"The 'security guards' generated inside the museum can't move between areas. We can rest in this corridor for a while," Little Red Riding Hood told Yu Sheng as she looked down the quiet corridor. "But we'll have to be especially careful when we move to another area. We still don't know exactly how many 'security guards' the museum generated. If they happen to be blocking all the routes around the white exhibition hall... then we're really out of luck."
"The key is, how exactly were these 'security guards' 'activated'?" Eileen hopped down from Yu Sheng and put on a serious, thoughtful expression. "We definitely didn't make any mistakes, but the moment those guards appeared, they attacked without distinguishing right from wrong..."
Little Red Riding Hood opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she seemed very hesitant.
Eileen asked her directly, "What are you trying to say?"
Only then did Little Red Riding Hood speak. "Actually, the most likely explanation is that someone besides us entered the museum. They triggered the museum's 'cleansing' mechanism. But... theoretically, that shouldn't be possible. I checked before coming here, and no investigators besides us were scheduled to come tonight..."
Eileen thought for a moment. "Maybe they snuck in? With some ulterior motive or something..."
"The possibility is very small." Little Red Riding Hood shook her head. "The Special Operations Bureau has regulations. Activating an Otherworld within the Crossroads must be reported in advance. Every 'node' has a monitoring function, forming a massive sensing network. If an Otherworld passage or space-time rift opened unexpectedly, it would definitely trigger an alert."
"Ah, right. We're pretty familiar with that." Eileen nodded without the slightest shame, though it was hard to tell whether she had really taken it in. Then her eyes shifted, and her