320. The show begins
(Girls' Literature) "If you want to get it, wait for me to get off work, anyway, the whole door is on vacation, panic hammer, don't drink your baby comfortably"
A person said to the person on the walkie-talkie that he had made an appointment to go for a drink after the shift change for a while, and he was naturally in a good mood.
Releasing the button, the middle-aged man put his hand on the mouse on the table in front of him, and skillfully clicked the triangular pause button in the middle of the screen.
"Hmm...... Yes...... Hmm~Ahh......h
In the small security room, I remembered the shameful voice that made the teenager blush when he heard it.
With a shake of the body, the picture in front of me became boring......
The middle-aged man took out the hard cloud cigarette in his bag, pressed the lighter to light the cigarette butt, and took a comfortable puff.
This kind of life is really comfortable, the middle-aged man thought to himself.
Although the monthly salary is not high, the relative work is not heavy at all, and this year, only the security industry is the most relaxed.
Although it is said that the place where he is on duty is the Qingyang Museum, who will come to the museum to steal things these days?
He has been in this security booth for two years, and nothing has ever happened, and his daily routine is to go to and from work, and he is very comfortable.
"Pedal ......"
"Who?!"
A slight knock on the door of the security booth suddenly came to mind, and the middle-aged man was so frightened that he hurriedly closed the web page on the computer. I looked at the time, and it was one o'clock in the morning.
The surveillance camera at the door was broken the day before yesterday, and it hasn't had time to repair it, so I can't see the image outside the door.
The middle-aged man didn't think about other things, he was used to living a comfortable life, and the warning of danger had long been thrown out of the clouds, and he remembered the knock at the door again, he stood up and lifted his pants, put on his coat and walked out.
"you two guys are a cat ......"
The middle-aged man pushed open the door and didn't see anyone, but saw a cat squatting outside the door, staring straight at him, so he said something to himself.
"Can't find it, are you hungry, I have ham sausage here, can you nibble on it?"
The middle-aged man said with a smile, he is used to a person's boring days, and now when he sees a cat, he can talk to him......
"Meow~"
The middle-aged man smiled, squatted down to touch the cat, although he didn't know the breed, but such a long hair, but still looked supple and shiny, it was definitely not a wild cat, I thought I couldn't find the way home, and I accidentally stumbled to the outside of the duty room.
The middle-aged man squatted down to touch the cat, but just as his hand was about to put on the little one's head, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then his eyes blurred, and he slowly fell forward, and planted himself in the place where Pudding had been sitting before......
Li Zimu withdrew his hand, looking at the pudding who was licking his paws on the side, the little guy is really attractive, even a man of such an age wants to touch it, it seems that he is a man and a woman......
He had gone out with Pudding at half past ten, and it was already half past one o'clock, and he was going to do it, and he had planned it all.
Because only at this time, this middle-aged man will use the computer to watch some programs that are inappropriate for children as usual, and will stop chatting with the people on the walkie-talkie......
Pulling the middle-aged man into the duty room, Li Zimu frowned slightly, there was something in the small duty room, there was a smell of smoke, and there was also a faint fishy smell, I couldn't help but shake my head, such an old person, I don't know how to take care of my body at all......
The camera at the door was broken by Li Zimu the day before yesterday, and there was still an hour before this person changed shifts, and the person who changed shifts today was a little lazy, and he was late for more than ten minutes in the past few days, and today would be no exception, that is, he had dozens of minutes of time.
In the past few days, in addition to entering the Qingyang Museum with various faces during the day, Li Zimu will also let the pudding, which has become a cat, shuttle around the doors of the dozen or so security rooms.
There are twelve guard rooms in the entire Qingyang Museum, and these twelve people are watching this provincial museum at night.
This situation is normal, although it is a provincial museum, but the security force is not so large.
Who would have stolen something from a museum these days, unless they were impatient......
Although most of the things in the museum are very valuable, those who are red-eyed have the heart and the guts.
This is in the open and the government can't get by, if you are caught, the result may not be too easy, and the museum is messy with all kinds of camera monitors, the chance of being caught is too great, so big that most people have a thief's heart but not a thief's courage.
The security guards of the Qingyang Museum, like the security guards of most museums, are recruited from outside, and only a few museum security guards are armed police. Unless there is something important or an extraordinary moment, the armed police will be used to maintain order, which Li Zimu knows very well.
In recent years, there have been few or almost no thefts of museum items, so it is understandable that these people have long lost the vigilance they had at the beginning.
"Alas...... I'm dozing off with you...... Zhao Rilong, it's you."
At this time, a voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie on the middle-aged man's waist. This is another person from the security booth talking.
"It's about me, don't be sarcastic, I'll get off work right away"
Li Zimu took out the walkie-talkie on his waist and pressed the button and said with a smile, this voice was exactly the same as the voice of the middle-aged man before......
The name of the work card on the middle-aged man's neck is Zhao Renlong, and the person on the walkie-talkie is Zhao Rilong, who should be the middle-aged man in front of him who has passed out, because there are two words that are the same.
In these years, people who are familiar with each other will give each other a nickname, and the more familiar they are, the more ugly they sound......
Rilong is a curse in the Bashu dialect, and it is appropriate to use it as this person's nickname...... So he had to say something to show that "he" was listening.
As for the fingerprints on the walkie-talkie, he didn't have to worry about it at all, because he was wearing a shadowless silkworm glove today, and there were no fingerprints on it at all.
Slowly walked to the chair in front of the table and sat down, Li Zimu put his hand on the mouse on the table, skillfully clicked on the split screen responsible for monitoring, and quickly browsed the video saved by several cameras inside, and after making sure that there was no figure of himself inside, he stood up and walked out.
Holding the walkie-talkie in his hand, Li Zimu chatted with the person inside, and gently closed the door of the security room behind him, and walked towards the gate of the Qingyang Museum.