It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Authorization is obviously some kind of high-level authority, perhaps closely related to K's actions or even the core rules of the entire game.

Xiao Huai felt that he was touching upon a hidden level of the game.

But where can I get this authorization? Is it from the bureau, or is there another way?

On the other side of the crowd, Xiao Huai's eyes met Tian Xia's for a moment.

Obviously, Tian Xia also noticed the line of text, and his expression was filled with similar doubts and thoughts as Xiao Huai's.

Their eyes met in the air for a moment and then quickly looked away.

Tian Xia pretended not to notice Xiao Huai, turned around and left quietly.

Xiao Huai just glanced at it indifferently and didn't pay much attention to it.

They both knew what was going on and each had their own plans. Tian Xia had his own plan, and Xiao Huai had his own plan.

Time passed quietly as they were busy with the arrangements.

When all the traps for the day were laid, everyone went back early.

Although the bureau has set up booby traps inside the museum, these usually do not affect the visit of ordinary tourists.

The only exhibit subject to strict restrictions is the Heart of the Aurora, which must be kept extremely secure and almost no visitors are allowed to approach.

Xiao Huai walked towards the museum door, intending to leave.

His steps were steady as he mentally planned his next move.

At the same time, he noticed that the museum had begun to welcome some early visitors, with people entering the exhibition hall in twos and threes.

Just as he stepped out of the door, a man in a windbreaker with an unusual temperament passed by him.

The man was only one meter away from Xiao Huai, but Xiao Huai keenly caught the slight upward curve of the man's mouth.

At that moment, Xiao Huai's vigilance suddenly rose.

This person's temperament was completely different from that of an ordinary tourist, as if every movement was carefully calculated.

His steps were light and leisurely, as if he was already familiar with everything in the museum.

Xiao Huai's eyes followed the man's back as he disappeared into the crowd.

As Xiao Huai walked out of the museum, he heard a familiar voice behind him: "Xiao Huai!" He turned around and saw the blond man walking towards him.

"Do you want to take a ride back together?" the blond man asked, his tone showing some concern. "Or, should we go to the hospital for a checkup first?"

The look of Xiao Huai having stomachache before is still vivid in my mind.

Sometimes, even if you recover from a stomach ailment, the recovery is only short-lived.

Xiao Huai shook his head. "No, I still need to check the traps I set."

The blond man was a little surprised, blinked, then nodded, watching Xiao Huai's back gradually disappear in the crowd.

He stood there, muttering to himself, "I didn't expect him to love his work so much. It seems we can't have stereotypes. There are serious people among these newcomers."

He looked in the direction where Xiao Huai left, with a bit of admiration in his eyes.

----

The man in the windbreaker pushed open the toilet door, walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, and slowly washed his hands.

The sound of water echoed in the quiet space. His movements were neither hurried nor slow, and his expression was calm and composed.

A figure walked silently to his side just as he caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye.

The voice came lightly, without any hostility.

"We've met."

The man in the windbreaker looked up at Xiao Huai in the mirror, a hint of doubt in his expression.

"Really? This should be the first time we meet." His tone was calm and he didn't seem surprised.

Xiao Huai's eyes were still fixed on him, "I remember the smell of you."

This was the key clue he relied on to find the Phantom Thief for the first time.

Although the man in the windbreaker in front of him looked a little different from his previous appearance, Xiao Huai still recognized him clearly.

The man in the windbreaker was slightly startled, and the pretended confusion in the mirror disappeared instantly.

A smile appeared on his face: "The hound is my biggest enemy." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly approached Xiao Huai, his narrow eyes half-closed, with a bit of scrutiny and doubt, "But you, are you really my enemy?"

Xiao Huai did not respond directly, but took a few steps back, still maintaining a calm expression on his face.

He didn't answer, but his eyes said it all.

Xiao Huai's eyes swept across the pocket of the man in the windbreaker calmly, and he said casually: "You already got it."

Heart of the Aurora.

The treasure that had been so carefully guarded was now in the hands of Kaito K, easily and at a moment when almost no one was paying attention.

The man in the windbreaker smiled softly, his eyes gleaming with mischief: "Don't you think this is funny?"

Xiao Huai just waved his hand casually and turned to leave.

At this moment, K's voice came softly from behind, "Cangli."

Xiao Huai paused slightly.

"my name."

Xiao Huai didn't look back.

He did not directly ask Cangli the questions that he was curious about, because those questions would only be meaningful if he could get the answers himself. He also did not stop Cangli and did not ask him to take out the Heart of Aurora.

Cangli stood there, his eyes calm and scrutinizing, as if waiting for Xiao Huai's reaction.

But Xiao Huai didn't speak again, nor did he continue to ask.

His departure became a silent understanding, a confrontation deeper than words.

----

After Xiao Huai returned to the dormitory, he took out the book and the list containing the names and numbers. He stared at the numbers intently and began to think about the connection between them.

He opened the book and tried various possibilities according to the numbers on the list, looking carefully for the answer.

Soon, he found some patterns.

These numbers are not random, but relate to the pages and paragraphs in the book.

Each number corresponds to a page in the book, and the initials associated with the name appear in the corresponding paragraph.

Xiao Huai's eyes wandered over the lines of text, and he gradually realized that the descriptions of these names in the book were not ordinary records, but some kind of obscure evaluation.

For example, one name on the list is preceded by the number 2153.

Xiao Huai immediately turned to page 215 of the book and found the third paragraph according to the instructions.

There is only one simple sentence in the paragraph.

"They exploited the chaos of war to plunder treasures from the ruins. They spoke of justice, but they traded these artifacts for endless wealth and power."

Xiao Huai's eyes lit up slightly.

“Those who claim to protect culture are often the ones who most thoroughly destroy it. They disguise themselves as saviors, but quietly usurp the entirety of history.”

"History? That's just a lie compiled by the victors."

The truth is always buried in the dust by the victors.

Xiao Huai put the list away, his eyes calm but somewhat thoughtful.

He knew very well that this was only one-sided evidence, or in other words, it was the side that Cangli wanted him to see.

In order to uncover the real truth, he has to rely on himself to verify and investigate step by step.