Chapter 269 It turned out to be the "third person"

After this trouble, it was already night after returning to An Feng's snail residence in the old city. Looking back, the huge pyramid not far away was very conspicuous under the laser light... Alas, those who have never been to Cairo cannot imagine the majesty of the pyramid. The pyramid at the end of the horizon under the night sky seemed like a... The tall building near before us, its huge body was very eye-catching under the laser light.

No, it is more majestic than any tall building, the moon is just hanging on its spire.

The night in Cairo is a truly vibrant night. During the day, the hot desert sun makes people feel like they are in a steamer. Oh, the steamer is hard to describe the heat of Cairo, because the climate here is extremely dry, and the sweat beads will evaporate immediately as soon as they emerge. Therefore, the heat in Cairo makes people sweat profusely, but the heat makes people feel dry from the heart, and the dry heart is upset but there is no drop of sweat.

Only at night, the cool Nile monsoon wind blows over, and the whole city lights lit up the city lights. In the twilight, the prayer-torn voices on the mission tower are long and slow. In the past thousands of years, the speed of this voice has never changed, making people feel that even at the end of the world, the rhythm of Cairo is still so slow.

The young couple rushed to Alexandria for a long distance today. Lavier happily sorted out his own gains and sorted out the luggage An Feng brought back from Alexander. While tidying up, he was like an ordinary Arab woman, nagging and talking nonstop about parents' troubles in life. An Feng was like an Arab husband... No, the Arab husband should be smoking a hookah at this time, humming and humming to his wife's nagging haha, but An Feng was a spy at this time, observing the Egyptians who were cooling on the roof of the old city with infrared telescopes, and ordinary beings who were leisurely enjoying coolness in the streets in the courtyard.

He was paying attention to the body language of the people speaking here.

To play a good local, you need to understand the subtle signs of the local people's speech. The Egyptians speak very strange body language. Most men are normal, but the way women say serious words makes An Feng look extremely unfair.

For example, when a woman here becomes serious and is ready to say something serious to you, she will habitually tilt her head, picking her eyes one by one, staring at your eyes with affectionate, trust and relying wholeheartedly. In order to increase their tone of speaking, their eyes are occasionally lifted - this kind of action is called "snatching eyes" in China, or acting coquettishly.

But this body language of speaking is the most serious conversation movement of Egyptian women. They use this body language to show that we don’t treat you as an outsider.

Lavier has not learned this way of speaking yet, so when walking among the crowd, others can tell that Lavier is a foreign resident at a glance...

Well, An Feng doesn't play a woman this time, and he doesn't need to remind Lavier to be a foreigner at first glance. He turned his telescope to men. At this night when he was enjoying the cool air, the men were chatting all the time. However, women were very hard. Even if they chatted, they still had their hands full, either washing clothes, combing each other's hair, cleaning carpets, wall blankets, tapestries, and preparing to open a store tomorrow for goods to be sold.

Egyptian men are so happy. They just need to make money and go home. After they go home, they will be the absolute masters. Egyptian women can serve their husbands on their teeth, and they are afraid that their husbands will be dissatisfied...

At this time, the trumpet in An Feng's room was playing the sound of saxophone. The music sounded a little bit, but it sounded like the music played by An Feng during the day. In the gap between the music, Lavier kept muttering: "I don't think we are suitable for living here. We are basically not at home during the day. There are many people living in a courtyard here, and no one is at home. You don't know if the things are lost for a long time.

Of course, I admit that if there were people in our room for twenty-four hours, no matter what was placed in the room, the Cairo never steals things in front of them, and they still have this kind of restraint...

Today we went out all day, and when we came back, I felt that the doors and windows had been moved. Don’t you think so? When I came back, I found that a window latch was not closed properly. How could it be possible? How could I leave the house without closing the window? Someone must have come in and did not close the window when going out. Although nothing was thrown in the room, we did not put valuables at home, do you think so?”

After a moment of pause, Lavier saw that there was no answer. She looked at An Feng carefully and asked, "Pierre, what is the research project you are involved in? Why are you unwilling to come forward and stand on the podium? Can I know the reason?"

"No", An Feng put away his telescope.

Someone has indeed come to the room, but An Feng did not expect his room to be kept confidential. He thought for a while and changed the topic: "If you are not at ease with your family, why not take your mother over and help us see the house, or do you have any other relatives to recommend?"

Lavier jumped up happily, and she rushed to An Feng's arms enthusiastically, kissing and saying, "You are so good. I don't know anyone in this city. If there is one... I can take my aunt over, she will definitely be willing to come to Egypt. I'll call her now."

An Feng patted Lavier on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it will take several weeks for your aunt to complete the procedures. I'll tell you about the arrangements for the past few weeks. In the past few weeks, we will be familiar with the surrounding streets. You drive the car and practice the skills of drilling alleys..."

So, in the next few days, An Feng and Lavier were like a pair of young people in love, holding hands and walking around the streets and alleys of the old city. When they saw a snack stall, they would definitely go over to taste the taste, when they saw a cafe, they would definitely go over to sit down, and when they saw a small shop, they would definitely go over to pick up small goods...

After a week of such a day, the young couple met a group of old Cairo residents. In the eyes of these Cairo elderly people, An Feng's chess skills were highly praised, so that in the last few days, the couple often went out, and people in the roadside cafe often called An Feng to come and kill a game.

In seven days, the couple seemed to have wandered around the old town, and then they seemed to remember something and decided to go to Alexandria for a few days. Lavier entrusted her mini car to the neighbors. She finally drove into Maserati, and the two entered the noble residence in the Alexandria port area together.

This is an ancient port with a history of 7,000 years. On the coast of the port area, there are still majestic stone castle left by the medieval era. There are several Napoleon cannons with big belly and small mouths standing there. Just near the Napoleon cannon, An Feng pressed Lavier's shoulder. He looked at the surging sea water outside the cliff and whispered: "Go back to the room, lock the door, pretend I am still in the room, I will go out to do something, and return in about five days."

Lavier was playing forgot the time, and An Feng looked solemn. Then she remembered: "Oh, your teacher's research results have been announced. I didn't even notice that any major medical results were announced a few days ago..."

An Feng patted Lavier on the shoulder: "Don't worry, remember what I said."

The two have been together for a while, and Lavier felt that she could be at will. She asked with caution and boldly: "I can ask, what makes you reluctant to show up on the podium?"

An Feng shook his head: "I can't tell you this for the time being."

Well, the macho Arabs are very hateful, but this is a tradition. Traditionally, Lavier could not ask the truth, so she could only endure it silently. Bite her lower lip and felt aggrieved, Lavier followed An Feng back to the dormitory. An Feng first made a big purchase, allowing people in nearby supermarkets to see his presence. He bought the latest LCD TV, advanced DVD player, and then bought enough red wine, enough beverages, and enough fresh food.

"Your aunt will probably be able to complete the procedures for going abroad these days. If you ask her to come to Alexandria. During the days when you are waiting, if you can't stay in the room, then go out for shopping. If someone asks you, you say: You plan to hold a welcome party for your aunt. As for me, I'll play games in the room."

These days, the most popular online game in Egypt is the monster. In Egyptian Internet cafes, you can see dozens of uncles sitting in front of computers, playing electronic games obsessed with them, while the screen keeps flashing with explosive sparks and arcs...

Lavier hesitated for a moment. She was also obsessed with Warcraft. Because she couldn't play Warcraft, she didn't even talk to her classmates, so she hesitated for a moment and asked weakly: "Why don't we buy two computers, well, let's pretend to play in the room together..."

This is of course better.

The most popular computer in Egypt these days is Apple computer. While there is still time, An Feng led Lavier to buy two of the highest-end Apple computers. One of them was remembered by him and then told Lavier: "No matter what happens to this computer, you don't have to be too surprised."

Lavier tilted his head and thought for a while, and asked curiously: "What will happen to it?"

An Feng replied: "I have a hacker companion who will remotely control the computer and then play the game progress screen on the computer. Oh, and I will also add the voice of my conversation with you..."

Lavier nodded: "It's good. If I am fascinated by playing games and you always have your voice around me, I will feel like you are by my side..."

Once a person who plays games becomes obsessed with it, he will forget the time. Lavier doesn't even know when An Feng will leave. When she feels hungry, she gets up and goes to the refrigerator to look for food. Only then can she find that the night is already very dark.

At this time, An Feng had already boarded a motorboat and drove towards the waters outside Alexandria. Outside Alexandria, countless giant tankers were parked on the ocean. They were waiting to enter Alexandria and then had the opportunity to line up to enter the Suez Canal. Here, the tankers of 100,000 tons are just small grasshoppers, and million tons of oil tankers are also uncommon, and million tons of oil tankers are equally numerous.

When An Feng's motorboat was almost exhausted, he leaned on a million-ton tanker. The tanker was hanging Panama flag. When An Feng's motorboat was posted, someone called a light signal on the ship. An Feng immediately responded with the light. When he boarded the tanker, a man who was almost the same size as him took the flashlight from his hand, climbed off the side of the ship, filled the motorboat again, and drove back towards Alexandria.

An Feng was already standing on the huge tanker's tanker at this time. The deck surface of the million-ton tanker was even larger than that of the aircraft carrier. For safety reasons, the tanker's tanker was divided into many watertight tanks, each of which was the size of a basketball court. At this time, one of the tanks had a cover, and the engine buzzed in the tank. Five minutes later, the hidden elevator in the tank rose to flush with the deck, and a seaplane was parked on the elevator.

The owner of the tanker did not know An Feng, and An Feng did not know him either. The two met in the night just to achieve a deal.

Now the owner is staying with An Feng attentively and asked enthusiastically: "How many fuel tanks do you need to hang? This aircraft is very powerful. If your range is too long, you can hang four fuel tanks..."

An Feng nodded: "Then let's hang four."

The captain choked and immediately reminded carefully: "If you hang up four auxiliary fuel tanks, your takeoff skills must be very good. Well, you know, if you carry too many fuel tanks, the elevator will be very heavy when taking off.

“My flight technology is fine, I am only worried about the quality of your plane.”

The two sides fought for a while, and the crane on the tanker hid the plane. An Feng got into the plane and asked the crane to put the plane together with himself on the sea. The captain and An Feng said goodbye to each other in the telephone. An Feng started the plane and let the plane glide at a low speed, bypassed the ship shadows, and waited for the plane to drive into the open space. He slowly pushed the lifting rod and increased the accelerator, and the plane's engine roared.

This is a smuggling aircraft. The design concept of the aircraft is that it has a long flight distance and a large cargo capacity. As for whether it is easy to take off and land, it is not considered in the design, so it is necessary to have high technology to control this aircraft... Of course, those who dare to fly a smuggling aircraft must be flight experts.

An Feng struggled to lift the plane into a high altitude. Because the plane was filled with oil, its body seemed very heavy. An Feng finally lifted the plane into the stratosphere, and then turned around and applied to enter the Egyptian air traffic control field with a pseudonym, flew towards the Indian Ocean, and towards the depths of the open sea.

This flight lasted eleven hours. When the next day was approaching noon, An Feng searched the submarine positioning signal sent by the computer kitten on the sea surface. He landed the plane at sea level. At this time, the four sub-fuel tanks on the plane had been removed, and the fuselage of the plane was much lighter, so An Feng's landing was smooth and smooth.

An hour later, the submarine that arrived at the junction reached out of the sea. It happened to be noon and there was no one in the surrounding area of ​​1,000 kilometers. When the Baron climbed out of the submarine, she felt a little weak in legs and feet. She saw An Feng laughing at her brilliantly on the seaplane, and couldn't help but complain: "Oh, this iron can, I was very curious when I first came, but now... it's so boring here. I don't know that you actually like such a boring toy."

There were seven people who followed Miss Baron to climb out of the submarine, all of whom were from the Clinton family. Their faces were pale and pale. When they saw the seaplane leaning on the submarine, they rushed to climb up the plane.

But the Baron Miss stayed at the end. She stood on the bridge, rushed to meet her hand and reached out to answer her, and said happily: "Congratulations, your name is Iguazu Tona Conden. I originally thought you were a killer, but I didn't expect you to be a scientist.

Haha, I have paid special attention to online news these days. I watched the press conference held by your junior sister through the Internet on the submarine. Unexpectedly, your name is actually the third seat in the research group...

Ellie Sulun held a press conference as scheduled a few days ago, announcing Dr. Tom's research results - she couldn't help but announce them. Dr. Tom spent a year looking for "one percent contributors". This scientific research result brought together the investments of many people and had to be published to get a return. The institute also hoped to publish the research results, because according to regulations, they would enjoy 40% of the benefits obtained by the research results.

The benefit distribution plan now reached is: Dr. Tom's survivors will receive 30% of the research results, and the remaining 20% ​​will be shared by several researchers, students, and... two experimental subjects in the research.

Of course, they cannot publish the last two experimental subjects to the world.

An Feng himself is a student of Dr. Tom and used his own body to conduct genetic correction tests, so his position in the research group is second only to Dr. Tom and Dr. Natasha, ranking third, while Susanna is ranked fourth, followed by Ellie Sulun, and those living, missing, and unfortunately killed students.

Once such scientific research results are published, it is a very rigorous matter. Each participant must not only have a clear resume, but also have an authorized signature. If he cannot be present in person, there must be a photo and attach the other party's resume.

When Ellie Sulun released it, she also had her own selfishness. An Feng's photo was posted in a side photo. This photo deliberately made An Feng look a few years older, while Susanna's photo was also a side photo, with long hair floating, covering half of her face.

After Ellie Sulun's treatment, most people may not recognize An Feng, not to mention that Dr. Tom is very ruthless. The list of one percent of the contributors is a long foot binding cloth, including rich and famous people. Although those people cannot be present, they make themselves wise and powerful in the photo, with a handsome man and a handsome man. Indeed, they are also a handsome uncle. No one cares about An Feng's image with his face on his face.

However, Miss Baron has been very concerned about this matter these days. Basically, she has never let go of all major scientific news. The breakthrough of genetic technology is indeed shocking, and it is difficult not to pay attention to it. With Miss Baron's attention, she indeed recognized An Feng's avatar.
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