Dozo America

"I found it!" In a hotel room by the sea in Alexandria, Tommy shouted excitedly to Zhen Fan, who was standing by the bed looking at the sea view, and Giccarlo, who was sitting at the table drinking black tea, "

Regarding Princess Amanra, it is said that she had a very secret "qingren" relationship with Lamesia II and was once his priest."

"That's it?" Zhen Fan looked back at him, and then looked out the window. Looking at the sea and the road by the beach from a height here, he would feel that there is not much difference between Egypt's largest port city and Miami.

.Of course, few people here drink alcohol. This is related to their teachings, but there are no requirements for foreigners.

"It's really terrible to drink. I've convinced myself to drink as much as I can, but I still can't stand it!" Gilaro suddenly poured out the black tea in the cup in his hand, threw the cup casually on the table, and drank more water.

Gargle, "It tastes worse than English black tea. Is there anything else here that suits my taste?"

After tasting Zhen Fan's craftsmanship twice, Giccarlo's taste began to become a little picky. He was not a picky person at first. Poor guy, it will be really not easy to fill his stomach in the future.

"And... there is a legend circulated by the locals!" Tommy wanted to show that he had indeed found out a lot of information, so he coughed dryly, trying to make the two absent-minded people listen to him, "This legend has something to do with Yamanra

The connection between the princess and Ramses II is that when Ramses II died, Princess Amanra cast a spell on him. It is said that when they meet a suitable life from outside the sky, she and he will

resurrection."

"It's a bit like the plot of "The Mummy"!" Zhen Fan nodded and smiled at Tommy, "You are doing very well, keep up the hard work!" It looked like he didn't believe it at all.

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"Extraterrestrial life? Aliens?" Giccarlo smiled at Tommy, "Is it an adaptation of "ET" and "The Mummy" or something?"

Zhen Fan laughed and said to Gilaro: "I really didn't know you could watch movies!"

"Then what kind of person do you think I am? Old-fashioned, unsmiling, only doing my own thing, isolated from the world, eccentric?" Giccarlo said angrily. "Just like a guy like Frankenstein?"

"I always thought you were like that, except you weren't sewn up with corpses!" Zhen Fan walked over, poured a cup of black tea, raised the cup and shrugged at Giccarlo, "It's like you were never picky before.

The food is the same.”

"It seems you are wrong! And it's outrageous!" Giccarlo replied angrily, and then said to Tommy, "What does this investigation you are investigating have to do with us?"

"Didn't Sanchez bring back Princess Amanra's colorful coffin? Why did he do that? It was because he wanted to resurrect Princess Amanra first. Then let Princess Amanra cast her spell to resurrect Ramses II.

, this is their conspiracy. That's it!" Tommy got a little excited and was very encouraged by his analysis.

"Okay, genius, tell me. What is the purpose of resurrecting Ramses II? Are you planning to overthrow the current Egyptian government or make the United States become his vassal state overnight? Can he rule the world?" Giccarro was annoyed.

He said to Tommy, "Young man, do something meaningful, such as asking if Sanchez knows anyone here, or where will the damn ship dock? When will it arrive."

"Okay, I'll try my best!" Tommy nodded helplessly. Now he can only obey the arrangements of Zhen Fan and Giccarlo. He is a person without any opinion and is too young.

Watching Tommy leave, Giccarlo suddenly looked at Zhen Fan and said with a smile: "What do you mean by resurrecting a ninety-year-old bad old man?"

Zhen Fan looked at Giccarlo and shook his head with a smile: "You only heard half of it. If this bad old man had the ambition of Ramses II and the superhuman energy brought by the meteorite, what do you think he would do?"

"You mean, the meteorite might have been brought to Egypt by Sanchez?" Giccarlo opened his mouth wide in surprise. Then he looked at Zhen Fan with an incredible expression.

"It's very possible that when you mentioned the direction of the source of energy, that direction pointed to the British Museum. I just don't know why the energy display is very weak. They must have some way to hide the energy.

Not being discovered. And that colorful coffin is the key point." Zhen Fan nodded, "This is one of the reasons why I must come to Egypt, not just to rescue that poor girl!"

"God, I should have thought of it earlier. If that's the case, wouldn't we kill two birds with one stone this time?" Suddenly Giccarlo became happy, "We can not only send that damn Sanchez to hell, but also find the missing meteorite."

"Don't be too optimistic. If nothing else, Sanchez's ability will not be worse than yours!" Zhen Fan smiled, "At least he is just like you, able to contain his energy and prevent others from letting others down."

I know, so...are you ready?"

"Of course, we still have you!" Giccarlo smiled proudly, "You won't just sit idly by."

"Maybe! I remember that a man with a London accent once came to my clinic. He was injured, went to my clinic for treatment, and then disappeared inexplicably. Obviously, that person's injury may be related to Sanchez, but it may also be

It is related to the former werewolves and vampires, so... the situation may be much more complicated than we expected!"

"Well, maybe I am too optimistic!" Gilaro shrugged his shoulders. He was not worried at all, because Zhen Fan was here and he knew what kind of person Zhen Fan was. Don't say he was like this, even if

Sanchez was even more powerful than him, and in front of Zhen Fan, he was just a person without the ability to resist.

Zhen Fan walked to the window again, facing the sea. He looked far into the distance. On the sea, there was an ocean-going cargo ship heading towards Alexandria.

Alexandria was brightly lit at night, and the streets were still bustling. Zhen Fan and three people were eating kebabs at a roadside stall. Tommy and Gicaro both ate deliciously, because this was the only thing worth remembering in Egypt.

Food. It can be said that the kebabs and roasted whole lamb here are very famous foods.

"It's a pity that they don't sell alcohol!" Tommy muttered. This kind of small vendors are usually loyal Muslims. They only buy kebabs and don't sell alcohol. If you want to drink, you can go to those high-end neighborhoods, where

There are many bars and hotels for tourists, and alcohol is served in the hotels.

"In two days, the freighter will arrive at Alexandria." Tommy finished eating the last kebab, wiped his mouth, and said, "This news is absolutely true!"

"Are you sure?" Giccarlo didn't seem to trust him very much.

"Of course, there is no news that can't be bought with money!" Tommy seemed to have learned a lot from Zhen Fan, "So... please believe in the news that can't be bought with money, which is far better than the news that can be bought with the threat of force.

Much more reliable!" He was mocking Giccarlo's threat to the conservator at the British Museum.

"Looks like he's still an idiot!" Giccarlo muttered.

"What did you say? You fish-faced guy, I've tolerated you for a long time. Don't think I won't beat up the elderly!" Tommy suddenly became angry. During this period, he was indeed enduring all kinds of words.

, now that he finally got some information that he thought was reliable, but was ridiculed by Gicardo, he felt angry and stood up.

The diners around him all got out of the way, intending to watch. Giccarlo didn’t even touch the meat, but still said to the waiter carrying the kebab, “Bring it to me, I haven’t eaten enough!

"

Although he spoke in English, the waiter looked at his gesture and understood it. Looking around, several diners ducked away, so he had to walk over with it, put it down, and left quickly. He didn't want to

They are involved in this dispute, and they are all rude foreigners.

"You want to hit me?" Giccarlo looked at Tommy without raising his eyelids, "Young man, let me tell you, don't believe too much in your so-called news. It will be good for you to listen to others."

Tommy's chest rose and fell rapidly, he clenched his fists and walked towards Gicardo, but Zhen Fan raised his head, glanced at him lightly and said: "I advise you not to do anything. We followed you here.

It’s considered helping you, do you want to take action against the person who helped you?”

Tommy was stunned for a moment. He gritted his teeth, and finally put down his fists without restraint. The people around him saw that there was no fight left, and they all returned to the dining table full of disappointment.

"Okay. Let's go back!" Zhen Fan said, throwing down a few US dollar bills, and with the waiter bowing and thanking him, he took the lead in leaving the vendor's stall.

The three of them walked in silence, and no one spoke. When they were about to arrive at the hotel, Zhen Fan suddenly stopped and said to Tommy: "This time it is indeed your fault!"

"Why?" Tommy was furious immediately.

"Because your information is wrong!" Zhen Fan shook his head, then frowned, "I have a feeling that the information you have obtained from the administrator of the museum to now may have been released deliberately by someone.

The reason is for us to be at the wrong place, at the wrong time, waiting for a cargo ship that will never dock at the port of Alexandria!"

"Yes, I feel the same way. Especially in the past two days, this feeling has become stronger and stronger. There is no reason for us to find out the specific information so easily, and even the specific time of arrival!" Giccarlo clicked.

He nodded, then looked at Tommy, "That's why I said you!"

"Why? Just based on your feelings?" Tommy yelled unwillingly.

"Yes, that's it!" Giccarlo nodded, "Sometimes, you'd better trust our feelings, because it's much more reliable than your news!"

Tommy opened his hands towards Zhen Fan and Giccarlo: "Okay, let's not argue in vain. We will know who is right and who is wrong in two days! That's it!"

He walked towards the hotel minding his own business.

"What a child!" Gilaro shook his head at his back.

"So... do we still have to wait here?" Zhen Fan looked at Gicardo, "I feel that the plan may change, because I have begun to feel alert in my heart!"

"So...where will they sail to?" Gilaro looked at the sea at this time and said thoughtfully.