Chapter 362: "Treasure Chest"

Henry spent Christmas 1995 with Karina, and Helen was engaged in protracted negotiations with Shogakukan and Shueisha in Japan.

SpaceX was going to hold the "SpaceX Interstellar Event" on January 1, 1996, so Christmas was not a holiday. Henry asked SpaceX CEO Lawrence Paul about preparations for the event. Lawrence Paul told Henry that all was going well and that he had extended an invitation to governments and the world's rich.

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Christmas is the most active time for thieves, and that's when a burglary occurred in New York, USA. A billionaire's home is suddenly burglarized, but fortunately, the thieves only have time to take a small silver box placed in the hall. Through the surveillance cameras of the house, it was found that the burglar was probably in his thirties, bald, with large eyes, a burly build, and was wearing a black coat. At present, the police have launched a wanted arrest for him.

In the middle of the night, on the westbound highway in New York, a car suddenly stalled. A man gets out of the car carrying a silver suitcase.

"He's !! bad luck," the man cursed as he kicked hard at the car.

It's winter, and it's cold and windy, and it's snowing lightly. However, the moonlight was bright, and with the reflection of the snow, the surroundings could be seen clearly. The man was breathing hot, and his whole body was trembling. He opened the front lid of the car and examined it carefully, but found nothing wrong, but the car just didn't move! The man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly walked to the side of the road and waved at the driver of the Ford car.

The red Ford immediately stopped in front of the man.

"Hey, man, my car broke down, can I drop by and ride yours? You know, it's the middle of the night. The weather is so bad that it will freeze people to death!" the man said to the owner of the Ford, and at the same time, very subtly, he covered the silver box with his coat to prevent the other party from noticing.

The owner of the Ford looked at him carefully and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's get in." ”

"Thank you!"

The man opened the car door. Got to the back seat. At this time, the Ford car started, and in the dead silence of the night, it launched a particularly terrifying "boom".

In the car, neither of them spoke. The man placed the silver box under his legs, and covered it with his coat, hiding it tightly.

Just then, the car's radio rang out: "Please note, tonight. There was a burglary at the home of the famous billionaire Mr. Franklin, where the thieves stole a small silver box from Mr. Franklin's home. The thief's appearance has now been recorded on surveillance video, this person is about 30 years old, bald, with large eyes, a burly build, and wearing a black jacket! If people find him, please call the police actively! Please note. Again, the thief's appearance is ......"

Hear this. The man was nervous, and at the same time, he noticed that the driver of the Ford car was looking at him through the mirror, and even looked at the silver box that he was hiding with his coat.

The burglar man also observed the Ford driver through the mirror. He is a young man in his twenties, only 160cm tall and with small eyes. He has yellow hair and is very thin. The thief man noticed the strange look in the driver's eyes and knew that he had identified himself......

The thief man's right hand unconsciously reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out a folding knife, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes. If this Ford driver dares to call the police, he will unceremoniously send the Ford driver to God!

160cm skinny boy. The thief man was burly, he didn't take him seriously at all, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he looked at the thin driver through the reflector, with a cold smile on his face......

The Ford driver did not react at all, and his expression did not change at all, like a piece of wood. He continued to drive honestly as before, without saying a word.

After a minute or two, the radio began to sound again, but this time it was a different story.

"Please note that a jewelry store in New York was robbed tonight, and both employees of the store were brutally murdered. Witnesses saw that the robber was a man in his twenties, only 160cm tall, with small eyes, yellow hair, and a very thin body. When escaping, ride in a red Ford car. Everyone must be careful, this person is extremely vicious, and he kills people without blinking. When you see it, please notify the police immediately, do not alarm him, so as not to be killed, and please pay attention to the other party has a gun in his hand......"

The thief man listened to the voice on the radio, his hand holding the folding knife couldn't help but tremble, and cold sweat began to break out on his back...... Isn't the murderous robber described on the radio exactly the same as the driver in front of him? Oh God, he's driving a red Ford too!!

"You're the one who stole the silver chest?"

A very hoarse voice sounded very abruptly, and the sound was simply creepy. The burglar man looked through the mirror, and he saw the corners of the Ford driver's mouth raised, revealing a cruel smile.

"You, are you the robber of that jewelry store......" The thief man's teeth trembled as he spoke, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Hehe, do you think I look like me?" the Ford driver smiled darkly.

With a "bang", a bloody hole immediately appeared on the thief man's brow.

"When I ran away, there was actually an unexpected gain, haha...... Looks like I'm lucky today!"

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At 9 o'clock the next morning, the red Ford car stopped next to the highway, but the driver was gone, and in the back seat of the car, the police found the thief who had come to Franklin's house last night to steal, but the box was missing and the thief was dead.

In a dilapidated old house in the countryside, Clark Benson grinned as he looked at the table full of glittering jewels and a silver chest.

"The value of these pieces of jewelry is at least half a million dollars, and this box stolen from a billionaire's home must be worth a lot of money. What the hell is in here?"

Since the silver box was locked and Clark Benson had been on the run, there wasn't enough time to open it.

Clark Benson picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Hi Cliffor, I'm Clark Benson!"

"Oh, Clark Benson, you don't have to introduce yourself, I can recognize you just by listening to your voice, your hoarse voice is terrifying!"

"Hehe, yes, thank you for the compliment!"

"Hehe, I'm not complimenting you," said the other end of the phone, "How's it going, you have the goods again?"

"That's right," said Clark Benson, "half a million dollars worth of jewelry and ...... and a silver chest. ”

"The silver box?"

"Chatter, it should be. I robbed a jewelry store yesterday and picked up a stupid burglar on my way away!!" Clark Benson said grimly.

"Oh, it looks like it's really that silver box!"

"What, does anyone want to buy it?" asked Benson, "what's the price?"

"$1 million! Somebody wants what's in the box!" Cliffor said.

Clark Benson was shocked when he heard this, and at this moment, he couldn't wait to open the box and see what was inside!

"Cliffor, you tell him, I'll think about it. With that, Clark Benson hung up.

If the contents of the box are worth more than $1 million, he will raise the price. If it's not worth $1 million, it's natural to get rid of it quickly.

Clark Benson then found tools to pick the lock.

Half an hour later, he opened the box, however, to his astonishment, it was only a metal card of very good material, with only one line of words printed on it - "SpaceX".

"Made, what the hell is this, it's worth a million dollars?!! Clark Benson scolded, looked at the card carefully, and finally put it back. Immediately, he dialed Cleaver's mobile phone number: "Cleaver, you tell the buyer that I will sell the silver box and its contents to him in its entirety!"

"Okay!" Cliffor said, "It's December 26th, and you have until the 30th to complete the transaction, or the transaction will be voided!"

"Okay, no problem, I'll go to you right now!" Clark said.

(If you have something, you can only change it twice, and you will add it tomorrow)

(To be continued.) )