danbrown.angels&demons-第79部分

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　Langdon's　first　thought　was　for　the　Great　Seal　on　the　one…dollar　bill…the　triangle　containing　the　all…seeing　eye。　But　it　didn't　make　sense。　He　had　marked　only　three　points。　There　were　supposed　to　be　four　in　all。
　So　where　the　hell　is　Water？　Langdon　knew　that　anywhere　he　placed　the　fourth　point；　the　triangle　would　be　destroyed。　The　only　option　to　retain　the　symmetry　was　to　place　the　fourth　marker　inside　the　triangle；　at　the　center。　He　looked　at　the　spot　on　the　map。　Nothing。　The　idea　bothered　him　anyway。　The　four　elements　of　science　were　considered　equal。　Water　was　not　special；　Water　would　not　be　at　the　center　of　the　others。
　Still；　his　instinct　told　him　the　systematic　arrangement　could　not　possibly　be　accidental。　I'm　not　yet　seeing　the　whole　picture。　There　was　only　one　alternative。　The　four　points　did　not　make　a　triangle；　they　made　some　other　shape。
　Langdon　looked　at　the　map。　A　square；　perhaps？　Although　a　square　made　no　symbolic　sense；　squares　were　symmetrical　at　least。　Langdon　put　his　finger　on　the　map　at　one　of　the　points　that　would　turn　the　triangle　into　a　square。　He　saw　immediately　that　a　perfect　square　was　impossible。　The　angles　of　the　original　triangle　were　oblique　and　created　more　of　a　distorted　quadrilateral。
　As　he　studied　the　other　possible　points　around　the　triangle；　something　unexpected　happened。　He　noticed　that　the　line　he　had　drawn　earlier　to　indicate　the　direction　of　the　angel's　spear　passed　perfectly　through　one　of　the　possibilities。　Stupefied；　Langdon　circled　that　point。　He　was　now　looking　at　four　ink　marks　on　the　map；　arranged　in　somewhat　of　an　awkward；　kitelike　diamond。　
　He　frowned。　Diamonds　were　not　an　Illuminati　symbol　either。　He　paused。　Then　again　。　。　。　
　For　an　instant　Langdon　flashed　on　the　famed　Illuminati　Diamond。　The　thought；　of　course；　was　ridiculous。　He　dismissed　it。　Besides；　this　diamond　was　oblong…like　a　kite…hardly　an　example　of　the　flawless　symmetry　for　which　the　Illuminati　Diamond　was　revered。
　When　he　leaned　in　to　examine　where　he　had　placed　the　final　mark；　Langdon　was　surprised　to　find　that　the　fourth　point　lay　dead　center　of　Rome's　famed　Piazza　Navona。　He　knew　the　piazza　contained　a　major　church；　but　he　had　already　traced　his　finger　through　that　piazza　and　considered　the　church　there。　To　the　best　of　his　knowledge　it　contained　no　Bernini　works。　The　church　was　called　Saint　Agnes　in　Agony；　named　for　St。　Agnes；　a　ravishing　teenage　virgin　banished　to　a　life　of　sexual　slavery　for　refusing　to　renounce　her　faith。　
　There　must　be　something　in　that　church！　Langdon　racked　his　brain；　picturing　the　inside　of　the　church。　He　could　think　of　no　Bernini　works　at　all　inside；　much　less　anything　to　do　with　water。　The　arrangement　on　the　map　was　bothering　him　too。　A　diamond。　It　was　far　too　accurate　to　be　coincidence；　but　it　was　not　accurate　enough　to　make　any　sense。　A　kite？　Langdon　wondered　if　he　had　chosen　the　wrong　point。　What　am　I　missing！　
　The　answer　took　another　thirty　seconds　to　hit　him；　but　when　it　did；　Langdon　felt　an　exhilaration　like　nothing　he　had　ever　experienced　in　his　academic　career。　
　The　Illuminati　genius；　it　seemed；　would　never　cease。
　The　shape　he　was　looking　at　was　not　intended　as　a　diamond　at　all。　The　four　points　only　formed　a　diamond　because　Langdon　had　connected　adjacent　points。　The　Illuminati　believe　in　opposites！　Connecting　opposite　vertices　with　his　pen；　Langdon's　fingers　were　trembling。　There　before　him　on　the　map　was　a　giant　cruciform。　It's　a　cross！　The　four　elements　of　science　unfolded　before　his　eyes　。　。　。　sprawled　across　Rome　in　an　enormous；　city…wide　cross。　
　As　he　stared　in　wonder；　a　line　of　poetry　rang　in　his　mind　。　。　。　like　an　old　friend　with　a　new　face。
　'Cross　Rome　the　mystic　elements　unfold　。　。　。　
　'Cross　Rome　。　。　。　
　The　fog　began　to　clear。　Langdon　saw　that　the　answer　had　been　in　front　of　him　all　night！　The　Illuminati　poem　had　been　telling　him　how　the　altars　were　laid　out。　A　cross！　
　'Cross　Rome　the　mystic　elements　unfold！　
　It　was　cunning　wordplay。　Langdon　had　originally　read　the　word　'Cross　as　an　abbreviation　of　Across。　He　assumed　it　was　poetic　license　intended　to　retain　the　meter　of　the　poem。　But　it　was　so　much　more　than　that！　Another　hidden　clue。
　The　cruciform　on　the　map；　Langdon　realized；　was　the　ultimate　Illuminati　duality。　It　was　a　religious　symbol　formed　by　elements　of　science。　Galileo's　path　of　Illumination　was　a　tribute　to　both　science　and　God！
　The　rest　of　the　puzzle　fell　into　place　almost　immediately。　
　Piazza　Navona。　
　Dead　center　of　Piazza　Navona；　outside　the　church　of　St。　Agnes　in　Agony；　Bernini　had　forged　one　of　his　most　celebrated　sculptures。　Everyone　who　came　to　Rome　went　to　see　it。　
　The　Fountain　of　the　Four　Rivers！　
　A　flawless　tribute　to　water；　Bernini's　Fountain　of　the　Four　Rivers　glorified　the　four　major　rivers　of　the　Old　World…The　Nile；　Ganges；　Danube；　and　Rio　Plata。　
　Water；　Langdon　thought。　The　final　marker。　It　was　perfect。　
　And　even　more　perfect；　Langdon　realized；　the　cherry　on　the　cake；　was　that　high　atop　Bernini's　fountain　stood　a　towering　obelisk。
　
　Leaving　confused　firemen　in　his　wake；　Langdon　ran　across　the　church　in　the　direction　of　Olivetti's　lifeless　body。
　10：31　P。M。；　he　thought。　Plenty　of　time。　It　was　the　first　instant　all　day　that　Langdon　felt　ahead　of　the　game。　
　Kneeling　beside　Olivetti；　out　of　sight　behind　some　pews；　Langdon　discreetly　took　possession　of　the　mander's　semiautomatic　and　walkie…talkie。　Langdon　knew　he　would　call　for　help；　but　this　was　not　the　place　to　do　it。　The　final　altar　of　science　needed　to　remain　a　secret　for　now。　The　media　and　fire　department　racing　with　sirens　blaring　to　Piazza　Navona　would　be　no　help　at　all。
　Without　a　word；　Langdon　slipped　out　the　door　and　skirted　the　press；　who　were　now　entering　the　church　in　droves。　He　crossed　Piazza　Barberini。　In　the　shadows　he　turned　on　the　walkie…talkie。　He　tried　to　hail　Vatican　City　but　heard　nothing　but　static。　He　was　either　out　of　range　or　the　transmitter　needed　some　kind　of　authorization　code。　Langdon　adjusted　the　plex　dials　and　buttons　to　no　avail。　Abruptly；　he　realized　his　plan　to　get　help　was　not　going　to　work。　He　spun；　looking　for　a　pay　phone。　None。　Vatican　circuits　were　jammed　anyway。　
　He　was　alone。
　Feeling　his　initial　surge　of　confidence　decay；　Langdon　stood　a　moment　and　took　stock　of　his　pitiful　state…covered　in　bone　dust；　cut；　deliriously　exhausted；　and　hungry。
　Langdon　glanced　back　at　the　church。　Smoke　spiraled　over　the　cupola；　lit　by　the　media　lights　and　fire　trucks。　He　wondered　if　he　should　go　back　and　get　help。　Instinct　warned　him　however　that　extra　help；　especially　untrained　help；　would　be　nothing　but　a　liability。　If　the　Hassassin　sees　us　ing　。　。　。　He　thought　of　Vittoria　and　knew　this　would　be　his　final　chance　to　face　her　captor。
　Piazza　Navona；　he　thought；　knowing　he　could　get　there　in　plenty　of　time　and　stake　it　out。　He　scanned　the　area　for　a　taxi；　but　the　streets　were　almost　entirely　deserted。　Even　the　taxi　drivers；　it　seemed；　had　dropped　everything　to　find　a　television。　Piazza　Navona　was　only　about　a　mile　away；　but　Langdon　had　no　intention　of　wasting　precious　energy　on　foot。　He　glanced　back　at　the　church；　wondering　if　he　could　borrow　a　vehicle　from　someone。　
　A　fire　truck？　A　press　van？　Be　serious。　
　Sensing　options　and　minutes　slipping　away；　Langdon　made　his　decision。　Pulling　the　gun　from　his　pocket；　he　mitted　an　act　so　out　of　character　that　he　suspected　his　soul　must　now　be　possessed。　Running　over　to　a　lone　Citroлn　sedan　idling　at　a　stoplight；　Langdon　pointed　the　weapon　through　the　driver's　open　window。　〃Fuori！〃　he　yelled。
　The　trembling　man　got　out。　
　Langdon　jumped　behind　the　wheel　and　hit　the　gas。
　
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　Gunther　Glick　sat　on　a　bench　in　a　holding　tank　inside　the　office　of　the　Swiss　Guard。　He　prayed　to　every　god　he　could　think　of。　Please　let　this　NOT　be　a　dream。　It　had　been　the　scoop　of　his　life。　The　scoop　of　anyone's　life。　Every　reporter　on　earth　wished　he　were　Glick　right　now。　You　are　awake；　he　told　himself。　And　you　are　a　star。　Dan　Rather　is　crying　right　now。　
　Macri　was　beside　him；　looking　a　little　bit　stunned。　Glick　didn't　blame　her。　In　addition　to　exclusively　broadcasting　the　camerlegno's　address；　she　and　Glick　had　provided　the　world　with　gruesome　photos　of　t