Chapter 115 A visitor came late at night
In an inconspicuous three-story clinic.
On the hospital bed, Kurt was still in a coma.
On one side of the hospital bed, there is a bracket hanging a hanging bottle, and on the other side, there is an instrument to detect vital signs.
This clinic is very professional, but it does not accept all "clients".
According to the information found by Argo, the characteristic of this clinic is that its prices are extremely harsh. In contrast, the doctor's level is also quite high.
If a "guest" comes to seek medical treatment but cannot pay the high cost, the clinic owner will directly remove a valuable part from the "guest".
For Moreau now, anything that can be solved with money is nothing.
Beside the hospital bed.
Seeing that Kurt's condition had completely stabilized, Moreau had time to check the leather paper and black envelopes found in the safe.
Untie the rope on the leather paper, and slowly unfold the withered yellow paper in your hands. A map with mountains and rivers jumps out of the paper.
Morrow glanced at the mountains, forests and rivers drawn in simple strokes on the paper, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
But soon, he noticed a small area in the center of the map, which was circled by red writing.
The edge of the red circle is connected with a slender red line, which meanders along the mountains and ridges, pointing directly to the human settlements depicting multiple house shapes beyond the mountains and old forests.
This seems to be a specially marked route.
However, apart from the graphic route, there is no written description related to it.
"Treasure map?"
Morrow looked confused.
There is no text description on the picture. Based on his knowledge, he has no idea where the position in the picture corresponds to.
I am afraid that even professional geographers who are familiar with maps around the world would have a hard time judging the location of this map.
After all, there is no information such as coordinates.
The red circle specially drawn on the map made it difficult for Moro to guess about the treasure map.
Mainly because of the drawing technique and the texture of this leather map, it gives people a "quite ancient" feeling.
Moreover, the origin must not be simple for it to be solemnly placed in the safe by Nolan, the founder of the menu organization.
Morrow looked through it for a while, but he really couldn't figure it out, so he could only roll up the paper and tie it with the rope again.
After he had time to think, he went to the "tree hole" to retrieve the red jade bird knife, and then deposited the leather paper of unknown origin in it.
Putting the rolled up paper aside, Moreau picked up the black envelope and ran his fingertips across the surface of the envelope. He could tell that there was only a hard bank card-like thing inside.
"There is no name of the recipient, nor the name of the sender."
Morrow turned over the envelope and looked at it for a while. He really didn't know where Nolan got such a weird thing.
Of course, the weirdest thing is that Nolan put this kind of thing in a highly concealed safe, and there is no sign that the envelope has been opened.
· The information revealed by the envelope is the strange eye-shaped ink pad.
Morrow did not remove the eye-shaped seal, but tore open one side of the envelope.
· Inside the envelope, there was indeed a card.
The card is completely black, with irregular silvery light spots scattered all over it.
In the center of the light spot, there is an eye that looks like ink pad, but is surrounded by a square frame.
In the lower right corner of the card, there is a number "61".
There was only this card in the whole envelope.
Morrow looked at the pattern of eyes and then turned to the back.
On the back of the card, under the oblique light, there is a series of unknown silver fonts like tadpole writing. As the card swings up and down, the fonts flicker and appear.
"Divine characters."
Morrow immediately recognized the origin of these fonts.
Because he had seen similar divine characters on an airship, or in other words, he had destroyed them with his own hands.
"No, they are not all divine words."
Morrow looked carefully and found that among the densely packed fonts like tadpoles, there were several characters with different styles mixed in.
Even Moreau didn't recognize these fonts that looked more like words.
After all, in the long development history of the Hunter World, there is a civilization that allows hundreds of flowers to flourish.
Not to mention the various languages circulating in the world today, the various ancient texts that have been recorded are enough for a professional linguist to study for several lifetimes.
Morrow doesn't recognize these fonts, but he can look them up.
Of course, don’t expect to find things like divine words on the Internet.
Morrow picked out the fonts that were mixed into the divine words, then pieced them together, and used the most practical search engine nowadays to get the results quickly.
The seemingly unfamiliar script is called Krakauer, which is a very niche language.
Across the world, only one region in the ancient Ganyu country still incorporates this language into textbooks.
Translating this string of Krakauer text into common language, we will get a noun:
"Eye of Truth"
Looking at the search results, Moreau turned his eyes and looked at the eye pattern in the center of the card, wondering what the so-called Eye of Truth might be.
Some unknown organization?
Or is it something like a cult?
Morrow shook his head slightly, showing no interest in this.
Even though he knew that inputting the thought energy into the card might trigger the structure of the divine characters on the back of the card, he had no intention of trying.
There are indeed many bizarre things in this world that can greatly satisfy human beings' desire for exploration and curiosity rooted deep in their souls.
Morro is now only concerned about how to destroy the death node. Even if he is curious, he will never waste time on "satisfying curiosity".
Just like the last time he absorbed the thoughts of death from the corpse in the tomb, a strange plant in the memory fragment that was closely related to the power of flying stars to seize essence also made Moreau curious, but that was all.
Because there is really no time to analyze and explore.
Thinking that Nolan had also solemnly put this card into the safe, Moreau kept it for now and threw it into the tree hole together.
After reading the contents of the paper and envelope, Moreau sat by the bed and began his daily practice.
Late night.
Morrow opened his eyes and glanced at Kurt out of habit.
ification
One day and one night have passed since Kurt received treatment.
Although his vital signs were basically stable, he didn't seem to want to wake up at all.
Morrow withdrew his gaze, stood up and moved his body a little.
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, Moreau’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Just now, a star mark set in advance disappeared.
A few seconds ago.
On the first floor of the clinic, two women in black uniforms came to the door.
Of these two women, one is very old, but has a strong figure, with two thick braids, and a somewhat mean look on her face.
The other is very young, with long hair and sparse eyebrows, but a pair of sharp eyes.
哐.
The older woman politely pushed the sliding door all the way, but looked at the corner of the door track below.
There, there was an inconspicuous corpse of a mosquito crushed to death by the door frame.
"Tsk, good vigilance."
The woman with the big braid complimented him inexplicably.
The young woman following her was confused when she heard this.
"Yuyin, Yongning."
The woman with the big braid turned back and glanced at the young woman lightly.
The woman named Yuyin quickly focused her thoughts on her eyes, and suddenly saw a wisp of thoughts escaping from the corner of the door track.
“That is?”
Yuyin followed the escaping thoughts and saw the corpse of the mosquito stuck with transparent tape, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
The braided woman reached out and patted Yuyin's shoulder.