I've heard all kinds of things related to Lorraine from Leng Xin's mouth before, all of which are talking about how knowledgeable, elegant and generous she fascinated Leng Hannan so much. Now that tears wet the makeup on her face, the tiredness of a forty-year-old woman could not be concealed, and she was naturally extremely embarrassed.

"Mr. Chen, can you help me in front of the professor?" she calmed down, quickly calmed down, and wiped away the tears.

I shook my head resolutely, if Leng Hannan and his party were robbed and killed because of "Wheel of the Sun", in a sense, Lorraine would be the murderer who killed him.

Lorraine sighed, pulled a cigarette and a lighter out of her trouser pocket, and lit one in thought, letting the smoke curl up to the ceiling.

"Lorraine's director, Professor Leng, was brutally killed, Leng Xin's mysterious disappearance, everything is related to your expectations, right? As a bird-level divination, it is naturally a trivial matter to confuse two scholars who focus on archaeology. I have a reluctant request, if you can divinate Leng Xin's whereabouts through the crystal wall, all our previous grievances will be completely written off, otherwise-"

I said the above while thinking about it, because there is a considerable mystery in this, since Lorraine has the invincible divination skills in the world, how can she not guess Leng Xin's whereabouts? Or she should know who robbed Leng Hannan and know the final whereabouts of "The Wheel of the Sun".

"Fortune tellers are not omnipotent, just as you Chinese say, 'medicine is not autonomous,' and everyone's wisdom will be wonderfully defined within a certain knowable range. Please follow me—" She stood up and walked to the veil-draped balcony.

I groaned and got up, confident that she had been defeated and was momentarily in a nameless hesitation that would not hurt Sylvie, and followed her to the balcony.

The neon high-rise buildings near and far in the night are so psychedelic that anyone can imagine the sounds, colors, dogs, horses, and charming customs hidden behind the colorful world, but on the balcony where we are, there is only a heavier and heavier melancholy, squeezing over, endless, beginningless, and endless.

Lorraine opened the glass window and pointed to the top floor of a building in front of her right: "Mr. Chen, I can predict that there will be a ball lightning in five minutes, do you believe it?"

It was a modern building of nearly 20 floors, with three tower-shaped communication antennas erected on the roof, like sharp arrows on a bowstring, pointing directly at the sky polluted by all kinds of lights.

I nodded, "I do." ”

A soothsayer who can be ranked among the birds has an accuracy of more than 90% in predicting future events, and as long as he is not mentally exhausted, he will almost always miss his words. I've seen Lorraine's previous predictions, and almost every case is amazingly accurate.

"I was the pride of the African people back then, and many royal ladies and tycoons and concubines were proud to have met me, and that was the happiest day of my life. There was once a South African diamond tycoon who spent a lot of money to ask me for a dance, and there were countless princes and nobles who followed me—" she rolled her wrist and stared at the gorgeous watch, and suddenly smiled miserably, "It's all gone, and in an instant the song and light are frothy and disillusioned, and I am just a glass bead abandoned by the world." When the halo fades, it no longer has a jewel-like luster. ”

I can't interject, in fact, everyone has unspeakable pain in their hearts, covered by layers of years, and dare not touch it easily.

"Mr. Chan is actually the happiest being a soothsayer, such as when she predicts the day of her death. Lorraine turned around, her face covered with uncontrollable tears.

I strongly guessed that Lorraine had come to provide clues to the robbery, but to ask me for something to do. There is no doubt that this is a woman who is smart and beautiful and good at taking advantage of men's weaknesses.

"Curator Lorraine: Actually, I'd love to know what the professor said to you. The deceased has not been able to be brought back to life, but Leng Xin's whereabouts are still unknown, and I hope you can provide some valuable clues. You know that time is of the essence when it comes to missing people. If you need me to do something, it's best to talk openly and honestly rather than wasting each other's time—"

She interrupted me with a fierce wave of the cigarette between her fingers, and suddenly became extremely excited: "Time? Is your time precious? No, you are completely wrong, and it is that I will die tomorrow, which will be the last day of my life in this world." Do you understand how cruel it is for a person to watch life begin to count down and pass by minute by second? Tomorrow when the sun goes away, I will be gone completely. Only the 'Cursed Stone' can save me, only you can save me, Mr. Chen, but you have cruelly rejected me. I can't even save my own life, so why bother to help you?"

The soot carrying the sparks flew in the air, and several of them landed on the curtain, immediately burning a series of small holes.

We pinched her wrist and patted her left hand on the "big cone" on the back of her neck, rubbing it slowly and vigorously a few times to help her calm down.

"Director Lorraine, it seems that we need each other's help very much, why don't we talk quietly and see if there is any possibility of working together and helping each other?"

In fact, I need her help, especially at a time when the road ahead is foggy and the perils are lurking.

Lorraine chuckled bitterly in a low voice, tears hanging brightly from her eyelashes: "Twenty-four hours, I only have such a little time - Mr. Chen, I am not a person who betrays myself casually, if it is not for the imminent death limit, there is no need to make a fool of myself here." The professor's deep affection for me is still in front of me, and if it were not for the strange and tragic state of his death, I might have closed my feelings and silently lived alone for him. ”

A ball of lightning suddenly exploded on the roof of the building opposite, instantly illuminating the huge tower antenna. The lights of the entire building went out, and the screams of hundreds of people burst out of every window. Lorraine's predictions are quite accurate, as if a projectionist who knows the plot of a movie well can retell the plot exactly at a certain point in time.

"I have seen hell like an edifice that has suddenly lost its light, and the wails of countless people have come together and finally turned into a deafening loud bang. Of course, I have also seen the various ways in which people die in the world: they die of disease, they die in car accidents, they fall from buildings, they are murdered by slitting their throats, and they are pierced by bullets that turn into honeycombs...... The list goes on and on. So I have an innate fear of death, always wanting to know my final end. For this reason, I did not hesitate to practice the most cruel 'blood refining and bone forging skill' in divination, and after the thousandth self-mutilation of bone and blood, I finally saw a scene that I couldn't believe——"

She rolled up her left sleeve and showed me the dense knife marks above the elbow bend, which were naturally left by cutting flesh and blood.

The more human beings are afraid of something, the more they can't help but want to see the truth, even if it means falling into nightmares every night. In Lorraine's case, she was afraid of the ending, but she did not hesitate to harm herself, what good did she do to see that shocking scene?

"I was lying on the spire of a huge quadrangular cone, which was undoubtedly a tall pyramid. A flock of black vultures flapped their wings in the sky, constantly making terrible calls, and as the best of the scavengers, they could accurately smell the breath of the dead at a range of tens of kilometers. I knew I was going to die, and I was looking at my body from a bird's-eye perspective, feeling the rapid passage of life. The clarity of this scene became more and more permeated as I progressed in my cultivation, and when I was about to die, an even more strange scene was born——"

It is not uncommon for the vulture to peck at dead travelers in the desert, and as we drive across the desert, we can see pecking marks everywhere like white bones. In the eyes of the desert dwellers, vultures are messengers sent from heaven to convey the news of death, and the sight of their shadows or the mere hearing of their calls is the worst of bad omens.

"What's the birth? Is it more tragic than the scene of eagles pecking? Calm down and speak slowly. "I grew drawn to her narrative because it was 100 percent born at the top of the pyramid and had something to do with a series of recent oddities.

Lorraine trembled violently, covered her face with her hands, and sobbed for several minutes before she tried to take deep breaths to calm herself.

"Would you like a drink?" I kindly reminded her.

"No, the spirits only numbed my nerves, but they couldn't delay death. Mr. Chen: I once told the professor the same story, after experiencing so many men and many relationships, only he can give me the most intimate sense of security. Don't doubt that the relationship between me and him is not the kind of shameless exploitation or dirty deal you suspected. He loves me, I love him, I just want to get through this together, and then go back to Hong Kong Island together. As you probably know, he's just bought a villa on Hong Kong Island overlooking Victoria Harbour, and that's going to be our last love nest—"

Lorraine gasped, her face alternating between apprehension and sweetness.

Indeed, Leng Hannan bought the house three months ago and renovated it in a mysterious gypsy style with great fanfare. Leng Xin guessed that the house was for Lorraine, but she didn't expect that there was such a complicated secret behind this affair.

Lorraine saw through my thoughts, which made me feel a little guilty, and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have thought that." ”

She shook her head abruptly: "It's nothing, even Leng Xin has thought like that, what should it not be? Besides, the professors are already dead." I know that this is the inevitable consequence of those who live in the world by divination, and will eventually die worse than all those who have been divined. Mr. Chen's life and death are only hanging by a thread, and the process from birth to death is shorter than that of a white horse. Originally, I didn't have that much fear of death, the immortal soul could be reincarnated, and the annihilated soul turned into scattered and floating energy on the earth, and finally shattered into tens of thousands of pieces. However, my death was not death in the pure sense of the word, but my body was filled with something else, and I became another kind of 'humanoid monster' like a walking corpse. As I was about to exhale my last breath, a horde of hungry vultures swooped down—"

As she caught her breath, I quickly interjected, "What do you mean? a monster with a physical appearance, or is it just a spiritual thing?"

"It doesn't make a difference, for me it's real, swimming out of the pyramid and into my body. Then it became a new me, and Lorraine, an earthling, ceased to exist. Mr. Chen, do you know what I mean?"

She tried hard to make her narrative easy to understand, for fear I wouldn't understand, but I knew from the beginning what she was trying to say, and that "it" was referring to some kind of snake-like body that had been bothering me.

"I understand. I can only smile bitterly.

"I died, but was reborn as a new species with the shell of 'Lorraine'. It and its ilk occupy the entire pyramid, and it is not known that it will occupy the entire desert and the whole world in the future. So I don't want to die, I don't want to give my body to it for nothing. Lorraine's tears dried up, and in the face of such a strange and strange thing, no amount of tears was useless, so she could only find a way to solve it.

"Why did this prophecy occur? Is there no way to change the course of events?" Since the place of death was the Egyptian pyramids, she could have fled far away from this ominous land.

Lorraine smiled bitterly: "Mr. Chen, when I first saw that scene, I also consulted several advanced bird-level soothsayers in South Africa, and then I made up my mind to come from the south to the north and settle in Cairo. Under the guidance of divination, I got to know the professor and was convinced that the 'Cursed Stone' from ancient Egypt would save everything. Unfortunately, as the day of my death drew near, my divination skills began to deteriorate in great strides. You ask me why I don't use divination to find out the whereabouts of the Wheel of the Sun, why don't I want to? The kingdom beneath our feet carries an inexplicable divine power that cancels out the power of the crystal ball without a trace. ”

I've been with Charlotte for a while, and I've received her verbal invitations, so it's not hard to meet her. If Lorraine's words are true, I am willing to fulfill the professor's last wish and help her selflessly.

Lorraine pointed to the night sky in the southwest: "There is no point in escaping anymore, I even took the most extreme way to order a giant safe, and locked myself in it through a six-layer biological code lock, so as not to be tempted by unknown mysterious forces." Mr. Chen, if I had a second life, I would rather be the most ordinary and ordinary woman, rather than fleeing death in fear like now. Would you like to help me with less than twenty-four hours?"

I pondered for a few seconds before I suddenly spoke: "Curator Lorraine, has there been any great soothsayer before you who has made the same calculation of his own death? The legendary 'Cursed Stone' is only a tool to help the controller cast or lift the curse, how sure are you that it can help you?"

Lorraine shook her head slowly, "I'm not sure what the other soothsayers foresaw death would look like, but divination has shown me the only solution, I'm going to give it a try anyway-"

A hint of panic passed through her eyes, and I immediately stared straight into her face and sneered faintly, "Are you lying?"

There are many so-called "treasures" handed down from ancient Egypt, each of which has a special function, but the people who dig these treasures do not realize that the treasures are to be used in conjunction with certain written languages. The treasures are dead, and there is no text to be found, they can only be piles of antiques placed in museums.

In my previous rigorous training, "polygraph" and "counter-polygraph" were the two most important basic courses, and when talking to the goal, I searched for loopholes in the other person's speech at every moment.

"I didn't...... I didn't lie!" Lorraine screamed, waving her hands vigorously.

I grabbed her wrist and forced her to calm down, and said word by word: "I have seen the 300-page debriefing report when you entered the National Museum, and your profound knowledge of Egyptian antiquities and hieroglyphics is beyond the reach of full-time archaeologists, including Leng Xin and Professor. With your style, even if you don't know how to use the 'Cursed Stone' at first, you'll continue to figure out how to solve this puzzle in the last few years until you fully understand it. If you want me to help you, you have to tell the truth, otherwise we won't be able to work together. ”

Her wrist veins were cold and stiff, and they did not at all have the weakness and sluggishness that a forty-year-old woman should have.

"I need the 'Cursed Stone,' Mr. Chen, I beg you to save the professor's face—" She struggled to break free, and then leaned backwards against the balcony railing.

"The professor is dead for the sake of the 'Cursed Stone'. "There was no anger in my heart, only more and more sadness. After all, Leng Hannan is only an archaeology professor, and he doesn't have a deep enough understanding of the complexity of rivers and lakes and human nature, so he is easily moved by Lorraine's story.

"You've decided not to help me?" Lorraine's face changed, and she grabbed the railing with both hands and stood up straight.

I forced my eyes on her and nodded slowly, "Yes, unless you tell me the real reason." "She can change from a master of the alien world to sit firmly in the position of the director of the National Museum, at least not as simple as she seems on the surface, and she will not confide in others when they meet for the first time.

"Then let everyone die together—" She turned and slowly spread her arms towards the glittering neon pavilions that filled the city, and let out a long, melancholy roar, "I saw them flood into the city like a tidal wave, encroaching on everyone's body, taking Cairo City for themselves, and then flowing to Africa and Europe by the power of wind and water until the occupation of the planet. At that time, you and your lover will also become their puppets together. ”

Lorraine's words did not finally move me, and the same argument has already appeared in Mai Ye's last words.

When she left in a hurry, her cold eyes were filled with wordless despair, which was chilling all the time: "Mr. Chen, one day you will regret not saving me in time, and the people you love and love you will face the same predicament as me." Hehe, I hope you won't go crazy with heartache by then. ”

The moment the door was closed, Lorraine lowered her head, and the back of her sobbing voice brought me deeper doubts, and immediately dialed Miz's phone.

He was already drunk, and at the same time the loud and chaotic voices of people in the bar came from the earpiece: "Hey...... Hey, Mr. Chen, what's the point?"

I raised my voice and told him briefly, "Lauraine, the curator of the National Museum, is following someone for me." ”

Miz "ha" let out a strange laugh: "Tracking? It's Officer Ben's personal time after work, don't ...... Don't talk to me about work, drinking, bubble girls...... I gave myself a day off tonight......"

After a series of setbacks, he needed alcohol to anesthetize himself, but I did need his help, because Shelvie was still asleep, and I had to stay and protect her.

"Officer Mitz, if you don't do what I tell you to do, you'll have another tragedy tomorrow—" Lorraine described her deathbed vividly and truthfully, and I could only believe that she had the most positive response.

The noise in the earpiece was a little quieter, and Miz yelled, "What? Who's going to be killed again?" is Curator Lorraine?", and then he removed the phone and yelled angrily, "Hey, boy, make the sound quieter!"

She was about to leave the Moonlight Hotel, predicting that she would die within twenty-four hours. You'd better use the manpower to follow her in all directions right now to see who the killer is? ”

I gave the most sincere advice: Alcoholism is the enemy of a man's career, and Miz is a good man who should not be let into these setbacks.

Miz was yelling, "Give me a big glass of ice water - Mr. Chen, I'll call right away." ”

I hung up the phone and went back to the sand, leaning over to stare at the sleeping Sylvie.

She slept deeply, not knowing a word about my conversation with Lorraine. In fact, this makes me feel more at ease, for a weak girl like her, the more secrets she knows, the more dangerous she will be. Compared with Leng Xin, the former is a flying eagle in the autumn wind and dust in the desert of Saibeishuo, which can take charge of itself without my excessive protection, while the latter is the yellow warbler who goes south in the smoke and rain of apricot blossoms in March, unable to protect herself in the face of the panicked turbulence, and needs a person to take care of her silently behind her.

"Could that be me?" I suddenly felt my heart a little messed up, and I got up and took out the thin blanket from the closet and gently covered Sylvie.

As soon as the doorbell rang, I first looked through the doormirror and was sure that it was just an ordinary waiter in white overalls outside the door, so I opened the door gently.

The waiter bowed slightly: "Mr. Chen, someone has sent you something." ”

He held a brown brown brown paper bag with a box of black video tapes open at the mouth.

I tipped, and casually asked, "What kind of person sent it?"

The waiter replied respectfully, "It's a beautiful Indian girl, but she put down her bag and left." She said that if you were interested in the video, you could call her at the number, which is at the end of the video. ”

The image of the girl in the big corridor immediately came to my mind, she should be the daughter of the king of the land of the Gate that Tie Hou and Tie Di said. The eighteenth change of the female college is very different from the little girl she saw a few years ago. Of course, with the financial resources of the king of Namendu, it should not be too difficult to support Nalun to ascend to the position of leader.

It was a normal Sony videotape, with no text on the label, as if it had just been taken out of a shop window.

I carried Sylvie to the bed in the bedroom and let her sleep comfortably before walking back into the living room and putting the tape in the machine to watch it slowly. Nalun led Tie Hou and others to Cairo, not just to capture Bai Xiaoxie.

The unspoken rules of the global mafia show that Indian gangs operate mostly in Asia, occasionally on the Asia-Europe border, but rarely in Africa. Just as the venomous scorpion in the African desert is the natural nemesis of Indian snakes, the African underworld forces are also the natural enemies of Indian gangs, and the history of the underworld for more than 100 years clearly illustrates this.

A large amount of snowflake noise appeared on the TV screen, and suddenly a clear picture appeared, which turned out to be a real shot of the scene in room 1808. The photographer's angle should be in the corner of the balcony outside the living room, holding the machine steadily, and the camera moves slowly to capture all the corners of the room.

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