Death Master of a certain manga

Chapter 236 O'Connor

"You haven't told me yet, why did you suddenly come to the library to look for me?" Evelyn suddenly remembered the question just now. She knew better than anyone else what kind of virtue Jonathan was.

Jonathan glanced at Victor.

The latter smiled back.

He hesitated for a while and took out a black lacquered iron box and said, "Evelyn, look what treasure I found on the black market. It's a valuable item."

"What is this?" Evelyn asked curiously.

Victor's eyes flashed, this is the key to unlock the Black Scripture of the Dead and the Golden Scripture of the Sun!

"He is the treasure I bought from the black market in Thebes!" Jonathan said mysteriously.

"You've been unemployed for half a year, Jonathan!"

Evelyn glared at Jonathan, snatched the box to look it over, and suddenly she accidentally touched the mechanism of the box.

"Clap."

The box opened, and a map appeared inside.

"This is a map?" Jonathan became curious.

When Evelyn opened the map, her color suddenly changed, and she exclaimed, "This flower decoration is the seal pattern of the legendary Seti I dynasty, I'm sure!"

"Who is Seti I, is he rich?" Jonathan breathed heavily.

Evelyn became a scholar and said seriously: "It is said that Seti I is the second pharaoh of the [-]th dynasty of ancient Egypt, and the richest pharaoh in history!"

"Doesn't it mean that we got the treasure map?"

"I think, yes!" Victor said.

Only then did Jonathan realize that there was a Chinese Victor standing beside him, and his face suddenly showed a look of astonishment. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that wealth is not revealed, and the same is true in the West. What should we do now?
After looking at Victor's sturdy figure, and then at his small arms and legs, Jonathan said with a smile on his face, "Hi, hello, actually I don't mind you hunting treasures with us."

"Brother, we should give the map to the curator for appraisal. He is the most authoritative scholar in this field." Evelyn put away the map and said.

At this time, footsteps were heard not far away, and the curator wearing a red hood came over.When he saw the black box in Evelyn's hand, his expression changed drastically.

But in just a moment, the curator walked over pretending to be ignorant. Evelyn gave him the map after introducing the situation, hoping that he could make an appraisal.

The curator looked up pretendingly.

Then got the candle front.

Victor smiled slightly, unable to see any movement at all, but the curator's body froze in place.

The map recording the tomb of Pharaoh Seti I also fell into the hands of the former.

"Wow, what method is this? Is it magic?" Jonathan exclaimed when he saw the map falling into Victor's hands.

Evelyn also covered her mouth and looked at Victor, her eyes widened with a curious expression.

They didn't realize at all that the map was almost destroyed in the curator's hands.

Victor smiled and said: "No, this is not magic, you can call it mind power!"

The curator looked at Victor in horror.

In his heart, there is only one explanation for this magical power, and that is the legendary black magic.

A force that symbolizes disaster.

"You can't take the map!" the curator suddenly shouted.

Victor said with a disdainful expression: "Believe me, some things should be done. There is no need for your people to guard a tomb forever."

The curator had an incredulous expression on his face.

What did he hear?
How could the Oriental in front of him know his people!

Damn it, could there be a traitor in the clan?

The curator's eyes flickered.

Victor looked at Jonathan and said, "Take me to the person who took this black box from you, please? You will get unimaginable wealth!"

"This, this." Jonathan looked embarrassed.

Evelyn glanced at the curator, then looked at Victor, nodded silently to Jonathan and said, "Brother, we should trust Victor."

"Well, girls are outgoing, that's what everyone says." Jonathan pouted.

Early the next morning.

Brother and sister Victor and Evelyn arrive at Cairo Prison.

Not that they didn't want to come over the night before.

But the prison is closed to the public at night.

Victor, who has a tourist mentality all the way, didn't force it, as long as he had the map on him.

What's the point of waiting another night?
And O'Connor couldn't run away either.

Gad Hassan is the warden of Cairo Prison.

He was naturally very happy when a benefactor came to redeem a drunkard, and he took Victor and the three into the prison which was not heavily guarded.

This is an era when money can turn ghosts around.

Just have money.

You can even buy offenders on death row, and in Egypt troublesome alcoholics are technically punishable by death.

Even drinking will kill you.

That's too bad isn't it?

"Is this the alcoholic you want to redeem?" Gad Hassan pointed to a man who was pushed out by the jailer.The man's hair was disheveled like a lion, and his physique was so majestic that even two jailers couldn't control him.

"who are you?"

O'Connor stared fiercely at the three of them and asked.

Victor glanced at Jonathan.

Jonathan stepped forward hesitantly and said, "We are here to preach the gospel."

"You're lying!" O'Connor said with a sneer, "You came to find out where Hamnet is, right? The things you stole came from Hamnut!"

"How do I know you're not bragging?"

"Do I know you?" O'Connor asked.

Jonathan shook his head quickly: "No, you don't know me."

"boom"

"what!!"

Jonathan fell to the ground with a scream.

Seeing that O'Connor was so arrogant, the jailer immediately took his baton and lashed out violently.

Gad Hassan, who had just left, came back.

Pointing at O'Connor and swearing loudly, even directly ordered O'Connor to be hanged.

Victor, who had been watching the show, couldn't help but speak.

"A thousand pounds, and it's mine."

"Deal!" Gad Hassan shouted hastily. A drunkard can be worth a thousand pounds, which is simply sky-high. As for the word Hamnet, he hadn't heard it just now.

This is the legendary city full of gold.

With O'Connor released by the jailers, Victor paid £[-].

"No, wait, what you just said is clearly two thousand pounds!" Gad Hassan and the jailer exchanged a few words in the native language, and then suddenly raised the price temporarily.

Victor's eyes turned cold, is this teasing him?

"Eastern, if I just now knew that this alcoholic is related to Hamnett, let alone two thousand pounds, I would not have given you even ten thousand pounds. Although it is just a legendary city, it is worth it Price!" Gad Hassan showed a sly smile.

Victor smiled lightly.

He stared at Gad Hassan without blinking.

Gad Hassan suddenly showed horror in his eyes.

His hands pinched his neck with all his strength, his body rolled on the ground, and he begged for mercy: "Oh, damn it, why are my hands out of control? Is this magic? God, Orientals, I don't want money anymore, please let me go."

(End of this chapter)