Bai Jinglan flipped through the dimensional pocket and took out half of the Berserker's cane and impact steel Gilgamesh.

"Mex, you'll use impact steel...well, wait."

Bai Jinglan used his energy to change the appearance of Kamen Rider Dark Kiva, and pointed at Mex, "Imagine that I will become like this."

Mex was stunned: "Ah?"

Bai Jinglan repeated: "Holding the impact steel, looking at this image, and depicting his own appearance."

Impact steel has no fixed form, it is just a ball of golden light, which will change the form according to the will of the holder.

The white lamp messenger cannot blatantly attack the military base, which means Mex should use the white lamp power carefully, so... just use it with a new skin.

Mex didn't understand why, so he held the light ball in his palm and closed his eyes.

The next second, the light ball flowed like water, wrapping her whole body in.

After a few breaths, the rich light dissipated and Mex had become Dark Kiva.

Of course, it's just a shell.

No matter how this thing changes, it will only impact steel after all, and will not create the ability of Kamen Rider.

Mex looked at his hand in surprise, and Bai Jinglan smiled and said, "The increase in impact steel is not as good as the white lamp ring, but it is also a very good piece of equipment, which is suitable for your task this time... When you wear this outfit, you can use the name of Dark Kiva."

Anyway, no one will pursue copyright fees!

"Um!"

Mex swung his fist hard, thumping the air.

This thing is very suitable for her taste!

Bai Jinglan handed half of the cane to Chai Ke and said, "Chai Ke, I lend this to you for the time being."

"Thanks."

Although Chaike didn't know what this was, it would definitely be a good thing.

However, when he reached out to get it, Bai Jinglan's hand stepped back and warned: "This is a magical artifact in Nordic mythology. It can turn a person into a superman, far exceeding your current body, but... it has side effects. When you hold it, it will arouse the anger deep in your heart. This negative emotion will make you very sad, so try not to touch it when necessary. Also, don't lose it for me."

In fact, he cast a flying spell on his cane, and he was not afraid that Chai Ke would be lost.

But he would not pay attention to it if he warned him.

"anger?"

Chai Ke chewed thoughtfully for a moment, took out a pair of broken finger gloves from his pocket, and then carefully picked up half of the stick.

...

...

Mex and Chaik did not waste time. When news came from Ledick, they quickly packed up their luggage and went to find the military base.

Bai Jinglan slipped to France to find Vivian to play games, and then walked around Paris with her at dawn. It was almost evening when he opened the door and headed straight for the Los Angeles Convention and Exhibition Center.

A large number of Chinese cultural relics brought by the Korean Consul will be exhibited here for several days.

The opening party is about to begin.

Many Los Angeles celebrities attend in costumes and can also see the shadow of Hollywood stars from time to time.

Uncle Long and Carter were both wearing straight suits, with a solemn bow tie around their necks, standing at the entrance of the exhibition center, looking around, chattering from time to time.

Bai Jinglan looked at himself and was still wearing casual clothes.

He had no intention of changing clothes, and walked straight towards Uncle Long and the others: "Inspector Li, Officer Carter."

Uncle Long breathed a sigh of relief and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Bai, you have finally arrived. If you are a little later, you will not be able to catch up with the opening."

Bai Jinglan laughed: "This means I've been tying it right."

He looked at Carter and smiled, "Officer Carter, where are the colleagues you invited? Didn't anyone accept your invitation?"

Carter put his waist on his back, like a black teapot, and shouted unhappily: "I have the best popularity in the police station, why can't no one accept my invitation?"

Uncle Long curled his lips and skillfully slandered: "Carter, your colleagues have indeed come a lot, but they are not here because of you."

Bai Jinglan raised his eyebrows slightly: "What? Something happened again?"

Suddenly a bunch of police officers came out, and they couldn't just look at antiques together.

Uncle Long's face changed slightly and he lowered his voice: "There is nothing wrong with Consul Han. Su Rong is closely protected by the FBI and bodyguards, so she will not give those guys an opportunity to take advantage of it. However... something happened to the exhibition center. Several security guards were missing for two consecutive nights. Now people are in panic. If the date had not been set and the invitation had been sent out, Consul Han would have wanted to cancel the exhibition."

Carter said confidently: "Don't worry, Lee, with the FBI and our LAPD participating now, we will definitely be able to catch the troublemakers soon!"

"Hope so."

Uncle Long is obviously not as confident as Carter.

When the three of them walked into the exhibition center, the opening party was about to begin.

The well-dressed celebrities each held wine glasses and formed small circles to chat and laugh.

Bai Jinglan was not interested in those people, but just looked at the antiques with interest.

Suddenly, his nose twitched, and his expression changed slightly.

Uncle Long did not pay attention to his expression change. He took two glasses of red wine from the waiter, handed one of them to Bai Jinglan, and raised his chin to the central rostrum: "The opening party is about to begin."

At this time, on the rostrum, Consul Han was sitting side by side with two foreigners, looking at the crowd below, with an unconcealed anxiety in his expression.

Bai Jinglan pointed to the two foreigners and asked, "Who are those two?"

Uncle Long said: "The person on the left of the Korean Consul is from the FBI, responsible for personal protection next to the Korean Consul; the person on the right is the friend of the Korean Consul. He used to work as a diplomat on Hong Kong Island and was transferred back to Los Angeles not long ago. This cultural relics exhibition was facilitated by him."

Bai Jinglan suddenly realized.

Confirmed.

This guy is the mastermind behind the consul who cheated Han.

However, he wasn't the biggest trouble tonight.

The smell of blood.

From the control room upstairs.

There is also a hint of darkness.

Left not long ago.

Unfortunately, he was in Paris before, and was too far away from here, and the magic compass could not be traced, otherwise he could arrive in time and catch the troublemaker.

Well... this kind of aura is very strange, not like it comes from hell.

Could it be that there is a dimension demon jumping in?

Those powerful dimensional demons cannot avoid the magic network of the temple, but weak clones, incarnations, etc. are difficult to attract the attention of the magic network. Senior hell lords such as Mephisto, Satanish, and Marduke have used clones to walk on the earth, develop believers or deceive people to sign contracts.

The strength of these clones is very limited, but each one is very deceitful.

However, the slightest breath that appears here does not have the scent of hell, and it does not seem like something from hell.

Who will it be?

Bai Jinglan was secretly alert and the opening party officially began.

Consul Han sorted out his clothes, walked to the microphone, and delivered a welcome speech: "Good evening everyone, I am Consul Han, and I welcome you on behalf of China. Here, I have the honor to introduce the five thousand-year-old treasures of China. These antiques have only been discovered recently. They are priceless treasures that symbolize Chinese culture..."

Suddenly, all the lights in the entire exhibition center went out.

Then, a faint song echoed.

The sound was intermittent, like crying, echoing in the empty exhibition hall, making people feel numb... Even few people could understand it.

Because the song is not in English, but in Japanese, and in ancient Japanese.

Bai Jinglan can't speak Japanese, but he knows magic. He throws a translation spell and can understand it immediately... The translation spell can even translate beast language, let alone the ancient Japanese!

But I heard the song and said in detail:

“Year and year

Flowers compete for beauty in spring

Will you live in spring next year

Only heaven can do

Flowering period

Sorrowful and depressed

It's a illusion

The fate of a human…”

Not only are they used ancient Japanese, but they are also sung ancient Japanese wakames.

Could it be that this troublemaker comes from Japan?
Chapter completed!