Chapter 178: It's normal for Jackie Chan to be chased

"Excuse me...are you Mr. Jackie Chan? Jack Cheng."
In front of Tom Mu and the others was a British girl wearing a white shirt and a black skirt. She had brown curly hair and an elegant and classic temperament.
This girl has obviously read the novel "The Adventures of Jackie Chan".
At this time, she was even holding the book in her hands.
Jackie Chan also didn't expect that he would meet someone who knew him when he arrived in Egypt.
I looked at the woman in front of me, then looked at the book in her hand, and suddenly understood all this.
Looking at Tang Mu helplessly, Jackie Chan then faced the woman and smiled awkwardly: "Hello, I am Jackie Chan, who are you?"
To be honest, Jackie Chan doesn't really want to become famous.
But every time he was recognized, he had to admit that he felt a little secretly happy.
Such complex emotions often make Jackie Chan feel a little embarrassed.
"Hello, my name is Evelyn Carnahan. I am currently working in the Cairo Museum, and I can be regarded as a scholar of ancient Egypt. I have read "Mei Muji Model" and also read your novel. I feel that you are very good. sharp."
Evelin is obviously a straightforward and innocent girl, and she seems a little excited when talking about topics that interest her.
"Thank you very much for liking my paper. But the book was not written by me, but by our cat. The author's name is his name, Tom."
Jackie Chan, as he spoke, also introduced Tom Mu on the side to Evelin.
"Tom,Say hello to Miss Evelyn. "
When Tom heard this, he saluted Evelin in a very gentlemanly manner. He even didn't forget to walk up to Evelin, raised her hand, and made a standard kiss on the hand.
Evelin had never seen this scene before, and she was immediately stunned and stayed there.
A cat like Tom is beyond Evelin's imagination.
"Uh...hello, Mr. Tom."
Evelin didn't know what to say at this time, so she had to look at Jackie Chan again and asked: "Mr. Jackie Chan, are you also here to participate in this archaeological operation?"
Hearing Evelin mention this topic, Jackie Chan was also a little surprised, but in this way, the strange feeling of the two meeting for the first time was dispelled a little.
When there is a common topic, the distance between strangers will be instantly shortened.
"I was indeed invited by the British Museum. So was Miss Carnahan?"
"Just call me Evelin."
Evelin let out a little breath, then straightened her chest, coughed twice, trying to be more professional, and said: "I was not invited by the British Museum, but they want to come to Egypt for archeology, and Egypt is not Maybe we won't send anyone to follow."
"I now work at the Cairo Museum. My parents have been conducting archaeological research in Egypt during their lifetime. Our family has deep feelings for Egypt."
"This time when people from the British Museum come, I will accompany them on behalf of the Cairo Museum."
"That's it. I hope Miss Evelin will give me more support for the archaeological operation in that week."
Jackie Chan and Evelin exchanged polite words.
"No, I still have a lot to learn. Mr. Jackie Chan's papers on ancient Egyptian have inspired me a lot. Those who came here this time are also well-known experts and scholars."
"Not only the British Museum, but also people from the Louvre have contacted us and will come."
Evelin's words made Jackie Chan stunned, and he was a little surprised that people would come from the Louvre.
After all, it was the British Museum that invited him.
The archaeological remains this time were discovered by people from the British Museum. Logically speaking, they would not share this archaeological discovery with other museums.
When Tang Mu next to him heard this, he thought it was nothing and quite normal.
Just think about what France has done in Africa in history.
The influence of Gallic chicken on Africa is not small at all.
I guess the people at the British Museum really want to keep it a secret.
But despite all the secrets, the matter was still revealed.
It's quite sad to say.
It is obviously a site of Egypt's own country, but it is being conducted by experts from other countries for archaeological activities.
"There is still some time before the archaeological operation starts. What are you going to do during this time? Are you planning to travel around Cairo? If so, I can be your tour guide."
With that said, Evelin handed a business card to Jackie Chan, waved her hand and said: "I have something to do now, so I have to go back to the Cairo Museum first, otherwise the curator will have to miss me again."
Jackie Chan took the business card and waved to Evelin, watching her run away.
Xiaoyu next to her looked at the interaction between Jackie Chan and Evelin with a playful look on her face. She stood there like a little adult with her hands folded across her chest, seeming to be considering whether to call Little Snake.
After all, in Xiaoyu's opinion, the little snake is much cooler than the British woman Evelin.
If Xiaoyu were asked to choose an aunt, she would definitely choose Xiaoshe.
Jackie Chan didn't know what was going on in Xiaoyu's mind, and he actually didn't have any thoughts about Evelin.
After learning that she was a staff member of the Cairo Museum, Jackie Chan was thinking about whether he could use his relationship to take a look at the museum's collections that were not on public display.
Evelin had already left, and Jackie Chan continued to take Tang Mu and Xiaoyu to the small restaurant he recommended for dinner.
It is said that Egypt has three treasures.
Hookah, kusari and perfume.
Kushari is a special delicacy in Egypt, but it doesn't quite fit Jackie Chan's taste.
When I first came to Egypt, the first time I saw it, or the most common Egyptian three treasures, was undoubtedly hookah.
On the streets of Egypt, you can often see many men sitting on the roadside. In front of them will be a stove filled with water, and a long pipe with a cigarette holder on it.
When smoking hookah, they will first pour water or mint into the pipe.
Then connect the tobacco pipe and the tobacco bottle, and then put your personal favorite fruit spices into the tobacco pot.
Yes, it's fruit spices, not tobacco, or something worse, as most people think. In Egypt, the stuff is commonly known as "Xixia", which is an essence extracted from the fruit.
After the spices are placed, wrap the smoking pot with aluminum foil and pierce the eyes. Then place the burning charcoal on the aluminum foil and take a few puffs, so that the charcoal will ignite the tobacco.
As a result, the spices turn into smoke, and the fragrance of fruit will be filled nearby.
​According to personal preferences, spices also have different flavors.
Banana, apple and mango are all common flavors.
Egyptian men like to smoke hookah, just like Shanghai in the 1980s liked to drink coffee. It is a fashion and has also evolved into a lifestyle habit.
In Egypt, hookah pipes are really dotted all over the streets and alleys.
Generally speaking, in addition to providing water pipes, hookah restaurants also provide tea and snacks.
Egyptian men can often sit here all afternoon.
Tang Mu and Xiaoyu passed by theseWhen we were in the shisha shop, we were all quite curious.
One by one, they slowed down involuntarily and stared at them.
A Coptic man was so happy to see these two cuties, Tom Mu and Xiaoyu, that he smiled and handed over the cigarette holder, indicating to them to try it.
What are the personalities of Xiaoyu and Tang Mu?
There is no time to be timid at all.
When someone offered them a hookah, they reached out to take it without thinking.
Jackie Chan, who was walking in front, accidentally turned around, and suddenly his head was covered with black lines. He quickly ran back, picked up one in each hand, apologized to the men who were smoking, and hurried away.
After walking a certain distance, Jackie Chan put down Tang Mu and the others, and angrily hit the two little ones on the head.
"Why do you dare to try anything? Even though the hookah smells good, it's not a good thing. Smoking it is no less harmful than smoking."
"Those artificial hookah tobacco materials contain substances such as ethers, which are converted into carcinogenic acryl during the combustion process. The content of this substance is 400 times higher than the carcinogens contained in cigarettes."
"And this thing uses less charcoal to maintain the flavor and smoke concentration. The carbon monoxide is 100 times higher than when smoking cigarettes. Don't touch it again in the future."
Jackie Chan was also worried about Xiaoyu and Tang Mu, and even spoke with sincerity.
Tom Mu really doesn't know this.
Hearing what Jackie Chan said, he also scratched his head a little.
It is not afraid of any harm, but it is one thing that it is not afraid. Xiaoyu does not have its immortality.
You have to pay more attention in the future.
In this mission world, following Jackie Chan around the world, and many other things, it is quite insightful.
Before Tom turned into a cat, he had no chance to travel abroad at will.
After passing the hookah shop, I took two steps forward and arrived at the small shop that Jackie Chan mentioned.
After dinner, Tom Mu and the others were quite satisfied.
The taste is a bit subtle, different from the Chinese food you usually eat.
But it's actually quite delicious.
This can be regarded as an exotic flavor.
It feels good to experience it once in a while.
It's just that Tang Mu sat at the dining table and ate like a normal person, which attracted the attention of many diners.
That is to say, it is Egypt now, not ancient Egypt.
Otherwise, given the character of the ancient Egyptians who were heavily addicted to cat-sucking, cats like Tom would be regarded as the incarnation of gods and worshiped high as soon as they appeared.
After finishing the meal, it was already evening.
After leaving the store, I saw that it was already dark outside.
Originally, Jackie Chan wanted to go back to the hotel to rest.
But Xiaoyu felt that it was still early and she was still very energetic, so she suggested walking around to see the night view of Cairo.
Xiaoyu said so, and Jackie Chan had no reason to go back to the hotel, so he took Xiaoyu and the others to wander around Cairo at night.
Although it was night, the traffic flow on the streets of Cairo did not decrease at all and was still flowing smoothly.
Tom Mu found that many people here were crossing the road directly.
I didn't walk on any zebra crossings or wait for traffic lights.

Basically, people gather in a group and pass directly.
At that time, drivers on the road will slow down or stop directly.
Jackie Chan and the others walked all the way to the east.
After stopping and walking, we finally arrived at Guli Palace.
The place was lit with orange lights and crowded with people. It looked very lively, and I couldn't help but attract Jackie Chan and the others who were wandering there.
A small stage was set up here, and there seemed to be some kind of performance.
Unfortunately, Tang Mu and Xiaoyu were not tall enough, and their sight was completely blocked by the crowd in front of them.
Even if you want to see it, you can't see it.
Tom curled his lips and took out two submarine periscopes. One for myself and one for Xiaoyu.
One person and one cat raised their periscopes and pointed them at the stage.
Suddenly I saw five men wearing white headscarves, green clothes and wide skirts dancing Sufi dance on the stage.
This is a Muslim Sufi dance.
Generally speaking, it is constant rotation, all kinds of rotation.
By rotating, their wide skirts form a giant circle.
It is said that by rotating, you can get closer to the horizon of Allah.
Tang Mu knows this Sophie Wu.
When I was in the main world, I once saw it on the Xiaopo Station.
The main reason is that the name of this dance is a bit special, and it is difficult for people to remember it.
Tang Mu and Xiaoyu are just like tourists.
I came here just for traveling.
In the foreign land of Egypt, I enjoyed watching the Muslim dance.
Jackie Chan seems much more boring.
He also watched the performance, but at the same time he was also observing the surrounding buildings and people.
My mind is filled with the history of Egypt.
As he watched, he suddenly saw a somewhat familiar man out of the corner of his eye.
This made Jackie Chan a little concerned. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes and turned his head to look over there.
Among the crowd off the stage, a middle-aged white man in his forties or fifties with a high nose and deep eyes, messy blond hair, stood there and looked up at the performance on the stage.
Jackie Chan knew this man. Although I had not seen him in person, I had seen his photos.
He is the British MuseumBoyan Patel, Director of the Museum of Egypt.
It's just that Jackie Chan is a little strange, Dr. Boyang is still in the UK.
As I said when we communicated on the phone before, because he still has a lot of preliminary preparation work, he will not arrive in Cairo until a week later.
But he was obviously already here at this time, so why did he lie?
"Um?"
Dr. Boyang seemed to feel that someone was looking at him, and turned his head in confusion.
Jackie Chan was startled, quickly turned his back, and pulled a man's turban over his head, trying to hide his face.
This action did not make Dr. Boyang notice Jackie Chan, but Jackie Chan's state at this time was slightly embarrassing.
The person whose turban was pulled off by Jackie Chan was an Arab man.
At this time, the two were very close to each other. Because they shared the same headscarf, they were almost face to face.
Jackie Chan looked at the bearded Arab man in front of him and couldn't help but smile awkwardly.
She silently returned the turban to him, and with a forced smile, she patted the man's head gently, trying to pretend that nothing happened.
"Haha, your headscarf is very beautiful, I just want to take a look."
Jackie Chan put his hands behind his back, grinned his big white teeth, and silently took two steps back.
It can be seen that Jackie Chan wants to settle the matter.
But the Arab man obviously didn't think so.
He only felt that he had been greatly offended.
Suddenly he narrowed his eyes dangerously and snorted coldly.
"Hehe, brother, your robe is also very beautiful. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
As Jackie Chan spoke, he started to move backwards.
He had a keen sense that something was wrong.
"Ah!"
The Arab man suddenly roared.
A group of the man's companions around him all turned their heads and turned their attention to Jackie Chan, who had a forced smile on his face.
The next second, Jackie Chan turned around and ran. As he ran, he did not forget to shout to Tom Mu and the others: "Tom! Xiaoyu! Don't stay out for too long! Remember to go back to the hotel early!"
I heard Jackie Chan's cry.
Tang Mu and Xiaoyu, who were still concentrating on watching the performance, couldn't help but turn their heads and suddenly saw Jackie Chan running away.
Behind him were a group of Egyptian men who were shouting and killing.
"What's going on here?"
Xiaoyu was also confused when she looked at Jackie Chan who was running away.
Tom Mu didn't know what was going on, so he could only shrug his shoulders and spread his hands, tilting his head to show that he didn't know.
However, looking at Jackie Chan being chased by a group of people, it doesn't feel inconsistent at all.
No matter when and where he is being chased by a large group of people, it feels normal.
Seeing Jackie Chan running further and further away shouting "bad luck, bad luck, bad luck", Tang Mu didn't have anything to worry about.
Anyway, with his strength, he won't encounter any trouble.
It's more than enough to protect yourself when facing the devil, let alone a group of ordinary people.
"That man looks a bit familiar..."
Dr. Boyang also looked at Jackie Chan's running back, feeling like he had seen it somewhere before.
But it was just a glimpse just now, and I really can't remember anything.
Ever since, Dr. Boyang stopped thinking about it. It had no impact anyway.
"Jingle Bell".
At this moment, Dr. Boyang's cell phone rang with a very retro ringtone.
He seemed to be waiting for this call. After the ringing, he took out his mobile phone and left the crowd watching the performance.
"How's it going? Is there any news about Hamnata?"
As Dr. Boyan walked, he suppressed his excitement and asked questions.
"We have some clues here. We found a deserter from the French Foreign Legion from Thebes. He said that he had been to Hamna Tower before, but he needed us to pay him a fee as a guide."
Listening to the voice coming from the other end of the phone, Dr. Boyan nodded. Waiting for him to speak, he continued: "Yes, as long as we can find the true location of the legendary City of the Dead and Hamna Tower."
"Okay, Doctor, then I know what to do."
The person on the phone was silent for a while, seeming to be a little confused, and then asked again: "Doctor, if we find Hamna Tower, are we going to arrange this archaeological activity at Hamna Tower?"
Hearing this, Dr. Boyan chuckled: "How is that possible? Hamna Tower is the truly important treasure, and we must not let more people know about it."
"Although the ruins we found in Aswan are good, they can't be compared with the Hamna Tower. It is just an add-on, used to distract the attention of the guys in the Louvre."
"How much money can you make from archeology? If you want to make a fortune, you still have to find real treasures. And if my information is correct, there is a treasure I dream of in the Hamna Tower."
The other end of the phone became interested: "What treasure?"
"You don't need to know this. Do you still want to graduate with full credits?"
Dr. Boyan was a little dissatisfied.
The sound on the phone suddenly went silent again.