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Chapter 611 Plan (Part 2)

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    We turned around and saw the native dog brought by our father barking.  This local dog seemed to be stimulated by something and kept barking at the oil painting on the stairs. But when we looked at the oil painting, we couldn't see anything strange at all.

    After roaring for a while, the native dog suddenly stopped talking, and then lay on the ground, becoming a little sluggish.

    Seeing this scene, Dad's expression became serious, and he said: "It seems we don't have much time. Judging from the appearance of this dog, the influence of the oil painting on external objects has begun to become stronger. Four-nine,  Qianyi, please help me put that machine in the hall!"

    The machine my dad was talking about was the mechanical device that I couldn't understand before. This thing didn't look big, but it was very heavy. Fortunately, Lin Qianyi was there, and we quickly put it in place.

    At the same time, my father asked Liu Yongqing and his brother to help out, asking them to take out a few more cameras from the box and point them at the oil paintings.  According to him, he wanted to know if the patterns on the painting would change when the oil painting plays tricks on us.

    Liu Yongqing didn't mind his father's orders and immediately started to help. However, Liu Yongyang froze on the spot and kept shaking his head: "Sister, don't believe him. Everything he said must be a lie. How about an oil painting?"  Possibly killing someone?"

    Seeing that Liu Yongyang still refused to believe what his father said, I stopped what I was doing and wanted to lecture him, but at this time, Lin Qianyi pulled me back: "Sijiu, forget it, don't forget that he is  He spent several years in a mental hospital. The way he is now is just because he developed a habit of not believing in abnormal things there. "

    Seeing that Sister Lin said this, I had no choice but to curl my lips and give up my original plan.

    At this time, when Dad saw that we had given the signal to the machine, he said to us: "Okay, Sijiu, Qianyi, I still have some things in the car outside. Come and get them with me."

    The things Dad was talking about turned out to be several shotguns and their bullets.  Lin Qianyi and I were both a little surprised when we saw Dad taking these things out of the car.

    Lin Qianyi asked: "Dad, where did you get these things? Isn't this country banning guns?"

    "Of course it's the black market. As long as you have money in the black market here, you can get a rocket launcher."

    I asked: "Dad, why do you carry so many guns? Do you want to use these to paint oil paintings?"

    Dad smiled at me and said, "Your guess is basically correct. Let's go in first and then talk."

    When we went back with these firearms and bullets, we happened to see two siblings, Liu Yongqing and Liu Yongyang, standing side by side. I just wanted to say hello to them, lest they think we were holding the guns with malicious intentions.  But I found that something seemed wrong in the entrance hall.

    After scanning the surroundings carefully, I immediately understood where this feeling of something wrong came from.

    Those cameras that were already placed, but now for some unknown reason, someone changed the direction of the lens to face the wall. As a result, the cameras could not capture anything at all.

    So I asked: "Ms. Liu, did you do this?"

    "Huh?" Liu Yongqing looked confused, "What are you talking about? By the way, why are you moving so fast?"

    I pointed at the cameras and said, "These cameras, didn't you make them look like this?"

    "Ah? That's strange. When did they become like this? Brother, do you know?" Liu Yongqing asked his younger brother, but the latter also shook his head with a confused expression.

    Dad didn¡¯t say anything, but turned on the player of a camera, which looked like the scene captured by the camera just now.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Not long after we left the entrance, the Liu Yongqing sister and brother suddenly shut their mouths. The two of them began to turn the cameras stiffly like puppets being manipulated.

    Seeing that they had changed the position of the camera, Liu Yongqing and Liu Yongyang looked in disbelief, because they had no impression of what had just happened. In their impression, we had just gone out.  Just came back.

    After listening to their explanation, the father waved his hand and said: "Okay, I believe you, but you have also seen what was captured on the camera. You must have been affected by the oil painting and had hallucinations. It will make you do it again and again.  Nothing is impressed. This should be a sign that the ability of oil painting is getting stronger and stronger. We have to speed up."

    Say it, DadHe asked us to bring over the shotguns we brought with us. He took one of them and began to fix the guns on the mechanism in the center of the entrance.

    Liu Yongqing only then noticed the guns we were holding. She asked: "Master Lin, do you want these guns?"

    "This is the method I thought of to destroy the oil painting." Dad explained, "According to the information we have now, any method that wants to destroy the oil painting through artificial means will be interfered with by the hallucination ability of the oil painting.  So I thought, if this is the case, then we will use mechanical power to destroy the oil painting."

    While installing the mechanism at hand, he continued: "This thing is a timed shooting device that I made myself. As long as the time is set, when the time is up, it will pull the trigger instead of manpower. So we just  You need to set up these shotguns, then roughly set the direction of the muzzle, and then you can rely entirely on this device to destroy the painting."

    When Dad said this, he took the bullet in my hand and started loading the shotguns that had been fixed on the mechanism.

    He also said: "And I chose a shotgun this time. Because it is shotgun, it does not need to be aimed too carefully, which can minimize the illusory impact of the oil painting."

    After loading the last shotgun, Dad pressed the setting device on the mechanism without hesitation.

    When the LCD panel on a device that looked like an electronic alarm clock lit up with a ten-minute countdown, Dad said to us: "Okay, in ten minutes, these shotguns will fire on their own and destroy this oil painting."  , everyone, in order to avoid the oil painting exerting illusions on us and interfering with this device, we'd better leave here now."

    After Dad said that, the five of us immediately walked out of the villa and waited outside the parking lot for the last ten minutes to pass.

    Seeing that the long-standing nightmare was about to end, Liu Yongqing seemed very excited. While holding her brother Liu Yongyang's hand, she thanked her father: "Thank you, Master Lin, for using the timing device to destroy the oil painting. If it weren't for Master Lin,  , I really can¡¯t think of this method.¡±

    The father waved his hand and said: "It's nothing. Miss Liu has many things to care about on a daily basis. If you think about this kind of trivial skill carefully, you should be able to figure it out."

    While Dad was chatting with Liu Yongqing, Lin Qianyi seemed a little uneasy. She said to me, "Sijiu, do you think Dad's method can really destroy that oil painting?"

    "There should be no problem?"

    "But I'm still a little worried. What if that oil painting is a cursed object? You and I both know that a gun can't solve a cursed object. No, I still have to remind Dad."

    So, Lin Qianyi pulled her father aside who was still talking to the Liu Yongqing siblings: "Dad, I think your method is not very safe. If this oil painting is a cursed object, your shotgun  There's no way a gun could destroy it."

    The father smiled and shook his head and said: "No, this oil painting cannot be a cursed object. Don't forget, whether it was the Liu family siblings or Sijiu, when they wanted to destroy the oil painting, the oil painting  They will all use illusions to protect themselves. If it is really a cursed object, there is no need to do so."

    Lin Qianyi said again: "But if it's not a cursed object, then what the hell is this oil painting? Dad, didn't you see it in the fragments of mountains and seas?"

    The father frowned and said, "That's not true. The fragment only has the ability of this oil painting, but what it is specifically is not stated clearly."

    Lin Qianyi then said: "Dad, in this case, do you want me to call and ask someone in the bureau? There is a guy named Zhang Mo in our department, and his knowledge of this kind of supernatural events is very impressive in our bureau."  Famous!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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