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1313 The truth about the world

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At three o'clock in the morning, Lin Sanjiu stood in the strong night wind, looking down at the buildings not far away from her feet. The dim light of the street lights seemed like fireflies floating on the dark night river; the wind blew from

It flows under your feet, jumps into the sky, and finally becomes silent.

In the process of breaking in, the most important thing is to be quick.

In the city center of a city with a population of more than 10 million, even at three o'clock in the morning, there are still cars driving by from time to time. The presence of cars means there may be witnesses. The shorter the break-in process, the more likely it is to be witnessed.

Low... Lin Sanjiu breathed out softly and squatted down on an edge that was only as narrow as two palms.

She was standing on the tenth floor of a tall building next to the museum - it was much easier to break into an office building than a museum. There were two streets and two streets between this commercial building and the museum.

A green area; looking down from here, a row of green trees stand in the dark night, and the tree crowns are like pieces of duckweed, extending all the way to the museum.

Lin Sanjiu jumped up and threw herself into the long wind.

A rope twisted by her consciousness was wrapped around her waist, and the other end was firmly bitten on the edge of the outer wall of the office building; in the fierce wind blowing in the face, she reached out to grab the rope and slammed her foot towards the outer wall.

As soon as he kicked off the ground, he was swung high towards a big tree with thick branches extending outward. The [Protective Force Field] covered the whole body, even if countless branches were thrown towards the body and broken by the impact,

It just hit circles of ripples on the [Protective Force Field]. As soon as Lin Sanjiu grabbed the branch, he immediately retracted the rope and threw it towards the lamppost on the opposite side of the road; a little below his feet, the branch

At the same time as the stem broke, she had already pounced on the top of the lamppost again.

The museum is only one floor high, and the surveillance range of the cameras mainly covers the ground. The security personnel in the surveillance room probably would not have thought that from above all the surveillance cameras, in the dark night that only birds can cross, there are human feet.

Without moving, it passed through the sky like flowing clouds and flowing water, and landed gently on the roof of the main museum.

As soon as Lin Sanjiu landed, she immediately lay down on the roof. She was covered in black clothes and moved quickly and quietly. When there was no light, she could almost melt into the night - lying in the shadow cast by the rooftop wall.

, she scanned around and found no cameras on the roof. Ordinary people couldn't reach the roof unless they climbed up from the outer wall, so naturally there was no need to install cameras on the roof; otherwise, she would have to use a tape recorder now

By activating the [Pygmalion Collar], the time left for her to move around in the museum will be shorter.

According to the spatial location in her memory, she lowered her waist and found the area corresponding to Pygmalion's collar on the rooftop.

On the solid roof made of concrete, it was not easy to cut two pits. She placed her hands in the shallow pits, palms facing each other, and added a layer of consciousness cover around it——[

The mutated version of the painting style made a "ding" sound and immediately shattered the roof of the rooftop. The gravel and cement exploded for a while, hitting the [Protective Force Field] with a bang; the flying gravel and the loud and muffled sound, all

They were all trapped under the cover of consciousness, as if a muffled groan behind a cover of their mouths failed to stir up the night at all.

The roof of the building was so thick that even one bombing attack could not completely penetrate it. Lin Sanjiu carefully took out half of the manhole cover - which she had cut into pieces before arriving - using the [power of description],

She stretched its shape and pinched the tip, and soon she had a pickaxe in her hand. She pointed the tip of the pickaxe at the remaining concrete, and it only took five or six strokes to completely smash it into pieces;

Before the pieces fell, they all turned into cards and disappeared into the palm of my hand.

As long as she lowered her head and looked through the big hole, she could see the silent glass cabinets in the exhibition hall.

Although Lin Sanjiu didn't know much about the museum's security system, when she was in the Twelve Realms, she had heard bits and pieces about the preventive measures taken by major organizations to protect their bases: high-definition infrared cameras were indispensable.

First, in addition, it is best to ensure that there are vibration sensors, pickups and glass breakage detectors that are turned on at night.

She took out the tape recorder, unblocked it, turned the volume to the lowest level, and put her ear to it. A little girl's voice rang out slightly, as if she was reading to a piece of paper: "You

His ability is to take photos of scenes and save them, forming a three-dimensional photo that can be moved and posted in front of others, just like the ability of the man on the stairs of Lava Hospital... What does this mean?"

[Pygmalion Collar] quickly heated up. This was obviously a normal reaction when it was working, but when I thought about another Pygmalion collar not far away from my feet, it made people feel as if it could not help but be excited.

Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath, put her head into the hole in the roof, glanced around, and silently uttered two words: "Take pictures."

The place where her eyes had just glanced suddenly blurred slightly and undetectably; it was as if two identical transparent films were overlapped, and after they were aligned, they quickly became clear again.

Lin Sanjiu stretched out her fingers, clicked on the "photos", and moved them to the surrounding cameras, completely blocking the cameras' "sight". Looking at the surveillance screen, the picture was still exactly the same as before, empty and empty.

In the real exhibition hall, a dark figure was slowly hanging down from the ceiling, hanging by his ankles only with a rope - the vibration sensor would not be triggered unless he stepped on the floor.

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Under the dim light of the night light, another Pygmalion collar was lying quietly in the center of the display cabinet, losing its slight luster when illuminated by daylight. It looked like an old animal, curled up at the end of its lifespan.

While she was waiting to fall asleep forever, she couldn't see where the pickup was installed from outside the showcase, but Lin Sanjiu didn't need to look; she put one hand on the showcase and turned it into a card and took it away.

However, as soon as she thought about it, the display cabinet still stood motionless in the same place - in an instant, all the hairs on her back stood up, and a exclamation almost escaped her throat.

Has it failed? Has her ability finally started to fail?

The blood rushed into the eardrums instantly, making a rustling sound; the moment seemed to be stretched out for ten minutes, and then the ringing in the ears suddenly subsided. Lin Sanjiu regained consciousness, but still couldn't stop it.

The lingering fear of the pounding heart.

It wasn't that the ability failed, it was that the showcase was sealed on the ground and connected to the entire ground, so naturally it couldn't be turned into a card. However, she actually came up with such an idea...

Teacher Yi sighed and said nothing - in fact, there was no need to say anything.

Lin Sanjiu wrapped the glass cabinet with his consciousness, called out the metal glove, and hit the glass with one punch. This is laminated glass, even if it is smashed by external force, it will not fall down, it will just form in place.

A large piece of dense snow-white spider web. But once the glass breaks, it is not troublesome to turn it into a card - in just a few seconds, she reached her hand into the crack and grabbed the skin inside.

Gormalion collar.

I don't know if it was because she was hanging upside down, but her heart almost knocked out of her chest. It was incredible that the pickup couldn't pick up such a loud heartbeat.

Taking a slight breath, Lin Sanjiu transformed the collar card in her hand. Without even having time to untie the rope, she put the card hanging in mid-air close to her eyes and read the words in the dim light.

She was stunned for a while.

"There are five more items...do you want to go take a look?" Teacher Yi asked in a low voice.

Lin Sanjiu said "Yeah" and rolled up her waist from mid-air as soon as she turned over. The other items were scattered far away from each other. If she picked them up one by one, the risk would not be small - but now, she couldn't find anything.

Can't care less.

That guess, as strong as the beating of the heart, must be confirmed within the next five minutes - no, four and a half minutes.

If she couldn't walk on the ground, she would walk on the ceiling. The manhole cover she stole yesterday had long been divided into small pieces by her and turned into cards individually. As she slapped her palm on the ceiling, the small manhole cover suddenly

The card was released; Lin Sanjiu maintained this action and muttered words for a while, then the [power of description] turned the broken manhole cover into a cast iron ring and absorbed it into the ceiling.

Leaning on the dense iron rings on the ceiling, Lin Sanjiu climbed on the ceiling on her hands and knees. She was even more agile than a gecko. Whenever she was about to enter a new camera surveillance area, she would follow the same pattern to take pictures.

Several three-dimensional photos were "pasted" in front of the camera in front, and in just two or three minutes, she collected several other special items.

This time, she didn't look at the card; after the [power of description] failed, these iron rings would turn into fragments of manhole covers again, falling from the ceiling one after another, causing the alarms to scream one after another - and at that time, she had already

I have already left the museum.

After following the original path and getting out of the hole in the roof, Lin Sanjiu let out the breath he was holding in his chest, and his whole body was shaking slightly. Looting a museum is certainly stressful, and even evolutionaries are not immune to it;

But what really frightened her was another possibility besides being discovered.

Knowing that the roof was not a good place, she still couldn't help herself. She ran out and quickly glanced at the card in her hand. This glance made her stop on the edge of the roof - and looked again.

After reading the text several times, she finally put the card away slowly with trembling hands.

She wiped her face, closed her eyes tightly, and took a breath.

"Who are you?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice before opening her eyes.

On the roof, the road was empty except for the night wind blowing through the big hole. Such a volume was completely inaudible to ordinary people unless they were standing behind her.

Half a minute later, a strange male voice came from downstairs next to the wall.

"I knew it, I knew it." He said and sighed. "When I saw those exhibits, I was thinking about what I would do if an evolutionist came to rob me..."

Lin Sanjiu listened silently and did not move.

"Have you got your things yet?" The man stood in the blind corner of his sight, only hearing his voice but not seeing his person. "You should feel something is wrong with them, right?"

Lin Sanjiu remembered the common sentence on the six cards.

"This special item has expired."

They are not ordinary artifacts. All six special items have failed...

"Who did you ask me just now?" The man smiled bitterly downstairs, "Let me introduce myself. I am the security captain of this museum and a former evolutionist."


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