Xiwei pondered for a moment: "Mr. Chen, in fact, what Curator Lorraine means is that the professor once swore to find the 'Cursed Stone' for her, and did quite a lot of material preparation for it. Now, the professor has an accident, and she's worried about the leaks, so she's going to get them back through your hands. ”

The smile on my face vanished: "Is it for this purpose that Director Lorraine cares so much about the professor?"

In this way, Lorraine is just using Leng Hannan to deceive an old man over half a hundred years old with her mature woman charm, making him agree to do anything in a daze.

The "Stone of the Damned" is an Egyptian artifact that exists only in legends, and from the Egyptian murals, it is a piece of five small black snakes coiled together, which is held in the right palm of the pharaoh. Egyptian texts clearly describe that when pharaoh cast a spell, he held a stone in his right hand and pointed a trick in his left hand at the cursed object, and each ritual could be as short as a few hours or as long as a few days and nights.

The person who possesses the "Cursed Stone" is the king of Egypt appointed by God, and he will be invincible.

Xi Wei smiled bitterly: "How can outsiders explain the love affair between men and women? Mr. Chen, Luo Lin is not what you think, she treats the professor out of sincerity." ”

I shook my head, "Okay, let's not talk about this-" The rest of the words suddenly choked in my throat and could no longer be said smoothly. For I saw that the ladybug seemed to move, and the first leg near its lips twitched. I rubbed my eyes vigorously, bounced off the couch, and strode to the table.

That's right, the ladybug did move, and that leg of it was twitching all the time.

"Mr. Chen?" cried out to Sylvie, who was even more startled than I was, and stood dumbfounded.

How could this be a real ancient fossil? I leaned over the scope and turned the knob to align the crosshair in the imaging hole firmly at the twitching leg.

It was still, the pattern on the insect's legs was clearly recognizable, but it was now completely still, no longer twitching.

"Mr. Chen, let me take a look!" Xiwei staggered over and hit me on the shoulder. This strange phenomenon only lasted for a few seconds, and it is believed that she was also wondering if she was hallucinating.

I held her up: "It's not moving." ”

Her voice was suddenly hoarse from being too excited: "No, no...... I said, it's alive......"

I don't want to contradict her, that change came too quickly and ended too quickly, so I didn't have time to press the imaging button on the microscope and take the picture.

She was busy in front of the microscope for a few minutes, turning the various knobs almost all over, and finally raised her head in disappointment and asked extremely tiredly, "Mr. Chen, tell me, what I just saw was not an illusion, but a real thing, right?"

I smiled and nodded, "Yes." ”

"Well, I can put it in a device that is slowly heating up and see if it can wake up from its ossification. I know it's hibernating and will come back to life one day. She carefully picked up the observation dish with both hands and put it back in the cooler, as if she were holding a rare treasure.

"Mr. Chen, would you like a cup of coffee?" she regained her composure as the cooler slowly closed, gently combing her somewhat messy hair with her fingers.

I nodded, "Okay." ”

Out of politeness, I'd better wait until she's completely regained her composure, the thrilling scene just now was creepy. Imagine that just a small ancient insect is resurrected, and if all kinds of giant poisonous insects and beasts in the desert are suddenly resurrected, wouldn't it be a devastating disaster for the entire African continent?

She mentioned that the professor had to fight for the rest of his life to obtain the "Cursed Stone" for Lorraine, and I thought, "Could it be that the professor's discovery has something to do with the 'Cursed Stone'?"

In this mysterious land of Africa, the degree of civilization and civilization is uneven, and more than half of the region still lives in a state of wilderness that does not know "where this world is". Therefore, those people believe in all kinds of absurd myths and legends, and worship all kinds of strange witchcraft. Including the various underworld forces that crisscross the desert, at least tens of millions of people firmly believe that "if you get the 'Cursed Stone', you will have the glorious power of the pharaohs of all generations!"

Even the slash-and-burn barbarian people know the benefits of being king, so once the "Cursed Stone" appears, it will immediately become the most eye-catching target coveted by the forces of the eight directions.

Why didn't the professor mention it to me when he found it?, and Leng Xin was tight-lipped about it—"The more I thought about it, the more confusion became, and for a moment my temples swelled and my forehead ached.

This time, instead of using the remote control, Sylvie walked to the window, grabbed the curtain and pulled it to the right, making a "snort" sound. The sound and the sudden glare of light brought me to my senses and I looked at her in the shadows. Her waist is extremely thin, like a slender vase with perfect curves.

At the top of the curtain, something suddenly fell down, and suddenly opened its curled body in midair.

"Is that—a poisonous scorpion?" the movement of my hand was almost faster than the speed of my thoughts, and in an instant, the knife flew out, and the light of the knife swept into the light and shadow, and then with a "tuk", it was firmly nailed to the white plastic steel window frame.

"Huh?" Sylvie whispered in surprise, taking a step back, brushing her hair from the throwing knife.

"Get out of that window!" I leaned forward, taking in the curtains to get a clear view of the street outside.

A white station wagon was speeding away from the scene, crashing into a glove box on the sidewalk in a panic before heading off at high speed. There is no number plate at the rear of the car, and there is no name mark on the body, so there is no identity feature.

I pulled out my knife and looked at the three-inch-long scorpion that was struggling on the tip of the knife. Its scorpion tail is a terrifying purple-black color, indicating that it has excited venom to a critical point on its way down, and once it stabs its target, it will immediately begin working like a syringe.

"This guy has enough toxin to kill an adult African elephant, and it seems that even honestly staying in the lab is not safe anymore. "I stared at the very top of the floor-to-ceiling window, where a cross cut had been cut in the wire screen, and it was from where the scorpion had squeezed in.

Sylvie and I both heard the sound of flying insects crashing against glass, probably the movement of a scorpion when it was catapulted by someone with ulterior motives.

Xi Wei's face changed: "The research institute has been sprayed with special pesticides, and these things dare not approach at all." ”

There is no doubt that this is an attempted murder, and the target may be me, maybe it's her, maybe it's both of us.

I pulled all the curtains open to let in plenty of sunlight and sweep away the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

The scorpion was already in the wastebasket, and I stared at the milky white stain on the blade and had to face the question: "What was the purpose of the attempted murderer? What step did I and Sivi take to step on each other's tail to cause this murder?"

Sylvie opened the stainless steel coffee pot from Philips, and soon the brown coffee began to boil, giving off bursts of Brazilian coffee beans.

She took two silver-rimmed coffee cups and walked to the sink by the door, and as soon as she turned on the faucet, there was a knock on the door.

My nerves were on high alert, and the moment she reached out to open the door, her right wrist tensed, ready to catapult the knife out at any moment.

The counter-attack experts of the US Military Academy once came to the conclusion that certain well-planned assassination operations will always follow the tone of "one, two, three, and walk in unison." As soon as a strike is made, it will naturally be divided into three sets of plans, and after the main force fails, there will be a second and third wave of attacks immediately, and the offensive means will become stronger and sharper.

To this day, most experts are sensible to admit that all precautions are not foolproof in the face of many genius killers. So, the only way to successfully escape from the killer's sword is to be ready to meet the challenge of death at any time.

"Miss, your newspaper. Outside the door was a young man in a baseball cap with a pair of light brown glasses perched on the bridge of his nose.

"Isn't it all Raya who delivers newspapers on weekdays, and how come I never see you?" Syvi was clever enough to open only half of the door, hiding behind the door.

"Raya is sick. The other party raised a newspaper in his hand slightly, and his tone was a little impatient.

I could clearly see that his gaze was sweeping over Sylvie's head, towards me. It was a cold, deep look that I had seen in thousands of training pictures of snipers, only in their eyes the moment they pulled the trigger to shoot their target.

There was a faint sneer on his lips, his chin was raised proudly, and then his left arm was raised, and the Cairo Daily flew up with a thud and threw it at Sivi.

Before my knife was fired, I didn't have to look to guess that the other person was holding a pistol in his right hand, and that it had been turned on the silencer. The first landing point of the knife is the metal anti-theft buckle on the door frame, and the sparks splash with a crisp sound of "clang", and then the target is shot back.

Sylvie's dodge was only done after the opponent's pistol landed, and the knife slashed through the opponent's right wrist with unmistakable accuracy, and a brilliant blood arrow shot out, spraying a strange Christmas tree on the wooden floor.

The other party reacted very quickly, brought the door with his backhand, and fled quickly.

I rushed over, opened the door, and threw myself down into the hallway, where two bullets whistled over my head and hit the window at the end of the hallway, shattering two huge pieces of glass at the same time.

Luckily, the killer wasn't good at shooting with his left hand, and most importantly, I hadn't had time to wipe the scorpion venom off the blade, so I could only pray that he would be wise to flee to the hospital for help instead of bandaging it himself. The blood on the ground stretched forward in dots, and it was believed that if he was not properly bandaged in five minutes, he would first faint from blood loss, and then die from the scorpion venom.

I picked up the knife and went back to my room.

This situation is bound to alarm the police station, and the chaotic scene will be left to them to deal with.

"Mr. Chen, thank you for saving me. Xiwei was stunned for a moment, and thanked me with a wry smile.

I rinsed the knife in the sink repeatedly, then wiped it clean with a paper towel and put it back in my trouser pocket, smiling thoughtfully: "It doesn't have to be to save you, maybe it's to save myself." ”

Xiwei is just an ordinary researcher, and she shouldn't have a dispute with the underworld, but I, who have been tracking down Leng Xin's disappearance, are most likely to encounter the other party's sore spots, and they will be attacked.

"Whatever their intentions, I've already called the police, and I'm sure the police car will be coming soon. She returned to her desk, turned off the coffee pot first, then sat down in the swivel chair, slowly locked her drawers one by one, and smiled wryly again, "Today's mood is messed up, I think I'd better go home and rest, my head and eyes hurt so much." ”

Now, her right eye frame has become purple, and I am afraid that it will not recover in two or three weeks. Girls love beauty, and if you make it like this, you must wear big sunglasses to go out.

"Miss Xiwei, I really don't know how to apologize, in this case, I have a friend who is the Cairo general agent of Ray-Ban Eyewear Company, please give me a chance to atone for my sins, and take you to his side to pick up a few pairs of glasses?"

I walked up to her, and I really wanted to make up for what I had just done.

Xiwei shook her head: "No need Mr. Chen, you have so many things to do, and you are so urgent, don't be distracted by me anymore." I'll figure it out by myself, so there's no need to work hard. ”

She locked all the drawers, got up slowly, picked up the delicate black leather handbag on the table, and pushed back the swivel chair - a dazzling circle of light flashed through the glass window, stinging my eyes for a moment. Before I could explain anything, I rushed forward, grabbed her left shoulder with my right hand, and pulled hard, and both of them fell to the ground at the same time.

At the same time, there was a "pop" sound, and a water glass on the desk exploded, and the water splashed everywhere.

After two consecutive "pops, pops", two steel-core bullets missed her heel. I rolled on the floor several times in a row with her, crouching in the corner next to the long table where the sun was not shining.

The piercing steel-core bullet only left three strange round holes in the glass window, and I whispered a smile into her ear: "Now, I'm starting to believe that the other party's target is you, what do you think?"

She buried her head in my arms, her arms clutching me by the collar, her slender body trembling like a frightened bird.

I can't be sure if the sniper has given up and left, so I can only continue to hide. At this moment, I felt that Xiwei's heartbeat became extremely rapid, and her body was close to me, not daring to separate in the slightest.

"Don't worry, the sniper's position is at least four hundred meters away, and he will not shoot again without a good sight of sight. You see, we don't have to worry about hiding here, don't we? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid......" I patted her on the shoulder, my nose smelling the scent of lavender again.