Crow's Paradise

His eyes turned to the two police cars that did not conform to the world view, and they surrounded the police officers beside the police cars, but they did not arrest anyone.

After looking around for a moment, he found some traces.

Immediately, he walked towards the alley diagonally opposite the jewelry store.

In the relatively narrow and dark alley, only a faint light fell from a high place, making the alley visible.

Yao Yan followed the traces and squeezed into the alley.

As he walked, Yao Yan did not forget to use his feet to wipe away the tiny traces that looked like snakes.

After passing through the alley, a huge clock tower appeared in his field of vision.

Bell tower?

Yao Yan turned his head and glanced at the location of the jewelry store.

Is it so close?

Without staying much, Yao Yan went directly to the bell tower.

The bell tower door, which was not guarded, was tightly locked.

Although Yao Yan had the knowledge of the locks of the original owner of the body, he did not bring a wire to hold up the marbles in the lock, nor did he bring a torque wrench.

Although it doesn't matter if you don't have a torque wrench, it's not going to be easy if you don't have wire.

——According to the original owner’s experience.

Yao Yan did not need this.

After opening his palm and placing it on the door lock, a black page appeared in his hand.

As his right hand moved across the page, the door lock suddenly opened.

Opening the door, Yao Yan walked into the bell tower.

The palm of his hand turned again, and the black paper disappeared from his hand.

After kicking back, with the sound of the door closing, his eyes turned to the scenery inside the bell tower.

There is indeed a strong sense of dislocation in the architectural style, as if it were the style hundreds of years before his lifetime.

To be precise, it should be Gothic-Victorian mixed with Greek style?

No, it's Gothic-Victorian mixed with Hellenistic-Egyptian style.

“A city has seven or eight architectural styles mixed together, so why can’t we have some snacks?”

However, obviously not.

Going up the spiral staircase, Yao Yan came to the top of the bell tower.

On the top of the bell tower, there is a huge bronze bell as tall as a man.

and

There is a figure beside the huge hanging clock.

As he stepped onto the roof, the man turned around.

The man was wearing a full-body gray coat, with obvious signs of widening at the shoulders, and a cloak hanging behind him. It was difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

There is also a mask on his face.

On the mask, there is a circle of lines around the eyes.

But if you look closely, you will find that the pattern is actually a snake pattern, with a snake surrounding the eyes.

Masked thief?

"It's really exaggerated. Are you performing an opera?"

Yao Yanhai yawned as he was accustomed to the original owner's tone.

His words caused the man's movements to stagnate slightly, and then, the male and female voices could not be heard:

"Aren't the first ones to be discovered by those idiots at the police station? That's their colleagues?"

When he said "fellow", the man's voice suddenly brought a smile:

"Is it a hound? Or a strange bird?"

As he spoke, the masked man in a gray coat and cloak continued to ask amid laughter:

"Are you here for Stairway to Heaven?"

Yao Yan did not respond directly, but said:

"Do you know? The reason why any culture has evolved masks to some extent?"

"Huh?" The man hummed, as if he didn't understand why he said this suddenly.

"I don't know whether the mask was put on the face because it served as a sacrificial target during the sacrifice, or because it was a defective product from the production of clay puppets and wood sculptures."

"What are you talking about?" The man seemed to be impatient with his abrupt remarks.

But Yao Yan was just laughing.

Because this person's outfit has a very obvious opera style.

As he said, each different culture has different mask styles and forms due to different development directions.

Even in the country and region where he lived, the culture radiating out from this region will be combined with the local culture to develop different mask styles.

Unless this area is too weak and its style is too weak, it will be invaded and covered.

Apart from the basic commonality of the masks themselves, the closer the other features are, the more they are covered.

During his lifetime, the direct source of the artistic image of "Phantom Thief" was usually opera.

However, the masks used in operas have been influenced by many influences.

Medieval noble masquerades, carnivals, and Dionysian festivals.

Going further back, the mask art of the nobles also originated from religious sacrifices, and the Carnival and Dionysian festival also originated from this.

The performance form of drama itself originated from sacrificial activities.

It can be said that the Kaitou culture itself is a product of religion that has changed beyond recognition after many changes.

However, no matter how unrecognizable it is, some features will remain and cannot be completely eliminated.

For example.

Half face mask.

Looking at the mask that covered half of this man's face, Yao Yan smiled brightly.

how to say.

Made in his previous life and in his understanding.

Myths are the biggest finished products of rumors.

History, because some facts are difficult to confirm, will inevitably produce misinformation due to errors in various locations.

History is also the source of the most rumors.

However, the scariest thing is not that facts are turned into myths.

Rather, myth is treated as history.

If it is too exaggerated, it will be regarded as myth and fiction.

But if the processing site was less flashy, would it be regarded as a myth?

Rumors are rumors because they are believed to be true.

The less evidence is used when exploring history, the more rumors will be generated.

However, people are lazy and often rarely check whether every word they say is correct when they speak out.

The same goes for Yao Yan.

How many people would investigate the things he is thinking about now?

People who see these words can accurately tell what proportion of his words are right and wrong?

What's wrong? Right where?

Yao Yan's sudden laughter made the man take a step back:

"Hey! What are you laughing at? Hey! Answer me!"

Yao Yan could hear the sense of control and self-confidence in the other party's words because he didn't understand the reason for his laughter.

Yao Yan stopped laughing:

"Do you know what it means when the sun god has his torso swallowed by a snake?"

"What do you mean?" The snake-faced man seemed a little nervous because of his laughter.

"That is not a myth, but a fact." After laying the groundwork, Yao Yan began to spread his words.

"You know what? People love to put 'artistic' spins on the facts of what happened."

His voice sounded on the top of the bell tower, like a giant's cry, shaking the huge bell.

"Varied"

When the snake-faced man was about to speak, Yao Yan interrupted him without any hesitation:

“Opening a window would be described as breaking a window.”

"Or conversely, breaking a window would be described as opening a window."

He took out an orange gem from his pocket and raised it:

"Do you think the Sun Stone is the blood of the Sun God?"

This sentence made the snake-faced man laugh:

"Hahaha, what did I think I was going to say? The Sun Stone is the blood of the Sun God?"

"What? Then I am the fire-stealing snake who stole the body of the Sun God?"

The snake-faced man laughed, and the sound that he had deliberately concealed was slightly broken by this laughter.