Chapter 306: He actually wants to rob... the British Museum?!

Margaret's words immediately captured the attention of all the experts.

She continued right away, "This guy is extremely skilled at using reverse thinking; his behavioral patterns always run counter to our investigative habits. When everyone thinks he has truly disappeared, he hasn't actually disappeared at all—that is the charm of magic... I have a proposal, though I'm not sure if I should say it."

"Miss Margaret, please, go ahead," Detective Wesley said while puffing on his pipe.

"I think we should hire a professional magician to help us solve the case..."

Li Changyu: "A professional magician?"

"That's right. To crack this case, we must have the guidance of a professional magician. We must understand the underlying logic of these magic tricks to have any chance of knowing his true criminal intent," Margaret said, enunciating every word.

"Do you know anyone with such talent?" Liu Xuemin asked.

Margaret shook her head and quipped, "Magicians in France are even rarer than female police officers..."

Just as she finished, Wesley, who was nearby, took over the conversation: "I have a friend who is a magician. He used to be very famous throughout Europe... Perhaps we could ask him for help..."

While the experts were trying to find a professional magician for help, the British Museum in the early morning was bathed in sunlight, welcoming a brand-new day.

At ten o'clock in the morning, in Russell Square, just twenty meters in a straight line from the British Museum, a massive outdoor performance stage had already been set up.

Today was Shakespeare Day. To commemorate this great playwright, Russell Square held memorial activities and artistic performances at this time every year.

This tradition of commemoration had a long history and had completely evolved into a Yingguo traditional festival.

Every year when this time arrived, Russell Square would be unprecedentedly grand, packed with people!

On stage, a rock band played uninhibitedly, their noise clamoring through the city's streets and alleys!

Off stage, one could see spectators with faces painted in various colors and wearing bizarre costumes everywhere!

Behind the stage, the Greek-style columns of the British Museum loomed in the distance, over a hundred meters away, like silent witnesses one after another.

"Respected ladies and gentlemen, before the program officially begins, let us first give our applause to the performance of the Macbeth Band. Whether you admit it or not, in my eyes, they are the greatest rock musicians of this century!"

As the song ended, the male host who had stepped onto the stage was delivering his opening remarks word by word.

As he spoke, the spotlights suddenly brightened, and the band's music faded.

"Today, as the London spring sunshine spills over this ancient square, we are not only here to commemorate a great soul, but also to witness the ultimate blossoming of imagination. Four hundred years ago, a youth from Stratford created a world with a quill pen, and today, we will witness with our own eyes how the boundary between reality and magic is redefined!"

After saying this, the male host scanned the entire audience and then continued:

"In this city where Shakespeare once lingered, in this early morning where the Fairy King and spirits from his writings might appear at any moment—let us enter together this modern sequel to Shakespeare's *A Midsummer Night's Dream*. Next, please enjoy the stage short play specially adapted from Shakespeare's *A Midsummer Night's Dream*—*A Midsummer Night's Final Fantasy*!"

The drumbeats stopped abruptly.

The spotlight condensed into a bright circle in the center of the empty stage, and mist swirled slowly within the beam of light.

During this time, the host had already left the center of the stage.

Replacing him was a black figure, appearing from the void.

From a distance, he was wearing a black suit, sporting a traditional British top hat, and seemed to be holding a walking stick that symbolized a gentleman.

At first, many people thought this was just an actor in the short play, but when the lights fully revealed him, people finally saw who it was!

It turned out the person who had arrived was not an actor at all, but Chu Chen!

"Chu Chen!"

"It's actually him?"

"My God!"

"Why is he appearing here!"

"Oh oh oh!"

A tidal wave of exclamations erupted from the audience.

A young girl with a painted face stood on tiptoe, and a man in a bizarre costume took off his top hat.

A month ago, the man who made the Euros in the Paris Bank Vault evaporate instantly during a live stream was now smiling in the cultural heart of London!

There was something chilling hidden in his smile.

"Everyone, it is a pity, but there is no Fairy King Oberon today."

Chu Chen's voice echoed through the square via the microphone, clear as a chime, "But I promise you all, today, you will see a real *A Midsummer Night's Dream* with your own eyes!"

After saying this, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, tens of thousands of rose petals drifted down from the sky, turning into stardust upon touching the ground.

Amidst the crowd's gasps, he pointed toward the British Museum in the distance!

"Right now, there are approximately 1.75 million treasures from all over the world sleeping in those exhibition halls."

Having said this, Chu Chen's voice suddenly turned somber, but immediately, it returned to normal: "But in a moment, I will use my actions to awaken them and let them embark on their journey home."

This statement from Chu Chen was like a giant boulder thrown into a still lake, instantly stirring up monstrous waves in both the real and virtual worlds!

"He... what did he just say?"

A young man with a Shakespeare mask painted on his face grabbed his companion's arm, his voice rising in disbelief: "He actually wants to rob... the British Museum?!"

This exclamation was like a fuse, instantly igniting the accumulated silence.

"Oh, my God!"

"Is he serious? Today? Right here?!"

"How is this possible?"

The uproar rose from the ground like a tsunami, drowning the entire square!

The spectators who had previously been immersed in the atmosphere of the artistic performance now almost all leaped from their seats, either standing on tiptoe or crowding forward, trying to see the calm figure in the center of the stage more clearly!

The crowd surged and rioted violently like wheat waves swept by a strong Wind.

On every painted face, astonishment, excitement, fanaticism, and suspicion intertwined, blooming with a brilliance more dazzling than the lights on stage!

People in bizarre costumes no longer cared about their appearance, pushing each other; mobile phones were raised like a dense forest, the cold light of the screens reflecting off their burning eyes!

Exclamations, whistles, and incoherent screams of excitement, mixed with incredulous laughter, converged into a boiling wave of sound that rushed straight into the London sky; even the professional sound equipment on stage seemed to be eclipsed by this spontaneous roar of the crowd!

At the same time, in the live stream room, another form of complete explosion was taking place at the data level!

Within three seconds of Chu Chen finishing his sentence, the live stream's barrage comments instantly surged from thirty percent to three hundred percent, completely obscuring the live broadcast screen!

【!!!!!!!!!!】

【Holy crap, God Chu, are you going to empty out the British Museum this time?!】

【Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Is this something that can be broadcast?!】

【It's here, it's here! After the bank, it's the museum! This is truly God Chu's style!】

【Has anyone called the police? What are the Yingguo police still waiting for?!】

【This isn't a crime, this is art! It's a miracle of magic!】

【Selling melon seeds, drinks, and mineral water in the front row! Witnessing history!】

【I skipped work to watch this live stream for this, it was worth it!!!】

【I bet fifty cents, he can't do it! The security at the British Museum is top-tier!】

【Are you a new fan above? Is there such a word as "impossible" in front of God Chu?】