After Hugo put on an extremely exaggerated detective performance, he immediately ran away.
When the detective was far away, the commander who had recovered his senses, the cursed doll, and the agile insect who got up from the ground again chased the detective again as if they had just woken up from a dream.
However, before the fastest agility bug could reach full speed, the detective who was running at full speed was already turning left and right between the museums, and disappeared in a few seconds.
It can only be said that Hugo is indeed an expert who has designed anti-theft plans for museums. He knows all about the side secrets in this building, and it is easy to escape the pursuers under the cover of night.
"Stop, there's no need to look for that guy anymore." The leader suppressed his anger with a livid face, and issued the termination order in a slightly hoarse voice due to coughing. "It's not shameful to admit defeat. Don't forget the real goal tonight. We What we are looking for is the founding stone that summons Lord Black Dragon.”
Another Iron Triangle member came out of the curator's room carrying his still unconscious companion: "Brother, do you really want to believe the so-called tips from that person? Aren't the people below also looking for you?"
"I originally thought that the Dark Stone was hidden somewhere outside by that person, so I asked the people below to invade the museum at the same time to cover our beheading operation. Therefore, even if they were all caught by the ambush, it would be detrimental to the great cause of the Plasma Corps. It’s not painful at all. But now it seems that the smooth-tongued guy really hid the founding stone somewhere in the museum..."
Contrary to his rude manner, the leader of the Dark Iron Triangle thinks in an orderly manner.
The companion asked in confusion: "In that case, can't we just continue to let them search?"
"Idiot, just say there is an ambush in the museum. Besides, the gym leader was not restrained, and the number of people we brought in were not as many as during the day. They have probably all been caught by now."
"Then what should we do!" Iron Triangle, who was carrying his unconscious companion on his back, was shocked. It turned out that he had only now realized the predicament he was in.
The leader curled his lips and said unwillingly: "Didn't that detective give us a hint? Just follow those two clues to get the Dark Stone."
He recalled the tip the detective had given earlier——
——My ability to hide things is not inferior to my ability to find things. I swear on the reputation of a detective that you will pass by the national treasure of the founding of the country countless times and see the true appearance of the founding stone countless times, but you will not be able to find it at all. to its shadow...
——That dark stone is placed in an upright place in this museum, where all tourists will see it. I swear this sentence is absolutely true...
What a hateful guy! He should have been killed right away!
"Isn't he talking nonsense at the time? How can we find the target?" The companion couldn't help but ask.
"No, that kind of people have their own unique pride and probably won't lie about the prompts. In short, we must give it a try. There is no second way."
"Brother, we can let them hand over the target to us. We will keep monitoring them and wait until the next day when those people confirm that the Founding Stone is safe before starting to rob it."
"No, that detective has already fought with us tonight, and he will definitely be prepared if this method is used." The leader said with a gloomy look, with some regret, "If we hadn't come tonight, we could have used this method. It’s such a pity that we have a plan…”
"Brother, you seem to have started referring to that detective as 'him'..."
"Shut up!"
Finally, after a fair and democratic internal decision by the Dark Iron Triangle, the person whose intelligence was obviously useless was allowed to temporarily retreat with his injuries, and the leader alone carried out the recovery of the founding stone.
Even though it was dark and dark, for the sake of safety, the leader still threw a smoke bomb on the ground. When the smoke cleared, the curator's room was empty.
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The night breeze flowed quietly, and Bilan and Aloe stared dumbly at the open door of the curator's room upstairs.
The owner of the Aloe Hall used the flashlight he snatched from Plasma Group to shine inside. After looking around for a while, his tone became serious: "There are signs of fighting inside, and the monitor was completely destroyed...Probably, it's that trio. .”
"Could Hugo..." the assistant's voice was trembling, and the detective's voice and smile began to flash back in her mind like a revolving door.
Ms. Aloe was stunned for a long time, then patted the girl's back with her hand: "Don't think so pessimistically, maybe you were just caught and kidnapped?"
An angry voice sounded faintly from somewhere: "Bah, bah, bah, I'm still jumping around."
"Sister Aloe, I seem to be hearing hallucinations." Bilan touched her ears and looked at the gym leader next to her in disbelief.
"It's really strange. I seem to have heard the detective's voice... Is it a trick? Is he really dead?"
There was a banging sound behind the two of them, and it turned out to be a white figure tapping on the glass outside the window. What's strange is that this figure with his back to the moonlight is hanging upside down, dangling in the wind from time to time.
Before Bilan and Aloe could react, a girl trapped in a plasma ball saw this horrifying scene.
She just managed to spit out the rag in her mouth. She was frightened by the people ambushing the museum. When she saw the scene outside the window, she was even more frightened and lost her mind. She immediately screamed like a pig. .
The other plasmas that had woken up were frightened by the screams, and also noticed the figures shaking outside the window. Under the spread of collective panic, these people squirmed in fear, trying to get closer to each other and seek some comfort.
Aloe shined the flashlight downwards, and saw the silver-white hooded clothes squeezing each other, as if a giant white vine monster was twisting its tentacles.
The sound of banging and banging on the glass continued, like the god of death chasing souls from hell.
In the tragic scene of a hundred ghosts walking at night, Bilan was the first to recognize the figure outside the window, and immediately said loudly and happily——
"Ah, it's Hugo! So he's not dead yet!"
It's a pity that this sentence is really incomprehensible, and it seems to have the opposite effect in the ears of the captives. They look at the white figure outside the window with increasing panic, as if it is really the phantom of a dead person.
Bilan walked towards the window and wanted to open the glass window, but the captives were blocking the way with their squirming bodies. These thugs who had looted and destroyed the Qibao Gym in the morning were now shaking their heads desperately at the girl, hoping that she would not do something stupid to attract the people outside the window. ghost.
"What are you doing? That's my friend. I want to open the window and let him in."
Bi Lan didn't understand why the plasma balls were so scared, so she stepped directly over the crazy squirming bodies and walked towards the window sill.
In the eyes of the captives, the girl walking against the moonlight seemed like a sacrifice bewitched by the devil. She was about to open the taboo window of depravity.
The screams became more and more tragic. As a result, the girl with the plasma mass was stuffed with another rag by Sister Aloe Vera. The screams that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks turned into sobbing whimpering - but it became even more terrifying. .
The girl finally opened the window, and the hanging figure was let in.
Hugo crawled into the window in a state of embarrassment, and finally felt relieved when he saw the prisoners everywhere behind Bi Lan.
"What's going on with them? Why do they look so timid?" Hugo asked his assistant, pointing at the prisoners.
Bilan shrugged: "They seem to think you are a ghost."
"Ghost?" Hugo tilted his head thoughtfully.
Then the detective turned his back, secretly released the little flame monkey, and at the same time wiped something on the palm of his hand.
"What do you want to do?" Bilan asked curiously.
"Pretend to be a ghost." The detective, who had his back to his assistant, said concisely. He directed the little flame monkey to light the curtains with its tail and hid a bag of something in his cheek.
"Is this the kind of ghost you're talking about?"
The detective lowered his voice and turned his back to the assistant. Then he turned around slowly.
The detective who turned around behaved strangely. He kept his head down and his face in his hands, but the curtain behind him suddenly burst into flames.
Bilan saw the figure of the little flame monkey, so she was not surprised. She focused her eyes on the detective in front of her who claimed to be "playing ghost", intending to see what tricks he could do.
Then she saw it, and saw the ghost-like creature in front of her——
Against the backdrop of the firelight, the detective's cheeks were thin and boneless, and the two huge white eyes in the deep eye sockets oozed a lot of blood. There was a huge and ferocious wound on his face, as if he had been bitten hard by something, and half of his tongue was cut off. Hanging on the edge of the mouth, shaking with heavy breathing like a broken bellows...
The creature in front of him was still vomiting a large amount of blood and saliva mixture from its mouth like convulsions.
At first, they thought that the person who came in through the window was a normal person. The members of the Plasma Corps had just taken a breath. When they saw this scene, they immediately became confused again. They were even more frightened than before. Many prisoners fainted again. .
In extreme fear, many prisoners desperately pushed out the rags in their mouths with their tongues, calling for their parents, their grandparents, and the savior idols they worshiped. Unable to expel the gag, he could only whine and scream. The smell of excrement began to fill the air.
Hugo retracted his tongue, raised his eyelids with his fingers, and adjusted his eyeballs back to normal. He couldn't help laughing when he saw the plasma ball crying and squirming desperately. He laughed even happier than a ghost.
As for Bilan, after a long downtime, she saw the overjoyed detective in front of her.
Taking a deep breath of the cool night air, the girl raised her fist and punched her office boss in the nose.
