The Da Vinci Code: The Da Vinci Sets Page #3

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was my grandfather.

Apparently, it was his dying wish

that we meet.

If you help me understand why...

...I will get you to your embassy,

where we cannot arrest you.

Fache was never gonna let me

just stroll out of here, was he?

No.

If we are to get away from here,

we must find another way.

What exactly do you propose?

Saunire was reading his book.

"Blood trail."

Excuse me, captain.

We have a problem.

Headquarters didn't send

Sophie Neveu.

What?

Captain, look at this.

He jumped!

Sh*t.

He's moving again. And fast.

He must be in a car.

He's going south

on Pont du Carrousel.

Bastard.

That cop will check

the whole lower floor.

I will only take a moment.

Of course.

He is much older than I remember.

I hadn't seen or spoken to him

in a very long time.

He phoned my office today.

Several times.

He said it was a matter

of life and death.

I thought it was another trick

to get back in touch.

It seems when

he couldn't speak to me...

...he reached out to you.

- Wait a minute.

- Professor?

This is wrong.

Yeah. See? This is wrong.

The Fibonacci numbers only

make sense when they're in order.

These are scrambled.

If he was trying to reach out,

maybe he was doing it in code.

Would you hold this, please?

This phrase is meaningless.

Unless you assume these letters

are out of order too.

An anagram.

You have eidetic memory?

Not quite. But I can pretty much

remember what I see.

Anagram is right.

"O, Draconian devil. Oh, lame saint"

becomes:

"Leonardo da Vinci.

The Mona Lisa."

Professor, the Mona Lisa

is right over here.

Look at this. He must have

thrown it from the window.

Smart to hit the truck.

What, you admire him now?

We're stupid.

Who did we leave at the museum?

Ledoux? Get him on the radio!

Her smile is in

the lower spatial frequencies.

The horizon is significantly lower

on the left than it is on the right.

Why?

Well, see, she appears larger

from the left than on the right.

Historically, the left was female,

the right was male.

There. Blood.

Hey.

"So dark the con of man."

No. It doesn't say that.

Is it another anagram?

Can you break it?

Professor, hurry. Hurry!

Moon. Sermon. Charms.

Demons. Omens. Codes.

Monks. Ranks. Rocks.

Madonna of the Rocks.

Da Vinci.

Careful. Careful.

This can't be this. The fleur-de-lis.

It was Saunire's.

I remember finding it once

when I was a girl.

He'd promised

he'd give it to me one day.

Have you ever heard

those words before, Sophie?

"So dark the con of man"?

No. Have you?

When you were a child, were you

aware of any secret gatherings?

Anything ritualistic in nature?

Meetings your grandfather

would've wanted kept secret?

Was there ever any talk of something

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