flame hunter

Suddenly, a vague idea flashed through Si Boning's mind. He stood on the spot, desperately trying to grasp the inspiration at that moment, but he was as powerless as a baby who had stumbled and fallen into the water, and there was nothing he could do.

The clock rang again, and an hour had passed.Si Boning stared at the dilapidated clock for a moment, and finally caught that flash of thought.

clock!This is the clock.

Si Boning squinted his eyes and walked to the clock, looking it up and down as if it were a naughty child whose clothes were torn.Si Boning held his chin in a serious and silent manner, and suddenly kicked towards the clock, sawdust fell down one after another, but the clock remained motionless.

A numb pain came from the sole of the foot, and Si Boning twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help laughing.Sure enough, as he expected, this clock is the key to the code.After discovering this mystery, Si Boning dismantled the clock into pieces without waiting.He didn't have time to study carefully, this destructive behavior, although violent, was also the quickest way.

In a short while, the entire clock was dismantled by Si Boning, leaving only a small part of the hammer connected to the floor. The pendulum still swayed according to the unique rhythm, and a golden gear with a diameter of about ten centimeters in the connected metal plate followed the rhythm. Bounce back and forth in the void.

Si Boning found three circles of circular notches on the bottom of the hammer, and every movement of the gear did not exceed the range of these three circles of notches.Si Boning patiently observed each step of the gear movement, and after about 15 minutes, Si Boning finally discovered that the movement of the gear was regular.

He was so pleasantly surprised that he simply bent down and grabbed a shard of glass.The gears suddenly bounced to the outermost circle, and then stopped at the first circle. Under the same rhythm, they would occasionally miss the beat and seem to stand still... According to this rule, Si Boning carved it on the wooden floor with a piece of glass.

“3、2、2、1、0、2、2、3、2、2、1、0、2、2……”

Si Boning concentrated on writing about twenty groups of numbers, and found that the pattern only exists in the first seven digits. The order from small to large is: 1, 0 (empty), 2, 2, 3, 2, 2.As if he had found a treasure, Si Boning recited these numbers twice, making sure that his memory was solid, and immediately turned back to the big iron plate under the desk, and carefully pressed the numbers one by one.

Si Boning held his breath, and stared nervously at the metal platform below him without blinking. After a while, there was no movement.Could it be that he suppressed it by himself?Si Baining quickly jumped up from the ground and stood far away, but the metal platform was still missing.

The room gradually became quieter, and there was a somewhat gloomy feeling. Si Boning suppressed the nervousness in his heart, wiped the sweat off his face, and then noticed that the pendulum standing in the corner stopped at some point.

No wonder he always felt that something was wrong in the room, it was only because he was too nervous just now, so he didn't notice this small change.Si Boning walked to the position of the clock again, not only the pendulum was still at rest, but also the gears that couldn't keep bouncing back to the dark nest at the bottom at this time.

Si Boning stretched out his hand and pushed gently, and the pendulum and the metal platform at the bottom moved in response, revealing a safe about a foot wide and narrow.

Si Boning took a deep breath and couldn't help laughing excitedly. At this moment, he was so excited that he couldn't speak, he just leaned over and looked at the sandalwood box in the safe and giggled.

This box occupies three quarters of the safe, and the lid is a natural purple, with a simple and dignified texture.The pattern on the box cover is exquisitely carved, and there is a raised golden snake statue in the middle of the box.

It must be right!The secret of the Kabbalah family should be hidden here!

As Si Baining thought about it, he felt more cautious in the movements of his hands.He wiped the sweat from his palms on his clothes, and then slowly and solemnly held the edge of the sandalwood box with both hands, and took it out.

The box was not as heavy as he imagined, but it wasn't light either.Because of his nervousness, Si Boning was almost unsteady, when he finally hugged the box in his arms, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After looking around, he made sure that there was no place to put the box in the study room that he smashed, so Si Boning simply carried the box and walked into Thomas' bedroom through the secret door.

Si Boning solemnly placed the box on Thomas' big bed. He himself couldn't explain where this inexplicable awe came from, but he had to do it like this, as if his attitude was casual, it would be a great blasphemy. .

The sandalwood box was not locked, and Si Boning effortlessly opened the lid and put it aside. As expected, an envelope and a metal object slightly larger than a pocket watch were quietly placed in the center of the box.

Si Boning took out the envelope first, squeezed it in his hand, and frowned unconsciously.It is so thin, it should not contain the property details of the Kabbalah family.Si Boning sighed softly, seeing that the wax seal was intact, he carefully opened the envelope from the corner.

Inside the envelope were a few sheets of paper with traces of time. The handwriting inside was a bit scribbled, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to be some kind of ancient artistic font.Si Boning glanced roughly, and found that the content inside was dull and obscure, probably telling a story about a group of medieval philosophers who were inspired to create a new century.

Si Boning curled his lips, threw the letter aside, and fiddled with the palm-sized round object inlaid with precious stones.This metal object is similar to a pocket watch, but it has no pointer numbers. The front and back sides are inlaid with various gemstones to form a pattern similar to a galaxy map. Si Boning flipped it back and forth on the palm of his hand, and the gemstones would automatically shift, keeping them in a moderate position. the same spatial location.

Even though this metal object was delicate and ingenious, Si Boning was still not interested.For him, it was these two useless things that he had obtained through hard work.

Annoyed, Si Boning still carefully put the two items back into the box according to their original positions.Thinking that the combination box under the clock had been destroyed, Si Boning simply left the box in Thomas' room and walked out alone.

It seemed that he had to search again. Thinking of this, Si Baining felt that there was darkness in front of him.

For so many years, he has searched almost all the places he suspected, and the only study room that he had no chance to search, was thoroughly searched by him today.Where is the will that records the family's mysterious wealth?

Standing in the corridor, Si Baining was at a loss, couldn't help but grabbed his hair, and let out a mournful roar...

"what--"

On the top floor of Xiao En Industrial Building, an extraordinary handsome young man stood on the edge of the building.

He was dressed in a light gray suit, and if it wasn't for his sad face and slightly red eyes, no one would have thought that the heart-piercing sound just now came from his mouth.

After venting his roar, Xiao Yinuo's chest still rose and fell violently. He looked down at his feet, as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff or soaring in the clouds.If you fall from this height, the effect should be similar to the crash.Thinking of this, Xiao Yinuo smiled wryly.

That laughter was really worse than crying, but he couldn't restrain his heart-piercing despicable emotions, he hated it!He hated himself for being cowardly, that he couldn't even control his little emotions, and even hated the trick of fate, which made his father die under blame, but he had to grow up and live under the supervision of the suspect who killed his father.

A gust of cold wind hit, Xiao Yinuo felt his cheeks were icy cold, he raised his hand, and the tears left at some point had covered his whole face.

"Mr. Xiao, the special plane is ready and can leave immediately."

Secretary Gu Jiajia did not know when she came to the rooftop. Xiao Yinuo didn't turn around immediately when she heard her words. It took about five seconds for her mood to stabilize before slowly saying: "No hurry, I'll leave after I take a shower. I'll be late for a while , can’t die either.”

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yinuo turned around and left.

Looking at Xiao Yinuo's straight back, Gu Jiajia took a deep breath and shook her head helplessly...

At this time, Jiahuan was wrapped in a thin blanket and sitting on the stretcher carried by the rescuers, still trembling uncontrollably.All I could hear were tongue-twister chattering Russians. The rescuers were wearing yellow one-piece down jackets and were busy searching around. Seeing that Jiahuan was not injured, they left her aside and didn't ask any further questions.

Fortunately, not many people were injured, and they were only slightly injured.The plane successfully made an emergency landing on a small hillside where the local temperature was only ten degrees below zero.This temperature may be normal for people in St. Petersburg, but Jiahuan's lips have turned blue from the cold, her whole body has no heat at all, and even her hair is covered with white frost.

Jiahuan thought that Si Boning would leave for Dongling tomorrow, and anyway, he had to arrive before him, and he couldn't waste time here, so he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and wanted to contact Zhao Nianen.Jiahuan pressed the secretary button, and before she could speak, she heard a message saying that Zhao Nianen arrived in St. Petersburg three hours after taking a chartered plane.

Jia Huan's eyes widened in surprise. She didn't expect Zhao Nianen to be so well informed. Could it be that he has been monitoring her whereabouts?Jia Huan hung up the phone, and simply stayed where she was, not thinking about anything else.

At this time, Quan Ziqiang's voice came from behind, and Jiahuan didn't turn his head, it sounded like he was also on the phone.

"I can't attend today's meeting, don't you watch the news?!..."

It was only after hearing this that Jiahuan realized that such a major accident would naturally be followed by news. It is not surprising that Zhao Nianen got the news. Besides, Quan Ziqiang is also in Xiaoen Industrial, so the news will naturally spread faster.

The Russian rescue team quickly transferred all the passengers to the land safely, except for the injured who were picked up by a professional ambulance. The other 89 passengers, including Jiahuan, took three buses to St. Petersburg Pulkovo International Airport. .

Quan Ziqiang was supposed to be in the car behind, but when he saw Jia Huan getting into the car, he bit the bullet and followed. He sat next to Jia Huan, rubbed his hands and smiled, and was about to speak when he saw Jia Huan turn his head out of the car window, so he had to say Swallowed it back.

This person has a high degree of education, but his character is obviously not at the same level. Jia Huan is too lazy to talk to him.

Quan Ziqiang coughed twice in embarrassment, clasped his hands together and rubbed them together, finally couldn't help but want to show off the news he just heard to Jia Huan:

"I don't know how long it will take to get a connecting plane here. The company will send a special plane to pick me up later. How about, why don't you go back with me?"