Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 313 Decryption
In the hotel room the next morning.

The little monk was at a loss for the Apple laptop in front of him. This thing was the only item in the lockbox, and it was bought back from Dongying by the senior nephew of Dharma Protector Tianzong.

It is reported that there are confidential documents of the Pure Land Sect of Bliss in the computer, but let alone the documents now, even the system password of this notebook can confuse the little monk.

After much deliberation, the little monk picked up his notebook, walked to Yang Hao's room, rubbed his hands together and asked for help: "Brother Hao, I know you can do anything, so please do me a favor now and get the confidential files out of this notebook." ,Okay?"

Yang Hao was holding a folk guitar and practicing the precise control of his right hand. He had already broken a bunch of strings, and even accidentally broke two of the guitars.

The little monk twitched his tongue secretly, thinking that Yang Hao was unhappy somewhere, and he was venting here, so it was rare that he didn't dare to joke with Yang Hao.

After Yang Hao broke the strings again, he threw the guitar on the bed, took the laptop, and nodded: "Okay, you go back to your room first, and I'll call you over when I'm done."

The little monk hesitated for a moment, but still chose to trust Yang Hao, turned around and went out, and consciously closed the door.

Yang Hao connected the laptop to the Internet cable, said hello to Alice, and asked her to crack the computer and the confidential files inside, while he picked up the guitar, changed the strings and continued to practice.

The little monk was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously outside the door, and he was even more confused when he vaguely heard the guitar sound coming from Yang Hao's room.

He didn't understand if Yang Hao didn't take cracking work seriously, or was he so good that he could play the guitar with one hand and crack the computer with the other?
Fortunately, two hours later, when the little monk could barely hold his breath, the door of Yang Hao's room opened.

"It's done. Come in and have a look to see if it's this document. Anyway, this is the only document I think is valuable."

Yang Hao pointed to the encrypted file that had been opened on the screen, and simply repeated: "It marked nine precious antiques located in nine locations in Europe, most of which are located in high-security units such as museums and private banks."

As he said, one accidentally broke a guitar with excessive force, but he picked up the other one with a calm face, and continued: "For example, the first one is a pair of Yuan blue and white porcelain in the British Empire Museum. bottle, as for what the marked targets mean, it is not written in the document.”

The little monk quickly browsed through the document, forwarded it to Prince Ma, and explained to Yang Hao: "This should be information bought from the Rosicrucians by the Pure Land Sect of Utmost Bliss. where the treasure map is hidden."

Yang Hao: "The Rosicrucian Society? Where is this secret organization? The name is quite elegant. Besides, how many copies of the treasure map are there? Why do they exist in Europe?"

Little monk: "The Rosicrucian Society originated from a secret society in Germany. Later, because of conflicts with the Holy See, it was forced to integrate into the Freemasonry. Later, it was divided and reunited several times. It is a very complicated organization."

"It is said that until now, their relationship with the Holy See is not very good, but in the underground world in Europe, they have the widest network. The Pure Land Sect has found the right person to buy information from them."

As he spoke, the little monk scratched his head, finally gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "As for how many copies of the treasure map are there, it's actually not a big secret, at least even at my level, so tell Brother Hao You're fine, too."

"I heard from my master that the treasure map was divided into four parts at the beginning, but now it is clearly known that two copies are in the hands of our Dharma Protector Tianzong and the Pure Land Sect of Bliss."

"As for the other two, the whereabouts of one is completely unknown, but I always feel that my master and Lao Ma seem to have found something."

"The last one, there have been clues that it was hidden in a certain antique, and then accidentally fell into the hands of a big collector in Europe, but the exact whereabouts have never been known. Now it seems that it should be hidden in this Inside one of the targets marked on the file."

After listening to these secrets, Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders: "I really don't understand you monks, for a mysterious Buddhist treasure, why are you tossing around for so many years, and even made bloody storms and traveled across oceans? Is it necessary?"

The little monk rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "You ask me, who am I asking? But then again, even if you put aside the bloody feud with the little devil for so many years, just in terms of spiritual belief, Our Dharma Protector Tianzong will never give up on retrieving these Buddhist treasures."

Yang Hao chuckled: "Okay, well, it's all about spirit and belief, so what else can I say, of course I respect your spirit and belief, and there is indeed a relationship between me and the little devil." Forget it, so we both can be regarded as a united front.”

The little monk became serious in an instant, and said with a hippie smile: "Hey, brother Hao, public is public, private is private, even if there are no such troublesome things, we are still good buddies, so when you eat meat and drink in the future, don't forget Call me."

Yang Hao kicked him, and spat: "Hey, after this matter is over, you should follow your master honestly and go back to the temple to clean up. It's good to be with the ancient Buddha with the green lamp, why come out to cause harm What about good men and women?"

The two were joking, when Yang Hao's phone rang, and it was Wan Bao'er calling.

Yang Hao hung up the phone after saying a few words, and sighed: "Oh, women are really troublesome, and I want to become a monk."

The little monk curled his lips: "What's wrong, what's the matter? Besides, brother Hao, if you really want to become a monk, I can ask my master to help you with my relationship, and see if I can find you a senior master to save you Start from scratch."

Yang Hao threw down the guitar and changed his clothes: "Stop talking nonsense, Wan Baoer said that her father, and her father's father, invited me over for dinner."

The little monk laughed: "Brother Hao, this is obviously a good thing, maybe the gambling king and his son have taken a fancy to you and want to recruit you to be his wife's son-in-law, don't you think so?"

Snapped!
Yang Hao slapped his bald head with a slap: "Fuck, let you talk poorly, the gambling king and Wan Baoer's father are not easy-going lamps, in my opinion, even if this meal is not a grand feast, I'm afraid it won't be that good food."

Fortunately, Yang Hao slapped it with his left hand, otherwise, with his current proficiency in controlling his right hand, maybe the little monk's bald head would fly out with a single slap.

The little monk was grinning and rubbing his bald head, when Yang Hao waved his hand: "What are you doing, hurry up and change your clothes, and go to the banquet with me."

(End of this chapter)