The crime is committed again

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Museum of Saints, Shaye City.

This old museum, which is a full 300 years old, retains a great deal of things from the Golden Age and has a long heritage.

It was an epic and legendary time, when the wave of gold-seeking fever swept through every corner of the continent, and the tedious trade and smuggling activities slowly linked the world together.

It wasn't just goods that were transported, but slaves, stowaways, and the customs, cultures, and legends of the...

Vampires, werewolves, banshees, mermaids, witches, great navigators drinking rum and holding their muskets aloft, smuggling or trading while spreading those stories around the world.

This true and false deed is most fascinating...

Minstrels sang in taverns, and unsympathetic scribes penned a book of travels.

Almost all of the magic potion sequence's have appeared in literary form in those days, and the various legendary deeds are countless.

As a result, the antiques handed down from that era are the most mysterious and are the most expensive collectibles on the black market.

The first stop at the St. Inge Academy is to visit these antiques.

As soon as everyone stepped through the tall doors of the pavilion, they saw six statues of angels with feathered backs gazing at each other in the lobby.

But they waited to take a closer look, only to find that the statue did not look like an angel at all, but rather like a winged evil spirit, with a hideous look and a flailing gesture, without any flavor of holiness.

"Weeping Angels..."

"If you gaze, it will take root in the pupils of your eyes, and when you avert your eyes, it will come to life, silently approaching step by step until it takes over your body..."

Reading the description on the tablet, the students scratched their heads.

"What does that mean?"

The tour guide said with a smile on his face, "Have you guys ever played with wooden people, the Weeping Angel is definitely the best of the bunch, every time you turn your head, it can approach gradually without any flaws, until finally, you're in each other's faces, and it will be reborn in the pupils of your eyes."

The group was creeped out by what she said.

The bold boy forced his head around, "Che, I don't believe it!"

Everyone walked forward, and just then, there was a 'click~click~click' movement from behind them, they turned back and realized that the movement had stopped again, as if what they had just heard was just an illusion, but once they raised their heads, they realized that all of the 3-meter-high statues of the Weeping Angels had twisted their heads around, facing them in a bizarre manner.

"Ah!"

A group of people were instantly frightened and cried out.

As if he had expected it, the teacher shrugged his shoulders, and the pretty tour guide girl hid her mouth and snickered.

After this episode, everyone's trust in this museum is all gone.

But the tour guide repeatedly assured that there would be no more scary programs, so we were indignant to continue the tour.

The first exhibit in the gallery is a beautiful head sealed in amber.

Snow-white skin, an incomparably voluptuous face, her eyes closed tightly as if she was in a deep sleep, without that head full of little green snakes, it would have been very stunning.

"This is the head of the mythical creature - Medusa, it is known that amber is formed by dripping resin buried in the ground for millions of years, so there is no way that this exhibit could be fake, how about it, isn't it beautiful!"

The tour guide lady continued with a smile on her face, "For only 100,000 RMB, you can take home this one-of-a-kind exhibit that is guaranteed to make your family a household name in the neighborhood, are any of your classmates interested?"

Eleazar bristled.

He guaranteed that as soon as someone bought this today, it wouldn't take more than a few days for the same replica to show up and then it would still be sold in the same set-up.

Well... It's a private museum after all. People have to eat too.

The tour guide lady introduced herself and after realizing that no one was interested, she walked to the next place.

It was a row of black and purple rings, and as everyone got closer to look at them, small, dense tentacles suddenly stuck out from the edges of the rings, waving wildly.

"Holy shit!" The man in the front row leaned back a bit in shock.

"This is the cursed love ring, it is said to wear the ring of two people, a lifetime will be faithful to each other until death, very magical Oh, interested students to buy two to try to connect eternal love."

"3,000 dollars a pair, this is a limited edition item, there are only 6 pairs left, while supplies last..."

It's amazing that something that looks like it has a special moral, an interesting appearance, and a price tag that isn't particularly outrageous is actually something that wealthy students are interested in picking up and scrutinizing.

But there are some students who feel speechless and turn to their teachers.

"Teacher, why does she keep selling things?"

"Oh, this is the merchandise exhibit area, if you want to see real antiques, go over there to the off-sale area and see for yourselves, feel free to move around, but you're not allowed to leave the museum."

The crowd dispersed with a huff at the news.

A few people from the dormitory decided to pair up and they found the Eleazar, still parked in the merchandise display area, and greeted it:

"Come on, let's go see the real thing together!"

Eleazar turned and smiled, "I'm going to do some gift shopping, you guys go ahead."

Sia: "Damn it, guys with girlfriends!"

A few people left in anger on the spot, leaving him behind.

Eleazar did intend to buy a gift, so she kept following the tour guide lady around for a long time.

Although what is sold here is gimmicky and exaggerated fakes, it may not be impossible to make them real if they can be worked on.

But unfortunately, so far, he has not seen a suitable carrier.

"Why don't we just go back and buy a cursed love ring, gouge out that fake gem, remove the extra organs inside, set a real gem, and finally carve some inscriptions..."

But Eleazar quickly dispels such idiotic thoughts.

"Then why would I buy one, why don't I just make a new one."

Shaking his head regretfully, he just had to keep strolling.

Well, things are getting cheaper back there.

Miss Tour Guide: "This is from the talisman of luck, which is said to bring good luck to those who wear it."

Eleazar's eyes snap open a bit and he walks quickly up to the display case next to the amulet.

"Oh, it's an ancient coin, an interesting collector's item even though it's said to be out of circulation now."

Eleazar pretends to pick them out and picks up three.

"I'll buy some then."

"Okay, thanks for the patronage~"

Paying three hundred dollars, Eleazar pocketed the mysterious silver coin as he had hoped.

What exactly was it and what power it contained, he would have plenty of time to slowly figure it out later, anyway, it would be right to get his hands on it first!

I was just sighing that the trip hadn't been a bad one at all when a sudden, terrified scream came from the showroom.

"Dead people ..." Everyone looked back strangely and was trying to trace the source of the sound when a large number of staff came out of the museum and worked with the teacher to evacuate the crowd.

"Class, all gather at the door!"

But how could Eleazar behave, he walked up to the second floor unnoticed while everyone wasn't looking, and then turned on his senses to look out.

"Hiss ..."

A woman skewered by a stake, red-stained spikes emerging from her upturned mouth.