In the moment before he fell into coma, James Hunter thought he was hallucinating.
He really didn't press the remote control, but the SSS-class truck was blown into the sky.
James Hunter felt that he might go down in history as either famous or infamous.
In short, he is definitely famous!
In confusion, James Hunter thought a lot...
He is a special agent of MI6. This time he came to Hong Kong City to carry out a mission, and they had made careful plans.
After the cultural relics of the great Eastern country were stolen from several major museums in Japan a few years ago, the British Museum put pressure on MI6 through various channels, forcing them to find out what happened.
One third of that oriental country's precious cultural relics are in their own land, one third are in Japan, and one third are in their British Museum.
Once the great Eastern country exerts its mysterious power and starts to take back what belongs to them, they will not only take back the part from Japan, but will also definitely take back the part in the British Museum in the future.
It is a nation that will never forget its history of humiliation.
Other history textbooks are all writing about their own glory, but they, with a history of 5,000 years, use one-third of the text to record their own short history of humiliation of just 100 years.
They wanted to wash away their history of humiliation, but the Anglo-Saxons would not agree.
Those were the spoils of empire and the pride of the Anglo-Saxons.
As long as those things are displayed in the British Museum, the people of that Eastern nation will have to pay to see the things of their ancestors.
This does not mean that the Anglo-Saxons slap each other in the face every day in front of the whole world, and the other side still has to come up and pay.
This is really great for the Anglo-Saxons!
James Hunter was clear about his mission. He really didn't want to blow up those treasures. He installed the remote-controlled bombs just to facilitate retreat.
In fact, their original intention of this action was not to steal things.
Their initial purpose was to monitor the movement of these treasures, hoping to find the mysterious thief, so as to avoid the British government having to increase the security costs of the British Museum every year, and they were still worried.
However, after they received a mysterious message two days ago, the organization issued an order to them to obtain the Yohen Tenmoku lamp.
Unfortunately, the Yohen Tenmoku cup should have turned into broken porcelain by now.
James Hunter felt that he had become a sinner. Perhaps now not only the people from that big Eastern country wanted to tear him into pieces, but even the people from that dwarf country in the East would want to eat him alive.
And there are antique lovers all over the world, every one of whom might want to dissect him.
James Hunter didn't want to wake up, but he woke up anyway.
When he woke up, he found himself in the spotlight.
Countless reporters were taking pictures of him. He was tied to a chair and kept saying things he didn't want to say.
"Yes, my name is James Hunter, I am a member of the British MI6. This time, we have a total of eight colleagues."
"No, we did not join forces with the Benzi people. We planted a spy in Benzi country, and he provided us with Benzi's action plan."
"Yes, we are preparing to catch the cicada while the oriole is behind."
"Yes, the remote-controlled bomb on the container truck was installed by our people."
“No, we just infiltrated that mercenary group.
That mercenary group was sent by the FBI, and the United States is our ally..."
…
James Hunter wanted to bite off his tongue, but he didn't have the strength.
He said everything that should and shouldn't be said.
As long as reporters asked questions, he couldn't stop talking.
He was exhausted from talking, and then he saw a black man being brought up, who began to chatter like him.
"Yes, I'm from the FBI. I brought those mercenaries to Hong Kong. We are just here to fish in troubled waters..."
"No, we don't want those things. We just come here to cause trouble and monitor the Eastern forces..."
…
This is a press conference.
Xie Wan dressed up as a waiter and mingled between the front and backstage.
After the "representatives" from various countries explained to reporters the purpose and process of their participation in the action of destroying cultural relics, Chen Baoluo went on stage with a heavy face.
The reporters were shocked beyond words after listening to the speeches of the "representatives" from various countries.
Journalists in Hong Kong and the mainland were even more outraged.
"Mr. Paul Chen, how are you going to handle this incident?"
Many Western reporters asked Chen Baoluo questions.
Chen Baoluo announced angrily: "Some of the cultural relics destroyed at Pier 8 of Kwai Chung Port yesterday were salvaged from the high seas by our Zhenhua Shipping Company at a cost of several billion US dollars.
According to international law, items salvaged from the high seas belong to whoever salvaged them.
We have relevant salvage record documents to prove that we salvaged this batch of cultural relics from the high seas.
Another part was acquired by my family and Mr. Xie’s family from all over the world over the years.
We had originally planned to return all the cultural relics to the motherland free of charge. We had already contacted the relevant departments and were preparing to ship them, but we were obstructed by the Hong Kong side and were forced to transfer the items back to the mainland.
A few days ago, we published an announcement in the media that Zhenhua is preparing to build a Sha Tin Museum to display these cultural relics.
Enthusiasts and researchers from all over the world are welcome to visit.
We plan to set up a poverty relief fund with the ticket revenue, set up branches all over the world, and do our best to help people around the world escape from hunger and disease.
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