The Modern Age of the Mysterious Chapter 126

After seeing the masterpiece of alchemy, Sean felt a little melancholy for no reason.

As if to feel deep sympathy for some kind of loneliness that has lasted for a hundred years.

"I have to focus on the task." Sean shook his head slightly, keeping himself focused and forgetting the feeling just now.

They entered the next showroom.

When the lights were turned on, Sean was stunned by the sight of an object in front of him.

It was a huge oil painting.

The painter's brushstrokes are extremely ferocious and agile, which outlines a tragic scene.

More than a dozen people each held a dagger and glared at a king wearing a laurel crown.

They scrambled to stab the dagger into the back of the king who had fallen to the ground.

"Kassar, the leader of the Republic of Umm, is assassinated by members of the Senate. The painting is titled "A Murder."

The blood-stained dagger is not the most eye-catching element in the painting.

It is unforgettable, and what must come to mind before falling asleep is the eyes of those assassins.

The artist seems to have deliberately painted the whites of their eyes large and the pupils small, their eyes widened due to hatred and fear, and the daggers in their hands stab the king, and the same is true for the "daggers" in their eyes.

The oil painting exhibition halls are basically original works by famous artists.

Sean knows that although "oil painting" is a painting, it is actually a three-dimensional artwork.

The paint applied by the painter may be piled up into hills and hills on the painting, so as to achieve an amazing visual effect when viewed from the front...

To give an eye a look, black and white paint may protrude into the painting like a real eyeball.

When looking at the real works, you can feel the thick painting and stacking of the painter, and you can better appreciate the vitality and creativity of the artworks.

"Did you sense anything?" Every time he visited an exhibition hall, Sean would check around with esoteric substances.

Evan's sensing ability is stronger, so Sean will ask his observations.

"No abnormality." Until now, the team has not found any strangeness worth mentioning.

Walking out of the exhibition hall, Turan turned off the light in the oil painting exhibition hall. Sean turned his head and wanted to ask Evan, but suddenly saw——

In the darkness, in the oil painting of "A Murder", the eyes of those assassins holding daggers no longer stared at Cassar on the ground, but stared at Evan's back!

Sean was startled and pointed behind Ivan suddenly.

All three of the team turned back alertly.

Sean was suddenly dizzy, but when he looked again, he found that it seemed to be his own illusion-the assassins were clearly staring at Casal.

Sean frowned, and while the curator took a few steps forward, he said in a low voice, "There's something wrong, everyone, be careful!"

After visiting one exhibition hall after another, Sean actually felt a little tired.

"How could this be? Since I became an explorer, my physical fitness has gotten better and better. Why do I get tired just walking around like this?"

After passing through a window glass that had not been wiped for a long time and looked very dirty, Sean saw a howling and twisted face on the window glass again out of the corner of his eye. When he looked directly, he found that it was just stains illusion painting...

"What's wrong with me?" Sean frowned, "Is it because of nervousness that repeated misjudgments and hallucinations?"

With this thought in mind, Sean started his own routine decompression operation - checking his equipment.

His spiritual essence first touched the two pistols, m1920 and m1911a1, and then touched the Holy Light Bullet.

He was suddenly stunned.

He clearly remembered that he had brought two Holy Light Bullets. At this moment, the whole body was checked, but only one was found.

Did you make a mistake? Dropped on the way?

impossible! Sean stopped and started to check all the items.

The more I checked, the colder my heart became.

There are only a dozen bullets left in the pistol, one silver coin is missing from the Holy Inquisition, and the psionic smelling salt is almost used up.

"Someone stole something from me?!" Sean looked around nervously, causing both teammates to look at him.

He used the card vibration to immediately notify the other two: Check the equipment!

As soon as the order was given, Sean saw that the expressions on Ivan and Doug's faces were wrong-

They also have less equipment and items on them!

When did it decrease? Obviously I've been visiting all the way, how come I don't have any feeling, and I have less things on my body?

Strange things made the eyes of the three explorers show vigilance and fear.

Not far in front of the corridor, Curator Turan noticed that the visitors were not following, stopped and turned around: "What's the matter?

"Tired? It's almost over."

The smile on his face had a strange, unexplainable feeling.

During the visit, Sean has been doing one thing.

He retrieved it before continuing to read, just skimmed through all the reports related to the Arkham National Museum.

At this time, he happened to see a text.

This description almost made him physically show the intense mental activity at the moment.

However, he was in control.

In Shengen Space, Sean stared at a description:

"In order to unravel the mystery of Adams' death, curator Gary Turan personally led the tour when the disappearance of the explorer team happened..."

When he first entered the museum, what Gary Turan said was still in Sean's ears: "...the tour guide who led them there that day seemed to have been seriously frightened, and he resigned not long after, and even left. Cam..."

It was the curator himself who guided the "Old Hunter" Gustav Burns team to visit that day.

There wasn't a single guide who was scared to flee Arkham.

It was Gary Turan himself who saw the "strange things" on the "black prairie".

Evan's "Hidden Insight" can't be wrong, Gary Turan is not contaminated or parasitic by evil

Then there is only one possibility - this Mr. Curator, who has guided us for so long, is crazy.

Seeing Gary Turan, whose hair was swaying in front of him, and who couldn't tell the strange smile, Sean was about to pull out a gun and shoot.

However, in the face of weirdness, intuitive violence will only make things worse.

Sean tried to calm down and said with a smile, "Mr. Curator, we are a little tired and want to rest."

Gary Turan nodded mechanically: "Okay. Then we're not going anywhere, just stand here and rest."

His words were a little weird, causing Evan and Doug to frown and look at each other.

"There is a problem with the curator. Don't act rashly." Sean quickly told the team secretly with the explorer playing cards.

The sense of unease has reached its peak.

Aside from the lack of gear, there was one more thing that made Sean feel unnatural.

"Did we come to Arkham City as a team of three?"

He looked at Evan and Doug beside him and wondered, "Why didn't I bring moonlight for this mission?

"Where did I get separated from him?"

Can not remember. The memory is blurred.

Sean felt a shudder all over his body!

All this is wrong!

Since Shengen strengthened his soul, Sean has almost been able to remember it.

No more vague memories!

How could it be possible to forget where I was separated from the moonlight? !

"The key guess is that my memory has been deleted."

Sean felt a little desperate: "If the other party's ability is to delete and modify memories... it's impossible to fight against it!"

"If I forget that the enemy is the enemy, I will always be deceived and controlled!"

"There must be some way!"

"Thinking, I have to think..."

Suppressing his panic, Sean desperately thought about various possibilities.

Gary Turan stood with his arms and legs together, like a ridiculous tin soldier, looking straight at the three of Sean.

Suddenly, Sean had a little inspiration: "If it were me, I would definitely do something!

"I should choose, believe in myself!"

Consciousness sneaked into the divine root space, and he silently called in his heart: "The note I wrote to myself!"

"The filing cabinet has the ability to ensure that information will not be tampered with and forgotten. If it were me, I would leave a note to myself when I found any clues about amnestics!"

From the countless filing cabinets that stretched into the thick fog, there was a solitary sound of opening a drawer.

A page of paper flew to Sean's eyes like an outlier white dove~www.mtlnovel.com~ The words on the white paper can be seen to be his own handwriting, but the handwriting is very scribbled and confusing...

It felt like a cry of despair.

Sean read it with a startled look:

First time writing: "Key reasoning: Don't trust Gary Turan, his ability is to erase memories! I'll forget some things at his choice! Trigger mechanism unknown!

"While consuming us, he led us into the black room. We must find a way to escape, and after reaching the black room, we are a dead end!

Second time writing: "There is less ammo. I realize that after the battle, the memory is erased, and we don't remember the danger and the battle at all! Damn! I guess almost every showroom is full of There is evil, and we have experienced more than one battle!

Writing for the third time: "The guess of the second writing is correct! The assassins in the painting walked out of the painting with daggers and attacked us!

"Damn, we should be a team of four! Moonlight must have come to Arkham City! I don't know where he went!"

The fourth writing: "After walking out of this hall, I will try to attack Gary Turan next. If this is not added, then the representative cannot attack him, and attacking him will lead to oblivion!"

Fifth writing: "The attempt to attack seems to have failed. I am going to try to induce him with words next, so that we can leave. If this is not appended, it means that it will lead to oblivion."

The sixth writing: "Next, I will choose to escape and try not to be chased by him. If this is not added, it means that I have failed to escape and will be forgotten again."

The note is over.

Sean looked up and saw Gary Turan looking at him with interest: "Have you rested?

"Have a rest, let's go on."

Chapter end

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