Chapter 513 Aurora Appears

Ten minutes ago.

Guest room.

Yang Xiao sat cross-legged on the bed, with his phone placed in the center in front of him. Bright lights filled every corner of the room. He stared at the phone in front of him, thinking.

"Chen Ling and I can both sense magnetic fields... Theoretically, what he can do, I should be able to do too..."

"But how to do it?"

"I can sense the magnetic field around me, but I can't control electronic devices as finely and accurately as he can, nor can I interfere with communication signals... Is my mental power too weak?"

Yang Xiao closed his eyes, concentrating on mobilizing the magnetic field around him, trying to control his phone to automatically unlock...

But in the end, his phone screen just flickered, as if the contact was bad, sometimes close to extinguishing, sometimes bright and dazzling, with a faint sound of electric current flashing, the phone screen instantly fell into darkness.

A faint smell of burning wafted out from the body.

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and immediately held up the phone with both hands, trying to turn it on, but it didn't respond as if he was holding a brick... Its battery was completely burned out.

Yang Xiao's face showed a look of pain.

He threw his phone aside and walked back and forth in the room with a sigh. At this moment, he glanced at the window and saw several sneaky figures passing by downstairs.

"Huh?"

Yang Xiao immediately became alert, hiding by the wall and looking down secretly.

There were eight figures in black clothes. They were divided into four groups and dispersed along the outer wall, as if looking for the entrance to the museum. Two of them pointed to the side door downstairs, took out guns from their clothes, and walked in silently.

"A killer is here?" Seeing this scene, Yang Xiao's eyes suddenly became serious.

Yang Xiao witnessed the whole process of the killer's infiltration. At this moment, he should be the first person in the entire museum to notice the crisis. He immediately took out his mobile phone to call Chen Ling, but when he saw the "brick" with black smoke on the bed, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

Yang Xiao decisively gave up this idea and quickly pushed the door out of the room, ready to tell Su Zhiwei and others the news and ask them to evacuate as soon as possible, but as soon as he reached the stairs, he heard footsteps stepping on the wooden planks of the stairs, making a creaking sound approaching the second floor.

Is it a killer? !

Yang Xiao's brain was working fast, and he immediately turned around and prepared to go downstairs from the other side, but then he heard a crisp sound of bullets being loaded from the stairs over there.

"Two people came up from two stairs respectively... Are they trying to block all the intersections and catch the turtle in the jar?"

The guest room is located in an independent wing on the east side of the museum. There is only one straight corridor on the second floor, with ten rooms. The roads downstairs on both sides are blocked. Yang Xiao was forced to retreat to his room. If he continued to stand in the corridor, as long as the two killers stepped onto the second floor, they would see his presence at first sight.

As soon as Yang Xiao closed the door, one of the killers stepped onto the second floor, his eyes swept across this floor coldly, and he and the killer who walked up to the second floor on the other side looked at each other and nodded slightly.

At this moment, the two killers also found that this building seemed to be full of guest rooms. In this case, Su Zhiwei was very likely to live here, and his eyes were extremely bright.

They started from both sides, kicking the door open one after another, with the guns in their hands always pointed forward, and their eyes were vigilantly scanning the surroundings. Their movements were extremely skillful, as if they had done it many times before, and they did not miss any corner of the room.

Bang--

Bang--

The dull sound of breaking the door came from the corridor, and Yang Xiao's heart was beating wildly.

Now Chen Ling has not come back yet, Su Zhiwei went to the evening to regulate his breath, and he was the only one on the whole floor... If the situation continues like this, they will break into this room sooner or later, and he will definitely die.

"No... I can't just sit there and wait for death."

Yang Xiao maintained his breathing frequency, calmed himself down quickly, and scanned the surroundings, as if he was thinking about a way out... Finally, his eyes locked on the light bulb above his head.

Light... light? ?

Yang Xiao's eyes lit up, and he swept his eyes across the brightly lit museum, and an idea came to his mind.

"That's the only way. I hope I can buy them some time."

Yang Xiao hid behind the door. The sound of breaking the door continued to come from both sides. It seemed that they would soon reach the room where he was. He slowly closed his eyes and used all his consciousness to sense the magnetic field around him. The light bulb above his head was gradually replaced by the mobile phone battery he had just used on the spot...

Sense, touch, control, and then...

Zizi--

Zizizizizizi--! !

A faint sound of electric current sounded from above his head. The next moment, the lighting of the entire museum suddenly became dazzlingly bright. With a slight sound, all the lights were overloaded and short-circuited!

Snap!

The entire museum suddenly fell into darkness.

The sudden darkness made the two killers who were searching the guest rooms stunned. Their movements also stopped at the same time, and they unconsciously clenched the guns in their hands.

If they could still search recklessly with the weapons in their hands just now, but now as their vision fell into darkness, their situation suddenly became unknown... They had to slow down and use more energy to confirm the surrounding environment, as if they were in an unknown dark jungle.

"Success..." Yang Xiao muttered to himself.

This time, he vaguely grasped something. His understanding of the magnetic field around him seemed to be different...

In the darkness, Yang Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a wisp of light surged in his pupils. He subconsciously raised his hands and lightly grasped something in the void.

"Damn, why did the power suddenly go out?" A killer cursed in a low voice outside the door.

"I don't know... Is there a problem with other people?"

"Do you feel like there is an earthquake?"

"This is not an earthquake. Didn't you hear the sound coming from the front door? It seems to be shaking from there."

"The front door? That's not... What happened?"

"Anyway, find Su Zhiwei first. How many rooms have you searched there?"

"Four, how about you?"

"I'm searching the fifth one... There's only one left to search."

As they talked, the two came to Yang Xiao's door and pointed their guns at the dark door in front of them. One of them kicked hard and kicked the door open with a plop.

The killer was startled by the light feeling of the footsteps, and then he shouted:

"This door is not locked, it is open!"

The two raised their guns at the same time, aiming at the dark room. With the dim light outside the window, they could barely see the outline of a figure standing by the window, with his hands raised, as if holding something in his hand.

The next moment, embroidery needles floated up from the window behind him, suspended in the misty night rain. In addition, there were a large number of scissors, table knives, and even rusty metal fragments...

In front of the window, the dim figure slowly opened his eyes, a pair of pupils with faint aurora surging, staring at the two indifferently.