"Boss, what are you doing?" Someone said behind Caesar's back, and when he looked back, it turned out that Lu Mingfei came in rubbing his eyes.

"Don't speak." Caesar glanced at him coldly, then continued to lean down the window and look down.

"Where's the captain? Or do you want to fly a plane for a part-time job, boss?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head, looking inexplicable.

"Go and call them all up, something is wrong!" Caesar's brow furrowed.

"What's the matter?" Lu Mingfei still looked puzzled.

"We've crossed over."

"Boss, when have you been so humorous?" Lu Mingfei laughed dryly.

"Don't talk nonsense, just call if you want to." Caesar was rarely angry, and it was the chaos in front of him that made him feel numb.

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The lifeboat finally docked, and the sailor at the head jumped on the pier, not using a rope to secure the boat, but pulling the iron ring on the bow tightly with his hand to prevent him from being pushed away by the tide.

This means that they don't want to stay even a second longer, and when the deal is done, they will leave immediately, and although they have been adrift at sea for half a year, they don't seem to be eager to teach the ground or the hospitable bar girls in the city.

"It's all old friends, inspect the goods quickly, and we'll pay if it's correct, according to the price we said." Lu Shanyan said in Chinese.

He knew that the real owner of the Queen Mary was a Chinese, but no one knew his identity, and the European crew was only responsible for driving the ship, and the people in charge of trading were all under the Chinese boss, all fierce men from the northwest.

The sailor at the head dragged a jet-black braid like Lu Yamahiko and tied it around his muscular neck.

The sailor at the head raised his head and shook his head, Lu Shanyan was taken aback, it was different from the people who traded in the past. The sailor's face was square, his eye sockets were deep, and the twin boys flickered like broken lamps, and he was a complete stranger.

But the most incredible thing was that his lips were tightly sealed together with blackened ink, a cruel technique that made it impossible for him to speak.

Four Chinese sailors carried a pitch-black box from the ship to shore, sealed with mottled seals bearing the numbered 19010666 of the transaction and the coat of arms of Kassel, which had been made by representatives of Kassel after they had inspected the goods in China.

"Ange." With a wave of his hand, Menek could not fail to inspect the valuable goods again.

A young blonde man with double-leather glasses with a pinched nose walked silently to the box, he looked no more than twenty years old, and his handsome face looked a little childish.

But Lu Shanyan knew that he should not be underestimated by his appearance alone, and this young man named Ange had a Cambridge doctorate, and he had a doctorate in theology and ancient literature.

Ange pulled a folding knife out of his pocket, pushed the blade away, and cut slowly along the gap in the lid with a simple and neat technique.

He took a deep breath, raised the kerosene lamp in his hand, and lifted the lid of the box through a crack.

Everyone could see the change in Ange's expression, it was not clear whether it was ecstasy, fear or shock, and he tried to restrain himself, but the monocle still left the bridge of his nose, and if it had not been for the chain, it would have been shattered in the ground.

He closed the lid and nodded to Menek.

"As agreed, all 50,000 marks will be paid in silver." Menek clapped his hands, and several strong companions approached with boxes full of 50,000 marks.

The sailors at the head of the group took a few steps back silently, as if they were not interested in the huge sum.

He took out a letter from his pocket, handed it to Lu Shanyan, and then made a respectful salute, boarded the lifeboat with a group of sailors, and returned to the Queen Mary at great speed.

Everyone looked at Lu Shanyan, and among these people, only Lu Shanyan understood Chinese.

Lu Shanyan read the letter extremely quickly, and was silent for a while.

"The letter said that there is no charge for this goods, this is a cursed thing, and anyone who touches it will die." Lu Shanyan said expressionlessly, "At the end of the letter, I said, goodbye, I will never trade with us again."

"Sounds like we're taking advantage." Menek grinned, "But why do I feel a little chilly all over?"

"Over there." Lu Shanyan looked at the Queen Mary in the distance.

The lifeboat had been boarded, the Queen Mary's whistle was blaring, and on the night of the coming storm, the ship had given up the opportunity to enter the harbor, and the sailors lifted anchor and set sail again, sailing at the highest speed into the dark and dreary sea.

Menek looked up just as the lighthouse's pillar of light pointed to the sky, and the clouds rolled in the sky like a reflection of the undulating waves of the sea below.

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"That's the way it is." Caesar recounted the whole process in a quick and effective way.

Six people gathered around a table, each with a calm face.

"Can you be sure what era we are in?" Chu Zihang was the first to ask.

"Probably late 19th and early 20th centuries." Caesar said that the plane was about to descend to the ground, and he was able to observe the situation, "I saw a steamer, and a city."

"A hundred years ago." Lu Mingfei shrugged, "Why don't we go to the city after we land."

"Senior Brother Lu is really, wouldn't it be too reckless, we haven't even figured out what the situation is, in case there is danger......" Xia Mi shook her head, saying that, she had almost guessed who did it.

"Actually, I think it's doable." Caesar muttered for a moment, "You can't stay on the plane forever."

"You can try to make contact with the outside world first." Chu Zihang also agreed, "After calculation, the plane should fall into the forest outside the city."

"I'm the only one who doesn't agree with the co-authorship?" Xia Mi snorted and pushed Fingal, who was speechless next to him, "Senior Brother Greasy, you can also say something."

"I agree to go out and explore." Fingal said succinctly, then shut up again.

"Greasy brother isn't quite right......" Natsumi muttered quietly, "It's so serious......

When Lu Mingfei saw Fingal's expression, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, the matter is out of this failed senior brother's script, or in such an outrageous way, anyone will doubt his life all of a sudden.

What's more, as the saying goes, the more you know, the more you worry, and Fingal's intelligence is second only to him in this group, which can be regarded as a normal reaction.

At this moment, the plane landed gently, and the black shadow below disappeared in a hurry, as if it had never existed.

"Gear up, we're off to go." Caesar got up first, and opened the hatch with only a Dick-Thodo.

"Should I say that the boss is a secondary school disease and committed it again......" Lu Mingfei helplessly helped his forehead.

"It seems that this special time makes him think that the opportunity to show his leadership style has come." Chu Zihang said surgingly.

"Hit the nail on the head." Nono commented.

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"What do you think, Ange?" Menek asked instead.

"So you want to get rid of this bad thing?" Ange shrugged, "If it's such an ominous thing, anyone who touches it will die, and bad luck will run faster than the wind, and there will be no escape."

"Well said, no matter how fast the bad luck runs, it will be the first to make the people who are close to it unlucky, you see how close we get to this thing, I can touch it with my own hands." Mepak said with a smile, patting the big Indian ebony crate, "Isn't it okay?" There's no need to be afraid of those weird things."

"But why did these Chinese nail this box like a coffin." He said again.

Ange looked a little strange, "Menek, you haven't heard anyone describe what is here, have you?"

He looked around, his companions' eyes focused on the box, and Ange slowly pushed the lid open.

Everyone took a breath of cool air, this Indian ebony temporary box, is a black ground inlaid silver lacquer lotus Chinese coffin, after many years, the paint is mottled, part of the wood has been eaten by insects, but you can still imagine how fine the coffin was at the beginning.

Menek spat into the ground and said in broken Chinese, "Coffin coffin, promotion and fortune!"

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"There's a manor up ahead." Caesar cracked with his hunting knife and cut through the branches of trees that stood in his way.

"I think I can go in and have a look." Lu Mingfei said.

"What if it's a foreign country?" Xia Mi looked at him with disdain, "Senior Brother Lu is really brainless."

"Hehe, scold me now for being brainless, and when you come, cry and thank me." Lu Mingfei came out with a sentence without a beginning or an end.

"Cut, people won't thank you." Natsumi grimaced at him.

"Actually, we have almost all the languages here." Chu Zihang reminded softly, "Chen Motong and I should both be able to communicate in English, Fingal can speak German, and Caesar is Italian."

"I can speak Japanese!" Lu Ming raised his hand as if he was ostentatious.

"Well, Lu Mingfei can speak Japanese." Chu Zihang added.

Xia Mi's face darkened, and then she asked curiously, "Why does Senior Brother Lu speak Japanese?"

"Uh...... This ......" Lu Mingfei's turn was speechless, and carefully observed Nuo Nuo with his peripheral vision.

"I learned it with my little girlfriend." Nono sneered, "It's still a lover from a previous life."

"Senior sister can't talk nonsense......

"Alright, stop making a fuss." Caesar tried his best to show his leadership style, "Come to the manor at once, who will go in and take the lead?"

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, Lu Mingfei suddenly pushed Fingal, "Fengou go!"

"Alright, then Fingal." Caesar snapped his fingers.

"! Brother, what did you do to me?" Fingal shouted in despair that he had returned to his normal state.

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Two dark four-wheeled carriages galloped into the manor, and the people waiting inside hurried to meet them.

Out of the carriage was Menek, waiting for a pair of doctors and nurses dressed in white.

The doctors and nurses showed no interest in Menek, like a swarm of flies that had seen the cake, and swooped down on the boxes carried down by the second carriage.

Meneke ascended the steps, and the three gentlemen who were waiting there shook hands.

The three gentlemen were all very large, and the head was gray-haired, on crutches, and gasping for breath because they had stood for too long, but when the three men saw the goods from the East, their eyes shone like a gas lamp.

Lu Shanyan followed Menek up the steps and handed over the transaction record, "The transaction record number 19010666 to verify that it is genuine, and the other party delivered the goods, but did not collect the money."

"Why?" The gentleman at the head asked.

"They think it's a cursed hoodoo and rush to throw it away." Lu Shanyan said.

"Their instincts were correct, but they should have pushed it straight into the Indian Ocean." Said another tall and lanky gentleman.

"Don't worry about that, I don't care about anything hoodoo, I'm glad, I never thought I'd ever have the chance to see a humanoid medieval-grade specimen in my lifetime!"

"It's a pity it's not alive." Menek said.

"A living body isn't going to be honest on your operating table." The first gentleman said, "The dissection of this specimen will give us unprecedented detail and will be the key to another world...... Or maybe it's a weapon to destroy our world."

Menek had never seen these three gentlemen so excited, and as the highest-ranking elders of the Secret Party, they had always concealed their impulses under the surging smell of tobacco and the calm tones of their voices.

At the head was Lord Mayerko, tall and thin as a bamboo was Viscount Charlotte, and the Marquis de Gambert, vice president of the Deutsche Bank, who always had a tortoiseshell pipe.

All three of them were engaged in finance and held nearly half of the country's wealth, which was the source of Menec's vast wealth for the purchase of antiquities.

"When can we work?" Modler, a well-known surgeon in Hamburg, walked over and rubbed his hands together, "This

It's so exciting, it's going to be an academic miracle."

The three elders looked at each other. Finally, the Marquis of Gambert smiled well, "No, my dear doctor, it's not a miracle in the medical world, it's a miracle of the twentieth century...... Let's start the autopsy now, don't waste time, and transfer the specimen as soon as the dissection is complete."

He looked up at the dark clouds rolling in the sky, "I know it's not just us who know this secret, such an important specimen will attract flies like a freshly baked cheesecake."

"I feel honored and so grateful to have been entrusted with this work." Modler ran towards the box.

"I'm going to be Dr. Modler's assistant, and I should be by our side, so that nothing happens." Angers consulted Menek.

"Don't worry, he's been dead for thousands of years, and every cell in his body is completely permeable." Menek said.

"Angers' apprehensions are normal," said Lord Mayek, "and never think of them with our logic...... Because they're not people."

Ang nodded his head and turned his hand to follow in Modler's footsteps, and the doctors and nurses swarmed the box into the cellar of the Kassel family.

"Menec, do a good job of being vigilant, cheer up your people, and don't allow anyone to invade the cellar at this time, never allow!" Lord Mayek ordered.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Menek was stunned, could it be that some member of the secret party came to visit without notice?

"Hello?" The man outside the door shouted in broken English.

"Such a non-standard English pronunciation sounds like Chinese." Lu Shanyan said with a chuckle.