Full-time Mage: I am Mo Fan's sister

Chapter 238 Lan Miaoyi's Reminder
If surveillance cameras could see everything, there would be no need for hunters to track them down.

After leaving the museum, the three people lost all trace. After all, the museum has surveillance cameras with every angle. After they went out, they hid in a small alley and no one knew anything about them.

Yu Yong carefully took out a small box of special stone powder and used wind magic to spread it evenly along the wall.

"Xiao Zhang, shine!"

He commanded a light magician to release light, and after a burst of strong light, layers of footprints appeared on the ground.

"Swish, swish, revealing powder, it's so expensive, just use it now!"

Mo Yingge smacked his lips and said, if a hunter goes out to hunt monsters, he will definitely bring several kinds of special powders.

There are all kinds of monster-hunting powder and monster-repelling powder, insect-proof powder, snake-proof powder, and hemostatic powder. The bags are filled with all kinds of things, and I am afraid that I won’t be able to find them when I need them.

The revealing powder is a kind of monster-hunting powder. When you spread it out, it will reveal all footprints nearby as long as it is within one day.

This stuff is good in every way except that it is too expensive and not durable at all. The small box in Yu Yong's hand costs tens of thousands of dollars.

When exposed to strong light, the revealing powder will emit obvious fluorescence. At this time, an experienced hunter can judge something based on these faint traces.

The Blood Rage Hunters obviously have experts who are good at this and were able to identify traces of last night's crime from a pile of chaotic traces.

"The revealing powder can only reveal things within one day. We don't know where they went, so we can only look for them one by one. Oh, I think I have distinguished them. One of them is bigger and the footprints he left are heavier. They didn't separate. Let's go forward!" The hunter who was proficient in tracking lay on the ground and grinned.

"It's worthy of you, Lao Li. This time it's all thanks to you!" Someone immediately exclaimed loudly.

There was a corner ahead, and although everyone guessed that it would go into the alley, Yu Yong still used revealing powder to be on the safe side, and this time he lost tens of thousands of dollars again.

These are all necessary contributions, just consider them as initial investment.

After passing a large trash can, you will arrive at a residential area. However, even if you use the revealing powder, it will be of no use as there are too many people passing by and the traces left behind are too numerous to count.

"It's hard to tell them apart, and many people left this morning. If they have blended into the crowd and left, we will have no way to deal with them." Old Li sighed.

The situation suddenly froze. The revealing powder was not a panacea, and they couldn't go door to door to check. More importantly, it was a matter of time. What if the thief had already run away?
"They can't run away. Those three mixed in with the last group of visitors, changed their clothes and stole things. They also used magic. They are all magicians. They will definitely be discovered if they leave Xichuan, so they are still in this city." Yu Yong shook his head and said.

Indeed, every item on display in the museum was equipped with restrictions and alarms. Mo Yingge also watched the surveillance video. The stronger man used lightning to break the restrictions and then used the storage magic weapon to take away the stone carvings. The other two people used ground waves and wind tracks respectively.

Ordinary filming techniques could not show the magic light, but based on the traces at the scene and the statements of bystanders, they were able to tell the magic used.

But this information is meaningless. What's the use of knowing the magic department? Who knows how many wind, earth, and lightning magicians there are in Xichuan? It's hard to say even if you are an outsider.

"Since they went for the stone carving, it means that the thing must have some use. Otherwise, why not take an antique treasure instead of just a broken stone? Why don't we go back and ask the curator what the stone carving is used for? Then we can investigate in another direction. As long as it is useful and has been used by someone, it will definitely reveal itself!" Mo Yingge pondered for a moment and expressed his thoughts.

"You are right. Old Li, you take your men to continue investigating and see if there is any good solution. Old Yi, you and Tingqiang stay here. This girl and I will go back and ask the curator." Yu Yong nodded and took Mo Yingge back to ask.

"From your accent, Miss Mo, you are not a local, right?" Yu Yong asked casually while walking on the road.

"Well, I'm from Nanling."

Bo City is so remote that few people know its location. Mo Yingge could only give an approximate location.

After chatting for a few minutes, the two returned to the museum, but Mo Yingge saw an acquaintance at the door.

"Lan Miaoyi, do you still remember me?" Mo Yingge waved his hand and called out.

"You, Mo Yingge, you are still alive?!" Lan Miaoyi turned around and saw that it was Mo Yingge, who she thought had been buried underground. She was immediately surprised and quickly ran over to pinch Mo Yingge's hand.

"What are you doing?" Mo Yingge slapped her rebellious little paws away.

"Hehe, I just wanted to confirm whether you were really alive. After all, I thought you were dead before, and I was so scared that I didn't sleep well for a week!" Lan Miaoyi stuck out her tongue and said embarrassedly.

"Good things happen to people with good fortune. When I was a child, fortune tellers always said that I had a good life, and that I would be able to turn misfortune into good fortune and disaster into blessing!" Mo Yingge spread his hands, and the two of them chattered and played for a while, then it was considered formal.

"Come to think of it, you're really unlucky. You just came back and encountered a conscription order." Lan Miaoyi complained. She was lively and cheerful, and got along very well with Mo Yingge.

"I don't want this to happen either. It feels like wherever I go, something bad will happen." Mo Yingge also complained, and then asked, "But what are you doing here? Don't tell me that they are about to run away, but you still want to go in and take a look?"

"No, I'm just passing by. My house is right next to it, and I want to buy some snacks now!" Lan Miaoyi said, pointing to the tall building behind.

"Oh, I thought too much." Mo Yingge said.

"What's the matter? I'm very familiar with this area. I can take you there if you need anything." Lan Miaoyi patted her chest and smiled. Mo Yingge's gaze couldn't help but shift downwards a few degrees. Well, it was very full, but still a little worse than his own.

Lan Miaoyi’s height is not short, but Mo Yingge herself is too tall, so she always has a slight sense of looking down when looking at things.

Mo Yingge then briefly explained the matter to Lan Miaoyi, the local boss.

"I see. It's not feasible to continue following them. Your idea is right, but you overlooked one point. It was so easy for those thieves to steal. Even if they had inspected the scene beforehand, they would have encountered some trouble." Lan Miaoyi smiled and showed her little fangs.

"You mean, there is a traitor in the museum, which allowed them to succeed so easily? But why didn't they take other precious cultural relics? Does that stone carving have any other value?" Mo Yingge muttered to herself while rolling up a strand of her hair.

Hahaha, I've been a bit bored recently, so I pulled out another young lady to appear (I didn't just think of her). It's a bit difficult, and I'm not good at writing story plots, so let's not create any suspense, and just push the plot!
There is one more thing, I would like to correct it here. I have recently revisited the dispute between the ancient capital and the academy. Zhang Xiaohou's parents are both dead, and he was raised by his grandmother since he was a child. In the previous chapter, I wrote that his parents told the protagonist his nickname, which must be wrong. I will not trouble the editor to change it. I would like to clarify it here!
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I wish all my book friends good health and longevity!
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(End of this chapter)