Four unmarked Alfa Romeos were speeding down the street like fighter jets taking off from a runway. -< >./-< >./-< >-The vehicle contained twelve Garden Guards in civilian clothes, armed with Churchill Padini semi-automatic guns, localized nerve gas canisters, and long-range Stun gun. The three snipers were carrying laser guns.
Paul sat in the passenger seat of the lead car, turned back and looked at Zhiqiu and Momo, with anger in his eyes. "You promised me a reasonable explanation and is this the explanation I got?"
Zhiqiu felt uncomfortable staying in this small car. "I understand your-"
"No, you don't understand at all!" Paul did not raise his voice at all, but his momentum doubled. "I have transferred twelve of my best men to guard tonight's conclave from the Land of the Prophets, and all they did was spy on the Pantheon based on a code that some detective I have never met claims to have cracked. A four-hundred-year-old poem. Moreover, I gave the task of searching for negative matter weapons to the second-class officer."
Zhiqiu resisted the urge to take out the fifth page of information from her pocket and wave it in front of Paul. "All I know is that the information we found mentions Raphael's tomb, and Raphael's tomb is in the Pantheon."
The officer driving the car nodded and said, "He's right, Commander. My wife and I -"
"Drive your car." Paul snapped. He turned to Zhiqiu and said: "How can a killer commit murder in such a busy place and then escape without being discovered?"
"I don't know." Zhiqiu said. "But obviously the Traitors are extremely clever. They broke into both the Research Institute and the Land of the Prophets, and we only found out the area where the first murder occurred by luck. The Pantheon gave us a catch A chance to live with this guy.¡±
"It's so contradictory," Paul said. "A chance? I thought you said there was a path. And a series of signs. If the Pantheon is right, then we can find other signs along this path, so we will have four chances to seize this Guy."
"I had hoped that was the case." Zhiqiu said. "This way we will find what we should have found a hundred years ago."
The Pantheon is the first altar of science. When Zhiqiu realized this, it was really sad and happy. History likes to play cruel tricks on those who pursue it. After so many years. The road of light is still intact, and all the statues are still in their original positions. The possibility of this is slim. However, Zhiqiu holds some illusions and thinks that he can follow this road all the way to the end, and then rush into the sacred pit. Pie hideout. Alas, he realized that this was impossible. ¡°In the late 19th century, the Holy See removed and destroyed all the statues in the Pantheon.¡±
Momo looked quite shocked. "Why?"
¡°These statues are of pagan Olympus gods. Unfortunately. This means that the first logo is missing so that¡ª¡±
"Is there hope?" Momo asked. "Any hope of finding the Path of Light and other signs?"
Zhiqiu shook his head. "We had one chance, and that was the Pantheon, and after that there was no way."
Paul stared at them for a while before turning his head to face forward. "Pull over," he yelled to the driver.
The driver hurriedly turned the car to the side of the road and stepped on the brakes. The other three Alfa Romeos also braked hard behind them, and the convoy that had been restored to the guard camp stopped with a screeching sound of brakes.
"What are you doing!" Momo shouted.
"This is my duty," Paul said. He turned around from his seat and spoke forcefully. "Detective Zhiqiu, when you told me that you would explain the situation to me on the way, I thought I would know exactly why my people were here on the way to the Pantheon, but that was not the case. Because. Come here. I have abandoned an important duty, and I have found that your theory about pure sacrifices and ancient poetry is meaningless. Of course I cannot continue. I will cancel this task." He took out the walkie-talkie and said, Turn it on.
Momo reached out across the seat and grabbed his arm. "you can not do that!"
Paul threw the walkie-talkie away. He glared at Momo. "Have you been to the Pantheon, Momo?"
"No. But I¡ª¡ª"
"Let me tell you a little about the Pantheon. The Pantheon is just a single room, a circular building made of stone and cement. There is an entrance, no windows, just a narrow entrance. The entrance is always opened by As many as four armed City of Cities policemen stood guard on both sides, guarding the temple against those who would vandalize art,Anti-religious terrorists invade it, and wandering tourists do not allow it to play tricks. -< >-¡±
"What are you going to say?" she asked coldly.
"What do I want to say?" Paul grabbed his seat. "All I have to say is that what you just told me is going to happen is completely impossible! Can you give a reasonable scenario for killing a cardinal inside the Pantheon? First of all, how can a person carry A hostage walked into the Pantheon from the guards? How could you kill him and then escape?" Paul leaned down from his seat, and his coffee-scented breath hit Zhiqiu's face. "How could he do it, Detective Zhiqiu? You can give me a reasonable idea."
Zhiqiu felt that the car was shrinking, squeezing him inside. I have no idea! I'm not a killer! I don't know how he would do it! I only know¡ª¡ª
"Give you an idea?" Momo said playfully, with a calm tone. "Do you think this is a good idea? This killer flies over in a helicopter and drops a screaming, branded cardinal through a hole in the roof. The cardinal then falls to his death on the marble floor. "
Everyone in the car turned and stared at Momo. Zhiqiu didn't know how to imagine that scene. What you think is so scary, Momo, but you react quickly enough.
Paul frowned. "It's possible, I admitbut hardly -"
"Maybe the killer drugged the cardinal," Momo said. "He wheeled him to the Pantheon in a wheelchair, like some old tourist. He wheeled him into the Pantheon and then quietly cut his throat before walking out."
This statement seemed to sober up Paul a little.
good! Zhiqiu thought.
"Or," she said. "The killer might¡ª"
¡°That¡¯s it,¡± Paul said. ¡°That¡¯s enough.¡± He took a deep breath. At this time, someone banged on the car window violently, and everyone jumped out. It was a soldier getting out of another vehicle. Paul rolled down the window.
"Are you okay, Commander?" The guard was wearing casual clothes. He pulled up the sleeve of his denim shirt to reveal a black military stopwatch. "It's seven forty, Commander. It will take some time before we reach our destination."
Paul nodded vaguely, but said nothing for a long time. He ran a finger up and down the dashboard. Draw a line on the gray layer. He looked at Zhiqiu through the reflector, and Zhiqiu felt that he was being carefully looked at. Finally, Paul turned around and said reluctantly to the guard: "I want to divide the troops into several groups and drive to the square and the avenue respectively. The distance between the front and rear cars should be more than two blocks. Once you park the car, be ready. .Wait for my order. I¡¯ll give you three minutes.¡±
"Very well, sir." The guard returned to his car.
Zhiqiu nodded deeply to Momo, and she smiled in return. At this moment, Zhiqiu felt that there was an unexpected tacit understanding between thema kind of attraction.
The commander sat in his seat and turned to stare at Zhiqiu. "Detective Zhiqiu. It's best that none of us get angry again this time."
Zhiqiu smiled uncomfortably. how could be?
Chen Luoyu, director of the institute, opened his eyes and watched the cold solution of sodium cromoglycate and leukotriene being injected into his body, gradually inflating his bronchial tubes and capillaries in his lungs. He could breathe normally again. He found himself lying in an intensive care unit of the institute's hospital, with a wheelchair beside the bed.
He looked carefully at the paper smock they had put on him, and then saw that his clothes were folded on the chair next to the bed. He heard the nurse doing her rounds outside. After lying there for a long time listening to the noise. As quietly as he could, he moved to the bed and retrieved his clothes, dragging his numb legs with difficulty. Putting on clothes, he got out and sat in the wheelchair.
He suppressed a cough. The wheel chair moved towards the door. He turned the car by hand, being careful not to touch the motor. When he reached the door, he looked out and saw that the corridor was empty.
Chen Luoyu quietly slipped out of the hospital.
"At seven forty-six minutes and thirty secondslet's go." Even when talking to the walkie-talkie, Paul's voice sounded like he was whispering.
Zhiqiu was sitting in the back seat of the Alfa Romeo wearing Helix tweed clothes. He felt that he was sweating at the moment. The car was lingering three blocks away from the Pantheon. Momo sat next to him and watched with concentration. Paul, who is issuing final instructions.
"Our troops are deployed at eight points," the commander said, "surrounding the Pantheon. There is a sloping path leading to the entrance of the Pantheon. The target may see you, so you are passive. You can only Use non-lethal weapons and keep people alive. We also need some people watching the rooftops. Target first, hostages second "
¡°Oh my god,¡± Zhiqiu thought, Paul just kept telling his people that they could sacrifice the cardinal, which really frightened Zhiqiu. Hostages second.
"I say it again, we must live. We want our goal to be alive, and we need to go now." Paul slammed the intercom.
Momo looked stunned, almost angry. "Commander, will anyone go inside?"
Paul turned his head and said: "Inside?"
"Inside the Pantheon! Our presumed location of the incident."
"What?" Paul said, glaring at her. "If someone from my army sneaks in, my people will be recognized at a glance. Your companions have warned me that this will be our only chance to seize the target. .I'm not going to let my guys drive in and scare people away."
¡°But what if the killer is already inside?¡±
Paul looked at his watch. "The target has been stated. Eight o'clock, we have fifteen minutes."
"He said he was going to kill the Cardinal at eight o'clock, but he might have gotten the victim inside already. What if your men saw the target coming out but didn't know who he was? Be sure. There¡¯s no talent in there.¡±
"This is too dangerous."
¡°It¡¯s not dangerous if the person who goes in is not recognized.¡±
¡°It takes time to put on makeup, and¡ª¡±
"I mean I'm going." Momo said.
Zhiqiu turned his head and stared at her.
Paul shook his head. "Absolutely not."
"But he killed my father."
"That's why. He might know you."
"You heard him say on the phone that he didn't even know that Yang Fuchuan had a daughter. He must not know what I look like. I can walk in like a tourist. If I see anything suspicious, I will walk in Sign to your people in the square and tell them to come in.¡±
"I'm sorry I can't let you do this."
"Commander?" Paul's receiver crackled. "We have reached a point on the north side. The fountain blocks the view and we cannot see the entrance unless we move to a conspicuous place in the square. What do you think we should do? Do you want us to be hidden or to be defensively weak?"
It was clear that Momo had had enough. "That's it, I'll go." She opened the car door next to her and went out.
Paul threw down his walkie-talkie, jumped out of the car, and walked around in front of Momo.
Zhiqiu also came out of the car. What on earth is she doing!
Paul blocked Momo¡¯s way. "Momo, your idea is good, but I can't let a common person interfere with our actions."
"Interference? You are all working blindly, why don't I come and help."
"I would be happy to set up an investigation point inside. But"
"But what?" Momo asked, "But am I a woman?"
Paul said nothing.
"You'd better not say this. Commander, because you know very well that this is a good idea, and if you let a traditional man talk nonsense-"
¡°Let us do our part.¡±
"Let me help."
"It's too dangerous. We won't be able to contact you. I can't let you go in with a walkie-talkie, that would expose you."
Momo put her hand into her shirt pocket and took out her cell phone. "Many tourists bring mobile phones."
Paul frowned.
Momo turned on her phone and pretended to make a call. "Hey, I'm standing in the Pantheon. You should really come and see this place!" She closed the phone with a snap and stared at Paul. "Who would know? This is not dangerous at all. Let me help you check it out!" She pointed to the mobile phone on Paul's belt and said, "What's your number?"
Paul made no answer.
The driver had been watching and seemed to have his own opinion on the matter. He got out of the car. Call the commander aside. They talked in hushed tones for ten seconds, and finally Paul came back with a nod. "Write down this number." He said the number.
Momo wrote down the number on his mobile phone.
"Dial this number now."
Momo pressed the auto-dial button, and the phone Paul wanted to bring rang. He picked up the phone and spoke into the receiver: "Momo, go into the building. Look around, come out. Then call me and tell me what you saw."
Momo slammed the phone shut. "Thanks."
Zhiqiu suddenly felt an unexpected urge to protect. "Wait a minute," he said to Paul. "You just let her?Been there. "
Momo looked unhappy at Zhiqiu. "Zhiqiu, I'll be fine."
The driver of the garden guard spoke to Paul again.
"This is too dangerous." Zhiqiu said to Momo.
"He's right," Paul said. "Not even my best men act alone. My deputy just pointed out that you two should go together. This disguise is more convincing."
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Zhiqiu hesitated. Actually, what I mean is -
"You two go in together," Paul said. "That way it will look like vacationing lovers, and you can look out for each other. That makes me feel more at ease."
Momo shrugged. "Okay, but we have to hurry up."
Zhiqiu sighed. Nice move, boy.
Paul pointed in the direction of the street and said: "The first street you pass is an avenue. Go left and you will go all the way to the Pantheon. It's only a two-minute walk. It's great. I will direct my people here. , I'm still waiting for your call. I think you should be a little on guard," he pulled out his pistol, "do either of you two know how to use a gun?"
Zhiqiu¡¯s heart was pounding. We don't need guns!
Momo stretched out her hand. "I can stand on the bow of a bumpy boat and tag a porpoise jumping out of the water forty meters away."
"Okay." Paul handed the gun to her. "You have to hide your guns."
Momo glanced down at her shorts, then looked at Zhiqiu.
Oh, don¡¯t! Zhiqiu thought, but Momo was too quick. She opened Zhiqiu's coat and inserted the weapon into a pocket on his chest. He felt as if a stone had fallen into his clothes, but luckily the diagram was in another pocket.
"We won't hurt anyone." Momo said. "Let's go." She took Zhiqiu's arm and walked towards the street.
The driver shouted: "It's good to hold hands. Remember, you are tourists and lovers. Maybe you can hold hands!"
When they turned the corner, Zhiqiu dared to say that he saw a smile on Momo's face.
The "assembly room" of the Garden Guard is located next to the Security Service Barracks and is mainly used to plan security issues for the pope's appearances and public affairs at the place of the prophet. Today, however, it serves another purpose.
The person who lectured this special force was the second in command of the Garden Guards. This man is broad-chested and broad-bodied, but his facial contours appear broad and gentle. He wore a traditional blue uniform and a red beret of his own. His voice was surprisingly clear for his size, and there was an instrumental purity to his voice when he spoke. Although the tone was very clear, his eyes were cloudy, like those of some nocturnal mammals. His men called him "Bear" - the grizzly bear. They sometimes joked that he was "the bear walking in the viper's shadow." Commander Paul is the Viper. He's as deadly as a viper, but at least you can tell when he comes. (Your support on this site is my greatest motivation.)-
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