Xu Le is not an ordinary person, and he does not take the usual path. However, a federal fugitive who was madly wanted by the empire dared to go into the white courtyard alone with a gun. Even he himself admitted that he chose this path. It's a little too steep, and it's a little too crazy.
Based on this psychological expectation, when he came to the side door of Master Fan Mansion No. 3, answered a few simple questions according to the information obtained from the eavesdropping, and walked in without any obstruction, he couldn't help but give birth to a lot of absurd and unspeakable tastes.
"What are you doing?" asked the white-haired butler in Master Fan's house with a blank expression.
"I'm here to repair the heating line." Xu Le swallowed his saliva to moisten his dry throat, handed over a crude fake card that he spent all night forging, and explained somewhat unnaturally: "Last winter last year The hot water line in the remote residence has burst twice, and the department asked us to repair it quickly to avoid problems in the winter."
It is still far from the next winter. Although it is true that some engineers from the department will enter the Master Fan Mansion for maintenance recently, Ke Xu Le still feels that this reason is not very tenable, not to mention that the forged card is really very Easy to be spotted.
Unexpectedly, the white-haired butler didn't even glance at the card, frowned and waved his hand, and led him in.
The moment he entered the hospital and closed the door, Xu Le subconsciously glanced at the dark shadow of the tree outside Master Fan's mansion. Master Fan Fu found his own problem, not knowing how many bullets would shoot through him.
But it just came in like this? Just like a joke, he entered the most mysterious master of the empire, Fan's house
"Don't make any noise. There are many old scholars doing historical research in the house. They hate metal, so they also hate the sound of metal collision."
The white-haired old housekeeper obviously didn't care much about the brown-haired maintenance worker, and he explained the precautions indifferently.
"Don't cough. The people in the house are getting older. They like to cough, so they don't like to hear others cough."
"Don't run around, there are no agencies in the house, and there is no dog, but even a cleaner in this house has a killing license in his hand, in case you make too much noise when you run, it will make him feel bad. …”
Xu Le carried the toolbox very honestly and followed behind the housekeeper. He seemed to be listening seriously to these strange and threatening warnings. In fact, his slightly downcast eyes swept across the side, watching from outside the Master Fan Mansion. There are not too many internal situations, and it is rare to enter at this time. He must carefully check the terrain and analyze the functions of each area to facilitate later search... or escape again.
"Don't look around."
The white-haired old butler seemed to know what Xu Le was doing without looking back, or every outsider who could enter Master Fan's mansion in the past couldn't help but look around curiously, so he added this indifferently.
Walking all the way, there were all the paths shaded by flowers and trees in the corner, and I didn't see much valuable things until he entered the pipeline control room in the remote corner, and he was left alone.
The toolbox was gently placed on the ground, Xu Le looked at the complicated pipelines in front of him, his brows furrowed deeply, and he did not move for more than ten seconds.
He is not confused by the complicated pipelines in front of him. No matter how complicated the mechanical pipelines are, as long as there are corresponding external paint marks, he can sort out the pipeline structure in the shortest time and find the ones that need to be repaired or not. That one.
What made him frown into thinking was the process of entering this white courtyard.
The incomparably mysterious master Fan Mansion, which is closely related to the Baijin Dynasty of the empire, just came in so easily
The fact that this has happened really makes him feel a little unbelievable. There was no rigorous search, no multiple verifications of identity, and even the toolbox at the foot had not been opened. What was the use of the elite troops of the imperial military outside the mansion
He squinted at the deep and peaceful night outside the window of the plumbing room and the tall trees swaying in the night with the spring breeze. He always felt that there was something wrong, but he didn't know where the problem was. Don't know where the difference is.
Breathing out softly and silently, he squatted down, opened the heavy toolbox, and started his work. Now that you have entered this place, no matter whether there is a problem or not, you have to keep going.
He called up the historical data on the monitoring screen next to him, found the few pipes with the least sewage discharge, then opened the central valve in the pipe room, silently took samples and analyzed the high-level carbon rods, and put them into each pipe in turn.
One of the pipelines has the smallest historical sewage discharge value, and there are too many flocs in it. Xu Le raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for the results of analyzing the high-level carbon rod sampling to appear on the light screen to determine the sewage discharged in this pipeline. Sure enough, it contains the most K2 factor.
He had checked beforehand that K2 was the most commonly used cleaning agent in the imperial high-level library. The question was why there were so many flocs. Could it be that the archives of Master Fan's residence are still using plant fiber books
Although he was hesitant in his heart, he acted without any hesitation. He took out two pieces of rubber pads from the toolbox, stuck them on the pipes, pulled out the wires and connected them to a small metal box, and then took out a rubber rod. Tap lightly on metal pipes.
No human ear can hear the sound, and the shock wave generated by the collision between the rubber rod and the metal pipe quickly traveled down the pipe into the ground, continued forward until the exit at the end, and then folded back again, passing through the two pieces of rubber. Something like a pad entered Xu Le's rough sonar receiver.
Master Fan's mansion is very big, Xu Le has no way to confirm where the room he is looking for is, so he can only choose this way.
After confirming the location of the archives, he did not leave immediately, but took out the low-end pivoting screen workbench often used by maintenance workers from under the toolbox, and connected it to the cable that had been pulled from deep underground.
He wants to invade the monitoring system of Master Fan Mansion, no, to be more precise, he wants to synchronize with this monitoring system.
Although it was easy to get in, this white courtyard was as undefended as a brothel, but facing the teacher's teacher's old house and the most mysterious name of the empire, Xu Le was very cautious and did not dare to go into details. Taking too many risks, let alone believing that oneself invaded the other party's monitoring system, still can not be discovered by the other party.
Put on the earplugs, hang the miniature visible light screen above the left eye, load the pistol, take a deep breath to make the scorching power arouse the whole body, and the power of the speed bear of the leopard may be exerted at any time. Make all the preparations, Xu Le tightly Closing the door of the plumbing room, his body suddenly shrank, turned into a shadow, came out through the window, and then hid in the shadow of flowers and trees.
With his current strength or realm or the speed at which he can explode, it is difficult for ordinary surveillance probes to capture his figure due to the cover of the night. Once it stops, even if someone walks by his side, it is difficult to find him. his presence.
He was walking in the courtyard like a shadow, carefully avoiding all dangers, and heading towards the goal. Master Fan's mansion was much bigger than it looked from the outside. To reach the archive room he judged, he had to go through a lot of places.
On the way forward, the sound of TV news, arguments, and the unique humming of the membrane keyboard could be heard from time to time in the room. These sounds made him feel a little weird. It seems that this courtyard is not some mysterious high official residence. , but a campus full of youthful flavor.
On the way forward, he saw a lot of buildings, and the exterior walls of these buildings were painted with white paint without exception. Even though there were traces of time and wind and rain, they still gave people a clean and disturbing look. cold feeling.
I don't know how many turns around. Through the branches in front of him, Xu Le suddenly saw a non-white stone wall appearing in front of him. His body froze and stopped, only to see several rows carved on the stone wall. Scribbled words.
"Those who are pure in heart have a bright future..."
His eyes narrowed, thinking that the guy who founded Master Fan's mansion must be a young man of literature and art who needs to be cured. The Commonwealth slandered the big men of the empire again and again, so he didn't notice that there was a row of smaller characters under the row of imperial characters.
There was no light, no sound, no one in the room, only the faint smell of plant fiber moisture-proof potion and the low electric current unique to the disk array. There should be countless old books and massive electronic materials stored in it.
Xu Le's eyes squinted again, and his eyelids were a little awkward. After observing in the dark for a long time, he confirmed that this all-alloy building's room did not have too much security measures.
Using tools to disarm several trigger alarm systems, he squatted at the dark door and spent three minutes unlocking the tight door lock. Xu Le slowly pushed the door open a gap and dodged in!
More than ever, he thanked his uncle for the knowledge of locks he taught him, and at the same time reaffirmed that he could become the greatest thief in the universe at any time if he wanted to.
A little pride flooded into my mind, but it was immediately condensed by the picture in front of me.
Looking around, there are black cloths everywhere in the room. These thick cotton black cloths have a shading rate of about 100%. They are suspended from the ceiling and perpendicular to the ground, just like black space partitions. Shengsheng cut the three-dimensional space into countless small cells.
Xu Le looked at these black cloths in surprise, looking at the books and disk matrices displayed in the grid enclosed by the black cloths, and vaguely understood that the black cloths were probably used for partitions, but he didn't know why.
He didn't have much time. First, he quickly browsed the paper books on the bookshelf and found that there should be many secrets of the empire, but they were of no use to him.
A little relaxed, he 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 the pistol in his right hand like lightning, squeezed the trigger tightly 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 didn't look back and asked, "What do you think of Schiller's early script?"