6 Sylvie Sees the Mysterious Altar (Part I)

Staring at the lights in the direction of the pyramids, I suddenly felt that I was involved in a strange and inexplicable battle, perhaps the attack on the expedition team and the disappearance of Leng Xin were the little sparks that triggered this change.

"Leng Xin, where are you?" I folded my arms and silently resisted the cold of the night, at this moment, what I missed most was the warmth in the air-conditioned room of the hotel. Now, I just hope that Sikong Xingxing and Cai Xiaofo won't do anything and turn my room upside down. These two people have always been the most idle, each with a mind full of bizarre ideas, and almost every time they appear in my life, they make unbelievable jokes and leave me with a mess waiting for me to end.

"Mr. Chen?" Xiwei opened the car door and walked out slowly.

I looked at my watch, and she locked herself in the car for more than five minutes, not knowing if she had calmed down.

"What a quiet night—" she sighed as she gazed back at the dim sky. Tonight, there are no stars and no moons, and the gloomy sky brings only endless dullness and depression.

"Mr. Chen, thank you for your clothes. She gave me her coat back, and ran away from my inquiring gaze, and let out a long breath again, "You killed so many people?"

I let out a long wry smile: "How could I kill them? They were all poisoned to death, and I believe that tomorrow morning the police will come to a reasonable conclusion." Now, shouldn't we go back to the city?"

Her face was very pale, but there was not the slightest hint of illness, which showed that all the functions of her body were absolutely normal. So what kind of miraculous changes have taken place in her from stiffness to awakening?

"Go back to the city, no, I think we should go to the back of the Sphinx and take a look, there are some things that seem to have been overlooked, and these hints from the heavens are very important, related to the life and death of all mankind—" She pointed to the statue, her eyes full of unspeakable confusion.

"What are you talking about, Miss Sylvie, what the hell just happened?" I immediately asked.

"The Sphinx will tell us everything, let's go there. She shook her hair and strode back.

"Miss Sylvie, I just got off the back of the statue, and I've checked it carefully enough, and there's nothing. What the hell are you going to say? Why can't you be more explicit?" I followed, holding her arm before she tripped over a corpse and nearly fell.

"Thank you. She hadn't forgotten to be polite, but she was more hurried.

I have always understood that in the seemingly calm desert night, there are actually many pairs of suspicious eyes hidden.

The black and white forces of the world will never ignore the treasures of the pharaohs under the pyramid, and as soon as there is a stir, it can immediately touch the sensitive nerves of hundreds of forces. In their view, the treasures of Egypt belonged to all mankind, so any family could take home a piece of the soup generously. The only difference is the order of their shots, some people like to strike first, and more people like "the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch comes behind", to be the terminator who appears at the end to plunder the fruits of others' victory.

Tonight, if Sylvie and I do find anything, we're afraid we won't be able to leave the statue safely.

"Mr. Chen, I'm going to go up there and help me. Sylvie bit her lip lightly and stood in the shadow of the statue. Walking from the side of the car, about a distance of nearly two kilometers, she was already panting slightly, and a faint red tide appeared on her cheeks. Compared to Leng Xin, her body is too weak.

"It's better for me to go up and check, it's windy up there, you'll be blown bad-" I sighed, and the unspoken subtext was "The target up there is too obvious, I'm afraid of accidents." The desert terrain with unobstructed visibility is the treasure spot for snipers to show their might, and once a killer appears, they can easily shoot a target standing on the back of the statue within a kilometer. Shevi is the most innocent, and I don't want her to be implicated again.

"I have to go up, and those things, those spells, must be verified tonight. Her lips bit even tighter, and blood was oozing.

"What's the matter? what spell?" I moved, moving a little closer into the shadows, looking warily in all directions. On a moonless night, there will never be the wonder of "desert sand like snow" in the poetry of the ancients, and the high and low sand dunes in the distance are like a group of silent giant beasts, buried in the boundless yellow sand. The back of the dunes is a natural hideout, enough for an entire sniper team.

"Help me go up, go up, you'll understand. Sylvie grabbed my hand and shook it vigorously, her emotions starting to get excited.

I withdrew my gaze and looked at her sincerely: "Okay, I'll take you up, but you have to promise to tell the whole truth." ”

All clues that may be related to Leng Xin's disappearance will firmly attract my attention, and Xiwei's strange performance just now is even more confusing, and I even suspect that it is the mysterious power that made Leng Xin's disappearance that will cause her to fall into a state of stiffness.

"Okay, let's make a deal. She finally let go of her clenched lips, and a bloody tooth mark appeared on her lower lip.

I crouched down, lifted Syvi on my back, and with a leap of force, my fingers grasped the uneven edges and corners of the statue, and slowly climbed upward. Her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, her hair slid down my shoulders with an indescribable scent.

Many years ago, it seemed that Leng Xin was lying on my back like this, but the feelings that the two of them gave me were completely different. Leng Xin is capable, calm, and able to take charge at any time, and does not need my protection at all times, on the contrary, when she goes out to do anything, I will be extremely relieved, firmly believing that she can complete any challenging work. Xiwei is like a lonely kitten, strong on the outside, weak on the inside, and always inadvertently attracts my attention between gestures.

"Mr. Chen, thank you for saving me again. Sylvie sighed, her warm snort tickling at the back of my neck.

"Miss Xiwei, you are too polite, it should be said that 'Jiren has his own natural appearance'. "My attention was not distracted by the beautiful woman's back, and I kept searching the corners of my eyes for movement on all sides of the statue.

"I really hope that this time I can help you find Miss Leng, and it can be regarded as a favor for you-Mr. Chen, do you believe in the crystal ball divination of gypsies?" she suddenly changed the subject.

I don't need anyone to owe me any favors, the huge rivers and lakes, people go to tea and cool, and favors will never be reliable.

"Crystal ball, mana that foresees the future?" I laughed, and with the strength of my arms, I quickly climbed the last section to reach the back of the statue.

Sylvie let go of her arms and slipped off my back, stumbling and nearly falling over.

"Be careful, it's windy here—" At the moment I was facing the pyramid, and I unexpectedly thought of Tang Mei, who had climbed to the top of the tower, and she didn't know if there was any discovery of golden light there. After all, Egypt is different from the Arctic, and there are no nameless lights in the night sky.

In Egypt, it is easy to associate everything that is related to "gold" with "pyramid treasures, the sea of gold", I believe that the moment she sees the magical golden light, Tang Mei must have thought of those things in her heart, and she will rush there like a storm.

"Gold is to man what a lamp is to a moth, and there is a fatal attraction for eternity, isn't it?" I couldn't help but shake my head and muttered to myself.

Everyone in the world knows the eternal truth that "people die for money, and birds die for food", but when it comes to the end, they still can't control their fiery desires. That kind of vigorous and eager power can not only make people's blood boil and burn youth, but also unconsciously burn themselves, and finally burn their lives.