Chapter 921: Something Isn't Right

Far away, Takashima Yoji felt that he was already short of breath, and these pocket watches, his heart was pounding!

Those pocket watches, some of them are open, some are buttoned with lids, but just the appearance, all of them are extraordinary, and the gold is shining, which has shown that these are gold watches.

There are also a variety of exquisite patterns on the case cover, and when you open the case cover, you can also see the various colors of gems and diamonds set on the dial......

What's more, such a pocket watch can only be used by those local tyrants in the past, and any piece is enough for Lao Tzu to struggle for many years.

Although he only glanced at it, Takashimayoji Temple had already determined that these pocket watches must be the kind of antique pocket watches, and any one piece was worth ten thousand gold.

The reason for this judgment is entirely because his grandfather also once had such a pocket watch, which was snatched back from a British officer during World War II.

It's just that the pocket watch is not as beautiful as the ones in front of it, except for the gold watch, there are some exquisite patterns on the watch shell, and the inlays of those gems and diamonds, but none of them, in terms of value, and the few pieces in front of them, there is no comparison.

So just by seeing these gold watches and those Japanese knives on the coffee table, Takashima Yoji couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and he felt that he must have pulled it out this time.

Because of how many national treasures have been lost in the Tokyo National Museum, there is no clear announcement to the public, but there is a vague list of them, and on those lists, he has seen the names of several Japanese swords.

As for those antique watches, he doesn't know if they are lost in the Tokyo National Museum, but on second thought, it's not impossible, after all, there are too many good things in the Tokyo National Museum, who knows if there are these pocket watches?

So nine times out of ten, all of these things must have been lost from the Tokyo National Museum, right?

Takashimayoji walked quickly to the front of the coffee table, and did not move the antique watches at first, but grabbed a Japanese knife on the coffee table.

With a thud, he pulled out the blade, and as soon as the knife came out of the sheath, he felt the chill emanating from the knife.

As a soldier, of course, he was very familiar with swords, and as a Japanese, he was even more familiar with Japanese swords.

When he graduated from the Minneapolis Naval Academy in the United States, his father gave him a beautiful Japanese sword as a gift.

And now, when he saw this Japanese knife, he felt that the Japanese knife that his father gave him before was complete bullshit, and there was no comparison with this knife at all.

This knife is so beautiful, whether it is from the feel of holding it in the hand, or the pattern on the knife body, the weight of the blade, and the brightness, this knife is really perfect.

Takashimayoji Temple was even reluctant to put down this knife for a while, if it weren't for this knife, eight times out of ten @ nine would be a lost national treasure at the Tokyo National Museum, and he would have wanted to find this knife at this time.

He was reluctant to put the knife down, and then picked up another knife, the blade was out of the sheath, and it was also a snap, and it happened that the moonlight shone on the body of the knife through the porthole, and the reflection on the knife body was reflected in the eyes of Takashimayoji, Takashimayoji couldn't help but be dizzy, this knife was more beautiful than the previous one......

Just the chrysanthemum pattern on the back of the knife, he has already seen him out of his body, he endured his saliva, put the knife in his hand down, looking at other treasure knives, he no longer dared to take out to see, he was afraid that if he looked at it again, he would not be able to control himself, and he would not think about solving the case, but he couldn't help but find these treasures privately.

Looking at these treasures on the coffee table in front of him, Takashima Yoji almost concluded in his heart that these must be antiques and good things, and he naturally blamed these things on the treasures that came to the Tokyo National Museum.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you continue to look for other lost treasures, are they here?"

Takashimayoji shouted to a few sailors beside him, and then he beckoned, summoned a few more henchmen sailors, and everyone came to the bedroom door next to the living room.

He didn't rush in, but put his ear to the door, but he didn't hear anything, and the soundproofing of the cabin was pretty good.

Reaching out and twisting the doorknob, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, and as soon as you enter the room, you can smell a faint sandalwood fragrance in the room.

Takashimayoji often drives warships and trains and fights in the Nanyang area, and now sandalwood is mainly produced in the Nanyang area, and the price is quite expensive, of course he also knows, because sometimes he goes to the Nanyang, he will bring back some cheaper gifts to the superiors, this thing is still quite popular in Japan, especially families who pay attention to the quality of life, and they like to order a plate in the bedroom when they sleep at night.

So he still has some skills for tasting sandalwood, but with a light smell, he can smell that this must be the best high-quality sandalwood, such sandalwood, any plate can be worth his monthly salary.

There is no light in the room, but fortunately there is a large floor-to-ceiling window in this room, and the moonlight that has just come out of the dark clouds just shines into the room, so you can still see the situation in the room.

THE BEDROOM IS LARGE IN SIZE, AND THERE IS A KING-SIZE BED IN THE MIDDLE, AND THERE ARE THREE PEOPLE SLEEPING ON THE BED, TWO MEN AND ONE WOMAN, TWO OF WHOM ARE ASIANS, AND THE ONE IN THE MIDDLE IS A WHITE-SKINNED MAN.

The two women were very beautiful, and they were sleeping soundly at this time, and the white-skinned man was a middle-aged white man in his forties and fifties, who was still snoring just now, but at this time he seemed to feel something, and suddenly opened his eyes from his sleep.

The old man's eyes didn't seem to be easy to use in the dark, and he knew that there was someone in the room, but he couldn't see clearly, so he reached out and pressed the switch on the bedside, and the chandelier in the room lit up at once.

But as soon as the light was turned on, he saw such a group of fierce and vicious fellows standing in his room, and several of them had guns in their hands, and the old man was startled.

"WTF, who are you? What are you doing in my room? Security, security ......"

The old man quickly realized the embarrassment of the situation at the scene, and when he thought about it, when he was lying naked on the bed, a group of strangers suddenly broke into the room.

And this old man doesn't look like an ordinary person, after the initial panic, the old man quickly calmed down.

However, he called the security guards for a long time, and he didn't see the few Japanese security guards who usually followed him, and at this time he seemed to sense that something was wrong.

What's the matter, could it be that I was tricked by these Japanese? Are they going to play Immortal Jump for themselves?

Grass is special, these Japanese really have a very bad conscience, they invited themselves to come to Japan really didn't have a good heart, but unfortunately they also ate lard and blinded their hearts, why did they believe these Japanese devils so naively?

It's over, it's really going to be over, if they shake out today's incident, then they'll be completely finished.

Still, they shouldn't dare, right? They did this just to help them in that matter, hey!

It seems that I can't help them this time, but these Japanese are really too despicable, specially, this time Lao Tzu admitted, next time you can dream about it, Lao Tzu has to get this one back.

The old man quickly had an idea in his heart, and the person quickly calmed down, he looked up at Takashimayoji who was standing at the door of the room in a daze and shouted, "Who are you?" What the hell are you going to do? What about my security guards? Where are they? And who are your superiors? Call him to talk to me, right? Besides, excuse me, get out of here, I want to change my clothes. ”

The old man said as he looked at the two Japanese beauties around him who had just woken up, and couldn't help but feel a burst of regret in his heart, what a pity, it's a pity that such two delicate beauties can only enjoy it once.

And Takashima Yoji was also shocked after seeing this gringo clearly, this gringo, he felt as if he had seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

But he dared to guarantee that he definitely had an impression of this old man, and the origin of this old man was not simple.

He vaguely felt that he seemed to be in trouble, the old man chattered in English, and several sailors present looked at each other, and no one understood what the old man was talking about.

But Takashimayoji, who graduated from the U.S. Naval Academy, heard it clearly, this old man actually wanted to talk to his superior, and in particular, Lao Tzu was the highest level here.

However, it seems that now is not the time for him to show his face, especially looking at the momentum of this old man, he does not seem to be the kind of rich man he imagined.

"You guys get out of here and let this gentleman change his clothes."

Takashimayoji waved his hand to signal a few sailors to exit first, and then he also exited the room, and even brought the door with his own hands when he went out.

The first thing he did after leaving the room was to go straight to the door, and at this time, the men in black happened to be guarded in the corner of the corridor by his two sailors.

And he clearly saw the mocking gaze of the men in black when they watched him come out of the room. (To be continued.) )