Xu Le is not an ordinary person, he does not take the usual path, but a federal fugitive who is wanted by the imperial side crazy, he dares to break into the white courtyard with a gun alone, even he admits that this road is too steep, and this thing is inevitably too crazy.
Based on this psychological expectation, when he came to the side gate of No. 3 of the Master Fan Mansion, answered a few simple questions according to the information obtained from the eavesdropping, and walked in without any hindrance, he could not help but have a lot of absurd and unspeakable flavors.
"What are you doing?"
asked the white-haired butler in the Fan Mansion with a blank face.
"I'm here to fix the heating lines."
Xu Le swallowed his saliva and moistened his somewhat dry throat, handed over a crude fake card that had taken a night to forge, and explained a little unnaturally: "The hot water pipeline in the remote area exploded twice last winter, and the department asked us to repair it quickly, so as not to have problems again after the winter." ” It is still far from the next winter, although it is true that some engineers in the department will enter the master's mansion for repairs these days, but Xu Le still feels that this reason is not very tenable, not to mention that the fake card is really easy to be recognized.
Unexpectedly, the white-haired butler didn't even look at the card, frowned and waved his hand, and led him in.
The moment he entered the courtyard and closed the door, Xu Le subconsciously glanced at the dark shadows outside the Master Fan Mansion with his peripheral vision, and after observing for dozens of days, he knew very well how many elite forces of the Emperor were in charge of security work in those darkness, and if the Master Fan Mansion found his own problem, he didn't know how many bullets would penetrate him.
But just like that, he came in, and like a joke, he entered the most mysterious master of the empire "Don't make any noise, there are a lot of old scholars who do historical research in the house, and they hate metal, so they also hate the sound of metal colliding."
The white-haired old butler obviously didn't care much about the brown-haired maintenance worker, and indifferently explained the precautions.
"Don't cough, the people in the house are old, they like to cough, so they don't like to hear other people's coughs."
"Don't run around, there are no institutions in the house, and there are no dogs, but even a cleaner in this house has a murder license in his hand, in case you run too much and make him feel bad" Xu Le followed behind the butler with the toolbox very honestly, seemingly listening carefully to these strange and intimidating warnings, in fact, his slightly drooping gaze has been sweeping beside him, and he can't see much of the internal situation outside the Master Fan Mansion, and it is rare to enter at this time, he must carefully check the terrain and analyze the functions of each area, so as to facilitate the search or escape again later.
"Don't look around."
The white-haired old butler didn't seem to know what Xu Le was doing without looking back, or every outsider who could enter the Master Fan Mansion in the past couldn't help but look around curiously, so he added this sentence indifferently.
Walking all the way, he was all the way under the shade of flowers and trees in the corner, and he didn't see much valuable thing, until he entered the pipeline central control room in a remote corner, and he was left alone.
The toolbox was gently placed on the ground, Xu Le looked at the complicated pipeline lines in front of him, frowned deeply, and did not make any movement for more than ten seconds.
He is not a little confused by the complex pipelines in front of him, no matter how complex the mechanical pipelines, as long as there is the corresponding external paint marking, he can sort out the pipeline structure in the shortest possible time, and find the one that needs to be repaired or does not need to be repaired.
What made him frown and fall into thought was the process of entering this white courtyard.
Closely related to the Imperial Hibiscus Dynasty, the incomparably mysterious Master Fan Mansion came in so easily This fact that has happened really makes him feel a little incredible, there is no rigorous search, there is no verification of identity, and even the toolbox under his feet has not been opened, what is the use of those elite troops of the emperor outside the mansion He squinted his eyes at the deep and peaceful night outside the window of the pipe room and the tall trees swaying with the spring breeze in the night, and always felt that there was something wrong, but he didn't know where the problem was, and he always felt that there was something strange hidden in the peaceful courtyard, and he didn't know where the abnormality was.
Exhaling softly and silently, he crouched down and opened the heavy toolbox and began to carry out his work, now that he had entered the room, he had to continue walking, whether there was a problem or not.
He called up the historical data in the monitoring screen next to him, found the few with the least sewage discharge, and then opened the central valve in the pipe room, and silently sampled and analyzed the high-level carbon rods, and put them into each pipe in turn.
Among them, there is a pipeline with the smallest historical sewage discharge value, and there are more flocculent substances in it, Xu Le's eyebrows raised slightly, waiting for the results of the analysis of high-level carbon rod sampling to appear on the light screen, and indeed the sewage discharged in this pipeline really contains the most K2 factor.
He had already checked beforehand, K2 was the most commonly used cleaning agent in the Imperial High-level Library, the question was why there were so many flocculents, could it be that the archives of the Master Fan Mansion were still using plant fiber books Although he hesitated, he did not hesitate, took out two pieces of something similar to rubber pads from the toolbox, pasted them on the pipe, pulled out the connection and connected them to a small metal box, and then took out a rubber rod and tapped it lightly on the metal pipe.
No human ear could hear the sound, but the shock wave generated by the collision between the rubber rod and the metal pipe quickly followed the pipe into the ground, continued to move forward until the exit at the end, and then folded back again, through the two pieces of rubber pad-like things, into the rough sonar receiver modified by Xu Le.
Master Fan's Mansion is very large, and Xu Le has no way to confirm where the room he is looking for is, so he can only choose in this way.
After confirming the location of the archives, he didn't leave immediately, but instead took the low-end shaft turntable from under the toolbox and connected it to the cable that had been pulled out of the depths of the ground.
He was going to hack into the surveillance system of the Master Fan Mansion, no, he was going to synchronize with this surveillance system.
Although it was easy to get in, this white courtyard was as undefended as a courtyard, but in the face of the teacher's teacher's old mansion, and in the face of the most mysterious name of the empire, Xu Le was very vigilant and cautious, and did not dare to take too many risks in the details, let alone believe that he could invade the other party's monitoring system and not let the other party find out.
Put on the earplugs, hang the miniature visual screen above the left eye, load the pistol, take a deep breath to stir the scorching power throughout the body, and may exert the speed of the leopard at any time, make all the preparations, Xu Le closed the door of the pipe room tightly, his body suddenly shrank, turned into a shadow through the window, and then disappeared in the shadow of the flower tree.
With his current strength or realm or the speed at which he can explode, under the cover of the night, it is difficult for ordinary surveillance probes to capture his figure, and once he stops, it is difficult to discover his existence even if someone walks by his side.
He walked like a shadow in the courtyard, carefully avoiding all dangers, and moving towards the goal, the master Fan Mansion was much larger than it looked outside, and it took a lot of places to get to the archives he had judged.
On the way forward, the sound of TV news, arguments, and the characteristic hum of tapping on the membrane keyboard came from time to time in the room, which made him feel a little strange, as if this courtyard was not some mysterious mansion of high-ranking officials, but a campus full of youthful flavor.
As he went, he saw a lot of buildings, and the facades of these buildings were invariably painted with white paint, and even though there were traces of time and wind and rain, they still gave people a chilling feeling of cleanliness.
I don't know how many bends he made, through the branches in front of him, Xu Le suddenly saw a stone wall that was not white in front of him, his body stiffened slightly, and there were several rows of scribbled words carved on the stone wall.
"He who is pure in heart has a bright future" His eyes narrowed, thinking that the guy who founded the Grand Fan Mansion back then must be a literary young man, who had to be cured, and the Federalists slandered the big men of the Empire, so he didn't notice that under the row of Imperial characters, there was a row of smaller characters.
There was not a single light, not a single sound, no one in the room, only the faint smell of plant fiber moisture-proof potion and the muffled sound of electricity characteristic of the disk array, which should have stored countless old-fashioned books and massive electronic materials.
Xu Le's eyes narrowed again, his eyelids narrowed a little, and he observed in the dark for a long time, confirming that there were no security measures that were too unnatural in this all-alloy building.
Using tools to disarm several trigger-type alarm systems, squatting at the dark door, it took three minutes to open the tight door lock, Xu Le slowly pushed the door open a gap and dodged in More than ever, he thanked his uncle for teaching him about locks, and reaffirmed that he could become the greatest thief in the universe whenever he wanted to.
A little pride flooded into my mind, but I was immediately condensed by the image in front of me.
As far as the eye can see, the room is full of black cloths, these heavy cotton black cloths can reach 100% shading rate, hanging from the ceiling, hanging straight to the ground, like a series of black space divisions, forcibly cutting the three-dimensional space into countless small grids.
Xu Le looked at these black cloths in surprise, looked at the books and those disk matrices in the grid surrounded by black cloths, and vaguely understood that the black cloth was probably used as a partition, but he didn't know why it was so separated.
He didn't have much time, so he first quickly browsed the paper books on the shelves, and found that there should be a lot of imperial secrets in them, but they were of no use to him, and he turned over four black cloth lattices in a row, and it was still the same.
Somewhat relaxed, he casually lifted a black cloth again, but a bright light flashed into his eyes Xu Le's pupils shrank, knowing that he didn't have time to put down the black cloth, he took out a pistol with lightning in his right hand, pressed the trigger with his fingertips, and aimed at the back behind the black cloth.
It was the back of a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man did not look back and asked, "What do you think of Schiller's early plays?"
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