On the edge of the Purple Hill, an easy passage to the underground park was accidentally discovered, which lifted Duchamp's spirits.

Thanks to the blessing of the elevator shaft and stairs, the signal shielding here is not as serious as that of the luxury elevator, and the little spider walked a long way with his vision until he reached the edge of the signal. It is almost certain that this is the administrative and logistical part of the underground part, and perhaps the place where the missing children are held is also near this area.

That's all there is to explore.

"Little Lori is down there, but how can I break through the three iron gates and the ubiquitous surveillance? Also, where is the main control room? ”

Duchamp spent his days in the warehouse.

He let the little spider lie at the entrance of the passage, quietly waiting for the bodyguard leader to return.

The surveillance on the docks, temporarily taken over by a squirrel.

Upper part of the island, a group of bodyguards who had just fallen asleep were woken up again and went to prepare large and small ships respectively. Outside the warehouse, there was a slight commotion. Duchamp was a little moved, whether he wanted to take this opportunity to get out.

After the big man withdraws, a large number of guests will be evacuated, and it is dark at this time, so it is not impossible to take the opportunity to mix in a boat. He had a long brain teaser and decided to stay in the warehouse. If Cassius and the others did come to explore this place after dawn, there would be an inner reinforce, which would be of great use.

At the entrance of the pier, the head of the bodyguards and a young man, each with a box, came out with a boat prepared for them.

The man, who was carrying a suitcase and was about to board the boat, suddenly noticed something, looked at the night sky in surprise, and asked the leader of the bodyguards on the side: "How can a bird fly over the island?" ”

The leader of the bodyguards looked up and saw the bird falling towards the grain warehouse. His eyes were extremely keen, and he said in surprise: "An ordinary owl, but why is it here, is it because the defensive array is not all open now?" ”

The man shook his head and said, "No, the device to drive away the demonic beast is always on, and any demonic beast will walk around, let alone an ordinary owl." You go and tell the butler about it, and it's better to search it in detail. ”

Duchamp was in the warehouse, and he didn't know how many times he had scolded his mother.

There are no wild animals on this island, he had discovered it a long time ago, but he never expected it to be so special.

There was a rattling of barbed wire overhead, and the owl flew back and was tapping the barbed wire with its beak.

This sound, like a talisman, is particularly harsh.

He climbed up to the window in a panic, caught the owl, and before he could even look at it, he pushed the stairs towards the flour pile, ready to escape.

On the dock, the man apparently got on the boat and turned back to shore. He pulled out the staff he was carrying, and said to the head of the bodyguards, "Tonight is a big deal, I always feel a little uneasy, so it's better for me to search for it myself." ”

The leader of the bodyguards hurriedly got out of the way, and the man took out a few pills, threw them into his mouth, and waved the cross staff in his hand.

On the window of the warehouse, Duchamp, who had just stepped out with one foot, suddenly saw that there was no wind on the hillock, and all the nameless grass with purple flowers, as if it had received some signal, were shaking in one direction, to be precise, towards him.

"He's there! It's a stranger, and on the wall over there, I've found him! From the squirrel, there was a sound that made Duchamp's soul fly.

Without hesitation, he leaped down, taking advantage of the darkness of the night, into invisibility, and groped towards the top of the hill.

Behind him, the sound of wolfdogs running and the bodyguard's leather boots on the ground was quickly heard.

He was horrified to find that his invisibility was useless to these strange purple flowers, and wherever he ran, those flowers and plants pointed.

Tens of thousands of purple flowers bloomed towards him on top of the green hills, and it was truly a breathtakingly beautiful picture.

What the hell is this! Duchamp hurriedly touched towards the best concealment of the moment.

In those villas on the top of the hill, there were more than twenty guests. Duchamp can be confused.

At the dock, the man with the staff was stunned for a moment and said, "Well, you actually ran to the VIP building?" ”

The head of the bodyguards turned pale, and thought of a possibility.

"Is this snooper brought in from among the guests we invited?"

The man was also stunned for a moment, he suddenly thought of the bird that had just flown in, it was probably a secret way of contact, and then thought of the guerrilla's movements, and immediately felt that the situation was urgent.

The leader of the bodyguards grabbed the walkie-talkie and kept deploying manpower to surround the VIP building.

If outsiders have already mixed in, then the guerrillas may already be on their way.

Thinking of this, the man said to the head of the bodyguards: "What we have in our hands is more important, and our responsibility is to give it away." Tell the priests and stewards that there is nothing left to keep here, and tell them to deal with the aftermath and evacuate quickly. ”

After that, he took the walkie-talkie, explained a few words in person, jumped on the boat with the leader of the bodyguards, and quickly disappeared into the water.

Duchamp lurked in a corner of the VIP building, crept up to a window, and looked out, those magical purple flowers still seemed to be peeking at him through the glass.

He turned his head and listened uneasily to the sound of bodyguards running.

But the bodyguards did not recklessly enter the VIP building to conduct a massive search, they gathered nearby, as if waiting for something. After a while, Duchamp's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he keenly noticed that there was a sudden change in this small island, and a mysterious transformation was taking place on the whole island.

He suddenly understood what this was, and quickly put the spider to sleep, completely sealing off his brain, slowing down his heartbeat, and not moving.

Only the chime kept ringing:

"Detect that the current environment is changing: the upper level attributes are rising, the lower level attributes are decreasing, the firewall is entering passive defense mode, and the defense mode is deceptive."

In such an environment, he could feel more and more that countless spiritual powers were spying on his soul, and this power did not come from people, but from those blue-purple weird grasses.

"You can't be so passive, you have to find a way."

He suddenly had a crazy idea, he wanted to find a way to get to the lower level.

In a core space on the lower level of the island, the butler and another man with a staff, the priest in the mouth of the head of the bodyguards, were intently searching every inch of the island. After a long time, the man gave up wearily and said, "No suspicious people or animals have been found on the island, the consciousness of all our guests has been checked, and their consciousness has not left us, and they are not aware of this stranger. ”

The steward said, "All the people have drunk our wine, and there is anyone who can escape our grasp?" Among this group of politicians, is there still a master who is proficient in spiritual defense? ”

The priest shook his head and lowered his staff.

"I don't rule out this possibility, but it's too late to investigate. Now that the circle has been turned on to its maximum, with me here to monitor, not even a fly can fly in, but what about this group of guests who have fallen into a coma? ”

The housekeeper rolled his eyes, and suddenly had a solution: "While they are sleeping, just carry them out and send them to other places, so as to confuse the public." We tried to finish it before three o'clock and then retreated, trying to get to the group of guys on the shore, and even if someone reported it, they wouldn't have time to find it. ”

After the two discussed, the butler quickly assigned his men to transfer these valuable chess pieces one by one.

After about ten minutes, Duchamp was surprised to find that the coercion of the spirit had disappeared, but the force field around him was still under the influence of the upper attributes.

After a while, Duchamp suddenly saw that the bodyguards had carried many people out of the various villas. "Did they kill all the guests?" Duchamp was startled and gently probed, and these people were all breathing.

"It turned out to make them all stunned, it's rude enough!"