This third Fated One was completely unlike a victim, because she was a genuine official account.
Yaoyao fixed her gaze and saw the name "Huaiyuan City First Cultural Relics Museum" written at the top.
The person responsible for connecting was a girl in her twenties. She wore a work ID around her neck, and her expression was somewhat nervous and anxious.
Seeing her connection succeed, she was extremely excited: "Wow, Master, it really is you! I actually won the draw!"
"Wuwuwu, saved, my job is saved..."
As she spoke, her eyes turned red, and large teardrops fell.
This, however, left the netizens in the live stream somewhat bewildered.
One must know that this Fated One was using an official account, and she even said it was related to her job.
The "melon" (gossip) instantly became interesting. Netizens' eyes sparkled as they sat back, waiting for the drama to unfold.
Yaoyao gently soothed, "Little sister, don't worry. Please tell us the situation first."
The latter's gaze was full of trust, and Yaoyao knew this little sister wasn't watching her live stream for the first time.
So, she immediately asked according to the process, and, worried that the other party's emotions might be unstable, thoughtfully offered a "Calming Spell."
The Fated One's emotions slowly stabilized. She took a deep breath and began to explain the trouble she had encountered.
She was a cultural relic restorer at this museum. The ancient artifact she was responsible for restoring was a fangzun (a type of ancient Chinese bronze ritual vessel).
She had been restoring this ancient artifact for nearly three months, almost pulling all-nighters every day.
She was on the verge of completing the work, and she might even get a promotion.
However, this morning, this ancient artifact suddenly... went missing.
Not only was her chance for promotion gone, but if she couldn't find it, she would also face jail time and possibly even execution.
Thinking of this, the Fated One's face instantly turned pale.
"Wuwuwu, I remember I locked the restoration room door properly! I also checked the surveillance, but found no one entering or exiting!"
Although cameras weren't allowed in the restoration room to prevent the leakage of some repair data, each restorer in the museum had their own restoration room, which others couldn't enter.
So, it was as if this item had vanished into thin air. This strange turn of events made her emotions spiral towards a breakdown.
If she hadn't won the lottery, she would definitely have privately messaged the Master.
In her opinion, this thing was unusual; it might involve some unscientific factors.
And the only person she knew who could handle such things was the Master.
Of course, if she couldn't contact the Master this time, she would also report it to the police later.
Now, it seemed she still had some luck. Her hanging heart felt a little relieved.
"Little sister, would it be convenient for you to take us into the restoration room?" Yaoyao asked sweetly.
The latter had just mentioned that cameras weren't allowed in the restoration room.
Now that the cultural relic was gone, there shouldn't be any risk of leakage, but it's always best to ask beforehand to avoid trouble.
The Fated One nodded as expected: "Since the cultural relic is gone, I can take you, Master, inside to see."
Actually, this was quite normal. After all, if it wasn't allowed, she wouldn't have gone to the trouble of connecting to the live stream.
Otherwise, without seeing anything, asking the Master to help find something would be a joke, wouldn't it?
So, the Fated One said as she walked towards the restoration room, quickly pushing open a bedroom door.
The room wasn't large, about ten square meters. The room was empty, with only a small two-meter worktable.
The tabletop was a bit cluttered, covered with many drafts, various repair tools, and so on...
[Holy crap, Master's live streams are getting higher and higher in quality. We can even see the cultural relic restoration room, hahaha.]
[Just by looking at the tabletop, the Fated One definitely pulled an all-nighter, because I'm like that when I pull all-nighters; I don't feel like tidying up my desk.]
[Hope they can find the antique, otherwise the Fated One is really in deep trouble, and it's also a national loss.]
Each cultural relic was a crystallization of history, irreplaceable. If it were lost, the loss would be too great.
Yaoyao didn't pay attention to the netizens' exclamations. At this moment, she was quickly observing the situation in the room through the front-facing camera.
Desk, drafts, carving knife...
The Fated One listened to the Master's instructions, obediently holding her phone... Even with these relaxed words, her palms couldn't help but sweat.
She was afraid the Master would reply that she couldn't find it. If that happened, she would be convicted. After all, if even the Master couldn't do it, the police would probably have an even harder time.
Just as she was worrying, a sudden commotion came from the doorway...
The Fated One's face instantly turned pale when she looked over. A group of people came aggressively from outside, led by the head of her cultural department.
The latter was short and stout. If one had to describe her, she was a bit like a storage jar for vegetables.
She usually didn't get along with him. Because of the official hierarchy, the latter couldn't dismiss her.
So, she naturally didn't care for the latter either.
However, this time she had made a big blunder. The latter coming in like this made it clear, even with her toes, that the news of her losing the cultural relic had definitely leaked.
And sure enough, the latter glanced at the empty display stand, and his small eyes suddenly widened.
"How dare you, Lin Wanwan! I just heard a report that you secretly took the cultural relic out of the restoration room. I didn't quite believe it, but now it seems you really dared to do such a thing!"
"I'll give you a chance. Immediately hand over the item, otherwise I'll take you to the police station."
The man's voice was hoarse, and his face was full of schadenfreude. His words "give you a chance" were merely polite talk.
The Fated One knew that at this moment, he wished she couldn't produce it, and then she would be investigated.
Normally, if the other party tried to play mind games with her like this, she would definitely not be polite... But today was different, because she truly couldn't produce it...
"If you can't produce it, then go to the police station and explain."
The man saw that the latter hesitated, yet couldn't utter a word, and the smile on his face deepened.
He remembered that this woman had refused his "good intentions" back then, and he had found her very annoying.
However, the other party was too stubborn, and he had suffered many setbacks. Now that she was in a difficult situation, he was happier than if he had won the lottery.
"Grab her!"
The man winked at his assistants. These people were all trained by him. Their abilities aside, they were absolutely obedient.
As his words fell, they immediately moved.
The Fated One's heart trembled. She instinctively wanted to dodge, but unfortunately, she was a step too slow, and her front and back paths were cut off.
Just as she was about to be caught, at this moment, Yaoyao, who had been observing the traces in the room, spoke clearly and sweetly.
"You'd best not lay a hand on her, otherwise I can't guarantee you'll keep your lives!!"
"Don't disbelieve me. Look down at your shadows."
This sudden voice startled everyone present.
Especially the man who had given the order. He was just scolding the Fated One for daring to make a video call in the restoration room.
"Ahhhhhhh, my... my shadow... where did it go?"
But before he could utter these words, he was interrupted by the frightened voices of his subordinates.
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