Open the letter.

Dean recognized at a glance who the owner of the handwriting on it was.

This is a letter that Corolla wrote to herself.

Corolla, who was once a genius criminal discovered in a case in Dean's early years, was later taken to England by Anthony's mentor and accepted as a disciple.

all these years.

Dean also occasionally contacts Corolla.

However, because Corolla now works for MI6 in the United Kingdom, both of them have some scruples and have less contact.

Recognized the handwriting.

Dean was a little confused.

Corolla has her own private contact information, why should she contact herself in such a way?

Could it be..

Because the other party thinks this way is the safest?

Dean immediately glanced around to make sure that no one was there before reading the letter.

The content is messy.

It's just a bunch of individual letters.

Fortunately, Dean has long since become a non-human over the years, and in many ways, he has reached the level of mastery.

The same is true when it comes to codebreaking.

By deciphering.

Dean found that it was a coordinate point.

I thought about it.

After saying hello to Neil, he finished replenishing the equipment in the subspace and drove the helicopter directly on the roof to the nearest military base.

Two days later.

Alone, Dean arrives in a remote town in the Sahara Desert.

Taverns in town.

Dean meets Corolla, who already has a bit of a mature temperament.

"Long time no see, Dean."

Corolla sat in the corner, and behind her stood several strong, heavily armed men with expressionless faces.

That's why she's so beautiful and not harassed.

Dean glanced at the dull eyes of several mercenaries, a trace of jealousy flashed in his heart, and sat down: "I see a trace of aggression in your eyes, you are very interested in me?" ”

Corolla nodded: "The wastes of the Akazi School have all been trampled under my feet, and now you are the only ones left." ”

"You want to challenge me?"

Dean smiled: "I'm sorry, I'm used to physical destruction before trouble strikes. ”

"Like what I've been investigating for the past two years?" , Corolla's eyes were even more interested: "If I just tricked you into coming here, what would you do to your junior sister, senior brother?" ”

The latter sentence.

She speaks very pure Mandarin.

Dean didn't answer, just took out the pipe that Neil gave him more than ten years ago, rubbed it a few times, and then looked at Corolla, and said seriously: "This place is more suitable for a long sleep, what do you think?" ”

His eyes were flat.

A chill rose from Corolla's heart, and then spread throughout her body, turning into goosebumps.

She knew Dean wasn't joking.

Corolla didn't dare to test Dean again, and honestly handed over a slightly faded photo: "Dean, you should remember this photo, for more than ten years, I have been investigating the whereabouts of Anthony's mentor, and finally I found possible clues in a book he consulted. ”

Dean took the picture.

This is a photo of the camp.

Anthony's group of people, after they disappeared in the Sahara Desert, the camp photos taken by the advance search team:

There was no devastation swept by the wind and sand, no ripple from the fighting, and even no trace of hasty departure.

Inside the tent were piles of supplies, guns, and sleeping bags.

Outside the tent, in the middle of a circle, is a row of barbecue grills and canvas tables full of rotting fruit.

These things are covered in a thin layer of windblown sand.

But judging by the fragments of some food.

They were being held and eaten before.

Besides.

On the outermost periphery, there are seven or eight cars with special shapes, and some sluggish camels are strapped to them.

Except for people.

Everything in the camp, all there!

It was as if something had happened suddenly, and a group of people left in a hurry before they had time to pick up their things.

But this is not logical.

In the desert, food and water represent life!

Leave in an orderly manner.

These things will not be left behind.

Flee in panic.

The camp doesn't look like this.

Anthony's group, it's more like they were attacked!

Dozens of people in the treasure exploration team were heavily armed and experienced, and more than a dozen satellite phones did not play any role, as if in an instant, all of them lost the power to resist and cut off contact with the base outside the desert.

More than ten years of memories came to my heart.

Dean sighed a little that time passed like water, and retracted his gaze: "My daughter, I really want me to accompany her to the parent-teacher conference, the time is very tight, so please tell me the situation directly." ”

Corolla was a little unhappy with Dean's commanding tone.

But it was this plain tone that inexplicably gave her a sense of oppression.

She didn't understand the origin of this perception, but chose to follow her heart: "I told you before, I suspected the possibility of causing the disappearance of Mentor Anthony's group, one of which was a natural magnetic field, and I also revealed to you a top-secret discovery of MI6 at that time. ”

"Kraken?"

Dean can now recall any day from birth to the present as long as he wants!

Corolla nodded: "I also thought that the Kraken was just a code name, but until I saw the information marked by Mentor Anthony, I found that it was not the case, you have Chinese blood and understand Chinese, you should know that even in ancient China, there are legends similar to sharks, snake people, giants, and so on." ”

"So?" Dean spread his hands: "Are you telling me that in fact, a long time ago, there was a group of mutants in this land?" ”

He thought it was ridiculous.

Today, he has an extraordinary identity and can read many secret files and materials that ordinary people can't read.

But no matter where you look at it.

This world is all normal.

Corolla nodded very seriously: "I don't know whether to call it a mutant or not, but in fact, a long time ago, there was a very magical celestial phenomenon, and I have found the shadow of that celestial phenomenon in many national historical legends." ”

"What celestial phenomenon?"

Dean came interested.

He is not very interested in myths and legends, so he has not tried to understand them very much.

"Blood Moon!"

Corolla threw a stack of collected materials to Dean: "Whether it is ancient China, ancient Egypt, or other ancient civilizations, there are relevant records. ”

Dean opened it and took a look:

"If the moon changes color, there will be disaster"

"Red for the Fight and Soldiers"

"Ten Plagues from God"

"Werewolf .."

These records are messy, but they all have the figure of a blood moon.

After reading it, Dean shook his head: "You should know that the blood moon is an astronomical spectacle during a total lunar eclipse. ”

When a total lunar eclipse occurs on the day of the Full Moon, the Moon is completely obscured by the Earth's shadow, and the red light in the solar spectrum can penetrate the Earth's atmosphere, and the refracted red light is reflected on the Moon, making the Full Moon appear dark red.

It is commonly referred to as a blood moon.

The ancients didn't understand, and they liked to talk about mythology and religion, and many rebels liked to talk about a slogan.

That's why there are so many coincidences.

In fact, Dean also knows that Corolla can't be so stupid.

Say these.

There is certainly better evidence.

But he can't take the initiative to find out.

Dean felt that Corolla, calling herself over this time, was not simply looking for Mentor Anthony.

He wants to take the lead in this operation.

Corolla watched Dean pretend to be stupid, took a deep breath, and then unwillingly threw a piece of parchment over: "Okay, I admit defeat, after I found out that Mentor Anthony was very interested in the rumors of the blood moon, I spent time following the path he had taken in his early years, and walked it again, and found a legend in an ancient tomb." ”

"Well, go ahead."

Dean's hands flashed as he spoke.

A fork flew out and pierced the throat of an inconspicuous black woman.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Corolla's eyes.

With a wave of his hand.

The four glazed-eyed mercenaries behind him, without the slightest hesitation, raised the guns in their hands and pulled the trigger in all directions.

Moment.

The entire tavern fell into a dead silence.

What's even weirder.

Even so.

There was no other movement outside.

To know.

This town has its own police force and private forces!

"It seems that those hyenas have a keen sense of smell."

Corolla sped up her speech:

"It was a legend about the Black Death in Europe, it is said that because too many people died, the blood moon of that year was particularly strange, and after the blood moon, some extremely perverted people possessed all kinds of magical abilities, and even affected the rule of many places at that time.

The owner of the tomb is one of them.

He is a pervert who likes to eat 'ren' meat, and he declares that he is bad.

He was infected with the Black Death and was on the verge of death.

As a result, after the Blood Moon that year, he not only returned to normal, but also acquired a terrifying body like a beast, and even many people who also gained magical abilities were no match for him.

He ruled the region for more than a year. ”

Corolla licked her somewhat dry lips before continuing: "At that time, there were many such people, they called themselves gods, but the owner of the tomb, unlucky, offended another countess who liked to bathe in blood, and finally the other party detonated his heart, and his body was thrown into the valley.

He didn't die, he just lost his previous abilities.

Just as he was ready to take revenge on the countess.

He found that most of those who were like him had died suddenly, and a few had disappeared.

The owner of the tomb is eager to regain his previous abilities.

So I spent the rest of my life investigating.

Eventually, he discovers that all the missing gods have traveled to the ancient African continent. ”

Dean touched his chin: "You mean, the last area where those so-called gods disappeared was the Sahara Desert?" ”

Corolla nodded: "Yes, and I don't know why, the records about those gods at that time were all destroyed, plus the time when they appeared, it was less than a year, and the strange blood moon has not appeared again, so there is no record of it." ”

In fact, people with a normal brain, after listening to Corolla's words, will wonder if she has a brain problem.

Dean is different.

He even has crossings and panels.

What else is unacceptable?

Dean shrugged, "Okay, so you want me to go into the desert and find out the secret?" ”

Corolla shook her head, threw the jewel necklace around her neck on the table, and said with a sad expression: "I just want someone who doesn't hate me to know that I have been in this world, and I'm going to die, Dean." ”

She smiled:

"Knowing Mentor Anthony, why did you go to the desert?

Because he had cancer.

He didn't want to die.

So he chose to try his luck in the desert.

The so-called golden treasure was not what he wanted at all.

That's right.

In addition to these.

You've probably come across some of the tissues that study the mysteries of the human body before, right? ”

Dean nodded.

Not only did he meet, but he also co-opted that organization.

Corolla glanced at the time on her watch and slowly got up: "These are all mentors of Anthony, who took the lead, including me, I am his follower, he gave me this necklace as a gift, and gave me a word at that time." ”

"What?"

"When you find no way ahead, follow in my footsteps." , resentment flashed in Corolla's eyes: "Later, I learned that the so-called no way refers to chronic poison, this necklace, worn for a long time, will be poisoned!" ”

She took out a cigarette from her pocket, stuffed it into her mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath before looking at Dean again: "I was angry at first, why didn't he pick you, Dean, and then I figured out why." ”

"Why?"

"Because of Mentor Anthony, I'm afraid you'll just shoot him to death, hahaha."

With a smile, Carola disappeared into a tavern of dead bodies.

Dean glanced at the necklace on the table, thought about it, and with a wave of his hand, put the necklace into the space.

Ten minutes later.

A man in a white suit walked into the tavern and bowed respectfully towards Dean: "Mr. Dean, please don't meddle in this matter." ”

Dean glanced at him, "MI6 guys? ”

The man in the white suit nodded, not saying more.

If it was Dean before, he would have been killed by someone he sent a long time ago.

Now, he didn't dare.

The people behind him didn't dare.

Dean sighed: "I'm afraid of trouble, don't come to harass me and my family in the future!" ”

After speaking.

He directly took off the clothes on his body one by one.

until there is nothing left.

Dean shrugged his shoulders and shook his whip: "What other testing equipment, hurry up, I'm going back to my daughter's parent-teacher conference!" ”

Men in Caucasian suits:

However, if the other party can cooperate, it is naturally better.

A year later.

Today, a year after Corolla's disappearance.

Dean disguised himself as a black man and returned to the Sahara Desert.

He looked at the somewhat violent desert in the distance, and sighed slightly: "Mentor Anthony, and Carola, I hope you are still alive, otherwise there is nowhere to vent the anger in my heart!" ”

Dean glanced at the sky again before walking slowly towards the place of death in the distance.