His figure suddenly stopped. Looked around.
no one.
With the current situation in Philadelphia, no one has the leisure to visit here.
He walked in silently and observed it carefully.
In the picture, Richardman puts his hands on the desk. His face was exactly the same as Xu Fu remembered, but he was much older.
He looked quite refined, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his white hair was elegantly pulled back into a ponytail. Already bald. Wearing a neat suit. In the picture, he is sitting in front of a solid wood table, the table is full of books, and the back is a dense bookcase.
The whole picture is not abnormal, however... When he looked at Richardman's right hand, his soul almost trembled.
His right hand was placed in a wooden box, above a dark red notebook. The five fingers are spread out, and they are placed casually. I'm afraid he didn't think at the time that this painting would appear in public.
So, his hand is not enough to cover the notes. Some edges and corners were leaked, and on these edges and corners... Chinese characters were written!
A fire-like excitement permeated from Edward's soul. The heart began to speed up, the palms of the hands were sweating, and the Adam's apple moved gently - this painting is very fine, including the Chinese characters on it.
A cloud word, a guest word.
If he guessed correctly, this is Xu Fu's note! Because Xu Fu's Dao name is called Cloud Guest! It's just that the middle character was blocked by half.
It was too sudden to meet suddenly without warning. So much so that Edward's mind was blank for a moment, and his fingers trembled slightly. After a few seconds, he took a deep breath. Force yourself to calm down. Immediately afterwards, countless questions came to mind.
Notes... Richardman, the damned one, took out a note!
He shouldn't have opened it yet, after all... If it were opened, the Yin Division energy in the world would have come out long ago. No one can know what kind of shocking secrets are hidden in this small notebook.
Then why did he take it out
"According to the rules of storage, no one can touch it." He stared at the painting and muttered: "But, this is an item left by a yin Luo-level messenger after all. Over time, it has long been removed from Xu Fu's body. It has absorbed countless Yin Qi. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a ghost weapon. What is more important is the person who hosts it... So, is he showing off?"
"Showing off the heritage of the First American Bank? Even a Yama would choose our bank?"
Shaking his head, he stopped working on it. Instead, he stared at the notebook and stared at it.
He wondered if there was any possibility of opening the notebook.
After watching it for a full minute, he breathed a sigh of relief.
impossible.
Perhaps the note has been channeled, after all, it is the most important item of a Yama high-ranking person. So... it is surprisingly clear on the oil painting. If you look closely, there are countless intricate dark lines on the cover, and they are clearly recognizable.
This is no ordinary dark pattern.
Even if Edward only watched for a minute, his mind felt dizzy.
This... turned out to be an extremely complicated formation!
Although he couldn't recognize it, he read out the negative symbols of "seal", "allowed", "destroyed" and "prohibited" in the understandable part.
"This is not drawn by a painter, and it is impossible for any painter to draw so clearly. This is a projection... Because of the yin and yang connection in the dark, this notebook unconsciously casts its own projection on this painting. And This... is probably the only painting with diary clues recorded."
He looked behind Richardman, and there was an open door. On the door, the English paragraph "Director of the First American Bank" was written impressively.
He licked his lips lightly, suppressing his shortness of breath, and thought quickly: "The good news is that this notebook was probably still in the storage room hidden by the First American Bank at the time. The bad news is... "
He sighed lightly and murmured, "This notebook has actually been channeled, and the Freemasons will definitely find it extraordinary. Then... what will they do with it?"
Yes, Matthew's father was involved in hiding the storeroom of the First American Bank. The storage room is in the underground palace and has not been removed. There must be a huge secret hidden there that cannot be moved.
but.
Is this notebook still there
This is not a big item, you can take it with you in your arms. Especially... in the circumstances that this notebook has shown itself to be extraordinary.
After a long time, he looked back.
Whether it is or not, you will find out.
If there is no clue to the underground church here. So... even if Matthew is a hornet's nest, he has to poke it himself.
Just when his eyes were withdrawn, the corners of his eyes suddenly jumped, and he looked at the screen in amazement.
Just now, he was attracted by Richardman's right hand, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that his left hand was still holding something!
That is the upper part of the wooden box.
A very ordinary wooden box, there is no hollow carving process. However, a line of characters was carved with a knife on the yellow solid wood box.
Matthew Conn.
Matthew Conn
At this moment, Edward's mind seemed to flash through thunder. He even raised his hand involuntarily and rubbed the eyebrows that were wrinkled into Chuanzi.
Matthew Conn... Matthew Conn? !
Richard Mann can't possibly be alive! Xu Fu said that he just gave the other party the qualification to live for two hundred years and finish this term. But... even if he dies, Matthew's father... No, Matthew's grandfather hasn't been born yet!
How can these two people who have been separated for more than a hundred years get involved
Somewhere, he seemed to have touched a giant beast. I touched the opponent's mouth, wings, and claws, but I couldn't touch the torso, so I couldn't recognize what kind of monster it was.
There is a lack of a main thread... This makes all the information now fragmented and cannot be spliced... He gritted his teeth secretly, which was not the most annoying. What worries him the most is...
Richard Man used this box to put Xu Fu's notes, and then... planned to leave it to Matthew
This notebook... now in Matthew's hands
Next to the queen bee in the hornet's nest
"It's a goddamn answer." He scolded secretly, no longer wanting to stop, and walked directly towards the door.
Just as he was leaving, he suddenly realized that the corridor in front of him was extremely long!
Can't see the main hall behind, as if leading to endless hell!
"Do you know." A voice sounded beside him: "It's impossible for ordinary people to stare at this painting for so long."
"It's called the portrait of Richard Mann, and Richard Mann was finally promoted to treasurer. But his portrait is known as a magical portrait, under the baron, the soul will boil at a glance. And you, actually looked at twenty minutes. Thirteen seconds."
The painting hangs in the corner, next to another hall. At this moment, a figure in a suit walked out from behind leisurely.
This is a white man.
Thin, with a moustache, brown hair that was immaculately combed, and wearing a high-end hand-made suit. The whole person exuded a kind of luxury.
However... In Edward's eyes, the other party is a mess of distorted Yin Qi! There is no end in sight!
The Duke... This is the Duke who stayed in the Masonic Church! When did he come here? Or have you noticed yourself already
Behind him, followed by two priests.
The other party was not wearing a black priest's robe, but a snow-white priest's robe with gold trim. Even the cross hanging on the chest is inlaid with white gold and diamonds.
Bishops... two bishops!
To be able to accompany two bishops of the diocese, the identity of this person is absolutely no trivial matter. Especially... This is one of the old Masonic dens. There was an extremely ominous premonition in Edward's heart, and he said solemnly: "Who is your Excellency?"
"Brando Dupont." He bowed slightly gracefully, stretched out his hand and pressed it gently: "Ah...don't be afraid. I'm just curious. Edward Rawls."
What a fast speed... Did you figure out your identity within 20 minutes of paying attention to this painting
Then... he should also know why he came here? After all... the LAPD probably has an insider.
Are you here to "raise" yourself
Or... an outright threat
Edward was unmoved and looked directly into each other's eyes: "I don't seem to have seen you before."
"But I sensed your vigilance." Brando said with a smile: "According to the record, your past is mediocre. You don't have the talent for cultivation. Then... you can tell me... "
Between lightning and flint, he instantly got close to Edward, just behind him. His hands were already on his shoulders, and he said softly with his head beside his ears, "How did you do it?"
"Ok?"
The two bishops had involuntarily separated the sides, enclosing Edward in the center in a triangle. The judge-level infuriating on his body was boiling. Edward has no doubt that as long as one is wrong, the other party will definitely take action!
Muscles instantly tense and then immediately relax. This was obviously felt by Brando, he let out a chuckle, and flicked his fingers on Edward's shoulder like a piano, looking extremely ambiguous.
His voice was full of bewitching: "You are reading the 'Forbidden Book'."
His voice was affirmative: "This book, I may know more than you. It comes from a far, mysterious and powerful realm. No one can open it. The runes used are also very advanced. If you tell I, you know. As the leader of the DuPont consortium, I promise you a request."
Even though Edward had long guessed that Brando's identity was extremely high, he couldn't help but sighed in relief when he heard the words "leader of the DuPont consortium".
This is... a lord!
One of the twelve masters of the Freemasonry, the leader of the DuPont Foundation! An inhuman Lord!
Damn Lee Jung Sook! Didn't you say that all the Lords have left the United States? ! What XJB intelligence!
The Lord of Freemasonry is still staying in the Freemasonry Church... He didn't want to guess what species the other party was, he thought quickly in his mind, and then said, "I don't know what you're talking about."
There was no sound behind.
After a long time, Brando said quietly, "I heard that you are investigating the matter of the Matthew Conn family?"
Before waiting for an answer, his voice became cold: "Listen to a word of advice, some things should be done in moderation."
"I don't know who is behind you. Please express my goodwill to him on my behalf. Freemasonry has no intention of competing with any powerful force at a time like this. But... If anyone steps into our forbidden area. Then... He will face war."
Edward said calmly, "Is this a threat?"
"No, it's a reminder." Brando patted his shoulder lightly: "I wish you left Philadelphia alive."