Tintin - In Switzerland Pdf

High in the Swiss Alps, the Grimsel Pass was swallowed by a moonless night. The only light came from a black limousine idling on the icy road. A gaunt man in a pinstripe suit—Herr Silber—stood waiting. Beside him were two hulking bodyguards.

“Ah, Tintin! My boy! I’ve discovered it!” Calculus exclaimed, brandishing a rolled-up parchment. “The lost gold of the Swiss National Bank! Hidden by a gnome—a literal gnome, according to the legend—in the Grimsel Pass in 1945!” Tintin In Switzerland Pdf

“The only gnome, Professor,” Tintin said, smiling, “is the one you invented. The real treasure was the truth in that PDF—the names of the criminals. Snowy and I just had to make sure you didn’t dig up the wrong thing.” High in the Swiss Alps, the Grimsel Pass

Tintin looked at Snowy. The wire fox terrier growled low in his throat. Woof. Beside him were two hulking bodyguards

“Professor, I got a warning. Someone said this is a trap.”

“Professor Calculus! And you brought a friend,” Herr Silber said, his smile as cold as the glacier wind. “The famous Tintin. How… inconvenient.”