At eight o'clock in the evening, the sun, having lost most of its light, still hung listlessly over the horizon, and the square in front of the Cairo Museum was shrouded in a dull twilight.

A truck with the words "Cairo Garbage Cleanup" painted on its shell in Arabic parked next to the dumpster at the back of the museum.

After making sure that there was no one around, the driver in the car jumped out of the car, and before turning around and closing the door, he threw the brown coat on his body in the cab, revealing the black night coat underneath.

Against the backdrop of a black dress, Zhang Luo's face was as white as a ghost, he was carrying the same black suitcase - "Pandora" in his right hand, and in his left hand was carrying the dark red backpack he had brought before.

"It's really troublesome to prepare this kind of thing temporarily......"

The truck had been secretly "requisitioned" from the scrap truck disposal plant outside the city, and the contents of the truck had been borrowed from Frankenstein back to the research base.

It took a lot of time just to come and go. As a result, he can only go into battle immediately, and he has no time to prepare other things.

- Must act before nightfall.

As for why he was in a hurry, Zhang Luo couldn't be clearer.

At night, the square is still brightly lit, and the mist from the central musical fountain is illuminated by the lights next to it.

Despite this, the number of visitors in the square was much lower than during the day, and the Cairo Museum had long since passed its closing time, leaving all the visitors, leaving only the guards and other staff.

"Goodbye."

An employee who is responsible for maintaining the artifact said goodbye to his colleagues who were still working, and then pushed open the small door of the employee's exit and walked out of the house quickly.

The night breeze with a little heat was blowing in his face, and the mustachioed guy was about to leave when he suddenly felt that something was not right.

"Huh?"

Didn't see anything though. But he always felt that someone seemed to have passed by him just now and entered the museum office area behind him.

“……”

He looked back in silence, and the door that he had just pushed open was slowly closing, and there was no figure in sight.

Maybe it's a delusion......

With this thought in mind, he turned and walked away quickly. During off-hours. He didn't bother at all about what was going on in the museum.

"Click!"

The small door behind him closed, and Zhang Luo, who was in a state of invisibility, looked at the scene in front of him.

Under the effect of the trial version of the optical camouflage generator, he has become a complete "transparent person" in the eyes of others, but the fluorescent lamp above the corridor casts a shadow under his feet, which cannot be hidden by optical camouflage.

"Sure enough, it's a test ......," Zhang Luo sighed silently.

Just now, when I passed by an ordinary employee, I was almost discovered. If you encounter those guys who are suspected of being "vampire mummies", optical camouflage will undoubtedly not come in handy. So now......

Realizing that there was no way to hide in the corridor, Zhang Luo quickened his pace and passed through the narrow corridor silently.

Just as he passed by the door of the men's bathroom, the accident happened.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and a brown-skinned man in blue overalls who had just come out of the toilet happened to hit Zhang Luo, and the middle-aged man with a beard was stunned for a moment. Then his eyes widened suddenly.

-- Unlike complete stealth, optical camouflage is something that can be viewed from a distance but cannot be played with. It's hard to make out from a distance, but if you encounter it up close, you can still see the incongruity if you look closely.

"Damn."

In the face of an unexpected situation, Zhang Luo's reaction was extremely fast, and before the other party screamed, he directly used a "hand knife" to cut the opponent's neck. Knock the middle-aged man unconscious.

Then, he carried the guy's fat body, opened the innermost compartment of the toilet, threw the unconscious poor man on the toilet, and closed the door for each other very intimately.

"This place should not stay for a long time......"

That guy won't wake up until at least tomorrow. But Zhang Luo knew very well that if he continued to waste time here, he might have to make another mistake.

Walking quickly through the bright corridor, following the map displayed in the Executioner's Eye, pushing open the glass door at the end of the corridor, Zhang Luo, who turned into a "transparent man", entered the empty but brightly lit hall.

What appears in sight are all kinds of antiquities that can be regarded as priceless treasures in the eyes of those who know how to do it.

The floor of the hall is recognizable, and the internal display stands show proof of the glory of the ancient Egyptian dynasties: from the rudimentary tools of prehistoric civilizations to the clay vessels in the pyramids. Lots of precious artifacts are displayed in the halls of the museum seemingly unsuspectingly.

Although it seems that he can take it with his hand, Zhang Luo, who has checked the holographic map inside the museum, knows very well that as long as he approaches any cultural relic, he will immediately trigger the pressure sensor on the floor next to him.

Of course, he had no intention of taking the sheep with him at all, but stood beside the white pillar beside him, stretched out his black gloves, and tried to press them on the pillar with his black gloves, which of course he could not see at all now.

After moving vigorously and making sure that there was no problem with the gloves, Zhang Luo began to rise steadily with his five fingers open, and quietly climbed up the column in a posture similar to that of a gecko climbing a wall.

The equipment he is using now is the famous "gecko gloves", which is the equipment used by Tom to climb the glass curtain wall of the building in "Mission Impossible 4".

Of course, the "gecko gloves" improved by Frankenstein have a much greater attachment power than the original, so there is no need to worry about falling at all.

In just twenty seconds, Zhang Luo had successfully climbed to the second floor.

Taking off his gloves and stuffing them into his pockets, he wiped the sweat from his forehead as he looked at the second-floor pavilion, which was smaller than the first floor.

-- The Cairo Museum's second-floor pavilion, unlike the spacious first-floor hall, is divided into dozens of rooms, each with a different set of exhibits, including the legendary "Mummy Room", which is one of the most popular areas of the museum.

The reason why I gave up going directly to the ground floor from the first floor and went up to the second floor was because the security system in the exhibition area on the second floor was slightly weaker than that on the first floor.

To be on the safe side, it is undoubtedly the right choice to bypass this side.

"Five minutes to go......"

After confirming the duration of his "invisibility cloak", Zhang Luo quickened his pace again, walked through the brightly lit hall, and walked towards the safe passage entrance in the corner.

The security measures in the stairwell are naturally much weaker than those in the exhibition halls of the museum, and as long as you enter the stairwell, you can easily go down to the basement floor. But......

"Knock, knock, knock."

Just as Zhang Luo was about to approach the stairwell, he suddenly heard heavy footsteps not far from him, mixed with muffled whimpering.

At the moment of the voice, he held his breath and pressed his whole body against the wall like chewing gum, while turning his "invisible" head and looking in the direction where the voice came from.

What greeted me was a dark mummy showroom, in which you couldn't see anything.

Zhang Luo turned on the night vision mode of the Executioner's Eye, and suddenly saw an amazing scene:

Several "vampire mummies" in black suits were carrying a young man in casual clothes and placing the poor fellow, who was tied up with five flowers and his mouth covered with duct tape, next to the golden coffin used to store the mummy.

"Mmmmmm......" The man struggled hard, trying to say something, but was firmly held down by several black-clothed men next to him, completely unable to move.

"You want to steal the artifacts here." A man in black whispered, his vampire-pale face glowing under the sight of a night vision device.

The bound man shook his head, tears and snot covering his face, and it was clear that he knew what was coming.

"We need a new 'Pharaoh', and you can atone for your sins now." The man in black who had just spoken took out a cone-like thing from his pocket, with a sharp barb in front of it.

"Mmmmmm

The moment he saw that thing, the man who was tied up writhed like crazy, but it was a pity that the "vampire mummy" around him would not give him any chance to resist at all.

"Hold him down, and I'll make a new mummy." The man in black gave orders to his companion beside him, and then jerked the sharp cone in his hand.

"I'll go, are the mummies on display here actually 'made on site'......"

Witnessing the indescribable mummy-making process in front of him, Zhang Luo secretly sighed in his heart while quietly slipping towards the staircase.

"Thank you for helping me get my attention, I'll be in silent mourning for you, friend."

While those men in black were making new "mummies", Zhang Luo, who had infiltrated the museum, quietly entered the stairwell and crept down. (To be continued.) )