Fairy’s Box

Clang, clang, clang... The bell tower in the distance rang eleven times.

The night is like thick ink, too deep to be melted. The silvery moonlight woven into a soft net that enveloped all the scenery in it.

The concert has come to an end, and after the intermission, the next performance will be held in the opera hall. The audience needs to walk through the sealed corridor and move from the concert hall to the opera hall.

During this free time, they can buy drinks, relax, or talk about playing. The audience stood up one after another, the twos and threes dissipated, and the noise also expanded.

A young lady wearing a white shawl and a dark red dress sat quietly on the spot. She had flaxen hair and a delicate appearance, and her hands were wrapped in black fishnet hollow gloves. He stroked his cheek with one hand, his eyes were half closed, and he seemed to be asleep.

The middle-aged gentleman who had appeared outside the theater a few days ago squeezed out of the crowd, walked quickly to her side, and made a call: "Miss Wei Shilu, wake up."

The young lady opened her eyes, her pupils flashed a feline-like cold light, and stared at each other quietly.

He lowered his voice: "The information is correct, the dark thread tells us that the person followed Alice's team to this place, and the hiding place is probably the third floor of the base. The structure there is complicated and the specific description is unclear. He made A map to help you, hidden under the statue of an angel by the handrail of the stairs leading to the second floor of the base."

The assassin nodded, straightened his waist, and stood up together with the middle-aged gentleman. The two stepped forward and walked in the opposite direction.

Wei Shilu walked into the bathroom of the concert hall with a shoulder bag, got into one of the single rooms, tore the shoulder bag, and took out a wooden ring.

She picked up the ring, took a deep breath, and put it on the little finger of her left hand, with a solemn expression as if performing a religious ceremony.

After a few slight explosions, a plume of white smoke floated in the air, and the figure of the assassin disappeared in the bathroom, as if it had never existed.

The assassin clearly felt that his life force was burning rapidly through the ring. An invisible membrane appeared around him, separating himself from the original world.

Her mother is a lower-level goblin with the shape of a cat, who can transform into a human form and has the ability to be invisible and hypnotized. And the father is an unknown mortal.

As a hybrid of an accidental goblin, Wei Shilu is in the middle of the two, unable to inherit the mana and lifespan of his mother, nor to learn the martial arts of his father. She has nothing but a barely-there physique, so she has no place in the assassination organization, and has been cultivated as a special weapon.

That ring can stimulate the thin ability in her blood, and at the same time extract life as mana for her to use.

The elder who gave the ring said that the bloodline of the goblin will disappear completely after using it three times. At that time, he will be completely reduced to a mortal, and a few days later, he will die because of the exhaustion of life.

Wei Shilu is not afraid, or in other words, the training and inducement she received since childhood made her not know what fear is. The mission this time is the meaning of her entire life, her bloodline and life are all tools that can be sacrificed at any time.

The assassin remained invisible, nimbly avoided pedestrians, and moved quickly towards the entrance of the pedestal.

Seeing that the guard at the entrance didn't care about her invasion at all, she almost laughed out loud, an unknown emotion surging in her heart, probably called a happy mood.

The pedestal is a whole, whether it is a restaurant, an opera hall, or a concert hall, it can be accessed from different passages. Provided you are a licensed theater staff member.

A waitress in uniform, holding a basket of fruit snacks, hurried to the upper floor, after hearing the sound of dense footsteps at the corner ahead. She pursed her mouth in disgust, it must be the vulgar city defense team, and it must be the smell of sweat.

The waitress avoided the patrol team and walked around the path to the upper floor. Seeing that there was no one around, she simply hummed a little tune. In a trance, there was a strange cat meowing in her ear, and she only felt a pain in her neck, then she saw her back and completely lost consciousness.

Gently dragging the corpse to the corner, the assassin gasped heavily to show his body, and took off her clothes in three or two... Wrap the corpse and his own clothes, pack them and put them in the trash can on the side.

Wei Shilu wiped away the sweat. Today might be her lucky day, she thought. Just now, I haven't found a chance to start. The first time I was invisible was almost exhausted, and there was another pair of training guards on the opposite side. I almost thought I was finished, who knew that this idiot would deliberately go down a remote path.

The assassin dressed as a waiter mixed his breath, picked up a basket of fruits, imitated the guy's previous walking demeanor, and turned to the second floor of the pedestal.

The patrol team turned the corner and passed her. Corell glanced at the girl, saw the other side bowed his neck shyly, and hurriedly continued patrolling without looking sideways.

"call……"

Hearing the footsteps of the patrol team leaving, Wei Shilu relaxed and was secretly proud of her acting skills. The next journey was much smoother.

The first and second floors of the pedestal are not wide, and after professional training in assassination, she can easily find the route by virtue of the scenery. Not far away is the entrance to the pedestal, and there is an angel statue beside the handrail of the stairs.

Seeing that there was no one around, the assassin quickly put down the fruit basket, bent down, put his hand under the base, touched it around, and a stack of square pieces of paper fell into his hand.

found it!

She quickly withdrew her arm, hid in the corner of the corridor, and opened it to take a look... The blue veins on her forehead suddenly jumped up. This is indeed a map. It clearly marked the third floor of the base, and it also indicated the target with thick lines. Location.

But... it's too rough, this eyeliner can be perfunctory! It is this kind of person who is not good at collecting money! If you know who this guy is, you can kill him by the way!

Wei Shilu gritted her teeth with hatred, but she had no choice but to put away the drawings, and could only follow the drawings based on her professional qualities.

The assassin's body was hidden into the dark corridor.

"Nine hundred and ninety-eight... nine hundred and ninety-nine... one thousand... can't wait!" Yalei gave up counting the stars angrily, and decided to go to the lower floor to try his luck.

He walked quickly to the pedestal, just in time to run into the patrol team that was patrolling the concert hall. The knight was so irritable that he rushed up to hold Corell and asked, "Why hasn't Daenqi come to me after so long? Did you forget to notify me?"

"Calm down, I promise to be accurate! He probably has a job in hand." The other party folded his shoulders innocently, and then added:

"However, a few minutes ago, I went to see him in the dean's room. The end of the second floor to the east is, you can try your luck."

"It's really troublesome." Yale rubbed his hair angrily, walked like a fly, and rushed down the corridor.