danbrown.angels&demons-第58部分
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72
Langdon swung off the scaffolding and dropped back to the ground。 He brushed the plaster dust from his clothes。 Vittoria was there to greet him。
〃No luck？〃 she said。
He shook his head。
〃They put the cardinal in the trunk。〃
Langdon looked over to the parked car where Olivetti and a group of soldiers now had a map spread out on the hood。 〃Are they looking southwest？〃
She nodded。 〃No churches。 From here the first one you hit is St。 Peter's。〃
Langdon grunted。 At least they were in agreement。 He moved toward Olivetti。 The soldiers parted to let him through。
Olivetti looked up。 〃Nothing。 But this doesn't show every last church。 Just the big ones。 About fifty of them。〃
〃Where are we？〃 Langdon asked。
Olivetti pointed to Piazza del Popolo and traced a straight line exactly southwest。 The line missed； by a substantial margin； the cluster of black squares indicating Rome's major churches。 Unfortunately； Rome's major churches were also Rome's older churches 。 。 。 those that would have been around in the 1600s。
〃I've got some decisions to make；〃 Olivetti said。 〃Are you certain of the direction？〃
Langdon pictured the angel's outstretched finger； the urgency rising in him again。 〃Yes； sir。 Positive。〃
Olivetti shrugged and traced the straight line again。 The path intersected the Margherita Bridge； Via Cola di Riezo； and passed through Piazza del Risorgimento； hitting no churches at all until it dead…ended abruptly at the center of St。 Peter's Square。
〃What's wrong with St。 Peter's？〃 one of the soldiers said。 He had a deep scar under his left eye。 〃It's a church。〃
Langdon shook his head。 〃Needs to be a public place。 Hardly seems public at the moment。〃
〃But the line goes through St。 Peter's Square；〃 Vittoria added； looking over Langdon's shoulder。 〃The square is public。〃
Langdon had already considered it。 〃No statues； though。〃
〃Isn't there a monolith in the middle？〃
She was right。 There was an Egyptian monolith in St。 Peter's Square。 Langdon looked out at the monolith in the piazza in front of them。 The lofty pyramid。 An odd coincidence； he thought。 He shook it off。 〃The Vatican's monolith is not by Bernini。 It was brought in by Caligula。 And it has nothing to do with Air。〃 There was another problem as well。 〃Besides； the poem says the elements are spread across Rome。 St。 Peter's Square is in Vatican City。 Not Rome。〃
〃Depends who you ask；〃 a guard interjected。
Langdon looked up。 〃What？〃
〃Always a bone of contention。 Most maps show St。 Peter's Square as part of Vatican City； but because it's outside the walled city； Roman officials for centuries have claimed it as part of Rome。〃
〃You're kidding；〃 Langdon said。 He had never known that。
〃I only mention it；〃 the guard continued； 〃because mander Olivetti and Ms。 Vetra were asking about a sculpture that had to do with Air。〃
Langdon was wide…eyed。 〃And you know of one in St。 Peter's Square？〃
〃Not exactly。 It's not really a sculpture。 Probably not relevant。〃
〃Let's hear it；〃 Olivetti pressed。
The guard shrugged。 〃The only reason I know about it is because I'm usually on piazza duty。 I know every corner of St。 Peter's Square。〃
〃The sculpture；〃 Langdon urged。 〃What does it look like？〃 Langdon was starting to wonder if the Illuminati could really have been gutsy enough to position their second marker right outside St。 Peter's Church。
〃I patrol past it every day；〃 the guard said。 〃It's in the center； directly where that line is pointing。 That's what made me think of it。 As I said； it's not really a sculpture。 It's more of a 。 。 。 block。〃
Olivetti looked mad。 〃A block？〃
〃Yes； sir。 A marble block embedded in the square。 At the base of the monolith。 But the block is not a rectangle。 It's an ellipse。 And the block is carved with the image of a billowing gust of wind。〃 He paused。 〃Air； I suppose； if you wanted to get scientific about it。〃
Langdon stared at the young soldier in amazement。 〃A relief！〃 he exclaimed suddenly。
Everyone looked at him。
〃Relief；〃 Langdon said； 〃is the other half of sculpture！〃 Sculpture is the art of shaping figures in the round and also in relief。 He had written the definition on chalkboards for years。 Reliefs were essentially two…dimensional sculptures； like Abraham Lincoln's profile on the penny。 Bernini's Chigi Chapel medallions were another perfect example。
〃Bassorelievo？〃 the guard asked； using the Italian art term。
〃Yes！ Bas…relief！〃 Langdon rapped his knuckles on the hood。 〃I wasn't thinking in those terms！ That tile you're talking about in St。 Peter's Square is called the West Ponente…the West Wind。 It's also known as Respiro di Dio。〃
〃Breath of God？〃
〃Yes！ Air！ And it was carved and put there by the original architect！〃
Vittoria looked confused。 〃But I thought Michelangelo designed St。 Peter's。〃
〃Yes； the basilica！〃 Langdon exclaimed； triumph in his voice。 〃But St。 Peter's Square was designed by Bernini！〃
As the caravan of Alpha Romeos tore out of Piazza del Popolo； everyone was in too much of a hurry to notice the BBC van pulling out behind them。
73
Gunther Glick floored the BBC van's accelerator and swerved through traffic as he tailed the four speeding Alpha Romeos across the Tiber River on Ponte Margherita。 Normally Glick would have made an effort to maintain an inconspicuous distance； but today he could barely keep up。 These guys were flying。
Macri sat in her work area in the back of the van finishing a phone call with London。 She hung up and yelled to Glick over the sound of the traffic。 〃You want the good news or bad news？〃
Glick frowned。 Nothing was ever simple when dealing with the home office。 〃Bad news。〃
〃Editorial is burned we abandoned our post。〃
〃Surprise。〃
〃They also think your tipster is a fraud。〃
〃Of course。〃
〃And the boss just warned me that you're a few crumpets short of a proper tea。〃
Glick scowled。 〃Great。 And the good news？〃
〃They agreed to look at the footage we just shot。〃
Glick felt his scowl soften into a grin。 I guess we'll see who's short a few crumpets。 〃So fire it off。〃
〃Can't transmit until we stop and get a fixed cell read。〃
Glick gunned the van onto Via Cola di Rienzo。 〃Can't stop now。〃 He tailed the Alpha Romeos through a hard left swerve around Piazza Risorgimento。
Macri held on to her puter gear in back as everything slid。 〃Break my transmitter；〃 she warned； 〃and we'll have to walk this footage to London。〃
〃Sit tight； love。 Something tells me we're almost there。〃
Macri looked up。 〃Where？〃
Glick gazed out at the familiar dome now looming directly in front of them。 He smiled。 〃Right back where we started。〃
The four Alpha Romeos slipped deftly into traffic surrounding St。 Peter's Square。 They split up and spread out along the piazza perimeter； quietly unloading men at select points。 The debarking guards moved into the throng of tourists and media vans on the edge of the square and instantly became invisible。 Some of the guards entered the forest of pillars enpassing the colonnade。 They too seemed to evaporate into the surroundings。 As Langdon watched through the windshield； he sensed a noose tightening around St。 Peter's。
In addition to the men Olivetti had just dispatched； the mander had radioed ahead to the Vatican and sent additional undercover guards to the center where Bernini's West Ponente was located。 As Langdon looked out at the wide…open spaces of St。 Peter's Square； a familiar question nagged。 How does the Illuminati assassin plan to get away with this？ How will he get a cardinal through all these people and kill him in plain view？ Langdon checked his Mickey Mouse watch。 It was 8：54 P。M。 Six minutes。
In the front seat； Olivetti turned and faced Langdon and Vittoria。 〃I want you two right on top of this Bernini brick or block or whatever the hell it is。 Same drill。 You're tourists。 Use the phone if you see anything。〃
Before Langdon could respond； Vittoria had his hand and was pulling him out of the car。
The springtime sun was setting behind St。 Peter's Basilica； and a massive shadow spread； engulfing the piazza。 Langdon felt an ominous chill as he and Vittoria moved into the cool； black umbra。 Snaking through the crowd； Lang
