63 Chapter 49: Mutual Schemes
The drone data hadn't refreshed, and Yan Fei was getting worried, but he could only continue to wait. To alleviate the anxiety brought by the wait, he went online using the computer in his room, beginning to log into domestic websites and look back at the news video of the Kenya Museum opening that had been broadcast before.
However, something strange happened to Yan Fei. In the playback of that day's video, he couldn't find any news about the opening of the Kenya Museum, nor any displays of cultural relics. Instead, there was a news report about unrest in another African country.
After acquiring the Drone Avatar, Yan Fei's memory had greatly improved. Basically, anything he had seen was not forgotten, especially since the Auxiliary Brain had for the first time actively passed information to him, still retaining the image of the rusty gear in it. All of this made him even more certain of his memory. There had indeed been news about the Kenya Museum that day, but for some reason, it was replaced by someone else.
Yan Fei started searching the Internet, but aside from himself, no Chinese people seemed interested in the opening of a museum in an African country. He couldn't find any clues online, and no one else seemed to have noticed the fact that the video's content had been altered.
As Yan Fei continued his online search, his anxiety gradually dissipated, but it was replaced by an even more serious sense of doubt. However, Yan Fei was at a loss and decided not to think about it any further. He made up his mind that he must get that rusty gear tonight. No matter how the outside world changed, as long as he had that part in his possession, he would be invincible.
By nine o'clock that evening, the Nairobi sky had finally darkened, the streets lit up with colorful neon lights. Although not bustling, there was a unique exotic charm to it.
Yan Fei made some arrangements in his hotel room, then requested that the room service staff not disturb or enter his room during this period. Under the influence of RMB, the room service staff assured Yan Fei with big smiles, promising that unless called by him, they would not step into his room.
After making arrangements, Yan Fei quietly changed into a set of Nairobi's local attire. His body, having been transformed by mysterious power to eight times its original ability and after practicing some Kung Fu techniques taught by Wang Yong, could now partially control the movement of his muscles.
Facing the mirror, Yan Fei practiced a few times and then began to control his facial muscles. He caused them to protrude slightly, then had his jaw muscles turn forwards, and finally, after blackening his skin, he transformed into a completely different person.
Yan Fei put away the motorcycle and began to observe the surroundings. Sure enough, he spotted the middle-aged Caucasian in a hidden spot. But now the Caucasian looked quite different; he wore clothes similar to those of Yan Fei's, characteristic of the Nairobi style, and his skin was also blackened. He'd also disguised himself much like Yan Fei. Although his makeup skills were not as good as Yan Fei's ability to control his muscles and change his appearance, they were still very sophisticated. Unless someone was intentionally looking and observing closely, it was impossible to tell that the man was Caucasian.
It turned out this Caucasian had the same idea as Yan Fei, aiming to steal the rusty gear tonight. However, he hadn't expected that Yan Fei would discover his trail. This was due to the enhancement of Yan Fei's vision, which allowed him to spot the Caucasian from afar, whereas the Caucasian, preoccupied with the museum, had overlooked Yan Fei.
Seeing that the Caucasian had the same plan, Yan Fei felt a surge of urgency. The drone was still near the Maldives' territorial waters, thousands of kilometers away, and its data hadn't refreshed yet, leaving several hundred Energy Points insufficient to cover such a vast distance.
Even if the drone data refreshed after midnight in Nairobi, the drone might not make it in time. If this Caucasian man was going to act now, Yan Fei could only rely on himself.
But Yan Fei was no longer an ignorant person. After experiencing the series of fights leading to Zhang Baocheng's death, he had developed great self-confidence. By acting personally, he could accomplish tonight's task. With his plan in mind, Yan Fei calmed down, began to monitor the Caucasian man's movements, but didn't plan to act himself. He intended to wait until the Caucasian stole the item, then engage in a bit of betrayal.
At half-past eleven at night, all the lights in the museum went out, and the security personnel left, leaving only a few on-duty staff behind.
Yan Fei and the Caucasian had been waiting nearby all this time. With his wealth of experience and patience, the Caucasian hadn't shown any signs of activity even after such a long wait. Seeing the security personnel leave, the Caucasian still did not act. After waiting for more than ten minutes, he approached the museum, nimbly avoided the surveillance camera at the entrance, and then leaped into the museum building.