Part 2 The Faceless Man Chapter 108: The Changing of the Living
In the exhibition hall where Russell’s diary was kept, the two members of the “Mechanical Heart” team suddenly heard a snap.
They looked sideways at the same time and looked at the seal that was made of blocks on the glass display case.
Inside the scaled-down model of the museum’s first floor, a gray dot was flickering.
”There’s an extra inanimate object inside that nearest lavatory.” One of the team members made a clear judgment.
The other team member relaxed slightly, frowned, and said in a speculative tone:
”Dead leaves blown in by the wind?”
”Possibly.” The team member who spoke first nodded his head and said, “Wait and have a passing security officer check it over to confirm the situation. The captain told us to guard here and not to leave no matter what happens, especially not alone.”
If it came to the most urgent situation, they could carry Rossel’s notes with them to evacuate.
”Good.” His companion had no objections to that.
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In the office area on the second floor of the museum, Klein was like a floating wandering spirit, passing through wall after wall and flying towards the Recovery Study directly above him.
However, he didn’t fly too fast and kept sensing the fire downstairs, calculating the distance.
When the length of the straight line between the two points approached 30 meters, he raised his illusory and transparent right hand and silently snapped his fingers.
Inside the lavatory on the first floor, the box of matches burst open steeply, emitting a modest rumbling sound.
Immediately afterward, streams of crimson flame leapt up, igniting the paper towels, the potted plants, and the wooden structure of the isolation door.
The fire did not spread for a while, but the sound was alarming enough.
Being in the neighborhood, the security personnel who heard the sound immediately rushed towards that position, while in the exhibition hall monitoring the whole situation on the first floor, the two members of the “Mechanical Heart” team also saw the flames inside the “model” at the same time, and subconsciously rushed there, which was both to try and extinguish the fire, and also to prepare for arrest. This is both an attempt to extinguish the fire, but also to prepare for the arrest of those who created the chaos.
However, just after running two steps, they stopped and remembered the captain’s instruction:
No matter what happened, do not leave this showroom and the Roselle Notes!
They glanced at each other, looked warily at the two entrances to the exhibition hall, and quietly took out the extraordinary weapons that belonged to themselves.
–As the extraordinary people of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, they never lacked equipment.
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At this time, Max Levimore, who was patrolling the different exhibition halls on the first floor with a horse lamp, also noticed the commotion, and rushed towards the direction of the exhibition hall where Rossel’s notes were located without even thinking about it.
Securing the items was prioritized over catching the infiltrator!
Moreover, Max believed that no matter what the other party’s purpose was, as long as they entered the first floor of this house affected by the sealing object and entered the various showrooms, it wouldn’t be that easy to leave!
If there was a lack of help outside, that infiltrator would even be trapped to death here!
And even if there were helpers, it would still take a short while to break the effect.
”Once you come in, you’re the prey that stepped in the trap!” Max Levimore ran fast, passing through one exhibition hall after another, and finally saw the figures of his two companions.
And by this time, Klein on the second floor of the museum had already penetrated through the doors and walls according to the memorized layout diagram, and arrived at the position directly above the restored study.
He didn’t rush to launch a follow-up action, but first looked down at the bottom.
Because that stone slab was relatively thick, Klein wasn’t able to vaguely confirm whether or not an aura or mood color existed down there, so he could only open his arms, fall forward, and plop down onto the ground without a sound.
His illusory, transparent figure quickly blurred and merged into the floor.
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On the ceiling of the first floor, where the huge crystal chandelier hung, a nearly invisible, vaguely human face suddenly protruded.
This bizarre human face looked down at the exhibition hall, its eyes constantly turning, taking in the scenes from all corners of the area.
No Extraordinary, no security …… Klein muttered, and at once the whole figure penetrated the ceiling and landed, half in flight and half at speed, in front of Rossel’s desk, which was shrouded in glass.
He swept a glance, without hesitation at the same time stretched out two hands, respectively grabbed to the “creative manuscript” within the bookmarks and the bookmarks like a child’s graffiti.
He was preventing a powerful extraordinary person from being able to use a marvelous means to retrace the scene here, so he wanted to show that he didn’t know which bookmark had anomalies, so that the investigator couldn’t suspect Ms. “Justice” who had only touched one bookmark.
The spirit body that had been empowered by the Aztec Copper Whistle passed through the glass cover with a slight lag, and held the two bookmarks steadily, then wrapped them in the spirit body.
Having done this, Klein was inwardly settled, no longer visibly apprehensive or tight.
He reached out again and grabbed the other bookmarks.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
The loud and mournful sound of a baby’s cry suddenly echoed through the exhibition hall.
It was so unreal, as if it came from far, far away.
Klein’s body stiffened, as if the lake had been hit by ultra-low temperatures, and there was an obvious freeze.
It was as if he had been frozen even in his spiritual state!
Woah! Whoa! Whoa!
Accompanying that burst of baby cries after burst of baby cries was a thin black slit that surrounded Klein like a discontinuous iron fence.
In just an instant, one of the black slits cracked open, and inside was a blood-covered eyeball, and in the center of the eyeball was a deep pupil, where inch-haired white bugs squirmed and crawled.
One, two, three …… of those black slits opened one after another, and one after another strange and weird eyeballs protruded into the mid air, and they were densely packed, coldly and mercilessly gazing at Klein.
As they appeared, everything around them froze, and even the illusory spirit body could not penetrate.
It was difficult for Klein to even sense the existence of the spirit world, to see the differently shaped transparent figures in the infinite heights, and to see the different colors of the bright and clear light that contained a lot of knowledge.
”Why did you only take the bookmark?” A soft but emotionless female voice reached Klein’s ears.
He froze in place, only to see that there was a tall bookshelf at the very front that was divided into two tiers and almost against the ceiling, where there were stairs and passages encircling volumes of books.
At the top of the stairs sat a figure hidden by darkness.
The figure’s feet in black leather boots dangled down against the wooden stairs, suspended in mid-air.
I didn’t even realize that she existed …… Is this a strong person of the “Mechanical Heart”? No, maybe it’s a High Sequence powerhouse! In a flash of thought, Klein didn’t reply and narrowed his eyes slightly.
”Why did you only take the bookmark? Where did you know to take bookmarks?”
The figure asked again, a little more sternness in the softness, and the bloodshot eyeballs around her expanded rapidly, seeming to take up the entire space.
Before her words left her mouth, a large grin suddenly appeared on Klein’s grease-painted face.
His illusory, nearly transparent figure instantly disappeared, going nowhere!
Even the Aztec Copper Whistle and the two bookmarks wrapped within his spirit body disappeared with him!
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Above the gray mist, inside the majestic old palace.
Klein’s figure suddenly appeared at the top of the long mottled table.
He leaned back against the back of his chair and said with a light laugh:
”Fortunately, I was prepared.”
His spiritual state was not an extraordinary ability in itself, it did not come from the mutual transformation of physical and spiritual bodies, it was the product of summoning himself and responding to his own ritual.
And the power of this ritual originated from this mysterious space above the gray mist, from its specialness!
Therefore, as long as Klein got his hands on it, he didn’t even need to make an attempt to escape, he could just end the summoning and go back above the gray mist, and then from here, instantly return to his physical body in the real world!
Because the space above the gray mist can isolate the power of the “Eternal Sun”, “Real Creator” and other deities, so Klein believes that without the interference of deities, the suspension of the summoning will not be interrupted!
As long as the other party didn’t kill his spirit body or put him in a coma in the first place, Klein was sure to escape!
That’s why he didn’t want to make the long journey after becoming a spirit, the interval was too long and there were too many variables.
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The light of the scarlet moon shone through the window, and the woman sitting on the top of the ladder between the bookshelves looked at the front of the desk in silence, looking at where Klein had been, and the cries of the babies and the eyeballs around her had disappeared.
I don’t know how long it took, but the top of the ladder was suddenly empty, as if no one had ever been there.
Inside the gallery where Russell’s diary was kept, Max Levimore addressed the two team members:
”You guys watch this place while I go look for the guy who snuck in.”
”He must still be trapped somewhere on the first floor by the power of the sealing object!”
As he spoke, he looked towards the seal, towards the “model” on the first floor of the museum, wanting to find the red dot belonging to the infiltrator, and quickly pinpoint the other party’s location.
However, he looked and counted, but he felt that it was not right.
The number of people did not increase at all!
”This ……” Max Levimore stiffened in place.
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18 King’s Road, inside the storage room of a certain wealthy businessman.
Klein’s eyes were rejuvenated, while the corners of his mouth curled up a little.
He left both the bookmark and the Aztec copper whistle on top of the gray mist, returning to his body in a time-saving manner.
Extinguishing the candles and ending the ritual, Klein tended to the scene, using a specially formulated potion to neutralize the smell of the Holy Night Powder and those essential oils puree within the ritual.
After doing so, he lifted the wall of spirituality and let the wind blow away the remaining traces.
He then took out his “master key” and had to walk through the houses to get to the far side of the carriage for hire.
After using his cane to determine the direction, so as not to get lost and return to the Kingdom Museum or go to a certain church, Klein began to walk quickly, constantly using the “master key” to open doors and walls.
After walking in a straight line for a while, he suddenly had a little trouble grasping his position.
Well …… two more houses and then go out, if it is no longer in the King’s Road, then find a rental carriage, or, again, divination? When I get home, I will immediately study the “blasphemy card”! Klein made a quick decision, put the brass-colored, ancient-shaped key against the wall, and gently twisted it.
An invisible wave of water rippled through the room, and he arrived at the next building in the townhouse.
At that moment, his nose twitched and he smelled the strong odor of blood.
A strong smell of blood! Klein frowned and raised his eyes to see a lady collapsed in the living room in front of him.
The lady’s expression was full of pain, and there was a large wound on her abdomen, in which all of her internal organs seemed to have disappeared.
At the same time, Klein heard the sound of “Ho Ho Ho”.