92. Chapter 92 Laura! Let’s go, Palau Islands!


Chapter 92 Laura! Let’s go, Palau Islands!

"So you've just been quiet for two days, and you're going out again? And this time you're going abroad?"

In the bedroom, while carefully folding the clothes into a travel bag, Gloria asked the man who was lying on the bedside reading a novel with a steady expression.

At this time, Lange was carefully flipping through page after page of the masterpiece of adventure novel "The Mysterious Island" written by the 19th century writer Jules Verne.

Strictly speaking, he was no stranger to the name Verne, because in his previous life he had seen "Journey to the Center of the Earth" and "Journey to the Center of the Earth 2: The Mysterious Island" adapted from this writer's works.

It is a typical family adventure film. Although there are some dangers, in the end the protagonist group is able to pass the game unscathed and without any attrition.

But it is a movie after all, and in this world, the situation on the island may develop into more bizarre and dangerous situations.

If nothing else, he didn't find any rumors about ghosts on the island while watching the movie. At most, they were just larger animals.

"I'm talking to you, are you listening carefully?"

Gloria came over and took the book away from him and asked with a bad look.

Seeing this, Lange nodded quickly, "Yes, but I am forced to have no choice. The curator has to go up and take a look. He has always taken good care of me. I can't watch him die."

"Can't you try to convince him to change his mind?" Gloria suggested.

Lange smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I can't persuade you."

When the curator sincerely expressed his inner monologue, Lange knew that there was no way he could persuade him.

This is an old bone that refuses to go gently into the good night, but wants to burn and roar at sunset.

If he continues to persuade, he will appear to be a little ignorant.

Lange asked himself that he had no moral obsession. If he had, he would have shot Emma dead in the first place, but he was not the kind of person who was ungrateful when receiving favors from others.

If he had the ability to help the curator but stood idly by, if something happened to the curator, he would probably feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Do you want to bring a down jacket? And cotton pants."

Over there, Gloria was still stuffing all kinds of winter clothes into her almost overcrowded travel bag, which made Lango unable to help but said speechlessly: "Are you mistaken, sister? The place we are going to is in the Palau Islands." , it’s not Mount Everest. It’s a tropical climate with an average temperature of 30 degrees all year round. Why bring a down jacket?”

"Hmph, then you can clean it up yourself!"

When Gloria saw this, she threw the bag aside angrily, turned around and left, ignoring him.

"Where do you get such a bad temper? Menopause is here?"

Lango picked up the bag and poured out all the stuffed things inside. He only brought one or two pieces of underwear and T-shirts, plus some toiletries.

As for the professional adventure equipment and the like, he didn't need to prepare it at all. Jones must have already prepared it.

Everyone in the senior group this time is a billionaire who loves adventure. It is enough to bring some personal belongings.

While he was busy packing, Dean and Sam had sneaked into the bedroom.

At first, they just poked their heads at the door and made sure that Lango was the only one before they came in with confidence.

The two stood side by side, but remained silent in a tacit agreement. They made frequent eye contact, but did not reveal their intentions for a long time.

Seeing their hesitant looks, Lange raised his eyebrows, as if he could read their thoughts.

He took out the checkbook that had been missing for several days from his pocket and said, "If you want to borrow money, just ask. After all, you are my cousins. As the elder brother, can I still see you suffer? One hundred thousand? Two hundred thousand?" "

Lange, who had just made over 10 million US dollars, was now rich and wealthy. He flicked the thick stack of checkbooks in his hand and yelled at the two boys.

Dean and Sam looked at each other and shook their heads immediately.

In the end, Dean, who has a more cheerful personality, said: "Lango, Sam and I have discussed it and decided to restart our plan - to drive around North America, exorcise demons along the way, and at the same time, experience ourselves."

Lange frowned when he heard this, "Are you going to be homeless?"

"No, we're driving around, exorcising demons and improving our strength at the same time."

"Isn't this horse a tramp?"

Lange squeezed in between the two of them, put his hands on their shoulders and asked with concern: "Did you encounter anything unhappy here? Or is there something unspeakable? We are all a family, there is nothing you can't tell me."

Sam and Dean quickly shook their heads in denial and said sincerely, "That's not the case. This time in New York was definitely the happiest time I have had in so many years."

"Yeah, except for McQueen's damn bastard, both Teddy and Megan, including my sister-in-law, are all very good people, as well as the lovely Toothless. In fact, we don't want to leave, but after these days Experience, I think we brothers still have a lot to improve, and we can’t just stick to one place.”

Lange listened to them carefully, and then sighed speechlessly: "OK, since it is your choice, as the eldest brother, I will support you no matter what."

"If you encounter any trouble in the future, please remember to inform me at any time. Don't act like a fool again."

Originally, he thought that if he joined [The Cabin in the Woods], he would bring these two brothers in together.

Now it seems that they have their own arrangements for the future.

Lango smiled and patted the two men on the head, then wrote a string of numbers from the checkbook and handed it to Sam, and then joked: "Find a good motel on the road, don't be reluctant to spend money to squeeze two grown men Sleeping in the car."

Dean on the side looked at the string of zeros on Sam's check with eager eyes, and couldn't help but stepped forward with a playful smile: "Brother, where's my share?"

"You spend money faster than Teddy. I squandered it in just a few days. If you want money, you can go with Sam later." After Lango finished speaking, he directly took the bag and went out. Dean was the only one left in the bedroom. He looked at his precious brother with good intentions.

Late afternoon.

Lango took a taxi to a private airport in New Jersey.

After living in the United States for so many years, his most intuitive feeling is that there are too many airports in this country.

He once saw in a newspaper that there are more than 5,000 public airports and more than 14,000 private airports.

Of course, many of these uses are restricted, such as heliports and seaplane bases.

Not to mention, because he was going overseas this time, he didn’t bring many people with him, except for Teddy who was determined to follow him.
Lango glanced at the sky, above the clouds, there was a black The figure is soaring and rolling.

Megan and McQueen were both left to Gloria. She had already taken a fancy to a bar in Central Park that had to sell the store to pay off debts because the owner's capital chain failed due to stock trading failure.

I plan to renovate it to look like a bar next time. I guess when I come back, the decoration will be almost complete.

"Rango! This way"

In the middle of the vast runway, the curator was standing in front of a magnificent private jet, waving to him enthusiastically.

Lango raised his hand in greeting and walked over with Teddy.

"Good evening Teddy." The curator said hello to Teddy first, and then patted Lango on the shoulder expectantly. "Everyone is here. Come up, and I will introduce you to each other."

Lango and Teddy exchanged a tacit look, and then entered the cabin generously.

It's not like Lange has never flown on a private jet before. When he was in Africa, some wealthy people would arrange the address on their own private jet so that they could avoid being disturbed by the Dream Stealing Project.

Because of this, he also experienced the luxurious life of many rich people.

However, the plane in front of me is more spacious and the interior is extremely luxurious - pure white sofas are scattered in an orderly manner, there are valuable carpets under the feet, the table is filled with all kinds of fine wines, and even the stewardess is far more beautiful than Ordinary flights.

"Come, let me introduce you." The curator took Lango and brought him to the people who were already seated.

Everyone stood up to pay their respects. After a cursory glance, Lange found that in addition to the curator, there were two old men and a woman.

One of them was Indiana Jones whom he had met before. The old boy had an expected smile on his face.

And the other one...
Lango shook his hot palm and focused his eyes on this guy.

An old man with a wrinkled face who seemed to be in his late teens, but he was drinking red wine leisurely and contentedly.

The curator did not notice the change in Lango's eyes, and then introduced the woman: "This is Lara Croft. Her father and I are close friends. Unfortunately, she left a little early due to poor health."

Lange looked along the introduction and saw a tall woman wearing tight clothing with two pistols on her waist looking at him with interest.

Looking at the woman's plump lips, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. This woman's face was as familiar as Cobb and Dom.

(From the movie "Tomb Raider", played by Angelina Jolie.)
Lango smiled and stretched out his hand to express his goodwill: "Lango Winchester, nice to meet you."

The old man over there who was minding his own business tasting red wine, when he heard his name, his eyes changed and he began to look at him carefully.

Laura glanced at Lango and shrugged, "I don't know why they had to wait for you to arrive before they were willing to explore the island, but it's better to have a handsome guy with you than three old men."

She smiled back and gently shook his hand, "Don't cause any trouble to me when you get to the island."

"Hahaha, I like your confidence."

Lange smiled, and his eyes naturally turned to the last person present, the old man sitting motionless in the distance.

"This is Mr. Victor, an old friend of our museum. He has generously donated money to support expeditions many times." The curator introduced him appropriately.

Lango kept a calm expression and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Victor."

Victor slowly raised his head, with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes, and gently shook the red wine glass in his hand, as if he was tasting something, "Your last name is quite special."

"Really?" Lange said with deep meaning in his eyes: "It depends on who it is for."

"Hahaha, interesting." Victor wiped the red wine that looked like blood around his mouth, as if he had lost further interest in Rango, and turned to the flight attendant to ask about the flight: "Let's go and confirm, why are everyone there but... It still hasn’t taken off yet.”

Upon seeing this, the curator whispered in Lango's ear and explained: "This Victor is the man behind a large consortium in New York. He is used to being arrogant, so don't worry about him."

Lange nodded slightly to express his understanding, and then sat down leisurely on a spacious and comfortable sofa.

This time, including him, a total of five people went to the mysterious island.

Among them, there are three elders and two younger ones. Laura is obviously an experienced treasure hunter; while Curator and Indiana Jones are just interested, but this Victor is a bit weird. This guy is definitely a dark creature, but I just don’t know which one it is.

Just as everyone was thinking about their own thoughts, the flight attendant hurriedly returned with an anxious expression: "The captain reported that the radar detected a UFO in the sky, which was quite large. We need to wait until it leaves before we can take off safely."

"."

Thank you all for your support. If you have a monthly vote, please vote. I still have a few monthly votes to add more updates.



(End of this chapter)

Previous Details Next