Even if he had already guessed that the magic slate had fallen into the hands of that group of people, Yi Huan still couldn't help but come to the basement of the Egyptian exhibition area to take a look.

The Egyptian Pavilion is much more crowded than the halls and other pavilions, because there is always a mystical aspect to the culture from Egypt.

The pyramids are made of gold bricks that cover the walls and floors, and the Museum of Nature and History in New York has a small collection of Egyptian artifacts, after all, it is a regional museum, and the hall seems a little empty, but it still can't stop the enthusiastic crowd.

It seems that the bones left by Larry and his friends on the New York road not long ago, the snow footprints of the Tyrannosaurus rex and the murals left by primitive people on the subway have indeed attracted a lot of popularity to the museum.

If Yi Huan is really the director of the museum, he will definitely be happy that the museum can finally get rid of the deficit when he sees so many tourists, but Yi Huan is just a fake curator.

The value of the entire museum together is not as important as the magic slate in Yi Huan's heart.

In the deepest part of the Egyptian pavilion is a huge, empty temple, with statues of four nearly five-metre-tall jackal guards sitting on either side of the main hall, at the end of which is the coffin of the pharaoh, and around it are a pitiful number of exhibits.

The hall is led by a long cloister, the walls of which are flanked by displays and their name tags, with torches on the walls, but not burning, and their decoration is more important than lighting, and the main source of light is the chandelier on the walls and on the ground.

Like a ghost walking in the shadows, Yi Huan's figure flickered through the crowd, and the chandelier on his head exuded a soft luster, gathering the shadow of every visitor at his feet.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is no shadow at all under the hustle and bustle, and the whole person seems to be shining through the light.

The dense crowd made a chirping sound, making Yi Yi a little upset, and the magic on his body began to become restless, "Puff! The torches fixed on both sides of the corridor suddenly ignited flames.

The visitors on either side let out exclamations and screams, and then immediately classified the scene as a museum-ready function and began to discuss it in a low voice with their companions.

The torch ignited as Yi Huan advanced, and Yi Huan immediately noticed the restlessness of the magic in his body, and he calmed down the restless magic and calmed them down again.

Through the chaotic crowd, Yi Huan stood directly at the end of the hall.

The stone slab that had been inlaid on the wall was gone, leaving only an empty dent, and a text introduction about the stone slab was placed underneath, a lonely, as if some kind of mockery.

Even the sarcophagus coffin containing the pharaoh had been opened, and the lid had been lifted aside, but it was empty, leaving a glass sign under repair that reflected the ugly face.

Who can swagger away these things under the banner of formality, Yi Huan feels that this does not need to be thought about at all.

It seems that the government and some departments are reacting more quickly than they think.

"What a big dog!"

"Wow, it's the Pharaoh!"

When Yi Huan's brows were frowning slightly, the group of bear children also came to the Egyptian exhibition area, and under the leadership of their team leader, it was really ghostly.

Taking a slight step back, Yi Huan stood in the shadows, then pulled back and took out a crystal ball from the shadow of the wall.

The crystal ball emits a dim light in the darkness, reflecting the hustle and bustle of the face a little pale, and the picture in the crystal ball is constantly changing, scanning all corners and rooms of the museum as if it is in perspective.

This is the surveillance footage of the museum not long ago.

Thanks to the defection of Dorn Pavilion, Yi Huan had to spend a lot of time studying the low-level magical intelligence left behind by the Oz Kingdom, and although it was far less sophisticated than the wizards who had created them, it still had a lot to gain.

For example, now Yi Huan can use magic to invade a few low-level networks.

This low-level combination of magic and technology already has the rudimentary form of magical intelligence.

It is said that the end of technology and magic is the same end, whether it is the same end point is not clear, but in the early stage, the two are very different, and magic intelligence is also the only part that Yi Huan finds, and the two can overlap and combine.

The crystal ball quickly flashed a series of images, but there was no trace of those people, obviously, the surveillance video in the computer had been modified, and he was a master, leaving basically no traces.

"Wow!"

The light of the crystal ball still attracted the attention of a little boy, and he stared blankly at the crystal ball in Yi Huan's hand, not feeling afraid, but flashing with a gaze full of curiosity.

The little boy's low cry attracted the attention of the busy young female teacher not far away, and she followed her gaze and also saw Yi Huan, but after seeing the crystal ball in Yi Huan's hand, her forward steps paused for a moment.

She's not an ignorant bear child, and she can already feel strange about some things, but she also thinks of Yi Huan as a museum worker, maybe it's a live event or something.

She wanted to step forward to say hello, but after seeing Yi Huan's cold face, she stopped again.

Yi Huan also noticed that he had attracted the attention of the others, he put away the crystal ball, then stepped back, raised his foot and disappeared directly into the wall, disappearing without a trace.

He was left to look at the little boy and his teacher, not knowing if he was dazzled or if he had seen something else.

Yi Huan walked through the wall to another one in the Egyptian Pavilion, which was about American history, and there were a lot of people coming and going, and Yi Huan came out of the shadows, but it didn't attract much attention.

Obviously, the people of the government transferred the slate, and just half an hour ago, there was a time difference with Yi Huan, I don't know if it was intentional or if they had just found out.

Larry obviously didn't know these things, and even if he knew, he had just learned about it half an hour ago, otherwise he would have run away with the magic slate, how could he be stupid enough to wait for the hustle and bustle to arrive today.

Yi Huan has reason to suspect that the FBI did it, because compared to the CIA, the FBI is more responsible for internal affairs, and there were also four FBIs left in Capricorn Castle at that time, although their memories and equipment records were erased, but the FBI authorities must have other means to find some clues.

Yi Huan was ready to be exposed, but he didn't expect them to move so quickly.

The reason why Yi Huan didn't kill them directly and completely cover up his whereabouts was because in this world, in the end, Yi Huan's existence would definitely not be hidden, and he would eventually be exposed.

Finding the power of Silver Tongue and Goosebumps is the main purpose for which Yi Huan came here, but it is only one of the purposes.

He never forgot his promise.

Because of the abnormality of the soul, Yi Huan often falls into a state of chaos, because of a small thing, he will directly destroy the source and disappear a living life.

The longer the soul energy accompanied him, the more Yi Huan could feel the chaos at that time.

He has tried his best to integrate into the world as much as Winnie said at the time, although Yi Huan has no bottom line, and even he himself does not understand what kind of existence he is, but sometimes, he still abides by some things, as far as he can.

It's like a psychological comfort.

The FBI's actions will indeed cause some trouble for Yi Huan, but it will only be a minor trouble.

Yi Huan didn't try to fight the whole world or the whole country, but there was no problem in hiding and using some magic to continue to achieve his goals.

But before that, he had to find the slate.

After thinking about it, Yi Huan did not retreat to the main entrance hall, but turned around and came to the back door of the museum, that is, the delivery and lifting area for large objects.

Retreat back to the American history exhibit to the museum's lobby, and up the stairs leads you back to the office, where Meggie is still locked up.

Although the door is locked, it is believed that this will not be a problem for the FBI agents.

There are only two gates in the museum, the main entrance is for visitors to enter, and the back door is a place for loading and unloading some large cultural relics that cannot be entered by the main entrance.

If the FBI were going to take Meggie while they were leaving after transferring the slate, then there was a good chance they would have left through the back door.

So Yi Huan didn't choose to go back, but went directly to the back door.

Of course, Yi Huan also threw a detection magic in the direction of the main entrance, and if there was a fluctuation in Meggie's mana, he would immediately sense it.

In fact, Yi Huan hopes that the FBI can take the opportunity to take Meggie away, because then he can catch up with him, Meggie has absolutely so many tracking spells on her body that even Yi Huan can't solve it, if the FBI dares to take her away, it will definitely dig a big hole for himself.

The speed of Yi Huan may not seem fast, but after a few steps of going around and around, I came to the back door of the museum.

There was nothing on the cold stone steps behind them, there weren't even human footprints in the yet-melted snow, and the FBIs weren't too stupid to really try to snatch Meggie while they were not paying attention.

But they thought that they would not be able to find them if they were so easy to hustle and bustle, and that it was much more convenient to use magic to find someone than technology.

The phantom shifted silently, and Yi Huan's figure instantly turned into a black mist and rose upward, and then disappeared into the air like a whirlpool, and in the next moment, his body had condensed in the curator's office again.

The sudden appearance of Yi Huo startled Meggie, and she hurriedly closed the books she was looking at in her hand, what could there be to see in the museum director's office, the little girl was really bored.

But this little girl is actually not simple.

Yi Huan glanced at Meggie lightly, and then asked, "Is it normal to have contact with your father these days?" ”

Meggie's gaze ducked to the side, and Yi Huan already knew her reaction.

"You lied to me." There was no anger or anger in Yi Huan's voice, it was still calm, as if he was stating a simple fact.

Meggie didn't know how to deal with it, but Yi Huan didn't plan to dwell on her for too long, he took out a transparent vial with a silver glow from the shadow inside his clothes, and looked around.

In addition to the desks in the office, there are two bookshelves crammed with books, although their original owners don't look at them at all, but Yi Huan still finds a small mirror in the corner of the bookshelf.

The mirror is only the size of a palm, which is a little small for a magic mirror.

"There's a mirror here, and it's getting bigger because it needs to carry more things." Yi Huan suspended the mirror in the room, and then whispered.

After a few seconds, the mirror did not respond.

Meggie next to her couldn't help but bow her head and snicker, but after Yi Huan's gaze swept over, she immediately retracted.

"Okay." Yi Huan shrugged, then stretched out his finger, and a silver light bloomed and hit the surface of the mirror, and with a tooth-inducing creak, the entire mirror began to stretch, becoming more than a person tall.

Yi Huan opened the transparent glass bottle, and then threw the bottle with the liquid directly into the mirror.

There was no crisp cracking sound as expected, and the glass bottle seemed to melt into some kind of water, and was silently swallowed up by the surface of the mirror.

The mirror began to ripple, circled, like the ripples on the surface of the lake, after a breeze floated, the rippling mirror appeared the last waves, and then gradually calmed down, reflecting the figures of Yi Huan and Meggie.

Meggie had been watching Yi Huan's movements curiously, not understanding what he was doing, and at this time, she was also curiously looking into the mirror.

Naturally, the person in the mirror sat in the same motion, but the next moment, Meggie in the mirror suddenly shrank back, and then grabbed her hair strangely.

In Meggie's widening eyes behind him, Yi Huan whispered, "Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, quickly appear." ”

Yi Huan in the mirror took a step back abruptly, then bowed slightly, put his hand on his chest, and replied to Yi Huan, "My master, what do you want to know." ”

Meggie next to her covered her mouth and looked at the figure in the mirror in surprise, but Meggie in the mirror did not make the same movements as her, but showed a strange smile, as if she was about to take off her shirt, which frightened Meggie and quickly left in front of the mirror.

Fortunately, at this time, Yi Huan had already asked his question.

"The Magic Mirror tells me where he is."

The mirror surface blurred for a while, and after distorting, it revealed the figure of a speeding car, a black SUV, which looked quite like an FBI agent.

Behind the SUV, the giant Statue of Liberty can also be seen, Larry is still in New York, and is not too far from the Museum of Nature and History.

The image in the mirror distorts and shakes again, and then disappears.

Yi Huan put his hand deep into the mirror, and when he took it out again, he also took out the transparent vial containing the crystal silver, and the mirror appeared again with a ripple, and after the waves, it had changed back into an ordinary mirror.

Yi Huan set his eyes on Meggie's body, and as she took a step back in fear, he pulled out a bottle of potion and poured it into her mouth.

"We've got a quick ride ahead." Yi Huan grabbed Meggie's shoulder, "Hopefully this potion will alleviate some of your vertigo." (To be continued.) )