I Have 48 Hours a Day

The address on the anonymous email was Jacobin Monastery, which was about ten minutes walk from the town hall.

This Gothic monastery was built by the Dominican Order in 1215. It has a history of more than 800 years. The entire building's bricks and tiles are fired from red clay, divided into churches, There are three main parts of the inner courtyard cloister and the monk's dining room. Thomas Aqui, the most famous Catholic theologian and philosopher, is buried here.

When Zhang Heng and Leiya entered the church, the first thing that caught their eyes were the beams and pillars that were close to 30 meters high. They supported the top of the church, like straight palm trees, and the long windows of the vault were inlaid. The hand-painted stained glass, the sun sprinkled through the window on the central bench, gives a sacred feeling.

Zhang Heng looked around. There are other tourists in the church besides them, but he has not seen any special behavior. Edward himself does not like to take pictures. In the parallel copy of Twelve years later, Zhang Heng also only Leia got a picture of Edward ’s driver ’s license at the age of sixteen. According to the play Leia, there are still many changes in Edward ten years later, which is why Zhang Heng brought Leia with her.

But the latter apparently failed to find his brother in the church.

The two are now disguised as a couple, Leia holding Zhang Heng's arm and visiting this ancient 13th-century building with other tourists. The girl's hair has also been dyed from blue to silver, and her voice was lowered. " It feels like we are spies. Is my brother so cautious now? "

"The little boy's worry is not unreasonable. The reason why Edward changed his mailbox to contact us shows that he thinks the original mailbox is unreliable, which also means that the nest is getting closer and closer to him." Zhang Hengdao.

Considering that his appearance was also exposed when he met the earring man at the bar, Zhang Heng's image has also changed a lot. He borrowed some inspiration from the first time he met the fox, changed into a suit and sprayed cologne. He combed his hair neatly, like a financial elite.

Twelve years later, in a parallel copy, 黒 Nest found Edward in a nursing home three weeks later. Edward replaced a volunteer there, but the nursing home was not Edward's first hiding place in Toulouse. In fact, to prevent 黒Nest came to the door, and Edward kept changing his residence frequently.

Therefore, Zhang Heng did not know where the previous Edward was hiding, but if the connection is really not smooth, he can only choose to go to that nursing home after a week to try his luck, but this time because the player has joined many things, the trend has already It ’s different, not just 01, but the same is the case with the nest.

Coupled with Zhang Heng's difficulty in explaining how he knew Edward's hiding place, so he did not act lightly in the previous two months. The town life of those two months was obviously a precious time for the player to learn and speed up. This process may not get any benefits, but it is likely to bring greater risks.

"Are you going somewhere else?" Leia asked, and they had been in the church for almost twenty minutes, but they hadn't got anything.

"Hmm." Zhang Heng nodded. There is a beautiful cloister behind the church. This is a place for monks to exchange meditation. Two of them were damaged during the war and rebuilt in 1964. In the center of the cloister is a courtyard. Planted with trees and greenery.

The two walked across the redstone brick pavement and felt the traces left by history, but unfortunately still could not find the figure of Edward here. In fact, they spent nearly two hours in the Jacobin Monastery to explore. I went to every corner of the monastery, but still could not get any clues.

In desperation, the two had to leave the monastery. Someone was posting a leaflet at the exit. Leia also took one and returned to the car. She took off her hat and the big sunglasses on her face.

"Is it because he happened to be absent today?"

"This possibility is not very high." Zhang Heng frowned. "Actually, I haven't quite understood that the emails sent to us by Edward only have no time, which means we can come here any time. And he ca n’t stay in the monastery every day, that ’s too conspicuous, so we should ignore something, that thing has been in the monastery but it does n’t seem obtrusive. Let ’s come again tomorrow and pay more attention to the same s things."

Zhang Heng's voice just fell and Leiya suddenly uttered a whisper, "Is it possible that the things left by my brother are outside the monastery?"

"Huh? What did you find?"

"When I was younger, my brother and I would play a password game, a text written in Hebrew."

"Do you know Hebrew?"

"No, no, this is a very simple little code. We don't care about the meaning of Hebrew itself, just compare it with the corresponding French letters, and then translate it to get the information we want." Lei Ya explained, waving a Catholic propaganda page, pointing at an inconspicuous position above, "Here you see."

Zhang Heng stretched his head and saw a line of Hebrew. From the typeset and contextual interpretation, it seemed like a paragraph from the original Bible for interpretation. However, Leia found the corresponding letter word by word, and finally got the word garden.

"Garden? Is that the atrium garden we saw before, is there anything we overlooked?" Leiya was curious ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ there was a kind of excitement when playing a treasure hunt game as a kid.

The voice of the little boy came again from the communicator, "I just searched the garden in Toulouse and found a restaurant, a boxing training ground, and an elementary school. Will Edward be in one of them?"

"Choose a place." Zhang Heng said to Lei Ya in the back row.

"Restaurant? It happens to be a little hungry."

"OK." Zhang Heng used his mobile phone to navigate to the restaurant named Garden, but as soon as he entered the door, he knew that Edward was unlikely to stay here, because this restaurant is famous nearby, and there are many guests who come here every day. This kind of traffic is obviously not very friendly to someone who needs to remain anonymous to avoid tracking.

Fortunately, the foie gras here is delicious, and the sausages are also good. For Leia, who spent the whole afternoon in the monastery, it can't be better, and she has regained some tiredness.

After the two had finished their meals, it was going to be dark, Lei Ya said, "There are boxing training grounds and elementary schools left. You can choose this time."