Gate of Revelation Chapter 224: [Strange person]

[Two-in-one chapter, six thousand words, hereby explain, not lazy. 】

Chapter 224 [Strange Man]

Chen Xiaolian held the blade in his hand, weighed it, and the weight was not light.

"It looks like there is a pattern on it."

"Well, I see it."

Chen Xiaolian put the blade in front of his eyes and observed it straight. Sure enough, he saw the blade ... under the rust, covered with some strange patterns.

The patterns are apparently left over when casting, above the blade, on both sides of the sword.

Chen Xiaolian immediately took out the hilt of the sword in the stone and compared it with the blade.

The rust on the hilt is more severe, but where the blade and hilt are broken, they just fit.

The two things are put together, and the shape just happens to be a complete Western-style long sword for ancient knights.

Chen Xiaolian saw that the two things in his hand were stitched together ... but he was slightly disappointed.

Because the two pieces were finally put together, nothing special happened.

"I knew it was not that simple." Chen Xiaolian sighed.

The tyre glanced at him: "What's not so simple ≥ single?"

"For example ... Suddenly it glows, or it merges automatically." Chen Xiaolian laughed. "I thought that if you put two things together, it would automatically revert to a complete sword in stone."

The tire smiled and said nothing.

...

"Did you find it?"

"Coming soon!"

Sasha was sitting in the dim room, typing on the keyboard with both hands quickly, and could not help yelling: "I said, I need better equipment! There is no problem in hacking into the police surveillance system But to search by portrait, I need better equipment! Hell ... "

This time. Sasha suddenly called out, "I found it!"

On a computer screen in front of you is an image of a probe on a street. Filtered by portraits.

On the probe, several people were seen getting off the car on the street. Then soon, in the portrait screening mode, the appearance of one of the girls was cut off.

"I found it! 96% compliance. It must be the target."

Sasha quickly notified Thunder Fox with the team system.

"Bonin Street, she's there. There are ... three men around. Oriental faces."

...

"I found it. They are on Bonin Avenue. The Countess of the Norman family is with them."

Thunderfox glanced at Calkin.

Calkin is staring at a distance in a daze.

The two are standing on the top of a building, and Calkin is standing on the edge of the building. The street is under his feet and the cars are coming and going.

"Are you sure?" Calkin didn't turn his head back, still maintaining the stance of pulling the wind, looking at the distance.

Leihu laughed: "It's OK. But Sasha complained again, he asked for better equipment. I think he can be satisfied, after all, his technology is very useful to us."

"Then this time the copy is over, please meet him."

Calkin turned around. He took out a pack of cigarettes, took out a light, and took a hard breath.

His look looks strange and his eyes are complicated: "Thunder Fox."

"What?"

"Have you heard of the Meteorites?"

"..." Lei Huo nibbled for a moment, then smiled: "Have heard of it, it seems quite famous. Their head is called Qiu Ji, I heard that it is a powerful character."

Culkin inhaled his cigarette in silence, threw the cigarette under his foot and stamped it out: "Autumn falls ... Hey. He does have some skills."

A pause, Calkin slowly said, "The guys we met today. The people around the countess of Norman's family are the Meteorites."

"Oh?" Thunder Fox's eyes lit up: "Which one is Qiu Meteor?"

"Autumn Fall? No, he's not here." Calkin shook his head: "Autumn Fall ... is dead, well, it's been over a month since he died."

"Dead ?!" Thunderfox was a little surprised.

"Well, died in a copy." Calkin said indifferently: "The people we met this time. After Qiu Ji died, he inherited the guy from the meteorite team. Hey ... an interesting kid, his strength seems to be Not bad. "

"What about the Meteorite team! Huh ... And that autumn meteorite has already died." Thunder Fox raised his eyebrows: "No matter what, we are bound to get the holy thing!"

Calkin smiled: "Get ready to go. Is Boning Street? Those guys in the meteorite team are also ... then pack them all together!"

"... are you hated by the Meteorites?" Thunder Fox gave Calkin an unexpected look.

"What?"

"If you are in peacetime, you will definitely say. Do mission priority. As long as you can complete the copy of the mission conditions, there is no need to save extra branches. Unless necessary, you will not fight with other game participants. But what you just said, Do you want to kill everyone in the meteorite team? "

Calkin's eyes twitched, he looked at Thunder Fox, jumped down the edge of the roof, walked to Thunder Fox, and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"You're wrong. Meteorite and I have no hatred. I just think ... these guys now don't deserve the name."

...

"The stuff is in hand, so what do we do next?" the tire asked.

Chen Xiaolian thought for a while: "The system didn't give a hint, and I was quite surprised. I thought that if I got such an important item, maybe the system would give me some hint. Or send a notification about what other tasks."

He glanced at the immortal sound of an oil painting not far away.

Although Xianyin is facing away from these people, she seems to be watching oil painting, but Chen Xiaolian is sure that this girl must be listening with her ears concentrated.

But they speak Chinese with the spare tyre, and the Countess obviously does not understand Chinese.

A fairy sound, a wonderful Yan, she ca n’t even pronounce these two names.

"I think the next step is to deal with the guys who attacked us!" Chen Xiaolian looked for a moment.

"Oh? I think it's something anyway ..." Spare tires eyelid: "Do you really want to protect this girl?"

Chen Xiaolian looked at the spare tire, his eyes fell on his broken arm: "Protecting her and fulfilling the promise is certainly one of my thoughts ... but. I just decided to agree to her condition for another reason. "

Chen Xiaolian's fists clenched tightly, and said coldly: "spare tire, you have been chopped an arm by that guy! This must not be the case! The reason why I agreed to this woman's conditions is mainly because ... … Anyway, I have made up my mind not to let those people go! You ca n’t break one of your arms for nothing! That guy must pay the price!

And stay with this girl. To find that person in black the fastest! "

The eyes of the tires are hot: "Yes! You must not let go of that guy! Brother, you can't break your arm in vain, this thing must not be left alone!"

The spare tire whispered: "I ... I'm a little worried. I'm afraid those guys are not weak, and our people are not the same. They may not be opponents."

"Anyway, you have to try. If you ca n’t beat it, you have to play it again!" Chen Xiaolian said coldly: "Last time, they were deliberately calculated, and we lost. There is room for the people's skills to play. But next time, we may not have the advantage! "

Speaking. Chen Xiaolian glanced at the time.

It's a few hours before Bai Qi's cooldown time.

My strongest killing trick is almost ready to use.

...

Xian Yin has gone to great lengths to eavesdrop, but he really doesn't understand the language of these guys.

She is actually a very smart girl. In addition to her native English, Xianyin is also fluent in French and Spanish. It can be said that she still has a bit of language talent.

But ... in Chinese, she really hasn't been involved.

So she listened for as long as possible. She has carefully remembered a few of her guesses about the pronunciation of keywords, but this attempt is very unlikely to get valuable news.

But this is the case now. This is the only thing that Xianyin can do.

Finally, Xianyin waited for a while. The guy named Chen Xiaolian walked towards himself.

"How is it? Have you finished your discussions?"

Facing Chen Xiaolian, Xianyin asked directly.

"Um." Chen Xiaolian looked very seriously: "Of course we will do what promises you. Then ... the most important thing below is to help you solve the trouble of those attackers."

"How to solve it?"

"It's easy, find them, then kill them." Chen Xiaolian's eyes flashed with coldness and anger.

Xian Yin seems a little nervous: "You plan to ..."

"It's very simple. Their goal is you. We don't really need to do too much. As long as we are by your side, I believe they will find you soon."

Speaking, Chen Xiaolian looked at this huge vault: "I think this place is good. We can just stay in this museum. I think they will come to you."

"Are you sure they will find here? They don't know ..."

"I'm sure." Chen Xiaolian nodded: "Trust me, there are always ways, and there are many ways."

Just then, footsteps were heard outside the vault.

When several people were in the vault, the door didn't close tightly.

The passageway outside the door has a slate floor. A person walked out of the elevator and stepped on the floor with leather shoes, making a rattling noise.

The visitor is a man with a slender figure, tall and thin.

This man is wearing a long gray trench coat and has a collar. She has brown hair, which is slightly longer.

Looking at his appearance, the cuffs and elbows of his clothes are obviously worn out.

A pair of glasses and round lenses on his face.

A face is very clean. Among Caucasians, it is a rare and slightly graceful face that has a slightly eastward aesthetic standard.

This person is not very young. It may look like he is about forty years old.

Overall, he looks like a teacher in a school or a nerd doing some civilian work.

When this man came over, he saw the fairy sound standing in the vault door at first glance, and then there was a light smile on his originally rigid face.

"Her Count, it was you. I saw the door lock was broken and thought I had come in."

The tall man came to the door. A glance at Chen Xiaolian and others.

"Amble, you are back."

Xian Yin paused for a moment, then smiled easily: "I didn't bring the key, but I rushed in and had to smash the door lock."

"Okay, I'll find someone to fix the door lock." Amble nodded.

"Gentlemen. This is Amble. He is the administrator of this museum and works for me. He is also a good art appreciation lover." Xian Yin introduced Chen Xiaolian and others.

Chen Xiaolian glanced at this Amble.

His temperament and dress really don't look like ordinary administrators. They do look a bit like nerds or artists.

But overall, there is an indescribably quiet taste in the temperament of the entire person.

Chen Xiaolian saw a little oil paint on the sleeve of Ambro's sleeve. "Are you a painter?"

"No, to be precise, just a person who likes oil painting."

Ambler smiled peacefully. He has slender eyes, his eyes belong to the very warm category.

So let's say, there is a big part of his attributes, which just happens to be the taste of the middle-aged handsome male uncle who is very popular now.

Xian Yin looked at Amble slowly and said, "Okay, we're done here, so go up. Although it's not boring here, I hate staying in the basement for too long. .Ambler should have some good coffee, oh. Maybe there is tea from the East. "

Ambler smiled slightly: "There is tea, but it is Ceylon black tea, not Oriental green tea."

Chen Xiaolian exchanged glances with the spare tire and nodded.

"Oh yes," Xianyin said suddenly, "I almost forgot one more thing."

The girl looked at Chen Xiaolian: "In order to thank you for everything you have done for me before, and everything you are about to do for me. I want to thank you well."

"Huh?" Chen Xiaolian raised an eyebrow.

"It's very simple. You let me see that thing. Let me play with it for a while." Xianyin slowly said: "This is something my family has always dreamed of. So, as a thank you, I I want to repay you. Then ... my reward is, three sirs, each of you can be in the storeroom of this museum. Pick and take what you like ... Of course, only on the shelves, those No, it ’s not locked in a locker. Those things are family treasures. I do n’t have the power to give people too hastily.

Chen Xiaolian froze.

Everyone picks one?

This is a big deal.

Though maybe things locked in the cabinet are more valuable.

But only those things on the shelf are not cheap!

Besides that, that is the blue and white market in the Qianlong period. The value is definitely seven figures if it is an official kiln.

"Aren't you kidding me?" Chen Xiaolian looked at the girl.

"A nobleman will never be too embarrassed by those who help him." Xianyin shook his head: "Of course I'm not joking."

"Those things are not cheap." Chen Xiaolian smiled.

"Choose at will. You should be interested in these porcelains from the East." Xian Yin looked at the three with a smile.

Chen Xiaolian raised an eyebrow. He couldn't figure out what the girl meant.

Maybe it's just gratitude, maybe it's something else?

But Chen Xiaolian thought about it ...

Do not take white!

They are all cultural relics of their own country. The ghost knows how to get into the hands of these foreigners.

Is it embarrassing to take one piece?

If it wasn't because the other party was a fairy sound, Chen Xiaolian would even like to use all the porcelain here!

The tyres and spare tyres are naturally less polite. They both have a piece of porcelain on the shelf.

The tire is the blue and white plate of the Qianlong Year that Chen Xiaolian has seen before. The spare tire came in a pastel bottle.

Chen Xiaolian looked at the bottom section: Kangxi years.

Is n’t all these things taken from Yuanmingyuan?

Chen Xiaolian has no guilt at all.

He walked over to the shelf and looked around, originally planning to get an ear bottle. But suddenly his eyes turned and fell on another thing.

It's the old-fashioned umbrella.

I don't know why, this old-fashioned umbrella that seems to have nothing special fell into the sight of Chen Xiaolian, and suddenly became different.

And ... Chen Xiaolian even felt a strange smell.

Dangerous?

No. Seems inaccurate.

It's like holding an extremely sharp knife in your hand that you have never touched.

You can feel how dangerous it is ...

This feeling is really ... strange! !!

But ... this is just an old-fashioned umbrella.

Although the black umbrella cloth is not rotten, it is not much stronger than that, especially the skeleton of the umbrella is already rusted.

The ghost was terrible. Chen Xiaolian suddenly reached out and took the umbrella down.

"Have you said that it can be on the shelf. Can this umbrella be taken away?" Chen Xiaolian looked at Xianyin.

Xian Yin seemed to hold back, but she thought for a moment. Just nodded: "Of course ... but are you sure you want it? Instead of picking a piece of porcelain from your country?"

Chen Xiaolian held the umbrella directly in his hand and smiled lightly: "No, I think I have a good eye for it."

The tires and spare tires looked at Chen Xiaolian with strange eyes.

In addition, that Amble also looked at Chen Xiaolian with a slightly strange look.

If you have precious porcelain art, do n’t choose an old umbrella?

"So. Let's go up. I have hot water in my lounge. I can make some black tea."

Ambler smiled slightly, turned and walked towards the elevator.

...

In the lounge on the left side of the first floor of the museum.

Amble turned to get the tea cup.

Xian Yin introduced: "Amble was a man who worked for my father. He knows some art appreciation. Since my father died, he has been working in this museum. It can be said that he is the curator and Administrator. He taught me oil painting when I was young. "

"Is that in your studio?" Chen Xiaolian asked casually.

"Yes. Unfortunately ... Ambler later told me that I didn't have the talent for painting. And I accepted his statement, so I shifted my time and energy to doing other things." Xianyin nodded. Road: "However, Amble's paintings are very good. Although I can't draw. But after at least a few years of learning, I still know some appreciation. Unfortunately, his temperament is conservative. He refuses to promote himself and does not like The artist's circle went to socialize. I even suggested that I pay for an exhibition for him, but he refused.

He seems to be most interested in staying in this small museum and guarding the artworks in the museum. Have a dull day. "

Chen Xiaolian sighed and looked at Amble's back. This thin middle-aged man was making tea. Chen Xiaolian laughed: "It's not bad to be a hermit."

The tires on the side suddenly said: "Hermit? You mean Tao Yuanming?"

Chen Xiaolian smiled: "Do you know Tao Yuanming?"

"Come on, at least I went to middle school." The tire smiled.

Ambler turned around suddenly. I glanced at Chen Xiaolian, then smiled slightly: "Thank you for your praise. Actually compare me with Tao Yuanming. I don't think I have any comparability with that great poet."

Chen Xiaolian froze, he looked at Amble: "You ... can you understand what we say?"

The two sentences that Chen Xiaolian talked with the tire just now are in Chinese.

Ambler nodded: "Under the fence of Caiju, you can see Nanshan leisurely. I know some of Tao Yuanming's poems, I do understand some Chinese."

Under the fence of Caiju, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

This poem is spoken from Amble. He read the words perfectly! !!

It can be said that there is no such weird emphasis that ordinary foreigners speak Chinese.

Chen Xiaolian couldn't help but be surprised and surprised.

Xian Yin glanced at Ambler, and seemed a little curious: "I never knew you still knew Chinese."

Ambler smiled slightly. He put the tea cups in front of several people, and then poured the cups one by one.

"You shouldn't forget, I'm of Russian descent." Ambler smiled. "Because of some special historical periods, in my home country, many people understand Chinese. And in these guest countries, , And many people understand Russian. This is the result of a special historical period decades ago. "

"Your age, you probably haven't experienced that historical period." Chen Xiaolian looked at Amble.

Ambler didn't answer the question, but put the teapot on the table.

Chen Xiaolian noticed that Amble seems to understand some oriental culture.

At least, he didn't drink black tea like other Europeans with milk and sugar.

The teacup in front of you is a simple and oriental style black tea.

"Have you been to our country?" Chen Xiaolian looked at Amble.

Ambler thought for a moment, then nodded: "I have been there, but it was a long time ago."

"I don't even know that you have been there. I remember that you have always stayed in London and stayed in this museum. You never like to travel far." Xian Yin curiously said.

"I said, it was a long time ago, Your Excellency."

Chen Xiaolian can feel that this Amble is indeed a very special person.

How do you say?

He seems to be unusual in everything.

For example, when he saw that the outside door was smashed, he didn't report the alarm. Instead, he took the elevator directly to the basement to observe ... He didn't even carry a weapon, so he went down and looked at him in peace. I never thought that if he was really a robber, he himself was a weak man and went down to the basement.

For another example, the spare tire broke an arm, gauze was still tied to his body, and he did not remove such a severely wounded person, but he just ran around and walked outside. In the case of ordinary people, this situation should lie This is the hospital bed.

If you change to anyone, you can't help but look at it more.

And Amble ... Chen Xiaolian noticed that, except in the basement vault, he looked at the spare tire twice. After that, he never observed the spare tire any more, as if the spare tire was a very ordinary person.

...

[Notice one thing. Today I am attending an event in Shanghai.

Tomorrow there is an official event. After I participate in the event tomorrow morning, the train will return home at 6pm.

So tomorrow's update, I can only say that I will definitely be more.

But tomorrow's update is destined to be late. After all, I can't get home until about ** in the evening.

In this regard, let everyone know in advance.

Excuse me. 】

Dance. (To be continued ...)