Qin Ge's home in Washington, DC.

"The Egyptian police found that Young Master Sun had a camera on his body. Half of the film in the camera was taken, and there was also a roll of film taken..." More than a dozen photos were arranged on the desk by Qin Ge, "but they could only wash out so much."

"Where is this...?" Old Liu picked up a photo and saw a circular stone pillar in the middle of the photo. Some things were carved on it, but the carvings were blurry and I couldn't see what was carved at all, while the carvings were not very clear.

"It's still unclear. I've shown it to several archaeological experts who specialize in Egyptian history. They can't be sure where this is," said Liu Dan, who was standing by. "The shape of this pillar is very unique. There are no such pillars in the known pyramids and temples."

"The contrast of all photos is very strong, which means there is no light source except the flash in the place where the photo is taken," Alxun, who was standing by, also began to analyze. "And the last few photos were taken very blurry, but the previous photos were taken very clearly, which means that Young Master Sun seemed to be very panicked when taking the last photo and there was no time to stabilize the camera." Alxun picked up the last few photos and saw that the photos were blurry, as if there was a personal outline, but it was impossible to see clearly.

"Are there still a few scientists who are tied up with Young Master Sun? They didn't tell their family?" Old Liu frowned, "There are also the missing British Museum consultant. Does his family have no clues?"

"No." Qin Ge said expressionlessly, "The families of these people are also looking for their whereabouts, just like us."

"Ha! He is so confidential about it... Where can I start..." Old Liu frowned with the photo in his hand, "Mr. Qin, there is an old Chinese saying that Xie Ling still needs to be a man of Ling. Young Master Sun lost his soul by no means accidental. Even if I want to help him get it back, I have to figure out where he lost it first..."

Frowning, Old Liu picked up the photos and looked at them one by one, "Now I don't even know where he is. How can you help you if you ask me?"

"Mr. Liu, there are only these clues at the moment..." Qin Ge was silent for a moment, "Mr. Liu, forgive me for breaking my promise. I think it is necessary for us to go to Egypt... If it were your master, I believe he would do this too..."

"I'll tell you that the surname Qin, please don't use my master to suppress me... My master will never come to the United States with you. You have to carry that tuberculosis to find him..." Old Liu's head widened his eyes, and he had known that Qin Ge had such a trick. "If you need to know the place, I can consider going with you, but now you don't know what you want me to solve the case with you!?"

Just as I was pulling halfway, the phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, hello,... OK, I'll arrive immediately!" Qin Ge picked up the phone receiver, and without saying a few words, an excited expression immediately appeared on his face, "Mr. Liu, there is a new clue!"

"I said, Mr. Qin, have you arranged it? Just wait for my words?" Old Liu's face turned red with anger. Why did he think about going to Egypt after he had a clue and the phone rang over?

"Mr. Liu, I promise this is a coincidence!" Qin Ge smiled, "I think you should believe in fate, or rather, God's will..."

Washington, DC Police Department.

"What are you doing here? Could you catch the murderer?" Looking at the American police coming and going, Old Liu, who had been squatting in prison, looked a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. Qin!" An old man in a white coat and a big beard like Marx shook hands with Qin Ge, "The things you bring have made me difficult to fall asleep every time!"

"Thank you very much!" Qin Ge held the old man's hand, "Let me introduce it. This is Mr. Liu Fengyan, my Chinese friend... This is Conn Smith, my American friend! Expert in trace physical evidence in the Washington Police Department!"

"I'm very happy to see you!" Smith looked at Old Liu's head up and down and stretched out his hand. "I'm the same!" Old Liu shook his hand with the foreign uncle and found that his hand was almost half smaller than the other party.

"Please come in! I've got the result!" Kang En waved his hand and let the four of them into the room.

"This is the piece of paper I restored!" Kangen used a projector to hit a map full of strange pictograms on the wall. "Symbols in some places are no longer restored, so I can only draw them as much as possible." It turned out that in addition to Sun Ting's body, Egyptian police found a piece of paper on the body salvaged from the Nile River. The content on it was soaked in the river for too long, and the Egyptian police could no longer identify it with the ability of the Egyptian police. Qin Ge then brought it back to the United States for identification.

"Oh!" Liu Dan opened his eyes wide, "Oh my God! They...they...can they..."

"Is it something?" Qin Ge rarely saw Liu Dan, who was knowledgeable, appearing like this. "Where is the mark above?"

"They went to the pyramid of Dedevra!" Liu Dan said tremblingly, "No wonder they want to keep it secret!"

"The pyramid of Dedevra?" Qin Ge frowned, "Is this pharaoh special?"

"Daifura was the second pharaoh of the Fourth Dynasty of Egypt. After Khufu, he did not reign for a long time. Legend has it that his pyramids were about five miles north of the Kicha cemetery. However, these are legends. There are no pyramids in this area at all. Archaeologists even suspect that Deedevra did not have his own pyramids at all," said Liu Dan. "In the Fourth Dynasty of Egypt, the sun god was worshipped, so many pharaohs had the syllables of "La" in their names, which meant the "sun god", including Deedevra, but Deedevra was the son of Anubis!"

"What does Anubis do?" asked Lao Liu, "Is this so-called son the biological son?"

"It's not a biological son... Anubis is the god in Egyptian mythology who helps the dead to the underground world, that is, the ruler of hell," Liu Dan said. "The Pharaoh of Egypt was used to shaping himself into the sons of gods to increase the sacredness of his rule. Just as the emperor of China likes to shape himself as a 'dragon', in the Fourth Dynasty of Egypt, the creation god, that is, the sun god, "La", was worshipped. Therefore, from the Fourth Dynasty, most of the Pharaoh's names claimed that he was the son of "La", including this Deedvra! But many monks in later generations believed that he was not the son of "La", but the son of Anubis!"

"You mean, Young Master Sun discovered his pyramid?" Old Liu frowned, "In other words, Young Master Sun's curse comes from Dedevra?"

"According to legend, Dedevra has a strange curse. Anyone who leaks the location of his tomb will be summoned by Anubis!" Liu Dan said, "I guess, since some of them have been cursed by Tutankhamun, they will definitely care about these ancient Egyptian legends or curses, so they will hide their whereabouts. But I cannot be sure whether the curse Sun Ting was the curse of Dedevra!"

"Does the specific location of the pyramid be marked on this picture?" Qin Ge asked.

"No!" Liu Dan frowned, "This picture is a map inside the pyramid! And it's a bit strange, why are the coordinates inverted?"

"Can you speak English?" Kang En, who was standing beside him, felt neglected. "It's my credit to restore this thing, and I'm qualified to know the secret here!"

"Smith, my friend said that this map is a map inside the pyramid of Dedevra, a legendary pharaoh in Egypt, but she said the coordinates were inverse..." Qin Ge became the translator.

"Yes, I have entered many pyramids, and their internal layout is generally similar. This map looks like an internal road map of a pyramid, but the lines depicted on the map seem to be opposite to the internal structure of most pyramids today!" Liu Dan said.

"Kang En, are you sure that you didn't get the backlash when you restored that piece of paper?" Qin Ge asked.

"I'm sure I'm right!" Kangen was not interested in the pyramids, and what he was most concerned about was the correctness of his research results. "If these symbols are correct, then this picture is correct!" After that, Kangenba's slide turned the reverse, and the entire map route changed direction, but the direction of the symbol also changed.

"That's right!" Liu Dan stared at the slides on the wall with his eyes fixed on it, "It was right just now, but now the words are reversed!"

"The King of Hell asked you to die in the third update, how could you keep you until the fifth update..." At Qin Ge's house, Old Liu repeatedly looked at the photos on the table, "The King of Hell's son's grave dared to steal... He deserves to die!" To be honest, Old Liu's most annoying thing in his life was tomb robbing. Although Egypt was not China and he was labeled as the so-called archaeological hat, the graves of others were buried well, and you had to go in and have some valuable things to take away. It was called "scientific research". What is the difference between this and tomb robbing?

"Mr. Liu, this is not a tomb robber!" Liu Dan stood upright and said righteously, "This is archaeology, scientific research!"

"Hey, don't tell me about this, go and talk to that Devra..." Old Liu was lazy, crossed his legs and lit the cigarette, "Comrade Liu, I tell you that it is a legal issue to rob the tomb or rob the tomb, but now Young Master Liu is cursed. That curse is not just to stop you from scientific research, right?"

"You!" Liu Dan had no words anymore.

"Mr. Liu, now is not the time to discuss this issue..." Qin Ge pushed the door into the room, "Alxun has already arranged it. The flight will be direct to Cairo tomorrow afternoon. Mr. Liu, I hope you can help..." After that, Qin Ge took out an exquisite sandalwood box from his bag and placed it in front of Lao Liu's head.

"Well..." Open the box, the wrinkles on Lao Liu's face immediately stretched into a smooth plane. I saw the Ru kiln celadon plate in the photo, lying in the silk cloth around the wooden box at this moment. Such rare treasures were placed in the past. Not to mention collecting them, even if you look at them, they can be classified as extravagant hope. "Okay! For the sake of Mr. Sun, I will accompany you! I am looking at Mr. Sun! You have nothing to do with Mr. Qin..." Lao Liu carefully took out the porcelain plate and looked at it left and right, and he really wanted to eat it in one bite...
Chapter completed!