As she laughed, I felt a slight shudder on the back of my hand, a blood-red spider, about the size of a dollar, with long legs covered in thick red fur.

I raised my right hand and stared at the dormant little guy, "What is this?"

Mingyue sneered: "It's a holy worm that has a bloody throat, isn't it fun?"

She put the little finger of her right hand to her mouth, and made a gesture to blow, and then laughed mischievously: "Hey, do you know? I just need a whistle and it will bite your veins with its sharp teeth." Of course, if you're fast enough, you'll be able to shake it off in an instant, but the result is exactly the same, and you'll die when the tips of its claws snap through your skin. Mr. Chen, you should understand what the situation is now, right? Just follow me, go to that place—" She turned back and pointed to where she had come, and turned her head to me again.

I laughed: "Of course, if it's good for everyone to go with you, I can do it." It's just that this Tibetan blood spider is a very precious thing, and it will be a pity if it is injured, so please put it away. ”

Her words are not bad at all, the poison of the blood spider is extremely violent, and it is a good thing that is regarded as a treasure by the Five Poisons Sect of the mainland and the Tang Sect in Shuzhong. Even the masters of the rivers and lakes who have practiced the Divine Skill of protecting the body, once their venom invades the bloodline, they will die with a whimper.

"Well, come with me?" she clapped her hands proudly, and the lying camel immediately stood up, shook off the grains of sand, and walked towards her.

I lunged forward, grabbed a box in her sleeve with my left hand, slammed my left elbow on her waist, and then quickly took three steps back.

The box was swarthy, cut out of the horns of the Tibetan snow yak, and exuded a faint medicinal fragrance. I had previously guessed from her martial arts that the situation was indeed correct, because one corner of this box was engraved with the word "Gu" in a seal font, which of course was the thing of "Putian Gu Family".

"You—ahem, ahem......" she cried out in exasperation, and immediately bent down and coughed weakly.

That elbow just sealed the three acupuncture points on her waist, making her half sore, and unable to attack me in five minutes. I lay the box flat on the tip of my right finger, and the spider slowly turned around and crawled towards a semicircular hole in the box. Only when it was fully inside the hole did I push a button on the box to close the hole.

"You...... Dare to touch my holy worm, see that I don't ......" Her face turned crimson from overexcitement, and the gray cloth of her mask drooped down, revealing a smooth and delicate face and a rosy cherry lips.

"Miss Mingyue, I didn't touch it, and I don't want to touch it. However, this thing belongs to the 'Putian Gu family', and it is best not to use it against the Chinese in the future, and it is not sure when you will meet the enemies of the Gu family. Then you're really in danger. I approached her and tucked the box back into her sleeve.

Fortunately, she threatened me with blood spiders, and if it was really replaced by the thirteen "pharaonic holy worms" unique to the Egyptians, I was not sure that I would be able to deal with them all.

I came to Cairo to find Leng Xin's whereabouts, and I didn't want to make any extraneous branches, let alone provoke underworld characters like Mingyue or the "Putian Gu Family".

Still asleep, Miz pulled the car door, pushed him into the passenger seat, and leaned over to pick up the pistol parts and get into the car.

It's time for us to go back, and maybe we'll get some useful clues tomorrow from Xiwei at the Institute. As for Mingyue, let her go back and forth from where she came from.

The jeep's engine roared, and the searchlights on the roof shot four pillars of light, pointing at the Sphinx along with the spotlights.

"It seems to be alive—or does it seem to be about to wake up?" I looked at the statue's face again, and I couldn't help but feel this strange feeling again. Especially when its gaze looks straight ahead, it seems to be a lion king who is proud of the world, completely ignoring the world's gaze, just staring at a certain target coldly and constantly.

"Mr. Chen, wait, wait, I know some details of the robbery, if you are interested, come to me at this address. Mingyue straightened her waist, threw out a red business card with a flick, and clicked the backrest of the driver's seat. I pulled out my business card with my backhand, and it turned out to be cut out of fine steel sheets, engraved with steel stamps, and a string of incantations with a line of handwritten English letters, but it was not a house number in the ordinary sense.

It seems that she has even learned a lot about the Gu family's technique of firing hidden weapons, but she is not pure enough.

I looked at her, "So, what do I have to pay?"

When there was a sly look in her eyes again, I couldn't fully believe her words.

"Of course there is a price, but you can afford it, we undead guardians have always been the most reasonable, and we will not offer sky-high prices to others. My invitation is only valid for seventy-two hours, and I'm sure there are many people who are interested in the details of the robbery, and you're not the only one. She was very proud of the bait she had thrown, because we all knew that I was the one who cared most about Leng Xin's whereabouts, and I could pay any price for it.

"How do you make me fully believe your words?" I flicked my business card and tossed it on the bridge.

She held her head proudly: "In the Great Desert, apart from the Pharaoh, only the Undead Guardians are the most powerful, and nothing that happens here can escape our eyes. ”

The more I hear about this kind of big promise, the more cautious I become, and the people who hold the most secrets in their hands are low-key and calm, and will never rashly show their hole cards.

"So, can you tell me a little bit about Leng Xin's whereabouts? If you're sincere, you probably wouldn't mind letting me see the tip of the iceberg first, right?" I put my arms on the steering wheel, quietly observing her facial expressions and the changes in her eyes.

When I hit her with elbows, I was able to use the force and direction so precisely that she accidentally pulled off the face towel in the midst of the excruciating pain, so that I could see everything through her expression for the rest of the time.

Obviously, when she heard the words "Leng Xin's whereabouts", she was suddenly stunned, an extremely confused expression appeared on her face, and she blinked her eyes more than a dozen times in a row before she responded incorrectly: "I know who shot and killed people, as long as Mr. Chen is willing to cooperate, all the information related to the murderer can be given to you." ”

This is a very clever answer, she only said that she saw the murderer, not where Leng Xin went, obviously divided one thing into two halves to answer, but what I was most concerned about was the whereabouts of the living.

"Miss Mingyue, you haven't answered my question yet?" I asked persistently.

She turned her head abruptly to look into the distance, which was the direction of the Sphinx's head. I could clearly see that she shivered violently, like a sleeper awakened by the cold of an autumn night.

In my opinion, her knee-jerk movements at the moment are tantamount to showing that Leng Xin's disappearance and the killing of Leng Hannan and others are related to the huge statue, or at least it can show that the murderer is related to the statue. Of course, the statue can be used as a hiding place for the ambusher or as a lookout from the heights, and when Leng Hannam's archaeological team emerges from the desert, they are immediately exposed to the condescending ambusher's telescope.

"Miss Mingyue?" I tried to call her.

She shuddered again: "I said that as long as everyone cooperates, everything is not a problem." ”

At this moment, the action of her tightening robe revealed more and more the faint fear and anxiety in her heart, which only those who feel scared can have that kind of expression. Where, then, did her fear come from? Could it be the stone statue that had stood on the heights of Giza for thousands of years?

Images of the Sphinx have long been around the world, appearing in print magazines and travel guides. Many people may not know what the Egyptian flag is, but they will never forget what the statue looks like, even if they only look at it.

As a guardian of the dead, it is almost impossible for the moon to be terrified of the statue, after all, it forms a unique landscape of the Egyptian desert along with the pyramids, and those who have been in the desert for a long time do not know how many times a year to see it.

"Mr. Chen, if you need to, please follow the clues on that business card to find me. I believe that our cooperation will make both of us happy, for sure. Her face was very unpleasant, and after hastily saying these few polite words, she turned and walked towards the camel.

I stared at her petite back, and suddenly felt that Leng Xin's disappearance was overshadowed by a strange color. If Mingyue saw the scene when the professor was killed, she should be able to see where Leng Xin went at the same time?

According to the speculation of the Cairo police, Leng Xin was held hostage and left, and there is no second result. As long as you find the robbers, you can find Leng Xin. Police officers all over the world have always put "real evidence" first, and have always adhered to the basic principle of "bold assumptions and careful verification", but I am not a police officer, and I only trust my instincts.

Now, my intuition tells me: "When the robbery happened, there must have been some incredible events at the scene, which is why Mingyue is so confused." ”

The African continent is a mysterious world full of strange things, and the legends surrounding the pyramids have driven archaeologists and science fiction writers around the world crazy. For at least half a century, countless people have speculated and tested the theory that the pyramids were built by aliens, until they ended up depressed with nothing.

Mingyue had already gotten on the camel and waved to me from afar: "Mr. Chen, we will meet again." She was no longer as calm as she had been when she first appeared, and her rosy lips were turning blue, all because we mentioned Leng Xin's disappearance.

I can keep her, she's not my match for martial arts, but I need more clues than to use force to make a mess of things.

"Definitely. I waved in response, watching as she barely managed to squeeze out a smile and hurried away. The bell rang very quickly, and she must have whipped the camel as hard as she melted into the darkness, and galloped away until it was gone with the wind.

The appearance of the bright moon gave me a small touch: "The professor's archaeological activities in the desert were carried out for more than three months, from late summer to late autumn. If there are underworld figures, they will definitely do it after they have something to gain. The robbery is enough to prove that the archaeological team has made a big discovery, and it is worth the robbers' hands. The key point now, presumably, is in their archaeological discoveries—"

With the increasing political and military status of the Egyptian government on the African continent, they have a fairly detailed classification of the rules and regulations for the management of cultural relics and archaeological excavations, but in the final analysis, it can be summed up in one word: Egyptian cultural relics belong to the state forever, and no one is allowed to take them away from Egypt itself, otherwise they will be punished for stealing cultural relics.

If a professor gets something, such as gold, diamonds, pharaoh's relics, etc., he will definitely report it to the government, but the police have obtained information that they have not submitted any reports before.

I patted my swollen forehead and picked up Mingyue's business card again, engraved with the words "The setting sun shines on the king's sheepfold and the blood of the lambs." Many of the words she said had traces of chewing on words, most likely from some scriptures, including this one.

The Gu family's method of firing hidden weapons is mainly high-speed and fast, and this steel business card is likely to evolve into a one-hit killing weapon in some cases, coupled with the poisonous insects or other strange things in her sleeve, Mingyue can be described as a dangerous person full of murderous intentions.

I am reminded of the famous words of an Egyptian occupier in the early twentieth century: If you want not to be killed, you must first learn to kill. If you want to get out of the desert alive, you have to arm yourself to be more dangerous than a poisonous scorpion. People like Mingyue did carry out the words of the occupier. If I have the opportunity to meet her master, I always remember to remind myself to be extra careful so as not to get into danger.

After a few final glances at the Sphinx, I slowly turned around and headed back towards Cairo.

Mingyue is not an easy person to deal with, although she looks extremely petite and feminine on the surface, she is a rose with a poisonous thorn. If Miz had been attacked by a blood spider, I was afraid that the person lying next to me would already be a dead man.

It wasn't until he saw the spires of the mosques lining Cairo that Miz struggled to get up, struggling to reach his waist for a gun first.

I knocked on the bridge: "The gun is here, there are a lot of parts, don't worry." ”

Although losing the gun was not a felony, it would make his colleagues at the police station laugh, so he immediately hurriedly loaded the gun before he let out a long sigh: "Thank God, thank you again, Mr. Chen." ”

He wiped the red cross from his forehead in the rearview mirror and sighed in frustration: "The undead guardians have a lot of strange ways to curse, I hope this time Mingyue didn't secretly do anything to me." Alas, the police department is also very conflicted now, and they don't have the power to manage people like her, but they have to manage it, after all, we are police-"

I patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think about it, she doesn't seem to have any ill intentions." ”

He didn't let go of my relief until I pulled two large bills out of my wallet and stuffed them in his palms, and a smile appeared on my face. That money was enough to buy the cigarettes I promised him.

"Mr. Chen, the director has instructed that as long as it is something you have to do, everyone in the police station will do their best to assist, and if there is anything to call me at any time, I will definitely handle it immediately. ”

Money can make ghosts grind, and the Chinese discovered this truth two thousand years ago and skillfully applied it to all walks of life, anytime, anywhere. Now, Meez's performance proves the problem once again. Unfortunately, there was so little useful information that the police could provide, and I had to laugh down his courtesy.

The car stopped in front of the revolving door of the Moonlight Hotel in the center of the city, and when I jumped out of the car, it attracted the attention of almost everyone outside the door. Mitz's license plate number is a special number within the 100th rank in Cairo, which is equivalent to a special pass and is privileged anywhere, and I, as his guest, will naturally impress the hotel.

In front of the public, Metz regained his spirits, waved his fat hand like a bear's paw at me, and then slammed the accelerator on the throttle, forcing the jeep out of the private cars.

I couldn't help but shake my head and smile, the bureaucracy of the city breeds and feeds people like him who are full of brains and have no real skills, which is really the biggest obstacle to the progress of human society.

Walking into the hotel lobby, a waiter hurriedly greeted him: "Mr. Chen, here is a bag of photos, which was just sent by the photocopy company to Mr. Leng Hannan in room 1806." The police confessed that all things related to Mr. Leng can be handed over to you, please sign and receive. ”

It was a thick plastic bag, and when I opened the seal and looked at it, there were at least four or five hundred pictures in it. I signed the receipt handed by the waiter, and keenly sensing that someone was watching me from the corner, I immediately turned sideways and swept it out of the corner of my eye.

The man drinking coffee with his head down was sitting next to a huge palm tree with a fat leaf covering half of his face, leaving me with only a stiff chin. On his hand, he wears a gleaming gold ring that mirrors the white coffee cup.

There were seven or eight sparsely seated guests in the café at the side of the lobby, but I could tell that he was the only one who had been watching me for a long time, in a trained posture of observation, nuanced and unobtrusive.

I entered the elevator with a plastic bag, his gaze following my back, consciously or unconsciously, until the elevator doors slowly closed.

"Who is interested in me?Could it be the undead guardian with Mingyue's gang?" At this point, I systematically recalled every word Mingyue said, "She needs to cooperate with me, in other words, I can bring some kind of benefit to her, but I can't give her anything, can I?"

On Egyptian tourist posters in the elevator room, you can still see pictures of the Sphinx. There is no doubt that the two things of the Sphinx and the pyramid are almost the national treasures of Egypt, equivalent to the pandas in Chinese mainland.

Room 1806 was used by Leng Hannan and is currently being sealed by the police. My room was next door to him and the number was 1808. There are more than ten five-star hotels in Cairo, but Leng Hannan chose the little-known four-star hotel Moonlight Hotel, which is completely inseparable from the low-key and simple living habits he has always cultivated.

Rich but not ostentatious, noble but not extravagant, is the principle upheld by the rich people in the Chinese world at present. Taking Hong Kong Island, the Oriental Pearl, as an example, even billionaires like the four major families of Li, Liang, Zhong and Ye are generally more than ten times more low-key at present.

When I walked into the room, I turned on a small wall lamp, washed my hands under the faucet in the bathroom, poured half a glass of whiskey, filled it with ice, and slowly paced out onto the balcony.

At night, Cairo presents a world of colours, with foreign brand-name sports cars passing by on the east-west streets outside the hotel, and the delicate paint on the bodies arcs under the street lamps. At this moment, I couldn't fit into this fast-paced, colorful and bright life, and my mind was full of cold shadows.

Ever since I received the police notice, I have been telling myself to be calm, calm and calm, and never lose my mind. Leng Xin just disappeared, not blood spattered on the spot, and such an ending at least left me with some hope.

The cold wine calmed my chaotic thoughts a little bit, and I began to think carefully: "What role did Mingyue play in this robbery? If she knew the inside story, she would have been able to get the police bounty without much effort, but now she doesn't want money, but wants to cooperate with me? Can she get more than $50,000 from me?"

I can't figure out what I can give her, but of course I can give her cash, half a million, a million or even more. On the other hand, if any of the artifacts she stole from some nameless pyramid could be sold for this price, why bother so much to ask me to cooperate?

The phone rang again, a number I was familiar with.

I picked up the phone, and the other party only said "hey" and then fell silent. That's what the guy on the other end of the phone has always done, silent and wooden, and his words are like gold.

"Old Seven?" I called his name, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but smile.

A year ago, two extremely boring people counted for him, speaking no more than seven sentences a day on average, no more than seven words per sentence, and talking to someone on the phone had to be silent for at least seven minutes before starting to talk about the main content...... There are so many "seven", but his name "Tian Qi" does not come from this.

"Eagle. He responded to me quickly.

I was stunned for a moment, as if his reaction had never been so agile.

"Your business is my business. I'm going to Egypt tomorrow, and if you want to kill someone, call me. Four sentences, twenty-four words, concise and to the point.

"Old Seven, I don't want to kill yet, if Leng Xin is in the hands of the other party, unless you are absolutely sure, you can start killing. "I don't say a word of nonsense anymore.

He was silent for a full minute before he spoke again: "Okay, you say, I listen, kill whoever you want." Then, he hung up gently.

I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh: "This guy doesn't seem to think about anything at all except killing, just like a collaborative worker on the assembly line, he only pays attention to what is in front of him, and never cares about it." ”

Tian Qi is a killer who is quite famous in the Chinese world.

His most classic battle is the assassination of Shigeo Ueno of the Yamaguchi-gumi Seventh Branch on the Japanese island of Okinawa, lurking alone under the water of Okinawa's most famous Yokobi hot spring, and waiting until Shigeo Ueno stripped off his clothes and left the layers of guards guards, then burst forward and cut the throat of the opponent with a knife.

On that occasion, Shigeo Ueno's blood stained the hot springs crimson, and the five right-hand men under his command were also killed by Tian Qi single-handedly. Since then, Tian Qi has become famous.

On another occasion, Tian Qi assassinated a Viet Ching Gang incense master in Hanoi, Vietnam, he cut through the ice on the river and dived into the enemy's manor, and then hid under the water until dawn when the other party went to the river for a walk, broke the ice, cut off his head with a knife, and then returned the same way.

Today, he ranks seventh on the list of global killers, and it is not a fluke, but he has succeeded in standing in this position by virtue of his tireless "killing" sharpening. In front of him, there are still six top masters in the way, including the American Hevison, who is known as the "King of Killers", but I believe that as long as Tian Qi insists on "killing", he will definitely surpass the other six and become the invincible "King of Killers" in the world.

His willingness to come to Egypt to help me touched my heart. Because I'm no longer a charlatan, it's impossible to give more to others. The wine was cold, but my heart gradually warmed up because of this phone call from Arita Nanachi.