Battle of Gakuen Island

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The cabin became quiet, and Fang Yuan concentrated on driving the car, increasing the speed to the highest speed allowed by the road conditions.

Near noon, the car stopped in front of the parking lot next to the National Museum.

"Miss, we have to hurry up and we have a long way to go."

Fang Yuan parked the car and opened the door on Zhu Xinyi's side.

Zhu Xinyi and Tongzi got out of the car and stretched out.

"Uncle Fang, lead the way ahead, don't worry about us two, we can keep up."

Both Zhu Xinyi and Tongzi have entered the level of Jiansheng, and Tongzi can enter the late period of Jiansheng at any time, so they are just hurrying, and they are very confident.

Fang Yuan glanced at Zhu Xinyi and Tongzi, and then walked quickly in front. After several rounds of turning around, Zhu Xinyi and Tongzi followed very easily. Fang Yuan finally applied the method of expansion and raised his speed to the extreme.

In spite of this, Zhu Xinyi and Tong Zi still follow Fang Yuan with ease, which surprises Fang Yuan secretly.

He knew very well that Zhu Xinyi’s strength was far less than it was three years ago. Even if he only had to take more than half of his speed, Zhu Xinyi would not be able to keep up with him. However, now that he has exerted his full strength, Zhu Xinyi still follows him with ease. .

"In the past three years when Missy disappeared, I was trying to improve myself! 』

Fang Yuan thought so, but there was no pause at his feet.

A few minutes later, Fang Yuan led Zhu Xinyi and Tongzi around the National Museum and came to a small door on the side.

Fang Yuan stepped forward and tapped gently on the small door. The small door was quickly opened, and an old man with gray hair and glasses walked out from inside.

"Fang Yuan, you are late!"

The old man glanced at the three men, his eyes stayed on Fang Yuan, and said very politely.

"Well, Mr. Song, I'm really sorry, the road is a bit blocked, so you have been waiting for a long time."

Fang Yuan bowed to Song Lao and said with a smiley face, his attitude was very respectful, and he didn't look like he once was kind to Song Lao.

"Forget it, not too long. The road conditions in the imperial capital cannot blame you... Come with me!"

Song Lao waved his hand, then turned and walked inwards. Fang Yuan made a gesture to Zhu Xinyi and Tong Zi, and quickly followed.

Through the long passage, Song Lao took Zhu Xinyi and three people to a gate. After comparing fingerprints and irises, a code lock popped up on the gate.

Song Lao entered a long string of passwords on the keyboard, and the door vibrated with a muffled sound. After a moment, he separated to the sides, revealing a slightly oblique downward path at the back.

"Go!"

When Song Lao finished talking, he took the lead and walked in until the end of Yongdao, before stopping at another gate.

Repeated the previous set of operations, but this time an additional operation to verify identity.

After repeating this several times, Song Lao and the three men stopped in front of a heavy gate.

"These are all national treasure-level cultural relics. I'll take you in to watch the broken rules, so I hope you will pay attention to your behavior after entering, and don't do anything that might cause damage to those national treasures."

After receiving solemn promises from Fang Yuan and others, Song Lao turned around and opened the last door. Behind the door was a small dressing and disinfection room. After passing through the dressing and disinfection room, it was the real treasure trove.

Zhu Xinyi and Tongzi put on protective clothing and strictly disinfected according to the instructions of Song Lao.

"what is that?"

Song Lao suddenly pointed to the bag in his hand and asked.

"Paint brushes, drawing paper, and paints should not be allowed to take pictures here, so we intend to rely on painting..."

"It won't work!"

Before Zhu Xinyi finished the explanation, he was interrupted by Song Lao.

"Okay, then we won't paint."

Zhu Xinyi pulled his pupils away, not to let pupils say anything, put those paintings in the dressing room, and walked into the treasure house with Mr. Song.

"Wow!"

Zhu Xinyi and Tong Zi couldn't help but exclaimed, even Fang Yuan took a breath when he looked at the piece of valuable treasures.

One by one records this nation, this treasure of the glorious history of civilization, is installed in transparent glass cabinets one by one.

"The temperature, humidity, light, etc. are all controlled by the computer, and they are always maintained in the most suitable range for storing these treasures. Those glass cabinets are the highest strength bulletproof glass, which can resist the impact of high explosives of 100 kilograms. , And there is an alarm device in the glass cabinet, which directly connects to the National Security Bureau."

Song Lao and Zhu Xinyi walked all the way through these treasures, kept introducing them, and finally stopped in front of a glass wall.

"This is the authenticity of the mural you want to see. The mural is just a copy of part of the authenticity."

Song Lao pointed to the mural behind the glass wall and told Zhu Xinyi and Tong Zi who had been shocked.

"Mr. Song, can you tell us something about this mural? I want to know more about this mural, not just the picture itself."

Zhu Xinyi leaned towards Song Lao, and then asked with a very respectful attitude. She didn't expect the authenticity of this mural to be so large. To see and remember every detail, Tongzi must concentrate and spend some time, so Zhu Xinyi You must hold Lao Song as much as possible.

"Okay, then I will tell you about it. Rarely, there are young people like you who are interested in this. She, do you want to listen together?"

Song Lao smiled for the first time, and then looked at Tongzi, asking whether Tongzi would listen together.

"She doesn't need it, Mr. Song Lao you don't know, she is more interested in the art of this mural, and I am interested in the history behind this mural."

Zhu Xinyi hurriedly answered for Tongzi, and finally helped Tongzi get an opportunity to concentrate. How could she be allowed to listen to these minor things.

"Really, it's not bad to like art. The ancestors in the era of Ru Mao drink blood, the beauty that is reflected is closer to nature."

Looking at the focused figure of Tongzi, Song Lao nodded approvingly and told Zhu Xinyi the history of this mural.

I sensed all this in the Tianyin Hall, nodded to them, and laid a few layers of space faults around me, then flashed out of the Tianyin Hall.

After putting away the Tianyin Hall, I didn't listen to Song Lao's speech with Zhu Xinyi, nor did I go to the pupil's side to disturb her. Instead, I stepped back a bit and observed the mural.

The authentic mural has a few more screens than the imitation that Kaori had secretly photographed, which makes the whole story more complete and the shock effect is a geometric multiple increase.

I fixed my eyes on this mural, completely immersed in the whole story described by the mural, sorted out all the information at hand, and gradually glimpsed a corner of the world in the ancient period.