Artifact

Night Thirteen followed the oval-shaped creature and sped through the vast manor, never encountering a single guard along the way.

Even the surveillance equipment passing through the hallway "just happened" to turn to the other side.

Night Thirteen followed it around and around, finally standing in front of a statue in the hallway.

It is an anthropomorphic British lion with an exaggerated lion head and a nude human male body, holding a rose in one hand and a scepter in the other.

To be honest, this manor is full of tapestries, wall lamps, sculptures, and famous paintings, and I have seen at least twenty similar Night Thirteen alone, is this one more special?

Again, the little thing flew in front of the lion's navel and stood still.

Only then did Night Thirteen notice that the navel of the sculpture was quite deep, and it was concave from the outside to the inside, just the size of a little finger.

He reached out and plugged it in, and sure enough, there was a cold button inside!

With a slight touch, the wall behind the lion man sculpture slowly opened, revealing a secret door!

Night Thirteen stepped in without hesitation, and the secret door was immediately closed.

There are dim lights all around.

Again, it's a space of about four square meters, with walls made of metal and an empty interior.

At this time, the weird little thing actually made a noise:

"Hello, I'm sorry to meet you in this way. Whatever your purpose for coming here, I hope you'll do me a favor. "

This is not a human voice, but an electronically synthesized voice.

Night Thirteen looked at the little thing, and at this moment in a closed room, he was not worried:

"Who are you?".

"You may have heard my name, my name is Turin. "

Turin?

Night Thirteen shook his head, he had been in an insane asylum for twenty years, so it could be said that he didn't know anything about the outside world, but no matter who Turin was, Night Thirteen felt the need to dispel his concerns first:

"I'm sorry, I don't know or hear of you. But...... Since you know this secret path, why don't you come yourself?".

"I don't have anyone around me to trust, as for myself...... I have so many concerns that I have to make this decision!And you, being able to get information about this place from Hajmoth, means that your skills are far beyond ordinary humans!".

"Haimos?".

"Ah, the vampire you saw in the MI5 concentration camp — or more professionally, the Inherited Embryonic Proliferators (IRP-InheritedReproductiveProliferators), the last living specimen to be locked in the MI5 freezer. "

Night Thirteen's heart moved: "You know I've been to MI5?...... You've been spying on me?".

"No, I didn't even know you existed until thirty minutes ago. But...... The direction you are going is a place that only Hajmoth knows. And I don't want to hide anything from you, this is one of the deals I made with Hajmoth. "

Night Thirteen felt as if he had fallen into some kind of trap or bizarre cycle again, and couldn't help but get impatient:

"Turin, you'd better cut it short, I don't have that much time. "

A laugh came out of the little thing: "Hehe, in the face of such a cold gadget, there will indeed be some unreality." Well...... There's still too little energy here, so let's go down there and at least get me enough energy to ......

."

As he spoke, the small thing flew to the ceiling and made a high-frequency noise.

I saw a metal pillar descend from the top of the ceiling, and the pillar fell to the ground and opened up and down like petals on the side of the center of the room, just enough to accommodate one person inside.

has come to this point, no matter how much Night Thirteen has to break in.

He didn't even think about it, and stepped straight inside.

A red dazzling light lit up overhead, and a soft female voice sounded:

"Startgeneticmatchtesting......now..." ）

The silver-black little thing suspended in the air made an electronic synthesis sound: "Don't worry, I will open all the locks remotely for you, just stand still." "

Then a strange beam of light flashed all over the night, and after doing more than a dozen types of scans, the overhead light changed to a white soft ambient light:

"Identitymatchingcompleted!WelcometovisittheRareMuseum!".

To be honest, in addition to understanding what completed and Welcometo mean, Night Thirteen is basically equivalent to being blind.

He watched as the little creature flew to his side, and the hatch of the metal pillar slowly closed.

Night Thirteen realized that a capsule-like sealing chamber had formed in the metal pillar he was in, and at some point, the sealing chamber had slowly moved in the pipe, and then the speed became faster and faster.

Night's thirteen didn't feel any vibration or gravity at all, which shows that this device is quite high-tech.

The soft white light overhead turned green, then flashed three times.

The hatch opened, and a row of spotlights lit up in unison, from near to far.

Within the sight of the Thirteen is a huge underground museum!

The little thing flew out of the cabin with a "whew", and the black area of its core lit up a few times, and then a light shot out, projecting a human figure in the air!

"Hello, I'm Turin. I'm sorry to meet you in that way, but the underground energy source is more abundant, so I was able to appear in the form of a holographic projection. "

Night Thirteen stepped out of the sealed cabin and looked Turin up and down.

It was a blonde man who looked a little older than himself, he was quite tall, thin, and his square face looked as if it had been cut with a carving knife, which was quite a bit of a vicissitudes of life.

Night Thirteen was also polite: "What I'm looking for, is it also here?".

Turin said: "If you are going to trace the source of vampires, then yes. "

Night Thirteen asked again, "Why are you helping me?"

"Hehe, I'm actually helping myself. I wouldn't be here without you. "

Night Thirteen couldn't understand it anymore: "What the hell is going on?".

The

holographic projection man shot out of the little black thing looked at Night Thirteen: "You helped me get here, and in return I will tell you everything." But ......

".

Turin moved to the side, looking at his movements as if checking for something, and continued

"But...... You seem to have caused quite a mess...... Mr. Night Thirteen!".

"Night Thirteen, who is Night Thirteen!?".

Night Thirteen, who didn't admit it, suddenly became vigilant, he had never revealed his name to the other party from beginning to end, and now Night Thirteen had become another person in the hands of the disguised genius Boudicca.

How did this guy in Turin see through it!?