TARGET ONE Membership conditions: Find the mask of Baron Hilo Part 4
A three-story house stands in front of me, with apricot-yellow walls and a red roof. It is well-arranged with pure white window frames and large glass windows, as well as iron railings with intricate European patterns. The rose bushes in front of the door are growing vigorously, sandwiching the entrance passage. The breeze brings a faint floral fragrance, which is really unique.
I dragged my luggage to the door, took out the key from my pocket, inserted it into the keyhole and turned it a few times, but the door would not open.
The most frustrating thing in life is probably going out without bringing your keys. The most annoying thing is not being able to open the door with your keys, especially when you are dragging large bags of luggage and there is a particularly important secret instrument in the luggage. What if it is discovered by our enemies?
"What's going on?" I was wondering if the teacher had given me the wrong key when I accidentally glanced and saw someone on the small terrace on the second floor.
Romanee, Nicole, and Havensteen were on the terrace, covering their mouths and laughing.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Why don't you come up?" Romani asked me with a sarcastic smile.
"I don't know what's going on. I can't open the door." I looked at them with my hands on the pergola, and hope rose in my heart, "Can you help me open the door?"
"We?" Romani seemed to have heard something particularly funny and quickly threw away the lace folding fan to cover her mouth. "If you want to come in, find a way yourself." After saying that, she swung the hem of her heavy European retro skirt, waved the lace fan, and glanced at me with an expression as if she was watching a good show.
I didn't feel any ill will from them at all. I looked at them on the balcony and said solemnly, "My roommates are so nice. They must want me to improve myself and push me forward all the time!" Thinking of this, I suddenly understood. I rolled up my sleeves and began to prepare to climb the wall.
First, I tied the luggage to myself and bit a handbag in my mouth. Then, I took out a flying hook from the bag and untied a rope from my waist. After combining the flying hook and the rope, everything was ready.
"Why are you carrying so many things?"
"What is she going to do?"
"Look, she made a hook rope!"
Romani and the others were stunned at what was happening and couldn't help but start discussing in private.
I put my hands on my hips. Although I was still biting the bag in my mouth, I couldn't help but smile triumphantly. I was going to join the X-Agents Organization. How could I be stumped by such a small difficulty? I found a good angle, swung my arm in a circle, and threw the flying claw up with a strong force.
“Ah!” Romani’s terrified scream pierced the sky, and the cat that was napping in the tree fell down in fright. “Quick! Take the thing that’s caught on my skirt away!”
Ignoring the heavy load on my body, I gritted my teeth and climbed up the rope with difficulty, thinking: What is this grappling hook hooked on? It's so strong! I didn't expect that I would succeed in climbing with the grappling hook for the first time! I was so excited!
After great effort, I finally climbed onto the balcony. After removing the weight from my body, I saw Romanee half-lying on the ground, holding Havensteen's thigh with one hand and pulling her European-style skirt with the other hand. Half of her body was hanging on the edge of the balcony, and Nicole was strangling Romanee's neck and holding her hair in her hands.
I looked at the three people with pale faces and disheveled hair. They all looked like they had not yet recovered from a great disaster.
"What are you doing?" I looked at them curiously, thinking to myself: What is this new way to enhance the relationship between classmates and roommates?
"We...we..." The three people lost their language function and have not recovered yet.
"Romanie, why is there such a big hole in your skirt?" I pointed at Romanie's retro and gorgeous European skirt, puzzled.
Romani's legs trembled, and then something slipped off the balcony and fell into the flowers below. At this moment, she came to her senses tremblingly, gritted her teeth and panted, saying: "How dare you ask me? Isn't it all because of you that I am like this?"
Me? What does it have to do with me? I was surprised at first, and then I wanted to explain, so I waved my hands vigorously, saying, "It's not me, it's not me, I just came up!" But I didn't expect that the swing was too big, and I knocked over the large and small bags that I had piled up with great difficulty. The whole pile of luggage fell towards Romanee.
“Ah—” Romani’s scream resounded through the sky, her voice sharp and piercing. “Let this guy live in the utility room!”
In front of the gray door, there were exaggerated spider webs on the door frame, and the entire door looked as if it had not been cleaned for hundreds of years, making people suspect that there was an old witch who mixed poison living inside.
I stood in front of the door, my mouth wide open. To be honest, why in such a luxurious house, there would be such a desolate place that looked like no one had lived in it for hundreds of years!
I took a deep breath, as if I had made up my mind, and pushed the door open. Dust flew in my face, and the dust in the air was flying wildly in the sunlight.
"Cough cough..." I covered my nose, held back my cough, and slowly walked into the room. The room was covered with thick dust. The things on the table were covered with dust so much that their original shapes could not be seen. There was only a bed in the corner of the room, and the rest were piles of miscellaneous items. There was no furniture at all.
I slowly walked to the center of the room, looking at the mess in the room, I put my hands on my head and thought: What should I do? I don't know how to do housework!
The sun sets below the horizon, and when the last ray of sunset is swallowed by the darkness, the deep night falls.
Under the starry night sky, a villa stands silently, isolated in the moonlight.
In one of the dimly-lit rooms in the villa, a mysterious figure was fiddling with the precision instrument in front of him. His slender fingers in white gloves adjusted the scale of the knob, causing the needle to make crisp clicking sounds in the empty environment.
Suddenly, the knob in his hand stopped, and there was another sound among the faint electric sound coming from the speaker.
I was wearing a headscarf and a mask, with my hands on my hips, panting, and sighing at the shiny table: "It was not easy. I used several basins of water to clean this small area."
At this moment, this table seems so out of place in this dusty environment.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind. I took out the instrument that my mentor Benny gave me from my bag and placed it on the table to examine it carefully.
This thing looks so much like a sweeping robot. If possible... can it be turned into a sweeping robot?
I flipped it up and saw the screw cover underneath. I slapped the instrument hard with my hand, clenched my other hand into a fist, and said with determination: "Next, I will show my extraordinary mechanical ability as a genius girl!"
Speaking of me, I don't have any other skills except that I like to disassemble and assemble electronic devices. I have disassembled almost everything in the house, including a sweeping robot. After I put it back together, there were still two extra screws, but it still works fine!
This is not difficult, it's just a temporary use. I held a screwdriver in one hand and a pair of tweezers in the other, licked my lips with the tip of my tongue, and concentrated on the communicator. My movements and demeanor were as if there was a piece of fragrant, sizzling steak in front of me, and I was holding the knife and fork in both hands, ready to eat.
"Show me my extraordinary mechanical abilities as a genius girl!" In the quiet and secluded secret room, such a shout suddenly came from the loudspeaker. The mysterious figure paused for a moment, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"It's done!" I closed the back cover, tightened the screws, and stretched my body. "Next, it's time to check the results. My cute little guy, let me see your strength!"
I put the modified instrument on the dusty ground and pressed the start button. The instrument began to buzz and spin on the ground, eating all the dust and garbage into its stomach. It had a great appetite!
"Oh, I'm so awesome!" I gave myself endless praise and at the same time put my mind at ease. Fortunately, the transformation was successful, otherwise I would not be able to sleep tonight!
Thinking of this, I happily tore off the cloth covering the bed, took out the sheets and quilt covers I brought from my bag, made the bed casually, fell asleep, and soon fell into a sweet dream.
A bright moon hangs in the sky, casting its faint light on the sleeping creatures. Occasionally, the low cries of owls can be heard in the cold night wind.
In the dimly lit room, a mysterious figure raised a question.
"Hmm?" He put his ear close to the speaker and turned the knob quickly with his white-gloved fingers. The speaker emitted a "rustling... rustling..." sound. He was even more surprised and took out a thick book. The cover of the book was printed with the four big words "Morse Code". He buried his head in the book and quickly recorded it until late at night...
I had a good night's sleep and was awakened by the first rays of sunlight in the morning.
Wiping the saliva from the corner of my mouth, I got up from the bed, walked to the window, and stretched.
I felt a touch under my feet and looked down. The modified sweeping robot was still working diligently, and all the dust and garbage on the ground had been eaten up by it.
I nodded with satisfaction and praised my masterpiece: "What an amazing instrument, and it has an amazing owner. We are so awesome!" As I was speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open rudely.
"Why are you yelling so early in the morning? Why aren't you going to have breakfast?" Romani was standing at the door, followed by two followers - Nicole and Havensteen - who looked like they wanted to make friends but did not dare to move.
In a flash, I kicked the sweeping robot that was nudging my feet to show affection, and it went under the bed. Then there was a sound of collision and breaking, and several screws and springs popped out from under the bed and bounced around my feet.
As for why they were so nervous, it was because this was the communicator of a secret organization, the famous X Society. It was a very important thing and they must not expose it.
"What a weird person. Are you afraid of others seeing the shabby things you brought with you?" Romanie rolled her eyes at me and said, "Go and have breakfast quickly, and don't say I didn't call you." After that, she left with two followers.
I grinned foolishly, changed my clothes hastily, and ran out of the room after him.
Just kidding, how can we treat such a big thing as eating incorrectly? As the saying goes: If you are not active in eating, there is something wrong with your thinking.
The dark night had passed, and the morning light had penetrated the curtains and entered the house. The light in this room was still on, leaving evidence of a night of hard work.
The mysterious figure was still sitting there, studying the mysterious "rustling" sound coming from the loudspeaker. Following the continued silence, a loud explosion suddenly came from the loudspeaker. The huge and sharp sound seemed to have cut his tense nerves.
The crows on the tree were startled by the harsh sound and flew away. The mysterious figure covered his ears for a long time before he whispered, "Just wait and see!"
Olundu Academy is indeed an aristocratic academy. The huge cafeteria is clean and bright, and the decoration style is also the appearance of 18th century European architecture. The pure maple wood tables and chairs show the extraordinary aristocratic academy. Even the flowers in the vase on each table are covered with fresh dewdrops. The melodious piano music flows and spreads. It is just like the standard of a high-end teahouse.
I held breakfast in my hand and couldn't help but put the bread in my mouth. A happy smile was on my face. I felt comfortable and energetic because I had a good sleep.
Romanie whispered, "Vulgar." Then, as if deliberately distancing herself from me, she walked away and sat down.
I took the bread and turned it over and over in front of me. I didn't realize how vulgar it was. As expected of a noble, he had such high standards for food! Thinking of this, I suddenly understood. When I looked up, I saw the handsome man Daogeze.
In the sunshine, he sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, his facial features were three-dimensional, angular, yet delicate in lines. His face faced the sun, reflecting the soft light, as if his whole body was glowing brightly. This was the prince charming that many girls dreamed of!
"Hi! Good morning ." I walked over and greeted him.
He raised his handsome eyes, which seemed to be inlaid with precious gems, and looked at me. His eyes seemed to have the magic to attract everyone's attention and make people immersed in his eyes, as if falling into a sea of stars.
"Good morning." He put down the coffee cup in his hand, moved his lips, and revealed a bewitching smile, but it was obvious that he was not in a very good spirit.
"What's wrong ? Didn't you sleep well last night?" I asked while chewing bread.
He smiled deeply, his eyes sparkling: "Thank you Miss Greya for your concern, I slept well."
I sat opposite him, eating with great enjoyment while examining the plate in front of him with great interest.
"Do you want to eat that?" Finally, I couldn't help it. I pointed at the exquisite snack in front of him while chewing voraciously, with a longing look on my face.
"If you like it, I'll give it to you." Dougze also stretched out his clean and slender hand, pushed the plate in front of me, and just sipped the coffee.
"Thank you so much!"
I looked up from the food, thanked him, and threw myself into the fierce food battle, not noticing his eyes like a cunning fox. He squinted at me, like a wild beast observing its prey patiently and with interest, but the gleam in his eyes was filled with suffocating coldness.
