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Langdon
knelt
down
farther
to
see
the
pen
’
s
label
.
STYLO
DE
LUMIERE
NOIRE
.
He
glanced
up
in
surprise
.
The
black
-
light
pen
or
watermark
stylus
was
a
specialized
felt
-
tipped
marker
originally
designed
by
museums
,
restorers
,
and
forgery
police
to
place
invisible
marks
on
items
.
The
stylus
wrote
in
a
noncorrosive
,
alcohol
-
based
fluorescent
ink
that
was
visible
only
under
black
light
.
Nowadays
,
museum
maintenance
staffs
carried
these
markers
on
their
daily
rounds
to
place
invisible
»
tick
marks
»
on
the
frames
of
paintings
that
needed
restoration
.
As
Langdon
stood
up
,
Fache
walked
over
to
the
spotlight
and
turned
it
off
.
The
gallery
plunged
into
sudden
darkness
.
Momentarily
blinded
,
Langdon
felt
a
rising
uncertainty
.
Fache
’
s
silhouette
appeared
,
illuminated
in
bright
purple
.
He
approached
carrying
a
portable
light
source
,
which
shrouded
him
in
a
violet
haze
.
«
As
you
may
know
,
»
Fache
said
,
his
eyes
luminescing
in
the
violet
glow
,
»
police
use
black
-
light
illumination
to
search
crime
scenes
for
blood
and
other
forensic
evidence
.
So
you
can
imagine
our
surprise
…
»
Abruptly
,
he
pointed
the
light
down
at
the
corpse
.
Langdon
looked
down
and
jumped
back
in
shock
.
His
heart
pounded
as
he
took
in
the
bizarre
sight
now
glowing
before
him
on
the
parquet
floor
.
Scrawled
in
luminescent
handwriting
,
the
curator
’
s
final
words
glowed
purple
beside
his
corpse
.
As
Langdon
stared
at
the
shimmering
text
,
he
felt
the
fog
that
had
surrounded
this
entire
night
growing
thicker
.
Langdon
read
the
message
again
and
looked
up
at
Fache
.
«
What
the
hell
does
this
mean
!
»
Fache
’
s
eyes
shone
white
.
«
That
,
monsieur
,
is
precisely
the
question
you
are
here
to
answer
»
Not
far
away
,
inside
Saunière
’
s
office
,
Lieutenant
Collet
had
returned
to
the
Louvre
and
was
huddled
over
an
audio
console
set
up
on
the
curator
’
s
enormous
desk
.
With
the
exception
of
the
eerie
,
robot
-
like
doll
of
a
medieval
knight
that
seemed
to
be
staring
at
him
from
the
corner
of
Saunière
’
s
desk
,
Collet
was
comfortable
.
He
adjusted
his
AKG
headphones
and
checked
the
input
levels
on
the
hard
-
disk
recording
system
.
All
systems
were
go
.
The
microphones
were
functioning
flawlessly
,
and
the
audio
feed
was
crystal
clear
.
