Chapter 120 Car? Bring it to me!



The sudden female voice made the already tense person even more frightened.

The sharp and thin scream could penetrate the roof and reach the sky.

Alas, what a waste!

There were a few cars parked outside the museum, but they didn't have the keys, otherwise they would have been taken away.

After thinking about it, I decided to bring it along. Wouldn't it be easier to just have a key if I just matched it?

The style of the car is similar to the classic cars from the Republic of China period in TV dramas, and it looks pretty good.

There are three cars, all black, which are well maintained and look brand new, shiny and bright.

Put it directly into the space.

I thought that since the car could be parked here, it meant that it was a museum staff member.

Turning back, those who can afford to drive a car must be high-ranking officials, and the director is definitely one of them. If there is a director, there must be a deputy director.

Search them all.

Don't say that this idea is not wrong at all.

The curator felt like he was going to faint from fright. He didn't know what was going on, but his pockets kept moving and he felt like someone was picking through his pockets. When he turned around, he found nothing.

The burly man, nearly two meters tall, was so scared that tears welled up in his eyes. He hugged the pillar of the exhibition hall and yelled like a wronged young wife.

"Help! Help! God, Save your people!"

Help! Help! God! Save your people!

He kept shouting, attracting the attention of others. Seeing that the curator's pockets were moving, but there was nothing in them, another tenor voice came.

Lin Wanwan: "..."

Are you here to be soldiers or to be singers? The tenors are singing higher and higher, and it almost makes my ears deaf.

I searched for a while but couldn't find it. It seemed it was not in my pocket, so I went straight to the third floor.

When you open the door, you will see something extremely luxurious inside.

I didn’t expect there were things on the third floor. What a pity that I didn’t come up to get them last time.

If the first and second floors are glittering with jewels and look luxurious, then the third floor appears to have more heritage.

They are all made of materials that are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Lin Wanwan’s favorite is the ruby ​​crown placed in the center.

The whole body is inlaid with red gemstones, which looks noble and valuable. It must be very valuable.

There are two smaller glass cabinets on the left and right sides, but the things inside are not ordinary at all, they are two phoenix crowns.

One is made of pearls as the main material, and the other is made of kingfisher feather inlay technique.

I don’t know about the others, but kingfisher feather inlay is very expensive.

However, this should be considered a cultural relic. If she sells it herself, it will be easy to get a free meal, so she should just "donate it free of charge" to the country.

Of course you have to take it.

I have to say that the things above are of very, very high value, because their display cabinets are inlaid with gold and jade.

Then don't blame her for leaving no trace.

All the display cabinets were pried away directly, and the display was also made to look luxurious, with some patterns painted on the bottom with gold and some gems inlaid in the middle.

However, only these three items received such treatment, the others did not. They were just ordinary cabinets, with at most some fake gold on them.

Maybe they were afraid that the display case would be stolen, so they embedded it directly into the ground.

He took out a shovel from the space and started digging.

The floor tiles and concrete layers next to it were all smashed to pieces, and of course, the shovel was almost broken into pieces as well.

In the end, it took some great force to work a miracle. After digging the four sides to loosen it a little, I pulled it out directly.

Then a big hole appeared on the opposite side.

When I lay down and looked down, I saw a sea of ​​heads. It seemed that the reinforcements had arrived. But what was the use of it?

Can’t hit her, can’t hit her, hehe.

People came up soon, and she continued digging. She dug out all three exhibition stands and threw them into the space. Then she took away all the other things, leaving the hall empty and confusing everyone.

What was it that stole it? Why couldn't they see it? Even shooting was useless.

Nothing was left except the mottled walls.

Seeing the door of the director's office being pushed open, everyone rushed in, but still saw nothing.

But the things were getting less and less, and at first the documents on the desk were gone.

I reached out to grab but caught nothing, as if I was grabbing a ball of air.

Then there are decorative items, followed by solid wood tables and chairs, sofas, tea sets, and kettles.

In the end, all that was left was an empty office with nothing in it, even the carpet had been taken away.

"Damn it! Damn it! Who did it?"

[Damn it! Damn it! Who did this? ]

“Ah ah, ah ah ah!”

Ahhhhhhhhhh!

They roared to the sky in anger. Life was really unbearable. Something had been stolen right under their noses, and they had to be punished again.

"Damn rat! Don\u0027t let us catch you. You die! Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

[Damn you, stinky rat! Don't let us catch you! Die! Aa ...

The culprit, Mr. Lin, had already left with a full wallet and casually pushed open the deputy director's office next door.

The decorations were all similar, so I just took them all away. I rummaged through the drawer and found the car keys. I took them all away.

Unexpectedly, this deputy director is even more impressive; both cars belong to him.

There are two keys in his drawer.

The museum, which was originally luxurious, low-key and meaningful, has become dilapidated, tattered and empty.

However, Mr. Lin, who had emptied the place, had already left the museum and was standing at the door of the museum, looking at the golden plaque.

want to!

"Don't take it, you bastard! This piece of junk isn't real gold. It's fake, fake, fake."

Inside the space, Jiang Jiangjiang looked at Lin climbing up the pillar like a monkey and felt really helpless. This is fake!!!

Can't you tell it's so obviously fake?

"I know. I just want to make them angry, preferably to death."

He took down the plaque that said "American Museum," and stomped on it vigorously until it was broken into pieces.

He temporarily lifted his invisibility, looked at the green belt next to him, and reached in to step on some mud.

All stepped on the plaque.

He took out a piece of paper from the space, wrote a note with a pen, and threw it on the plaque.

【Thank you for the gift...

It's just a little bit small. I will come again next time and offer some valuable suggestions. I hope the products will be more diversified. I don't want the tattered calligraphy and paintings. Please get more jewelry.

Please accept my guidance with an open mind.

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