"ah!"

Zhang Haomiao, who was getting into the swing of his "rap," suddenly stopped and immediately put on a bitter expression.

"Hahaha…"

The other students, including the one with the steamed bun, burst into laughter.

Just as everyone was chatting, the stage lights suddenly went out.

"Wang Yueheng's side is about to start!"

Zhang Lei hurriedly shouted to the crowd.

While the group was chatting, theater staff were busy moving tables on stage and adjusting the lights and sound.

In addition, the personnel brought by Wang Yueheng are also setting up the video equipment needed for the performance.

Everything is now ready.

Seeing this, Guo Gang and the others returned to their seats in the first row below the stage and sat down to watch.

The actors who didn't have seats simply stood on one side of the stage and waited to enjoy Wang Yueheng's performance.

...

"Director, it seems Wang Yueheng is going to sing a song. Should we continue listening?"

Inside the British Museum, Emily, dressed in a black suit, turned her head and frowned as she asked.

With the museum robbed, how could they, as the management, possibly be in the mood to listen to a Chinese singer perform?

Moreover, the other party was not even in London, so even if they took the fastest flight last night, they wouldn't have made it in time.

In any case, Wang Yueheng could not possibly be involved in this theft.

"Listen to me, I'm determined to find something out about him!"

Curator Fisher, his brow furrowed, spoke with an unquestionable air.

An intuition told him that Wang Yueheng's next song might be related to his museum.

"All right……"

The female employee, Amy Lu, had no choice but to continue playing the footage of the Deyun Society's live broadcast on her phone.

After clearing all the bullet comments and gift effects.

The curator's gaze was fixed intently on the screen.

I learned that Director Fisher was actually watching the performance of that Chinese singer.

The rest of the management, including the London police chief, looked at each other in bewilderment.

Shouldn't the most urgent thing right now be to hold a meeting to discuss how to strengthen security measures?

Upon seeing the curator, Fisher, he remained indifferent to everything else.

The others, busy investigating the case, had to stop what they were doing and stand beside Fisher.

Their gazes were also drawn to the live broadcast.

Suddenly, all the lights on the stage of the Tianqiao Theater went out.

A bright moon slowly rose.

Like dark clouds torn into shreds, floating in the night sky.

The pale moonlight gradually illuminated the scenery on the ground.

In a spacious square, the water from a circular fountain is gushing and flowing.

The rushing water sounded especially loud in the dead of night.

The holographic projection effects once again amazed Fisher and others who were in the museum.

"What is this? Is it video footage?"

Sheriff Payne rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.

How could the scene possibly change directly from the stage to an outdoor view?

"It's a stage effect, a high-tech simulated projection developed by Hengxue Entertainment!"

An employee who knew Wang Yueheng explained the situation.

"Yes, the movie 'Escape from the British Museum' was reportedly generated using such AI special effects."

Another employee chimed in.

However, his words clearly brought back unpleasant memories for the curator, Fisher.

The other person turned around and glared fiercely at the talkative employee.

Upon seeing Fisher's eyes, red with anger, everyone present immediately fell silent, trembling with fear.

"Tap tap tap~"

On the gloomy, dimly lit square paved with stone bricks.

A series of hurried footsteps approached from afar.

A figure wearing a black bowler hat with a rolled brim and a trench coat flashed by in the darkness.

The sound of soft leather heels hitting the ground instantly creates an eerie and tense feeling.

The distinctive British-style clothing also caught the attention of female employees like Amy.

"Crunch crunch"

A retro-style horse-drawn carriage from the last century soon appeared in a corner of the square.

The black figure leaped up and entered the carriage.

"This square looks so familiar!"

"This street seems familiar..."

Several museum staff members stood there, stunned, as familiar scenes flashed through their minds.

"Isn't this Baker Street in the Marilla district?!"

When she saw the scene on a familiar street, Emily's eyes widened in disbelief.

This street is very close to the British Museum, only about two miles away.

Similarly, after recognizing that the background of the image was a certain area in London.

Everyone in the museum fell silent.

Baker Street...

It was once the residence of a famous private detective in British history.

Just then.

The sound of a cello drifted from the night as the vintage carriage disappeared.

The tinkling sounds were accompanied by equally rapid orchestral music.

This immediately created an atmosphere of suspense.

"Wang Yueheng...could it be that he wrote this song with London or even the British Museum as the background?"

Security Captain Wilson and the others swallowed hard, a tense suspicion suddenly rising in their minds.

Baker Street, a backdrop of British culture, coupled with this eerie and suspenseful musical melody...

It's hard not to think of this museum theft.

"A sunny day in the alley in December 1983"

"The Seventh Chapter of the Night"

"The typewriter continued to be pushed forward."

"The next line that gets closer to the truth..."

After a tense and suspenseful prelude, Wang Yueheng's singing suddenly began.

Fast-paced, indistinct rapping accompanied by the cool moonlight spilling all around.

It appeared along with the singing.

There is also a huge virtual screen on one side of the stage.

The lyrics are displayed in both Chinese and English on the floating virtual screen.

The constantly floating and drifting bilingual lyrics give it a Western magical feel.

These ornate English lyrics seem to be specifically designed for a particular audience to understand.

The song and floating subtitles appeared.

The Tianqiao Theater suddenly fell silent.

The audience was afraid they wouldn't hear Wang Yueheng's next line of lyrics.

Or perhaps you missed a part of the story.

"The roundabout next to Baker Street"

"On the arm of the armored knight"

The iris emblem glowed faintly.

"A midnight visit with the sound of an unmanned carriage"

"Evil Under the Victorian Moonlight"

"A blood-red opening..."

"Boom!"

Listening to Wang Yueheng's singing.

And translated English lyrics subtitles.

Museum director Fisher felt as if a bomb had exploded in his mind.

Baker Street Roundabout, armored knights, badges...

It is clearly alluding to Russell Place, which is named after the Duke and Earl of Bedford!

Russell Square is home to the British Museum!

Upon hearing this, Fisher had a hundred reasons to believe it.

This song by Wang Yueheng.

This is definitely an allusion to the British Museum theft!

"Evidence! The evidence must be hidden in his song!"

"He must know who committed the museum robbery!"

Listening to the muffled rap, the emotional curator Fisher couldn't help but shout out.

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Note: "The Seventh Chapter of the Night" was originally sung by Jay Chou; lyrics by Huang Junlang; music by Jay Chou; and arranged by Chung Hsing-min and Michael Lin.