90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 141: Accusation

At the conference, after the voice of the white old man fell, the archaeologists from the seven countries started talking again.

"Holmes seems to be really angry." Someone said, his face looked good.

Next to him, someone immediately answered, "One is the most famous archaeologist in the U.S., and the other is the most mysterious Professor Ye who has never been seen in the major newspapers. This is interesting."

"He is Professor Ye or not is yet to be decided, right? Anyway, I don't believe that Professor Ye who has been active for so many years will be so young." A Chinese archaeologist with a bit of jealousy in his eyes spoke and shook his head again and again.

"I am more optimistic about Holmes. He is 86 years old. He has received too much honor. He can be regarded as a leader in our archaeological world. His qualifications are impeccable and he is also one of the core members of this exploration."

"Yeah, I feel that there is someone working behind this! You know, from the very beginning, Holmes was the appointed leader of the pyramid exploration, but this morning, the Egyptian side was temporarily replaced by Professor Ye instead."

"I don't know what Egypt means, Mr. Holmes is not only an archeologist, he is also an anthropologist, a geologist, and he is also the director of the National Museum and even the geological survey commissioner of the United States."

"In the end, it's because this person is too young!"

"Even if it's really not Ye Bei, somehow it's better to get an older one, don't you think so? It's better now, they thought of such a good idea to get such a young man with such a bad attitude. It's considered pretty good that Mr. Holmes didn't directly hit people. "

"Hey, do you think this boy has a big family behind?"

Countless archaeologists at the scene were all talking in low voices.

From these sounds, it was not difficult to tell that the vast majority of people supported Holmes.

As for Ye Bei, in the eyes of these archaeologists, he was just a boy, a substitute that Egypt bought at will, or someone who relied on power to get gilded.

On the podium, after seeing these reactions, Holmes still looked very angry, but he was completely proud, "Humph, no matter what background this guy has, or he is really Professor Ye or not, we have to drive him away, this time the leader, besides me, who else is qualified?"

At the same time, that pair of angry eyes stared at Ye Bei.

However, when his eyes stared at Ye Bei, there was always an uneasy feeling breeding inside him.

In front of him, the teenager sitting in the middle of the rostrum was too calm.

That pair of hands placed on the podium at will.

The skin was fair, without any dead skin.

That long black hair, clearly without wind, but seemed to be dancing constantly.

His complexion was very calm from beginning to end, and there was no fluctuation at all because of the surrounding words.

Especially those eyes, indifferent, deep, completely invisible.

"What kind of person is this guy? This kind of temperament is not what such a young person should have. Even the elites cultivated in a big family since childhood will not be like this." Holmes secretly said to himself.

The angry look quietly changed, revealing unnoticeable alarm.

A layer of sweat appeared on his forehead at some point.

When the scene was chaotic and countless people were questioning...

Ye Bei, who was sitting in the middle of the rostrum, began to speak, "If someone does not want to participate, just go out. After all, to decrypt the secrets of the pyramid, not everyone can participate. Anyone who goes out should take the so-called dignity with him and never come in again."

The cold yet weak voice sounded. 

It stands to reason that the scene was so chaotic and noisy, so his voice should not be heard by many people.

But

The weird thing was when he said this.

In this conference center, every archaeology professor could hear clearly.

However, those professors, relying on their qualifications, obviously did not intend to give Ye Bei's face.

"Hey, you let me go? The pyramid is decrypted, but the seven countries are united, let alone you who are not Professor Ye, even if it is really him, he is not qualified to say such things." A Chinese expert blustered resentfully.

"Oh! God, this is probably the most arrogant guy I have ever seen. Only solar power can compare with him." A British archaeologist added with sarcasm.

"I'm not going to leave. I want to see how this guy who is all disguised will pretend next."

The sound was still haywire and noisy.

Holmes, who was standing next to Ye Bei, had become increasingly ugly, and the trace of fear deep in his heart made him very unhappy.

His eyes shone slightly, and he seemed to think of a very good way.

Immediately he moved his gaze away from Ye Bei. He turned around and faced the professors who were constantly attacking the scene...

He lifted his hand and pressed down.

The scene gradually became quiet.

After all, in the eyes of those people, Holmes' face was still to be given, and at the same time, they also wanted to hear what Holmes would say.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as an experienced archaeologist, I want to apologize for the words and deeds just now, because of what Professor Ye said, I think everyone should try to give him a meeting! In this way, since he is Professor Ye, he will definitely understand the pyramid. As the host of the meeting, I think it is necessary to let him speak a few words first."

When he said this, Holmes looked meaningful.

The meaning was simple: he wanted to make Ye Bei embarrassed.

Although Ye Bei looked mysterious and he couldn't figure it out, Holmes was absolutely sure that he was definitely not Professor Ye.

The archaeologists who got up listened to him, and then sat back on their chairs.

And looked at Ye Bei again one by one.

The eyes were full of sarcasm and ridicule...

The scene was strangely quiet.

Obviously, these people all agreed with Holmes' proposal.

On the rostrum, in the middle, Ye Bei sat calmly...

For the current situation, he didn't care at all.

When everyone was quiet, Ye Bei didn't speak, but just gently lifted his left hand on the rostrum, and a golden key appeared on it casually.

Many people were surprised when they saw it.

But in the next moment, a golden light was suddenly released from the golden key.

The light illuminated the entire tent transparently.

That light reflected on the faces of every archaeologist...

The archaeologists who were holding sneer expressions were all dull on the spot, with their mouths open.

Those eyes were all hot. 

Looking at the golden key, it was like seeing the greatest treasure in the world.

"The key to the Pyramid of Khufu is here!"

At the same time, Ye Bei's faint voice floated out again, and every archaeologist could hear it very clearly.