My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 643 - 408: Invisibility Cloak

Chapter 643: Chapter 408: Invisibility Cloak

Meng Lang, when securing insurance, naturally used the "Life and Death Book" in his hand to check Zheng Wan’s future...

However...

"Buddha is the Devil"?

Meng Lang looked at the newly updated book title with a peculiar expression.

Before entering the study once more, he had noted many tasks in his memo.

There were matters about personal destinies, corporate development plans, clues for investigating the Night Demon Clan, and hopes of exploring the mysteries of the Ming Shen Star...

Yet, he never expected to encounter such a bizarre title.

Looking at the cover of the bright yellow book, it clearly depicted a Buddha statue with a flesh bun on its head.

So... after novels, movies, and military strategies, have they started targeting the Scriptures with their devilish claws?

The face of the Buddha statue looked somewhat familiar...

Huh? Isn’t this the Buddha head from the Shanghai Museum!

It seems that Shanghai is secured this time?

If it’s related to this Buddha head, then why isn’t the book called "The Great Tang’s Eight Diagrams"?

While traditionally critiquing himself, Meng Lang once again slowly turned the pages of the future’s long river...

[Flower blooms between two lives, man lives between Buddha and demon...]

...

Late at night, the Shanghai Museum.

Compared to the daytime crowd, the museum at night appeared deep and quiet.

At this moment, the main lighting was turned off, leaving only some auxiliary lights for emergency alerts.

The display cases house odd historical artifacts ranging from ten thousand years ago to the early twentieth century, encompassing bronzeware, pottery, calligraphy, and sculpture.

Under the somewhat dim environment, it seemed as if a mysterious halo draped over them, making them appear somewhat sinister.

"Tap, tap, tap!" In the corridors, only the echoing sound of the patrolling guard’s shoes could be heard when they passed by.

The beam of a flashlight swept through the dark corridors and then gradually moved away.

However, shortly after the patrol guard passed by, a dark figure slowly emerged from the dark corner.

The figure glanced at the tactical watch on the wrist, silently calculating the time, and then merged back into the darkness...

...

"Ha~" Inside the surveillance room at this moment.

The duty guard yawned, took a sip of strong tea, but still felt waves of sleepiness coming over him.

He tried hard to rub his eyes and stared at the several surveillance screens in front of him, yet his eyelids grew heavier and heavier...

"Xiao Li, what’s wrong? There are still hours left before shift change, and you’re this sleepy. Did you stay up too late yesterday? Hehe!" the middle-aged guard on duty teased.

"How could I, I went to bed early last night...

I don’t know what’s the matter, I’m just really sleepy today, ha~ no good, Elder Wang, I need to take a nap, you... you keep an eye out for me."

"Always trying to slack off, alright, go sleep, I’ll wake you before the shift change."

However, the guard known as Xiao Li had already laid his head on the surveillance desk, no longer responding.

"Xiao Li! Xiao Li!"

Elder Wang shook his partner vigorously, and seeing that he had indeed passed out, slowly withdrew his concerned expression and suddenly revealed a proud smile.

He glanced at the teacup Xiao Li had used before and then turned his gaze to the surveillance screens, seemingly waiting for something...

As time slowly passed, just as the clock on the wall struck twelve, the third screen on the left suddenly blinked.

An intruder, carrying a black backpack and cloaked in black clothing and headgear, suddenly burst into view of the camera.

The intruder seemed unperturbed by being in the surveillance area, casually looking up at the security camera.

Then, he slowly made his way deeper into the museum, until he vanished from that surveillance screen...

However, the Wang-surnamed guard at the surveillance desk acted as if he saw nothing, leisurely lifting the coffee in front of him for a sip.

In just about ten minutes, the intruder had passed through each meticulously monitored area under the guard’s watch, timing it perfectly to evade all patrolling guards effortlessly, arriving at the third floor’s Great Tang Exhibit Hall...

Even the most secure fortress cannot withstand internal betrayal and external collusion.

The distribution of personnel, surveillance layout, alarm mechanisms, patrol timetables...

With every secret laid bare before the intruder, the museum’s security system was virtually useless.

Not to mention there was an inside man at critical locations.

As long as the cooperating guard replaced tonight’s surveillance footage with pre-prepared video afterward, it would cover up all traces left by the intruder.

Even though the tampered video would have flaws, and the museum’s surveillance records were kept for up to six months,

as long as no one discovered the switch of artifacts within that half-year, there wouldn’t be a detailed inspection of surveillance records.

After six months, when the surveillance videos were completely overwritten, the incident would pass unnoticed and without proof!

Even if the truth of the stolen artifacts was later uncovered, it would be impossible to trace who was behind it.

Based on the mindset that family shame should not be aired in public and no action is taken unless a problem arises, the people involved in this matter would also help cover up the truth.

As for exposure within half a year...

With even the museum director being an insider, such an event simply wouldn’t happen.

Just find any excuse to keep the artifact out of public view for six months, then what does it matter if a storm arises after half a year?

Everything proceeded as smoothly as originally planned.

The man in black, having evaded all security, successfully arrived at the display containing the Buddha head.

Ignoring the fact that he was blatantly in a monitored area, he pulled out a palm-sized signal jammer from his chest and stuck it directly onto the glass case.

"Beep, beep, beep~" The light on the jammer blinked red for a moment, then turned green.

The man in black gingerly lifted the slightly heavy bulletproof glass lid, yet no alarms sounded.

At that moment, various laser and weight sensors under the Buddha head were completely disabled by the jammer’s interference.

This jammer was provided by the museum director Li Haitao, and its creator was none other than the supplier of this security system...

Originally a "spare key" for easy access and transfer, it was now facilitating the thief.

I can’t help but say, it’s ironic...

"Got it!"

The man in black was ecstatic!

He immediately set down the backpack he was carrying, unzipped it, opened the box, and carefully took out another Buddha head.

By appearance, it was indistinguishable from the one in the display case!

He stealthily replaced the genuine article with the fake in the display case, restoring everything to its former state...

Having done everything, the man in black curled his lips into a smirk of success.

Things had gone smoother than anticipated, this mission was almost too easy...

However, just as the man in black was about to bend down and pick up the backpack,

The next moment...

"Hey! Stealing isn’t exactly admirable behavior!"

The sudden voice in his ear stunned the man in black!

As he was bending down, he clearly saw another shadow appear in the dim light on the floor that hadn’t been there before!

His scalp exploded with alarm—despite being the only one who should have been in the empty gallery, there was now a second person!

How was this possible!

Though filled with shock from head to toe, the man in black’s reactions were not slow. Almost reflexively, he reached back to draw the silencer-equipped pistol from his waist.

But his opponent was faster!

The next moment, a sharp pain blasted through his neck, and he fell to the floor.

Once more, the gallery regained its calm.

Moments later, the backpack was picked up off the floor, soft footsteps moving from near to far until they gradually faded away...

In the gallery, the emptiness remained, leaving only the man in black lying unconscious on the floor...

...

Meanwhile, in the security room, security guard Elder Wang’s coffee had already fallen to the floor.

His mouth gaped open, his entire state bewildered, barely able to mutter a word...

He swore he had not taken his eyes off the surveillance footage for even a moment.

Yet, what had just transpired on the video sent a chill down his spine, making him shudder with cold.

The man in black had clearly managed to obtain the Buddha head.

Next, as long as he covered up the surveillance video, tonight’s events could conceivably go unnoticed.

He had almost started mentally celebrating the imminent secure of his five million reward.

But then, an anomaly occurred!

Just as the man in black bent down to grab the backpack, his body stiffened, then inexplicably, he collapsed to the floor.

Even more bizarre, although the surveillance only showed the man in black alone, the backpack on the floor just disappeared as if erased by an eraser, leaving no trace...

Looking where the backpack had vanished and then at the unconscious man in black,

Elder Wang swallowed hard before the security screen, his every hair standing on end.

The slightly dim gallery had transformed into a fearsome netherworld, growing ever more sinister and terrifying...

"There... there’s a ghost!"

...

"Turn left... pause for 5 seconds... turn right... go downstairs... proceed straight for 50 meters..."

The pad in his hands displayed a 3D image of the entire museum, with a path already planned out.

It not only marked his own location in green but also showed the positions and movement trajectories of the patrol staff with red dots...

Ning Shisan, codenamed "Black Cat", was experiencing what could be called "babysitting-style battlefield concealment" for the second time!

Pad in hand, I own the map!

Security cameras? Ignored!

Patrol staff? Avoided!

Alarms? What alarms?

Walk right in, knock out the thief, grab the Buddha head, and then follow the map guide right back out...

Ning Shisan had never imagined being an artifact thief could be so easy and leisurely.

This was Shanghai’s biggest museum!

"How on earth did you make my image disappear from all the surveillance footage?"

Ning Shisan, overwhelmed by curiosity, could not suppress his wonder and asked.

Making the surveillance freeze or stay still might not be difficult, but having the surveillance operate normally, showing the man in black without him, Ning Shisan...

That was simply inconceivable!

A familiar mechanical, flat reply came through the earpiece.

[It’s just an advanced graphic algorithm. Once implemented, it can distort the surveillance footage without leaving any image.

Even after inspection, no signs of tampering will be detectable.]

Ning Shisan, who also dabbled in IT, was skilled in hacking, but he had neither seen nor heard of such a method of altering surveillance footage ever existing in the world...

Doesn’t that mean, with this technology applied, surveillance videos can’t even be used as evidence anymore?

He quickly realized some terrifying applications of this technology.

If such technology fell into the wrong hands, couldn’t they frame anyone they wanted or do whatever evil deeds they wished without restraint?

What was this?

A dream combination of a live map + invisibility cloak!

Ning Shisan marveled internally, truly only magic can defeat magic!

The Muggles are indeed to be pitied...