“Herr Silber—arrested for conspiracy, illegal data access, and attempted kidnapping,” the officer announced.
“The warning said not to trust you,” Tintin said flatly. “What’s really in that PDF, Herr Silber? Or should I call you by your real name…?” Tintin In Switzerland Pdf
“Professor Calculus! And you brought a friend,” Herr Silber said, his smile as cold as the glacier wind. “The famous Tintin. How… inconvenient.” Or should I call you by your real name…
“Yes, from the ‘Helvetic Credit Union.’ Very helpful! He’s meeting us at the pass tonight!” How… inconvenient
Tintin looked at Snowy. The wire fox terrier growled low in his throat. Woof.
"Professor Calculus is in danger. He is following the map of the 'Grimsel Gnome.' The truth is not in the earth—it is in the PDF. Find the file 'Bern_1945_Redacted.pdf' on the Federal Archives server. Password: EIDGENOSSE. Do not trust the banker."
“Nonsense! The map is real! I found a reference to it in a… well, a confidential PDF from the Bern archives. A charming fellow named Herr Silber gave me the password. ‘EIDGENOSSE,’ or something.”