The matter at the Pyramid Museum spread at breakneck speed, an explosion of gossip.
After all, many people had been involved that day—police officers, doctors, nurses, museum staff, and low-level government personnel. Quite a few of them had no sense of confidentiality whatsoever.
Especially when it was this sort of hearsay, steeped in an air of mystery.
As long as it had nothing to do with them and the world had not undergone some earth-shaking change, everyone possessed an innate curiosity toward such mysterious incidents.
Thus, all manner of wildly exaggerated mysterious legends, true or false, spread through Cairo's social circles overnight.
But that was merely gossip among the public.
On the official level, the police department joined forces with the hospital and government intelligence agencies the next day to produce a comprehensive investigation report.
Although they could not determine whether the curse was real, the cultural relic thieves had all told the truth. However, according to the hospital examinations, they had merely been frightened and had no actual problems.
Or rather, at least Cairo's hospitals had found no problems.
The museum also issued documents proving that none of the exhibits in the museum had shown any signs of having been moved the previous day.
Then... what exactly was going on?
Was it truly a curse? Or some kind of Illusion Technique? Or an illusion created through drugs and the environment, like that old man in the mountains?
No matter what, they would know once they went to take a look!
With all kinds of modern advanced technology, so long as even the slightest trace remained at the scene, they believed they would certainly uncover the truth.
Thus, that very afternoon, the Pyramid Museum received more than a dozen applications for cooperative research, all from renowned history and archaeology experts