Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 61 The Secret Without Content

The underground space of the Gunpowder Keg Gang seemed endless—he counted about 800 in his mind before the old man shouted to stop.

More than 800 steps.

Chen Yan is 1 meters tall, and his step is about half a meter.

800 steps, that is, 400 meters—the length of the underground space at No. 189 Walker Street is actually 400 meters!
It is about the length of 13 apartments connected together.

This is definitely not a normal basement...

In this position, the air has become very heavy, and Chen Yan is a little out of breath.

The surroundings were also terribly silent, except for the sound of footsteps, all other sounds disappeared, as if they had come to another world.

"arrive."

The old man's footsteps sounded.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yan heard the exhaust sound of the pressure relief valve.

Then there was the sound of metal joining together as the gears gnawed together, as well as the sharp hissing sound of iron being rubbed against each other when the iron door was opened.

The old man grabbed Chen Yan's arm and turned him around several times until he was completely dizzy before stopping.

"Okay, here we are, go in and move forward."

Chen Yan assured that this was the most words the old man had ever said.

He walked into the door in a daze, bumping his arm against the door.

When he stumbled forward a few steps and reached out to rub his arm, the door behind him closed.

What the hell are you doing!
He tore off the black cloth covering his eyes.

In front of him was a secret room of less than 6 square meters.

A dim kerosene lamp was hung from the ceiling 1 meter away from Chen Yan's head. The lampshade gathered the light in the center of the room, which made the parts of the room look darker except for the center, and the walls seemed to be hidden in the darkness.

He turned around and saw the door behind him—the door was made of pig iron, and there was obviously a pressure relief valve on the door.

It's a security door.

He turned back and looked towards the center of the room.

The room was empty, except for a small counter in the center of the room. On the counter was a black wooden box about the size of a human head.

Chen Yan was a little disappointed.

what is this……

Chen Yan hesitated for a moment.

come all come...

He came to the counter and opened the wooden box.

The boxy thing inside looks like a portable camera...

Portable camera.

The camera, about the size of a palm, is not plastic but black, polished steel.

This is a rare thing.

Chen Yan saw a portable camera on the ferry to the empire, it was a personal toy of a wealthy Asian businessman.

Haoshang, surnamed Chen, loves photography, and loves to show others the things in the photos.

Chen Yan saw the big scene from the photo of the wealthy businessman, but rejected the party invitation of the wealthy businessman that night.

He held the camera in his hand and looked back and forth.

No, it is different from ordinary portable cameras.

Compared with the cameras he had seen before, this one was obviously bigger.

Also heavier.

He picked up the rather heavy iron bump and turned it over to check, but he couldn't find where to hand in the paper.

Is there no film...

Chen Yan pointed at the switch of the camera and lightly pressed it.

The "beep" sound of the electric current sounded, and at the same time, there was a fine sound similar to that produced by the track rotating and rubbing pig iron.

In the lens of the camera, a light is projected onto the floor.

This is not a camera!
Is this a legend...

projector? !

Chen Yan has only seen this thing in textbooks!

What the projector projects on the floor is not an image, but a white screen.

There is no sound and no picture.

Chen Yan squinted his eyes and looked carefully, but he didn't see anything hidden in the picture.

It’s weird.

Why did Vivienne's father keep such a thing... The Gunpowder Keg Gang's unregistered safe was quite expensive, and he shouldn't have spent so much money to just leave such a "secret without content".

Chen Yan pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered something.

This incident made him stressed all of a sudden.

Chen Yan's face gradually became serious, and he took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

In silence, he opened the phone's address book and clicked on [Ling].

After a brief black screen, the phone's camera was turned on——

Spirit Vision was turned on.

He moved the screen of the phone to point at the white screen projected by the projector on the ground.

When the screen focused on the white screen, Vivienne's father's face appeared on the phone screen.

Chen Yan immediately clicked the physical button to exit Spirit Vision.

He exhaled lightly, the warm gas in the cold basement was illuminated yellow by the dim kerosene lamp, like rising yellow mist.

Some thoughts came to his mind:
Vivienne's father is a Transcendent, and this is a fact that has already been established—[The invitees to the night at the zoo are the ghosts of the Transcendent], this is a fact that Lawrence Argent has personally admitted.

Such an extraordinary person left behind an image that only [Spiritual Vision] can see.

This shows that this image is encrypted and invisible to ordinary people.

Vivian's father knew that he was a mortal, so why did he give him this video?

Could it be... Did Vivian's father know in advance that he would get spiritual vision...

how can that be possible?
impossible.

Maybe... Vivienne's father didn't want to give him this video, but just didn't want it to stay in the powder keg gang's bearer safe forever.

Chen Yan realized something in his heart.

The price of using an anonymous safe is quite high, and you can choose a time-limited service. If you give enough money, the Frang robot can even help you save the items until the end of the world.

It must have cost a lot of money to keep this camera.

This video must be very important to Vivian's father.

He put the camera back on the small counter in the center of the room and pointed the lens at the wall.

White curtains hit the walls.

He took out his phone, turned on his spirit vision, and focused his spirit vision on the white screen.

As before, when the focus was completed, Vivian's father clearly appeared on the phone screen.

Facing the camera, he crossed his hands and sat on the table with a serious expression, with a mountain of toys behind him—it seemed to be a warehouse of a toy store.

He reached out, opened his eyelids, examined his lids, and even shone a light on his own eyes.

From the screen, his pupils did not change due to the light.

He took out a paper clip from the small box at hand, straightened it, and slowly stabbed it towards his tongue.

His tongue was bleeding, but his expression didn't change - he couldn't feel such pain.

There was some disappointment in his eyes.

Putting the paper clip back, he cleared his throat lightly and spoke in a low voice.

His voice came out of the phone's microphone and echoed in the cold secret room, making it even more eerie.

"I'm Johnny McGowan, a toy dealer.

My father was Raul D. Mergwin, a down-and-out Baron.

My daughter is Vivienne Thea Mergowyn, a... gentle girl. "

Only when Vivienne was mentioned did the stiff look on Johnny's face soften.

(End of this chapter)