide here.

Alone, facing this void of darkness, in fact, it is almost like being in hell, what kind of heaven do you expect to go to!

If it were given to me, if there is no hope and there is no end in sight, I may choose this extreme way to end my life.

After all, the old Chinese saying "early death and early rebirth" is even more tempting for a person who is in deep despair.

"Oh my God!"

Just as I was staring at the male corpse in front of me who was still kneeling and sighing, Professor Chen's exclamation suddenly came from behind me.

Hearing this, I hurriedly looked back, only to see that Professor Chen had walked behind me without knowing when, staring straight at the male corpse kneeling on the ground at this time.

Professor Chen's mouth was long and he obviously hadn't had time to close his mouth after letting out the exclamation just now.

"Do you know this guy?"

Professor Chen stared at the male corpse on the ground, which was obviously a sign of old acquaintance with the male corpse.

Thinking of this, I was busy asking Professor Chen.

"He's Noel, August, Noor."

After Professor Chen's words were finished, I was stunned for a moment, and then my eyes widened, and I stammered to Professor Chen.

"You mean that Auguste Noll?"

"yes!"

Professor Chen walked up quickly, squatted down in front of the male corpse, and took advantage of the flashlight I shone on the male corpse, and carefully looked at the male corpse.

"It's true, he's that Augustnore! Oh my God, how did he die in this place? ”

"Fuck me!"

After hearing Professor Chen's reaffirmative answer, I couldn't help but scold.

Of course, I didn't scold out of anger, but out of excitement after learning the identity of the man's corpse.

Professor Chen can now be regarded as a well-known figure in the archaeological field of the world, and it can be said that he is red and purple.

However, more than 20 years ago, before Professor Chen became famous for discovering the ancient tomb in the mountain.

This "Augustnore" is already an iconic name in the archaeological community of the entire world.

It can be said that at that time, almost all the well-known archaeological discoveries in the world were related to this "Augustnore".

What impressed me the most was when I saw a foreign archaeology magazine from 1970 in the school library.

In that magazine, one of the "Top Ten Archaeological Discoveries in the World" was published, and eight of the major archaeological discoveries were discovered by this "Augustnore" first.

It is no exaggeration to say that "Augustnore" represents an era and is the idol of archaeologists in the world at that time. Even back then, Professor Chen worshipped this Auguste as a god.

At that time, everyone in the world knew that this Auguste Noll had a dream.

That is to solve the mystery of the emperor's mausoleum, which is the largest in the world, and it is also the mystery that archaeologists in the whole world will dream of going in to find out.

In fact, if Augustnoll really presided over the excavation, it would definitely be possible to excavate the largest and most well-preserved emperor's mausoleum in the world, and there would be no possibility of improper damage to any cultural relics.

Moreover, Auguste Noll did submit an application for excavation to the relevant government, but this purely academic exploration ultimately failed to the political hostility of the two countries.

Shortly thereafter, Auguste Noll experienced a period of slump and was not involved in any archaeological work for a long time, and the last news of him came from a 1973 issue of The Times.

"God's Favorite Explores the Holy Land of Buddha"

It was the headline in the newspapers of the year, and the photo was a black-and-white photograph of August Noll standing alone in front of the Potala Palace in Tibet, China