Coffin suburbs, the federal prison.
Accompanied by a young prison guard, Tiger met Sati Harris, a female professor of ancient history, literature, Mayan culture at the University of San Mateo who was imprisoned.
The prison guard wanted to help him push the wheelchair, and the prison gate even opened a mobile lift, but Tiger refused.
His wheelchair is electric. When there is no elevator to go up the steps, people can slowly move up the steps with the handrails, and the wheelchair will "climb the stairs" by themselves.
The wheelchair customized by Yvette in the military headquarters is tens of millions of plated. It not only folds and opens automatically, but also climbs stairs like a fool robot.
Adjust the walking mode - After stretching into an upright position, hold the P-strand and feet slowly roll forward, looking like riding a scooter.
The link between technology and convenience is dignity.
Let the disabled people be fully respected.
But excessive "respect" will make Tiger feel uncomfortable.
He finally understood that he needed to care for the mood of the group.
Some people always care and pay too much attention. For example, when the prison heard that the super special police in a wheelchair were coming, they made a special preparation, which made him at a loss.
Some people look at him with discriminatory eyes, such as the dark loli always calls him disabled.
But compared to the former, Tiger prefers the latter's honesty.
Isn’t the former an overcorrect “partiality”?
He determined that Tiger must need care and care, and directly determined that he was a useless person.
I didn't care before, but now he finally understood that Alison always told others not to treat her as mute and treat her as usual.
This is also a way to seek respect.
Alison always nagged Carl like a loving mother. When eating, he would bring a bowl of rice for his brother and peel the chestnuts.
Cocar doesn't need to "serve" at all for others, he likes to do it himself
Isn't this a kind of care-Carl makes Alison feel that she is the person in need and is omnipotent.
"Professor Shati, my name is Tiger Fauna. Our director has to go to a meeting and let me come and have an interview."
The wheelchair man Tiger puts what Sati wants on the table.
Some books, and daily necessities that are not available in prison.
"It's okay, Inspector Brian, I know, I've watched TV. Last time he told me to check a historical figure. Today I want to talk to him about the progress, and it's the same with you."
Shadi opened her new notebook, which was densely filled with fly-headed small calligraphy.
There are also some sketches.
A parchment roll that was so old that it was almost grinded into a round shape...
Tiger doesn't quite understand why Carl has always been nice to Shati.
I thought that the team leader who had always cherished talents could not bear the depravity of a scarce high-end scholar from the Federation, but today it seems that Shati might have really dug up some useful clues, which would be helpful to the mutant crisis in the strait bureau.
"I heard from the director that the matter of the Sage God has made progress." Tiger also took out the pen and paper and listened carefully.
"Yes, the god of death among the gods of warriors, I have derived his identity. It is very likely that he is the imperial guard of the empress, His Highness Puyin's husband, the warrior of the black guard, Honghao Myers, who has many middle names, which is the most accurate name you can find. I have read a lot of relevant information, called many museums and libraries directors, and even asked antique experts that Honghao is indeed the personal guard of Empress Arante. Later, he entered the Garden of Eden and became the god of warriors."
"Is the God of Sage really immortal?"
Tiger remembered countless actions to pursue Gwenter. Even though he killed all the branches and leaves of Gwenter on the spot, this old monster with a loli appearance still appeared alive and committed many major cases.
When Honghao first appeared in the field of vision of the strange-tuning bureau a few months ago, he was in the Luyisi elevator.
"No, the God of Sage has a doom. If the God of Sage is not sealed in time within two years after the birth of the God of Sage, the God of Sage will be backfired by the rules of the universe. If the seal is timely, the God of Sage can be resurrected a thousand years later. This is the recorded thing in the cave where the third generation of Mayan descendants took refuge. I contacted Brian a few days ago as soon as I cracked it."
Shady said excitedly.
The simple drawings of that cave are very abstract, like pictures but not pictures.
Archaeologists who discovered murals used isotope labeling to determine the year, which belonged to the post-Imperial Era more than 1,900 years ago.
Because the Mayans advocate the bright sun and vast plains, they do not live in caves.
At first, archaeologists did not consider it to be the footprints of Mayan descendants, and were regarded by various fields of academic circles as the ruins of the White-haired tribe that survived the Arante Empire.
The text and pictures above are also very different from the text and symbols of the Mayan emoticons.
Shady stared at the copy of the leather book that Carl gave her and the symbols on the god card, and felt that the more she looked, the more strange it became.
She is an ancient characters expert, likes to study the rules of text change, and tried 9981 combinations, and found that one of the deformations looked very familiar. She quickly took out the grotto murals from the Post-Imperial Band era...
That night, she didn't close her eyes all night, and the adrenal hormones were washed away like never before!
The grotto murals from the post-Imperial era are the deformations of the Mayan characters and the ancient characters of the Shuiren!
Only the Imperial Royal Family can possess both Mayan and water elements.
In the royal family, the water roosters were the instrumental fish of the empress's reproduction plan. The descendants of the Mayans could only be those who had entered the Garden of Eden and had hidden their names against the war.
Those who hide these two at the same time are definitely not ordinary people!
And this group of survivors created a new text, perhaps because they were afraid of being cracked and hunted, but they also wanted to record racial changes.
Because of the language habits and vocabulary limitations of ancient people, Shati also deciphered the clues and bruises, and could only roughly write down the general meaning of the broken cave murals - the god of death Honghao Myers, who hid this group of people in remote mountainous areas.
But the god of death Honghao cannot take care of them for a long time.
The appearance of the God of Sage violates the rules of the universe. If the God of Sage cannot seal it before the end of the world comes, it will die...
This group of Mayan descendants and people of water ancestry were grateful and wrote them down in words to inform future generations of their benefactors to remember their great kindness. They also told their descendants to see the resurrected god of death a thousand years later and to follow and be loyal to them...
Invisibly, Shati, who was 1,900 years later, solved the most mysterious and powerful mystery of the Thirteen Gods of Death...
"But the mural is too simple and abstract, and there is no too much description of the God of Death. It just conveys that the God of Death Honghao hides them, and then goes back to the imperial court to plan the seal."
After Shati finished speaking, she subconsciously looked at the other person's hands, which were more wheat-colored and healthy.
I remembered that the interview was Tiger today, not the pale young man who tapped the table with just thinking.
"One thousand years...but now it's two thousand years. Has the priest god been resurrected in the era of Catherine?"
Tiger frowned.
There are quite a lot of historical problems left over from this incident!
Carl's efforts to clarify the entanglements in history are not useless.
Only by knowing what these old monsters want to do can we cut off the firewood from the bottom of the pot to stop them.
"That's the focus of my interview today!"
Chapter completed!