Daisy had breakfast and expressed her concerns about the local security with the hotel waiter during a casual conversation, and the other party recommended her a gun shop.

It cost 1,100 dollars to take away two Glock 18s and two boxes of cartridges, this gun is easy to carry, a game in the back, and a backpack to hide, which can theoretically cope with ordinary troubles.

In the days that followed, she began to haunt local legends, stories, libraries, and online forums, looking for clues about the ancient city.

She went to the San Juan police station for three days in a row, and according to her account, she saw on the Internet that a couple had lost a girl here eighteen years ago, and she followed the clues to find her biological parents.

The police department took a high look at the U.S. passport she was holding, and tirelessly cooperated in searching for three days.

What is looking for parents is a cover-up, Daisy still needs to make an appearance when she comes to Puerto Rico openly, more to implant a Trojan horse in the police system.

I found the architectural layout of the old town of San Juan from the police database, which is not an architectural major, and there are many places where there is no abnormality. However, with the help of memory and guessing, she still found a few key points.

Originally known as San Cristobal, the old town of San Juan was built by the Spanish as a fortified fortress to control the Caribbean Sea. Defending against the invasions of the Dutch, English, and Americans for a long time made quite a few.

It can be confirmed that the Inhuman Ancient City is deep underground in the castle.

The large organization is halfway through the collection of information, and then it is time to clear the site and use large machinery to dig deeper. I have the impression that the high-speed cutter used by S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra is even more bullish They set up a plasma drill, and poor Daisy, let alone a helper, she doesn't even have a shovel.

As for going to the store to buy a shovel, going to the thief hole yourself, and making a cameo appearance in the European and American version of the ghost blowing the lamp? It's not reliable to think about it......

The hard-digging method didn't work for her.

Daisy went headlong into the San Juan Library, searching through various documents, and I have to say that there is pressure and motivation, and her Spanish level has improved by leaps and bounds in the reading and writing, although it is stumbling to speak, but there is no major obstacle to reading and writing.

In local folklore, she saw a message that looked like an urban gossip.

Legend has it that on the north side of the castle, there is a guard tower in the direction of the sea, and no one dared to go there for a long time, and there are eleven missing soldiers recorded, and local legends say that there are ancient demons under the tower.

Daisy is a little scared, that's a demon, is there a demon in the Marvel world? She knew there was, but it wasn't supposed to be here.

The document records that the soldiers did not see anyone alive or dead, which shows that there is a passage directly connected to the underground city, and the soldiers have no alien blood, so naturally they will never return.

I have to say that this strange story is good news for her alone.

August in Puerto Rico is very hot, San Juan is not a big city, the streets are very narrow, there is no imaginary scene of guns and fires all over the road, the locals are very peaceful, put up parasols and sell some items on the side of the road at will, no one cares at all.

Daisy went shopping, she prepared some ropes, daggers, and glow sticks, she remembered that the dungeon had a special magnetic field that could stop all electronic devices, and many things were not used, but she still brought a flashlight, which was still useful in the early days, and could be used as a disposable item.

I also bought some compressed food and water, and it was finished in forty minutes in the TV series, but it is difficult to judge how long it will actually take. After all, it is an underground city, and it will take a long time to think about it on two feet.

Thinking of the painful experience during military training, I bought a large bag of sanitary napkins, which can be used as insoles, and now can also be used for personal use, in short, it is a must-have item......

The existing city building plan was of little help to the underground city, but Daisy still hand-drew a copy to carry with her, leaving her notebook and phone at the hotel.

Daisy put on a beige shirt over the camisole with cuffs, jeans, sneakers, a mechanical watch on her wrist, and a jacket tucked into her backpack.

However, she reckoned that it must be cold and dirty inside the dungeon, and it was always a good idea to prepare more.

Having eaten and drunk and everything was ready, and with the obelisk in hand, she slipped into the watchtower where the legend of a demon entrenched she slipped into one sunny afternoon.

She doesn't have any anti-reconnaissance ability, there is no difference between day and night, and if someone follows her during the day, she may be able to find out.

Briskly turning onto the path, the watchtower has long been deserted, and there is not even a decent gate.

The interior was dusty and shady, and she hurriedly put her jacket on.

Concentrate on searching.

After a short time, finding a hole in the weeds and confirming that there was oxygen underneath, she slowly walked down the stone steps with her pistol in hand.

This is a wine cellar, presumably the soldiers stationed in the country were not willing to be lonely, in order to drink here, they specially dug a hole in the ground, and usually stored the wine underneath.

Knock on the floor tiles and then the wall in turn, and eventually find a deep hole under the west wall. Presumably, the last guard plugged the gap, but it was built haphazardly, and she opened the hole with a few clicks.

After reading some tomb robbery novels, Daisy stood outside and waited for a while, then stretched out her hand to sense it, and there was a slow flow of air between her fingers, and there was a faint cool breeze.

Her long hair was combed into a ponytail, and her flashlight was tucked into her miner's hat, and she carefully climbed down the passage.

The passage was excavated by the guard tower, and it was not difficult to guess what they were thinking, most of them thought that there was a treasure or something underneath.

The passage was very narrow, and Daisy crawled for an hour in a very non-standard prostrate position, in one word, tired!

Survival in the wild is really not friendly to women, and she should buy a sports vest instead of wearing her daily bra and crawling for an hour, which is really impossible to describe in words.

Fortunately, this passage is not very long, and after passing a slope, it suddenly opens up.

A deeper, smoother descent came into view.

The flashlight went out unexpectedly.

The grizzled Daisy knew that she had entered the confines of the ancient underground city.

Facing the passage where she couldn't see her fingers, she felt a silent fear, and there was a faint joy in it?

Instead of using a glow stick, she reached out and grabbed the obelisk, the original smooth as a mirror appeared on the surface of the obelisk with many orange-red stripes, after studying the layout of the city of San Juan for a few days, she could see at a glance that the surface of the obelisk was a map, and the stripes finally converged to one point, that is, her destination.

The obelisk was still glowing, and it sent a signal to Daisy to follow its lead.

It was an inexplicable feeling, but the faint illumination of the obelisk allowed her to see her surroundings clearly.

Not far from her feet, there lay the bones of seven or eight corpses, who had been restrained the moment they entered the edge of the city, and eventually died here.

There were more dry bones at the end of the line, and there were Spanish soldiers, indigenous humans, and small animals in those clothes.

After identifying the direction, he began to follow the guidance of the obelisk into the depths of the city.