6. The Edge of Dream and Reality

Thom's nearsighted glasses have become his best umbrella, and he has been hiding in the dark, and how his eyes change is not easy to be noticed by others.

Cai Xiaofo's attitude gradually warmed up, and it can be seen that he attaches more importance to Thom than Harlan.

"Everyone is here to make money together. Now where the money is, I don't know where it is, is it necessary to fight to the death?Mr. Chen, I want to take a step to chat with you privately, can you give face?" he reached out again, pushed up the silver bracelet on his glasses, and flashed on his wrist.

Cai Xiaofo immediately replied on my behalf: "Of course, in fact, I have long thought that the two of you will have a common topic." Mr. Eagle Tom has four professional excavation engineering teams, which can be called the top desert construction team in Africa, and all the construction machinery is also the most advanced, I believe you will be interested. ”

He winked at me with ulterior motives, and smiled incomprehensibly at the corners of his mouth.

Tom led me into a small reception room on the side, turned on the bronze chandelier on the roof, opened the Siemens wine cabinet, and asked, "What to drink?"

I shook my head and sat down on the sand. I can't find out what happened so much, and I really don't have the heart to drink anymore.

"Mr. Chen, I want to help you—" He awkwardly closed the wine cabinet, a little annoyed by my coldness.

"Help me?" I asked calmly.

It is true that I need a team to excavate the three basement floors of the Moonlight Hotel when the police are powerless, but it is worth considering whether the pie falling from the sky is a bait or a life-saving straw. After so many years of wandering the rivers and lakes, I have always understood that the icing on the cake is sometimes born, and the beautiful enjoyment of sending charcoal in the snow is rare in a century.

"Let's be honest, we listened to the police phone system, and we heard every call from the Moonlight Hotel. Mr. Chen was going to do a complicated excavation of a narrow working face, but there were no people at hand, right? So we showed up, and we had to take the initiative to extend an olive branch to complete the project for Mr. Chen for free. ”

Thom calmly stated his plan, and it was a great help for me that he could do me a lot.

"What do you want?" I don't talk about whether to say yes or not to explore the opponent's hole cards first.

Thom took off his glasses and wiped them on the hem of his shirt, not rushing to answer.

The little lady of the lotus flower is dead, and at present, it is only possible to dig deep into the bottom of the mansion to obtain part of the truth. When the police are no longer my backstop, I have to figure out how to solve certain problems that money can't solve.

"The Chinese are the most particular about 'Zhi'en Tubao', Mr. Chen, I just want you to owe me a favor when I do this-" He smiled secretly.

Without hesitation, I replied, "When will the deal be ready for excavation?"

Thom was in good spirits, probably not expecting me to agree happily, and was a little caught off guard: "You agreed, you can start work at any time, you can do it at any time!"

I looked at my watch, and the hour hand was almost four o'clock in the morning, and I immediately told him, "Is there a problem with starting work at seven o'clock tomorrow morning?"

The building is Charlotte's property, and she agreed with me to carry out a partial dismantling survey, this promise is time-bound, it is likely that the night will be long, and there will be many dreams, and she may reclaim her life at any time. So I have to hurry.

Thom whistled lightly, "I'm sure you'll hear the rumble of the rig at seven o'clock tomorrow morning." Would you like to have a toast to our cooperation, Mr. Chen?"

I got up and shook hands with him while smiling bitterly: "It's not too late to drink and make mistakes when everyone's problems are solved." ”

Our conversation lasted only five minutes, and when we went out again, Harlan was still under the control of the star.

Thom clapped his hands vigorously: "Everyone, Mr. Chen and I have reached a consensus, we will have a relatively long cooperation time and a broader scope of cooperation, everyone can put away the gun, we are still a solid cooperation alliance." ”

Sikong Xingxing laughed and pushed Harlan away, his expression as if he was the winner of a game.

The gunners stepped back, and Kaylin turned around, bringing red wine and glasses to everyone. In fact, I am very opposed to the practice of picking up stars in the sky, and the rivers and lakes are so sinister, if you are not careful, the red lips will evolve into a white blade, and there is no room for recovery.

Now he looked at Kailin's eyes, as gentle as a spring water, and played the role of an affectionate public lover.

Everyone raised their glasses and laughed that everyone could renew the alliance, but in essence, such an alliance was meaningless, and the alliance for money would eventually be broken up for money. I noticed that Cai Xiaofo's expression had always been gloomy and compassionate, as if he had long been aware of everything, and he was only a calm, calm and high-minded bystander. On the contrary, Sikong Xingxing, who was bewitched by women, was not drunk with alcohol, and everyone was drunk and stuck to Kailin's side.

When dawn came, I received another call from Meez.

Overnight, his voice seemed to have aged a lot, and it was full of endless bitterness: "Mr. Chen, there are so many things that happened in the building, do you have any secrets that you can tell me? I have been a police officer for decades, and I have never been so embarrassed as I am today, and I have no way to allow one murder after another to occur in my jurisdiction." ”

There is no doubt that the strange things in the Moonlight Hotel have become the focus of media attention, and many senior police officials will even be forced to resign.

I was speechless and could only remain silent.

"Mr. Chen, I'm standing outside the hotel building—" he sighed on the phone.

"I'll come over for an interview right away. "I don't want the rest of you to hear something and rush to close the line.

Miz is a good cop, and the more he does this, the more he will become a thorn in the side of the underworld people, and he may be exposed to the guns of the killers at any time.

No one sent me out, and they were all immersed in their beautiful imagination of the future, pouring glass after glass of fine red wine down their throats, ignoring my departure.

I flagged down a taxi and went straight to the hotel in the dawn breeze of Cairo. In any case, the excavation work must be carried out today, and the little lady of the lotus flower cannot be sent to death in vain. If Bai Xiaoxie was really hiding in an underground secret room dozens of meters away, he might be able to tell me more useful information.

Miz leaned against his off-road jeep, a dozen cigarette butts had been dropped on the ground, and the air around the car seemed to be soaked with cigarette smoke, spicy and choking. His face was very bad, he should have stayed awake all night, and his eyes were very tired, and at a glance it was obvious that he was desperately trying to support.

"Mr. Chen, are you okay?" he smiled reluctantly and raised his hand to say hello, paying for the car for me by the way.

I omitted everything, and the opening line told him bluntly: "Mitz, I have found a professional excavation company to dig deep into the northwest corner of the third basement floor of the building." The little lady of the lotus flower once used her sixth sense to detect that there was something strange hiding underneath, and it was probably a living person. ”

Miz was no longer surprised, but kept smiling bitterly: "Is it? what to do after the excavation, to bring the possible big living man to court and prove that he is the murderer of all the deaths?"

I thought about this question on the way, and finding Bai Xiaoxie was not the end of the death incident at all, but a new beginning. How much confidential information did he have in his head, how did he get underground, and did he have anything to do with the Dragon Elephant Girl...... All question marks need to be opened one by one.

"I don't know. That's my only answer.

"The death of Mr. Chan Hammerson has once again put the police in a huge state of passivity. The boss means that you need to cooperate with the departure of our country, and the affairs of our country will be handled by ourselves, without the need for others to do it. In any case, if you are a foreign tourist, not Interpol, you do not have the authority to conduct a special investigation. Within 72 hours, a dedicated police officer will accompany you to the airport for a direct flight to Hong Kong Island. ”

He took out a police notice with a big red stamp from the jeep drawer and shook it in front of me.

I squeezed out a smile: "Okay, I won't embarrass you." ”

Every department of state power has its own solution to the problem, and when there is really nothing to be done, it will find a few scapegoats to come out and kill them to vent the anger of the people. I just hope that Miz won't be one of them, and that's a big injustice.

"What else do I need to do?" Miz let out a long sigh of relief. I was able to obediently obey the police's decision, and he finally completed his mission.

I shook my head without thinking: "You can go back to your life without you." ”

The Moonlight Hotel is waking up from the dawn and a new day will start again. The next seventy-two hours will be precious to me for the sake of finding out, and I won't delay a minute from now on.

Miz got into the car and slammed the door shut, the wrinkles on his face were stacked deep and wide: "Mr. Chen, I persuaded you to leave when you were a friend." The prophecy of the sorcerer of Kaleku is being fulfilled, and the city, cursed by the Pharaohs, is shrouded in the light of death. The only way to leave is to leave quickly is the last chance to live, good luck—"

I grabbed the car door and hurriedly asked, "What else did the prophecy say?"

The topic of the pharaoh's curse has been circulating in Egypt for thousands of years from ancient times to the present day, but everyone knows only a few hearsay stars, which has led to a greater level of needless panic. Miz is a ZF civil servant, and it stands to reason that he should be a complete atheist.

"Cities are cursed, and people, animals, plants, and even the beasts of the desert will eventually become a living hell on earth. Mr. Chen, you are not an Egyptian, and you will never understand the people's worship of shamans. Fortunately, you can walk away and completely forget about Professor Leng's death and Miss Leng's disappearance. Go back to Hong Kong Island, and everything will be fine again—" Mitz is another hearsay of bad news, unable to say exactly what it is.

"If there's a curse, there's a way to break it, isn't it?" I let go of the car door, not wanting to embarrass him anymore.

"At first, every warrior or scientist who came to Egypt thought so, but now many people have no bones to be found, and they have paid with their lives for this wrong idea. Miz shook his head, as if remembering those tragic events was a kind of torture to his soul.

The hope of finding Leng Xin has become more and more slim, and the clues have been broken one by one, and my situation has become extremely delicate, and I have even become the initiator of this series of strange cases in the eyes of the police. For the first time in his life, he almost fell under the weight of his spirit, and was only supported by the light of hope in the depths of his heart.

Miz moved the car, walked more than ten meters, and slowly reversed back.

"Give me your hand. He commanded expressionlessly, glancing around out of the corner of his eye, with the feeling that a thief was sneaking.

I handed it out, and he immediately put an emerald green folded business card into my palm and whispered: "Mr. Chen, you are a person who will do great things in the future, and you may be able to use a few helpers." When it mattered, call me on my business card and report my name and I will get a death squad. Remember, it's a secret between the two of us, good luck!"

He stepped on the gas again, and the jeep engine roared away.

The business card is a local phone number with no words other than these Arabic numerals.

The sun was about to rise, and I took a few deep breaths to calm my turbulent mood and walked into the hotel lobby.

I didn't go back to my room to greet Thom's men, but sat down at the bar on the side of the lobby, asked for a glass of ice water, and slowly thought about the steps to excavate the third basement floor. The death of the little lady lotus is very regrettable, her magic can help a lot, but she didn't last until the end.

"Those two 'Mandarin Duck Double Killing Insects' lost their owners, will they still have some kind of divine power?" At that time, I witnessed the two little insects burrowing into the cracks in the corner of the wall and never came back, and now the little lady of the lotus has exploded and died, will the Gu worms she raised also die automatically?

There were only three waiters on duty in the lifeless hotel lobby, and all the TV walls and sound systems had stopped working, and they were about to officially close down.

"Seventy-two hours—only seventy-two hours!" I clutched my glass, and a mountain of desolation slowly spread throughout my body. Try to think about what went wrong to lead to the current predicament? But I felt a terrible headache, and as soon as I hit my forehead and the back of my head, it rattled like a wooden fish without a thought.

The electronic music clock in the lobby was on time, and it was seven o'clock, but Thom's man didn't show up on time.

I got up and paced to the door, a long flying girl hurriedly walked through the revolving door with her head down, strode towards the elevator, suddenly looked up and saw me, and immediately whispered in surprise: "Mr. Chen, so clever?"

"Miss Xiwei?" I couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise, a feeling of "a long drought and a rainy day".

Xi Wei held an official letter in her hand and raised it to me: "Mr. Chen, this is a warning letter sent to me by the police, asking me not to contact you again, otherwise I will exercise ZF's power to forcibly terminate my work contract." I figured something big had happened here to provoke the police to be furious, so I rushed over to take a look - you should be okay?"

Her gaze fell firmly on my face, and after looking it up and down four or five times, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, and with all her might, she tore the letter into seven or eight pieces and threw it into the cleaning box.

After a few pleasantries, Tom arrived with a team of well-dressed workers and took the elevator directly to the third basement floor. The tools they brought were still pickaxes, percussion drills, oscillating electric hammers, etc., but they were all from famous European factories, and the work efficiency would definitely be higher.

In the process of going downstairs, I had briefly explained everything to Xiwei, and when she heard the contents of the sixth sense detection of the little lady of the lotus, her expression suddenly became solemn: "Mr. Chen, if those spells really exist, I am willing to accompany you down to interpret all the spells." ”

I smiled and replied, "I can't ask for it." ”

Only by reading the spell can you understand the origin of the underground secret passage, otherwise it will only get worse and worse, and you will not be able to understand the essentials. I'm in need of Shevie's help at this point.

She took out a sandalwood hairpin from her pocket, pinned it tightly behind her head, and suddenly smiled at me: "Mr. Chen, I'm glad we can work together again-" From this sentence, I seemed to get a glimpse of the secret in her heart, but I didn't want to break it, just nodded wordlessly.

After Thom's men demarcated the excavation area on the ground, eight pickaxes worked together to make a loud noise, as if they were about to tear the roof of the house.

Sylvie and I retreated to the east end of the hall and sat down on a long wooden box, watching the group of workers work nervously and orderly from a distance.

"If there is a strange space under the cement concrete foundation, who is the builder? What is the point of building this space? Or, by extension, when the Moonlight Hotel was built, was there no abnormal situation underground? Mr. Chen, have you thought about all these questions?" Xiwei's thoughts were quite concentrated, and all the questions were raised around the excavation company, keenly and comprehensively.

Miz once told me that shortly after Wei Yueyan became a human skin, he had reviewed the hotel's architectural drawings and as-built materials, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. This has also been verified by the old class, and with his ability, as long as there are secret passages and mechanisms in the building, he will be able to find out everything twenty-four hours a day.

"Except for the detection of the little lady of the lotus, there is nothing unusual up and down the building. I can only give an ambiguous answer.

So far, as long as the excavation work is not completed, no one dares to say that there must be a problem with the building itself, after all, someone's sixth sense cannot be used as evidence of real case handling.

"Do you believe her detection?" said Shevie, refusing to let go of any suspicions.

"Believe. "My answer was not firm, because as long as I gave a clear answer, I would have to bear all the bad consequences of the excavation, and I would have to give Charlotte a reasonable account.

"Then I have nothing more to say. Sylvie ended the conversation with a long sigh, looking at Thom from afar, who was standing on a high place with his waist crossed.

After three hours of excavation, workers had drilled sixteen blasting holes half a meter deep in the northwest corner of the hall, and began to stuff small amounts of ammonium nitrate into each hole, which was then fused in preparation for a small blast. This will undoubtedly affect the stability and longevity of the building, but it will infinitely reduce the time required for excavation.

It was evident that Thom was a master at this, and that he was very careful and conscientious, and only after he had checked all the blast holes did he retreat behind a pile of wooden crates and give the order to ignite and explode.

Explosions rang out one after another, and concrete fragments scattered in all directions, bringing only dust and debris to the workers, and the ground only exploded to an average depth of about 20 centimeters, with little effect.

I didn't intend to easily reveal the secrets of the underground, so I sat down tired and lay down on the wooden box.

After a night of sleepless and exhaustion, I fell asleep in a few minutes. With Xiwei by her side, she can more or less give me some support, and I can relax and replenish my energy for the time being.

A meteor suddenly crossed the sky, and I felt that its landing point was not far ahead, and I immediately jumped up in horror, and suddenly felt that I was standing in the desert of yellow sand, and my side was no longer a modern high-rise building and a bustling city.

"Xiwei—" I shouted, unable to stir up an echo in the desert.

The sky took on a blue that had never been seen before, like a piece of pure and flawless blue crystal, without a trace of clouds. The moon was hanging over the eastern horizon, at least seven or eight times as large as a normal day, so that I could clearly see the gray crater above it, like an elaborate battle sand table.

"What gave birth?" I muttered to myself.

Hundreds of meteors fell in the sky, illuminating a canyon directly ahead. I scurried forward, the soft sand under my feet gradually turning to sandstone, and finally to hard bluestone. At that time, I was already standing on the edge of a cliff, overlooking the valley basin hundreds of meters deep.

I saw a huge statue moving slowly, nearly a hundred meters high, with countless gray logs underneath it, and a large group of people were neatly shouting labor horns and pulling ropes to pull the statue forward. The valley stretches into infinity, and the statue is moved step by step from an extremely long slope at the bottom of the valley.

On the side of the statue, another large crowd gathers a tall chariot, which is filled with tall and low flags, fluttering in the wind. Compared to the statue, people and cars are like ants under the feet of giants, and at a glance, a large and boundless area of black oppression occupies the entire valley.

My eyes finally fixed on the statue, and at first glance I could see that it was a replica of a sphinx, similar in appearance, but larger than the Sphinx, and the surface of the statue was carefully depicted with animal hair, which was much more lifelike than the Sphinx on the Giza Heights now.

"Where are they going to transport this statue?" I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

In the distance, thousands of golden pillars of light suddenly appeared at the bottom of the valley, shooting straight into the sky. I immediately made a detour along the cliff to the place where the golden light came out. After about five kilometers, the canyon widens and gradually expands into an oval-shaped basin.

I saw that the center of the basin was sinking deep into a bottomless black hole, and many people were carrying dirt to fill it in. The diameter of the black hole is at least 100 meters, and it is conceivable that it takes time and effort to fill it with simple manual handling. This situation happens to be the true portrayal of "mayflies shaking trees, fools moving mountains".

"What are they doing, will the golden light reappear?" I forgot about the danger, and all I thought about was the brilliant golden light.

Look overhead, the moon is moving slowly, like a strange round ancient mirror.

"What the hell is this place?" I looked around, except for the yellow sand dunes and the canyon at my feet, there was nothing to tell me where I was.

I stared intently at the black hole, and suddenly a little fire suddenly appeared in the far distance, and then the light became more and more hot and grand, and finally became a tumbling fire, which erupted and shone out to the heavens and the earth, and swept the people who worked hard at the entrance of the cave into it, and instantly turned into ashes.

Countless golden rays of light shot out from the flames and rushed into the sky again, eclipsing the bright moon.

"Gold, the light of the Sea of Gold?" I almost blurted out, linking the strange scene in front of me to the Sea of Gold.