Xu Le is not an ordinary person, he does not take the usual path, but a federal fugitive who is crazy (wanted) by the imperial side dares to break into the white courtyard with a gun alone, even he himself admits that this road is too steep, and this thing is too crazy.

Based on this psychological expectation, when he came to the side gate of No. 3 of the Master Fan Mansion, answered a few simple questions according to the information obtained from the stealing mouth, and walked in without any hindrance, he inevitably had a lot of absurd and unspeakable flavors.

"What are you doing?" asked the white-haired butler in the Master's Mansion with a blank face.

"I'm here to fix the heating lines. Xu Le swallowed his saliva and moistened his somewhat dry throat, handed over a crude fake card that had taken a night to forge, and explained somewhat unnaturally, "The hot water pipeline in the remote area exploded twice last winter, and the department asked us to repair it quickly, so as not to have problems after the winter." ”

It is still far from the next winter, although it is true that some engineers in the department will enter the master's mansion for repairs these days, but Xu Le still feels that this reason is not very tenable, not to mention that the fake card is really easy to be recognized.

Unexpectedly, the satisfied butler didn't even look at the card, frowned and waved his hand, and led him in.

The moment he entered the courtyard and closed the door, Xu Le subconsciously glanced at the dark shadows outside the Master Fan's Mansion with his spare eyes, and after observing for dozens of days, he knew very well how many elite forces of the emperor were in charge of security in those darkness. If Master Fan Fu reveals his own problems, he doesn't know how many bullets will penetrate him.

But just like that, he came in? just like a joke into the most mysterious master of the empire?

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"Don't make any noise, there are a lot of old scholars in the house who do historical research, and they hate metal, so they hate the sound of metal colliding.

The old butler Bai obviously didn't care much about this satisfied maintenance worker, and indifferently explained the precautions.

Don't cough, the people in the house are old, they like to cough, so they don't like to hear other people cough.

Don't run around, there are no institutions in the house, and there are no dogs, but even a cleaner in this house has a murder license in his hand, in case you run too much and make him feel bad............"

Xu Le followed behind the butler with the toolbox very honestly, listening carefully to these strange and intimidating warnings, in fact, his slightly drooping gaze had been sweeping over the body, and he couldn't see much of the internal situation outside the Master Fan Mansion. At this time, he had to carefully examine the terrain and analyze the functions of each area to facilitate the search later...... Or flee again.

"Don't look around. ”

Old Butler Bai didn't have to look back to know what Xu Le was doing, or every outsider who could enter the Master Fan Mansion in the past couldn't help but look around curiously, so he added this sentence indifferently.

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Walking all the way, he ran down under the shade of flowers and trees in the corner, and didn't see much valuable anything until he entered the pipeline central control room in a remote corner, and he was left alone.

The toolbox was gently placed on the ground, Xu Le looked at the complicated pipeline lines in front of him, frowned deeply, and did not make any movement for more than ten seconds.

He is not a little confused by the complex pipelines in front of him, no matter how complex the mechanical pipelines, as long as there are corresponding external paint markings, he can sort out the pipeline structure in the shortest possible time and find the one that needs to be repaired or does not need to be repaired.

What made him frown and fall into thought was the process of entering this white courtyard.

Closely related to the Imperial Baijin Dynasty, the incomparably mysterious Master Fan Mansion came in so easily?

This fact that has been born really makes him feel a little incredible, there is no rigorous search, there is no verification of identity, and even the toolbox under his feet has not been opened, what is the purpose of keeping those elite troops of the emperor outside the mansion?

He squinted at the deep and peaceful night outside the window of the pipe room and the tall trees swaying gently in the spring breeze in the night, always feeling that there was a problem, but he didn't know where the problem was, and he always felt that there was something strange hidden in the peaceful courtyard, and he didn't know where the abnormality was.

Exhaling softly and silently, he squatted down and opened the student's toolbox and began to do his work, now that he had entered the room, he had to continue walking, whether there were problems or not.

He called up the historical data in the monitoring screen next to him, found the few with the least sewage discharge, and then opened the central valve in the pipe room, and silently sampled and analyzed the high-level carbon rods, and put them into each pipe in turn.

There is a pipe in the base that has the smallest historical sewage discharge value, and there are more flocculents in it, Xu Le raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for the results of analyzing the high-level carbon rod sampling to appear on the light screen, indeed (this should be recognized, right? The sewage discharged from this pipe contains the most K2 factor.

He had already checked beforehand, K2 was the most commonly used cleaning agent in the Imperial High-level Library, the question was why there were so many flocculents, could it be that plant fiber books were still used in the archives of the Master Fan Mansion?

Although there was hesitation in his heart, there was no hesitation in his movements.

Take out two pieces of rubber pads from the toolbox, attach them to the pipe (and then attach ?) to a small metal box, then take out another rubber rod and tap it lightly on the metal pipe.

No human ear could hear the sound, but the shock wave generated by the collision between the rubber rod and the metal pipe quickly followed the pipe into the ground, continued to move forward, until the exit at the end, and then folded back again, through the two pieces of rubber pad-like things, into Xu Le's modified rough sonar receiver.

Master Fan's Mansion is very large, and Xu Le has no way to confirm where the room he is looking for is, so he can only choose in this way.

After confirming the location of the archives, he didn't leave immediately, but instead took the low-end shaft turntable from under the toolbox and connected it to the cable that had been pulled out of the depths of the ground.

He's going to hack into the surveillance system of the Master's Mansion, no, it's more prepared (indeed, this pig is another mistake.) He said that he was going to synchronize with the monitoring system.

Although it was easy to get in, this white courtyard was as undefended as a brothel, but in the face of the teacher's teacher's old mansion, and in the face of the most mysterious name of the empire, Xu Le was very vigilant and cautious, and did not dare to take too many risks in the details. I don't believe that I can still prevent the other party from appearing if I hack into the other party's monitoring system.

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Put on the earplugs, hang the miniature visual screen above the left eye, load the pistol, take a deep breath to stir the whole body with the scorching power, and may swing the power of the leopard at any time, make all the preparations, Xu Le closed the door of the pipe room tightly, his body shrank suddenly, turned into a shadow through the window, and then disappeared in the shadow of the flower tree.

With his current strength or realm or the degree to which he can explode, under the cover of the night, it is difficult for ordinary surveillance probes to capture his figure, and once he stops, it is difficult to show his existence even if someone walks by his side.

He walked in the courtyard like a shadow, carefully avoiding all dangers, and moving towards his goal, the Master Fan Mansion was much larger than it looked outside, and it took a lot of places to get to the archives he had judged.

On the way forward, the sound of TV news, arguments, and the characteristic hum of tapping on the membrane keyboard came from time to time in the room, which made him feel a little strange, as if this courtyard was not some mysterious mansion of high-ranking officials, but a campus full of youthful flavor.

On the way, he saw a lot of buildings, and the facades of these buildings were without exception painted with white paint, even though there were traces of time and wind and rain, but they still gave people a feeling of cleanliness that made people feel a little cold.

I don't know how many bends he made, through the branches in front of him, Xu Le suddenly saw a stone wall that was not white in front of him, his body stiffened slightly, and there were several rows of scribbled words carved on the stone wall. "Those who are pure in heart have a bright future. “

His eyes narrowed. Thinking that the guy who founded the Fan Mansion back then must be a literary and artistic young man, he had to be cured, and the Federalists slandered the big men of the empire, so he didn't notice that under that row of imperial characters, there was a row of smaller words.

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There was not a single light in the room, not a single sound, not a single person. With only the faint smell of plant fiber moisture-proof potion and the muffled current sound characteristic of the disk array, there should be countless old-fashioned books and massive electronic materials stored inside.

Xu Le's eyes narrowed again, his eyelids narrowed a little, and he observed in the dark for a long time, confirming that there were no measures that were too against the sky in this all-alloy building.

Using tools to disarm a few touch alarm systems, he squatted at the dark door, and it took three minutes to open the tight door lock, and Xu Le slowly pushed the door open a gap. Dodge in!

More than ever, he thanked his uncle for teaching him about locks, and reaffirmed that he could become the greatest thief in the universe whenever he wanted to.

A little pride flooded into my mind, but I was immediately condensed by the image in front of me.

As far as the eye can see, the room is full of black cloths, the shading rate of these stone cotton black cloths can reach about 100%, hanging from the ceiling, hanging down to the ground, just like a series of black space divisions, forcibly cutting the three-dimensional space into countless small grids.

Xu Le looked at these black cloths in surprise, looked at the books and those disk matrices in the grid surrounded by black cloths, and vaguely understood that the black cloth was probably used as a partition, but he didn't know why it was so separated.

He didn't have much time, so he quickly browsed the paper books on the shelves, and now there should be a lot of imperial secrets in them, but they were of no use to him, and he turned over four black cloth grids in a row, and it was still the same.

Somewhat relaxed, he casually lifted a black cloth again, but a bright light flashed into his eyes!

Xu Le's pupils shrank, knowing that he didn't have time to put down the black cloth, he took out a pistol like lightning in his right hand, pressed the plate machine with his fingertips, and aimed at the backs behind the black cloth.

It was the back of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man didn't look back and asked, "What do you think of Schiller's early plays?"