Chapter 547 My Plan

The temperature at night dropped sharply, and the perceived temperature reached about 2-3 degrees above zero. In addition, the square was empty and the wind was stronger.

Jin Xi and Ding Wangshu, who were squatting in the flowerbed at the main entrance, could no longer bear it. They leaned on each other and shivered.

Fang Shenyan's tone was particularly calm, as if he was talking about something trivial.

But when it fell into everyone's ears, it awakened the six tired minds in the cold wind.

Jin Xi's long eyelashes flickered, and she subconsciously grabbed Ding Wangshu's arm, her mind full of the words given by Fang Shenyan.

"Female ghost... How could it be a female ghost..."

Ding Wangshu lost the spirit she had when she first came. During the long wait, she began to feel a little panic.

She focused her eyes on the pyramid-shaped museum. On the row of impenetrable glass windows on the third floor, there was nothing.

Soon, she would walk into this haunted building.

Tongguan huddled at the exit of the back door of the church, avoiding the increasingly manic evening wind.

At this time, he asked the same question as Jin Xi:

"How could it be a female ghost?"

From the mission briefing, more than 80% of the root ghost of this mission is this mysterious painting called "Skin".

Since Skin is suspected to be the posthumous work of Lowell Andy, even if it is human skin, it will only be a man's skin.

In other words, even if Skin has gender, it should be a male ghost.

Tongguan Kaimai is about to provide further conclusive information.

But on the other side of the headset, Fang Shenyan seemed to have anticipated everyone's questions and took the lead in explaining:

"The female ghost is not smiling at me because it looks like this.

We all know the owner of this face, named Stephanie.

So it is not accurate to say that it is the face of a female ghost. It should be a painting.

Even a three-year-old child knows the name of this painting. It is called Stephanie's Smile."

Stephanie's Smile.

This painting is so famous that Fang Shenyan's description is not an exaggeration at all. Almost more than half of the people in the world have heard of this painting.

This painting is a widely circulated work by a world-famous artist fourteen centuries ago.

Rumor has it that if you look directly at Stephanie, you will feel that she is not smiling.

Only when you look into her eyes and feel the shadow on her cheek will you think she is smiling slightly.

The original work is naturally not in Shanming City, and the current painting is obviously a replica.

What Stephanie's smile is not important at all.

What really shocked Tongguan was why it appeared in front of the glass window on the third floor!

A painting floated to the window, and the woman in the painting was peeping at the living people outside the museum?

Hongfu was still uncertain and asked Fang Shenyan if he saw it wrong, after all, it was too incredible.

Fang Shenyan did not answer at all, which showed his affirmative attitude.

Tongguan would not ask such a low-level question, and he fell into a long silence at this moment.

Perhaps, the idea is wrong.

"Skin" is not a root ghost?

Now it has more than forty minutes before it arrives at the World Heritage Museum, but supernatural events have already occurred in the museum.

Does this mean that something in the museum is the real crisis of this mission?

"Brother Tong, can I think that our operation to steal the painting has failed?

From the current situation, the 'skin' is not the main source of crisis.

The real root ghost is inside the museum.

So we can't get the 'skin' without entering the museum..."

Feng Jiafu smiled bitterly, he lay on the wall tiredly, and had given up tidying up his messy hair.

Tongguan was silent.

What Feng Jiafu said makes sense.

This is a basic analysis based on the mission rules.

If the root ghost is not the "skin", but something in the museum.

Then they will definitely not be able to bypass the root ghost and directly steal the "skin".

The scene fell into a stalemate, and no one spoke, just listening to the whistling wind.

If the operation to steal the painting is doomed to fail, then what is the point of everything we do now?

Ding Wangshu was the first to speak in the headset:

"In that case, why are Sister Jin and I still sitting outside in the cold wind?"

Jin Xi pulled the sleeve of Ding Wangshu, motioning him to sit down and talk slowly.

Ding Wangshu stood in the wind, and did not listen to the advice, but continued to speak into the headset:

"Brother Tong, I am not questioning your decision, but at least you have to change shifts to guard.

Your two groups are hiding in the leeward, leaving us two frozen to death in such a large square, it is not justifiable."

In fact, Ding Wangshu's request is very normal. Groups 1 and 2 at least have a place to hide from the wind, and the two of them have been sitting in the square for too long.

I am afraid that if they continue, they will catch a cold before they enter the task.

Tongguan frowned, and while calling Feng Jiafu to exchange positions with Group 3, he was still thinking about the so-called painting snatching action in his heart.

But after a brief thought, he still believed that the painting snatching action must be carried out.

First of all, the painting snatching action is to get close to the "skin bag" as soon as possible, not necessarily to snatch it.

This is the primary action to determine the location of the "skin bag".

Secondly, if the arrival of the "skin" at the World Heritage Museum at 11 o'clock is useless information, then there is no need to write the task.

"The skin arrives" at 11 o'clock - the task starts at 12 o'clock, this hour must be extremely important.

In Tongguan's view, it was almost the key to the victory or defeat of this mission.

So, the painting grabbing had to continue no matter what.

Even if the "skin" was not the root ghost, even if the World Heritage Museum was bound to enter, they had to wait at the entrance of the museum before eleven o'clock!

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The little episode affected the atmosphere in the team.

In the next forty minutes, few people spoke again.

Six clerks and three groups of locations did not move except for rotating every fifteen minutes.

Only Fang Shenyan forcibly knocked out four innocent tourists and "tied" them into the car during this period.

At present, Hongfu and Chen Wen from the first group squatted in front of the flower bed at the main entrance.

Tongguan and Feng Jiafu from the second group guarded the safety passage.

Jin Xi and Ding Wangshu from the third group moved to the back door.

Everyone began to keep silent about Stephanie's smile and wholeheartedly welcomed the arrival of eleven o'clock in the evening.

Fang Shenyan, sitting alone in the business car, raised his wrist and stared at the hands on his watch.

Behind him, a rope tied six tourists together, and everyone was gagged to prevent them from making any noise.

The couple who were tied up first had fully awakened at this moment.

A man and a woman were screaming frantically towards Fang Shenyan's position, but because their mouths were blocked, they could only make weak wails.

Fang Shenyan ignored the anger behind him and just counted down carefully.

"Five, four, three, two, one..."

The World Heritage Museum ushered in the night of 23:00 on December 1.

Fang Shenyan looked at the pyramid of the museum from a macro perspective through the car window.

Except for the invisible wind, it was still empty here.

There was nothing, nothing came.

Tick, tick, tick.

Time was still passing, and all the clerks in the headsets spent their time waiting, without saying a word.

Until, it was quiet for another ten minutes.

At 23:10, Fang Shenyan moved his stiff neck, opened the car door and took a step out.

"No need to wait, the time has passed.

The painting robbery failed, it's time to follow my plan."