At eight o'clock in the morning, I was woken up by my own alarm clock. During this time, to avoid insomnia at night, I woke up on time every morning.

At eight o'clock, a text message was sent to my phone. "Who?" I wondered as I watched the sender be hidden a few words, and clicked on it and instantly came to my senses.

There was only one photo on the text message, but Hui's mouth was taped and his face was terrified. Other than that, the other details on the photo are paste, so I can't reason to get more information.

"Is this kidding?" I wondered, but then another text message came to my phone.

Guo Jia:

Guihai Kehui is in our hands, but please rest assured, we will not hurt her in the slightest for the time being.

Before twelve o'clock tonight, please steal the finale exhibit Qingyu Sword from the large-scale Shu Han cultural exhibition at the National Museum, and if you fail to do so, the girl you care about will be punished with some small punishment.

I advise you not to waste your time asking for help from the supernatural, and if I find out, you will be responsible for the consequences.

As for calling the police, hehe, supernatural forces can't save you, do you think you can count on mortal police?

Time is precious, and the things you may need are in your nearest SF Express self-pickup locker D04, password 6666. ”

I lit a cigarette and read the text message again from beginning to end. "Knowing my true identity, and knowing my relationship with Xiyun, I can basically be sure that the other party is serious. Although I was a little anxious, I still chose to calmly analyze it first, "And the other party is very powerful, and it can actually block my connection with the nightmare space." There is only one enemy I can think of. ”

My face turned pale, "Christ God's kingdom, your mother is dead." ”

I extinguished the cigarette butt and quickly changed my clothes and went out. This is certainly not a joke, tricking me into stealing things from the National Museum, isn't this my life. And the other party shouldn't have to be the so-called Qingyu Sword, they just want to fix me, otherwise they can find someone more capable to do this, instead of coercing me, a college student who is not deeply involved in the world.

Although I pride myself on being a little smart, I usually like to ponder, when the party branch organizes activities to visit the Forbidden City, I am absent-minded while observing the position of each camera, thinking about what to do if you want to steal Qianlong's night pot from it, but this is only at the ideological level, I have never paid for practice, so there are too many talented people in Huaxia who are stronger than me in terms of roosters and dogs.

However, knowing that he couldn't do it, he had to fight for it, for the sake of the emblem.

The early summer sun shone on my face and made me stunned. "When have I changed? I thought with a wry smile, "I was willing to take my own risk for an outsider, and speaking of which, it seems that she has occupied a large part of my heart during this time." ”

I took out the travel bag that the other party had given me from the locker, opened it, checked it, and then left it in a secluded surveillance camera corner, called out the Taiping Technique, opened it, and stuffed the bag inside. This is a new ability that I unlocked after I came into contact with that part of the fragment of the emblem.

Taiping Technique: Herringbone Scroll (Remnant)

Condition: Sub-artifact

Category: Props

Attributes: Easy to do

Shuttle: This artifact is bound to the soul of the master, and wherever the soul goes, this book must follow. Unless the soul is scattered, even if you enter the Hades Palace and drink Meng Po soup, you can't get rid of it

Dark energy sublimation: human nature is evil, and the soul is dark. Its owner is able to snatch the dark energy from the artifact for his own use, and gain skills, and the dark tide surges. It takes a certain amount of time for the dark energy stored in this artifact to recover after being overused.

Soul Presence: You can sacrifice a portion of your dark energy and summon it from the Soul Realm. The strength of the minions correlates with the dark energy of the sacrifice.

Dark Sky: A very small amount of dark energy can be sacrificed to open a passage to the soul realm through this artifact, unlocking a 10 cubic meter of dark energy space, in which various things other than non-living things can be stored.

The remaining attributes cannot be unlocked at the moment due to the lack of abilities of their owners.

Comment: Perhaps, you only need one last step to get rid of the title of rotten.

I haven't developed this function in actual combat yet, but it is really much more convenient for me at present, after all, the National Museum is located on Chang'an Avenue, where the security check is quite strict.

On the subway, I used my mobile phone to quickly collect information about the Shu Han Cultural Exhibition of the National Museum today. "Exhibition of Shu Han cultural relics during the Three Kingdoms period?" I silently recorded in my mind, "The noteworthy collections include the feather fan used by Zhuge Liang, the tributes offered by the southern barbarians back then, and the weapons used by the famous generals of the Shu Han Dynasty, all of which have not rusted into slag for almost two thousand years?"

"Speaking of which, the Heavenly Sword and the Qingyu Sword just make up Lao Cao's two legendary swords..."I frowned, feeling that I had grasped something, but now was really not the time to think about these issues.

I went over the wall to find the design drawings of the National Museum, and this thing will definitely not be available by Baidu. It is indeed available on the Internet, but it is not the original, but it is created by some foreign tourists according to their own understanding. And I'm not a civil engineering student myself, so I was confused for a long time, and I couldn't even tell if I had taken it down.

"Forget it, even if I were given a week to prepare carefully, I wouldn't be able to break through the National Museum. I said helplessly in my heart. There were still two stops to reach the destination, and I finally wrote an email to Liu Weixian, telling him about it from beginning to end, and asking him to go to Huaxia Shenguo for help. I set the sending time at 0:01 the next day, and if all goes well I can reverse the sending in time, and if I'm in trouble (which feels like it's for sure), then at least there may be hope that Kehui will be rescued.

After going through many security checks, I stood in front of the National Museum, and although it was only a building, I could really feel the majesty of the country from it. I dressed up as a little fresh meat who came out to play but was afraid of tanning, wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses, and a mask, which really blocked my face. In order to look like something, I also put on a sun-protective clothing and successfully blended in with the tourists in the square. But I know very well that these cover-ups are naïve and ridiculous before the power of the state. Even if I had succeeded today, I would have been pinned to the ground by a few stout armed policemen and hooded within three hours.

The only thing I can count on now is to get the sword, make a difference, and then ask the Huaxia Divine Kingdom to help me settle this matter. The biggest problem is that once I go to prison, it is estimated that my four years will be in vain, and my school status will be gone. But this is a trivial matter, it's a big deal to squat at home in the second half of his life, but Hui is responsible for earning money to support his family.

"If I had the emotions, I would have been in a state of trembling by now. I smiled wryly, "It's almost time, it's time to give someone a head!"

When I entered the door, I took a closer look, and the good news was that the Type 95 in the hands of the armed police guarding the entrance of the National Museum was an ornament, and there were no bullets in it. At least two of the visitors in the plaza at the time of the bad news were fake, and their mannerisms and part of the protrusion on their lower backs suggest that they are anything but human.

The NSA agents, these guys hiding in the crowd, are the real guardians of this street.

When things come to an end, stretch out your head and shrink your head, so it's better to try it. The Shu Han Cultural Exhibition is located in the south hall on the first floor, and I did not rush to visit this part first, but first went to the north hall corresponding to its mirror image, visited the magnificent 70 years theme cultural exhibition, and pretended to take a few photos, but in fact, I silently remembered the location of the camera.

"Twenty-four cameras can be observed. "There should be at least four more invisible cameras depending on the direction of the wires and the arrangement of the transformer, but I can't pinpoint where they are." "My hacker level is stuck at knowing how to call out the task manager to end the process when the computer is stuck, so it is impossible for me to directly hack the surveillance system of the National Museum.

"It's not easy," I thought to myself, "the camera has no dead ends, my every move is under surveillance, and if someone keeps watching, I guess I will be discovered before I run out of the museum." I can't solve this problem yet, so I can only bet that no one is idle and bored and keeps an eye on the surveillance. ”

After that, I went to the south hall and confirmed the layout, which was similar to the north hall, and the direction of the monitoring line was more or less the same, so I didn't waste any more time on this, but scanned around to see if I could find any flaws.