"Dixon, Franklin W - Hardy Boys 043 - The Mystery Of The Aztec Warrior" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dixon Franklin W)

"Hmmm!" said the detective, after seeing it. "I believe this is an excellent lead. The man in the picture may well be the one Mr Moore referred to as the Aztec warrior."

"And is the rightful owner of the property we can't find," Mr Weaver added.

"Who is he?" Frank asked. "Roberto Hermosa or someone else?"

"I'm sure this settles one thing," Joe spoke up, "and that is, the person we're trying to find is definitely in Mexico."

Mr Hardy smiled. "Come now, Joe. Don't jump to conclusions. It does seem likely the man is in Mexico, but he might only have been visiting there too."

Mr Weaver pointed out that even if this were the man they were looking for, there was nothing in the picture to indicate what the property was which should be returned to him.

"What I can't understand," the lawyer added, "is why Mr Moore put this whole stipulation in his will without giving the name of the owner."

"And why hold up payments to the beneficiaries until the mystery is solved?" Mr Hardy asked.

Frank remarked, "Mr Moore might have been trying to protect both the owner and his possession for some special reason."

"You have a point there," said Mr Weaver. "But what was the reason?"

"If it's something very valuable," Joe remarked, "Mr Moore may have been trying to keep thieves from knowing about the Aztec warrior object."

"Then we'd better watch our step," Mr Hardy commented.

The hunt for clues proceeded. The men went on with their search among the letters, and the boys continued to look at slide after slide. Then they came across a picture of the mysterious man alongside a tremendous tree. Printed on the slide were the words: TULE TREE AT MITLA.

"Wow! I never saw such a big tree trunk!" Joe exclaimed.

A few minutes later they came to another picture, this time marked: ZOCALO AT TAXCO.

"Here's our friend again!" said Frank, as the familiar figure was shown on the screen.

When Mr Hardy and Mr Weaver returned to the room, the boys showed them the two slides.

The detective rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I feel pretty sure we'll find the man in these pictures in Mexico."

Frank and Joe watched their father's face as he gazed off into space. What was going through his mind? Suddenly he turned to his sons. "Boys, I believe that you and I had better divide up work on this case. I can't get away from here just now because of other commitments. How about you fellows going to Mexico and seeing if you can locate Roberto Hermosa?"

Joe grinned. "I could be ready to leave in an hour," he said. "And boy, what a trip!"

"You just buy my plane ticket, Dad," said Frank, "and I'll be on my way!"

Mr Hardy smiled. "It won't be that easy. There's a ruling against teenagers going around Mexico without an adult. I'll have to arrange for special passes for two young detectives on a worthwhile mission."

As Mr Hardy stopped speaking, Mr Weaver clapped him on the shoulder. "Fenton, that's a brilliant idea. You and I will keep on hunting round here for the Aztec warrior property. It will be a race to see which half of this team comes out ahead."
Mr Hardy laughed, then said to Frank and Joe, "How would you like to take Chet Morton along?"

"You mean it!" the boys exclaimed together.

Their father nodded. "He'll hold you down if you get too fool-HARDY!"