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At three o'clock in the morning, Lin Sanjiu stood in the night wind hunting, looking down at the building not far from the foot. The dim light of the street lamp seems to be a firefly floating on the dark night river; the wind flows down from the foot and throws into the sky, eventually falling silent.
In the process of breaking in, the most important thing is fast.
The city center of more than 10 million people, even at three in the morning, still has cars driving from time to time, and there are cars, which means there may be witnesses. The shorter the intrusion process, the lower the chance of being witnessed... Lin San wine sighed softly and squatted on a narrow edge with only 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 to break into an office building. Between the commercial building and the museum, there are two streets and a green area. From here, looking down, a row of green trees stand in the dark night, and the crown is like a piece of duckweed, all the way to the museum. Next.
Lin Sanjiu jumped into the wind and leaped into the wind.
She wrapped the rope twisted by consciousness, and the other end firmly bite on the edge of the exterior wall of the office building; in the fierce wind that hit the face, she reached for the rope and slammed her foot toward the outer wall. A glimpse of the ground, it swayed to a big tree that stretched out with thick branches. [Protection field] The whole body is wrapped up. Even if numerous branches are smashed into the body and are broken by the collision, it is only a ripple of ripples on the [protective field]. As soon as Lin Sanji grabbed the branch, he immediately took the rope and smashed it to the lamppost opposite the road; at the foot of the foot, the branch broke, she had once again rushed to the top of the lamppost.
The museum is only one storey high, and the camera is mainly covered by the ground. The security personnel in the monitoring room may not think that from the top of all surveillance cameras, from the dark night where only the birds can pass, some people walked through the sky without going to the ground, and gently landed in the museum. On the roof of the main building.
As soon as Lin San wine landed, he immediately fell on the roof. She was covered in black clothes all over her body, and her movements were quick and quiet. When there was no light, she could almost melt into the night--in the shadow cast by the rooftop wall, she swept the next, and did not find the camera on the roof. Ordinary people can't reach the roof unless they climb up from the outer wall. Naturally, there is no need to install a camera on the roof. Otherwise, she will have to use the tape recorder to activate the Pygmalion collar, which will be left to her. The time for the event is short.
According to the spatial position in the memory, she staggered and found the corresponding area of the Pygmalion collar on the roof.
On the solid roof of concrete, it is not easy to cut two pits. She put her hands in the shallow pits, the palms of each other, and added a layer of conscious cover around them - [a sudden change in the style of the painting], when the roof of the roof was shattered, the gravel and cement were all Blasted, slammed on the [protective field]; the flying gravel and the screaming, all trapped under the hood of consciousness, as if suffocating after being covered, Failed to stir up this night.
The roof was strong, but it was not able to wear it all by a bombing. Lin Sanji carefully took out a half of the manhole cover - this is what she cut before she came to it - using the power of the description, lengthening and pinching it, and soon there was a Pickaxe. She pointed the tip of the concrete against the remaining concrete. After only spending five or six times, she completely smashed it into pieces. When the pieces fell, they all disappeared into the palm of the hand.
As soon as she looked down from the big hole, she could see a silent glass cabinet in the exhibition hall.
Lin Sanjiu did not understand the museum's security system, but when she was in the 12th world, she also heard many precautions against the protection of the organization: HD infrared cameras are essential. In addition, in addition to this, it is best to assume that it is equipped with a vibration sensor, a pickup and a glass break detector that are turned on at night.
She took out the recorder, lifted its card, adjusted the volume to a minimum, and put the ears together. The voice of a little girl slammed slightly, and it seemed to be plainly reading a piece of paper: "Your ability is to be able to take pictures and save them, form a stereoscopic photo that can be changed, and stick it to others. In front of me, it is like the ability of the man on the stairs of the lava hospital... What does this mean?"
[Pygmalion collar] quickly heated up. This is obviously a normal reaction when it works, but when you think of it, not far from the foot, it is another Pygmalion collar, which makes people feel that it is too fast to be excited - Lin Sanshui took a breath I put my head into the hole in the roof, my eyes swept, and I spit out two words silently: "Photographing."
The place that had just been swept by her eyes, suddenly and invisibly a flower; it was like two identical transparent films overlapping together, and after being aligned, they quickly cleared up.
Lin Sanjiu extended his fingers and pointed it on the “photograph” and moved them to the camera around him, completely blocking the “line of sight” of the camera. From the monitor screen, the picture is still exactly the same, empty and unmanned exhibition hall; in the real exhibition hall, a dark figure is slowly hanging down from the ceiling, only by a rope hanging Ankles - Without stepping on the floor, the vibration sensor will not be triggered.
Under the dark light of the night light, another Pygmalion collar is lying quietly in the center of the showcase, losing the slight luster that glows during the daylight, and looks like an old animal with a long life. Waiting for a permanent sleep. I can't see where the pickups are from outside the showcase, but Lin Sanjiu doesn't need to look at it; she puts one hand on the showcase and takes it away as a card.
However, when the mind was moving, the showcase was still standing still in the same place. For a moment, the sweat on her back stood up all the time, almost letting her exclamation slip out of her throat.
Is it invalid? Finally, it has failed from her ability?
The blood poured into the eardrum for a moment and slammed into the sound of rustling; this moment seemed to be pulled for ten minutes, and the sound in the ear suddenly fell back. Lin Sanjiu returned to God but could not stop it. The embers squeezed out by the heart.
It is not the ability to fail. It is this showcase that is sealed on the ground and connected to the whole floor. Naturally, it cannot be carded. However, she actually raised such a thought...
Yi teacher sighed and said nothing - in fact, there is no need to say.
Lin Sanjiu wrapped the glass cabinet with consciousness, called out the metal gloves, and hit the glass with a punch. This is a laminated glass. Even if it is smashed by external force, it will not fall down. It just forms a large piece of dense white spider web in place. But as long as the glass breaks open, it's okay to card it again – but after a few seconds, she plunged her hand into the crack and grabbed the Pygmalion collar inside.
I don't know if it is hanging up, her heart almost hits the chest. It's incredible that the pickup didn't pick up such a loud heartbeat.
Slightly breathing, Lin Sanjiu carded the collar in his hand, and even untied the rope. It was too late to hang it in the air and put the card close to the front, and read the text by glimmering.
She made a groan for a while.
"There are five more... Go and see?" Teacher Yi whispered.
Lin Sanjiu "hmm", and when he turned over, he rolled up from the air. The other things are very far apart from each other. If you take them one by one, the risk is naturally small - but now, she can't take care of anything.
That speculation like a heart beat must be confirmed in the next five minutes - no, four and a half minutes.
The ground can't go, then she goes to the ceiling. The manhole cover stolen yesterday was long divided into small pieces by a single piece of her, and she was turned into a card. As she took a shot on the ceiling, the small well cover suddenly lifted the card; Lin Sanjiu maintained this movement, and the words in the mouth were whispered for a while, [the power of the description] turned the manhole cover into a cast iron ring. , adsorbed into the ceiling.
Relying on the dense iron ring on the ceiling, Lin San wine and his feet crawled on the ceiling with the ground, which is more flexible and agile than the gecko movement; whenever she is about to enter the new camera surveillance range, she will shoot it as usual. A few three-dimensional photos, "posted" in front of the front camera, but in two or three minutes, she collected a few other special items.
This time, she didn't go to see the card; after the [descriptive power] failed, the iron rings would be turned into shrapnel fragments, falling from the ceiling, and the alarms screamed again and again—and at that time, she was early I have already left the museum.
After drilling through the hole in the original road, Lin Sanjiu spit out the sigh of breath in his chest, and he was slightly fighting. The looting of the museum is of course tense. Even the evolutionary is not immune to it; but what really scares her for a while is another possibility beyond being discovered.
Ming knows that the roof is not a good place, she still can't hold herself, while running out, she quickly glanced at the card in her hand. This eye, told her to stop the foot on the edge of the roof - and looked at the text several times, she finally trembled and slowly picked up the card.
She wiped her face, her eyes closed tightly, and she sighed.
"Who are you?" Lin San wine whispered before blinking.
On the roof, the road was empty, and only the night wind blew from the broken hole. Such a volume, for ordinary people, is completely inaudible unless standing behind her.
After half a minute, from the downstairs next to the wall, there was a strange male voice.
"I know, I will know." He said, sighed. "When I saw those exhibits, I was thinking, what should I do if there is an evolutionist to grab it..."
Lin San wine listened silently, and did not move.
"You have gotten your hand?" The man stood at the corner of his gaze, only to hear his voice disappeared. "You should feel that they are not right?"
Lin Sanjiu remembered a common sentence on the six cards.
"This special item has expired."
They are not ordinary artifacts. Six special items have failed...
"You asked me who I was?" The man smiled downstairs. "I introduce myself. I am the security captain of this museum, a former evolutionary."
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