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"Hey! Claude, can you hurry up, and Ryan when will they be back? ”

A guy in the room shouted at the guy who was standing in the doorway and smoked, and the man took a hard puff of his cigarette, then casually threw the cigarette into a paper cup on the table and looked at his watch.

"Soon, three minutes at most, and they'll be back."

With that, he waved his hand to disperse the smoke from the air, then dragged a chair over to connect the wires to the smoke alarm on the roof.

"You better wait, there will be a few other guys who want to smoke, and they will have to be dismantled when the time comes, it's troublesome, just pick it up before you get off work tomorrow morning!"

A gray-haired guy in the surveillance room shouted, this guy was clearly an old fritter, and it was also possible that the head of the guards.

He was leaning back in a chair with his feet on the table, a beer in one hand and a Playboy magazine in the other, flipped through two pages from time to time, and occasionally discussed the contents of last night's Champions League game with a few colleagues around him.

The conditions of this security room are very comfortable, and there is a large wall-mounted TV on the wall, at this time the screen is playing the replay of yesterday's Champions League game, several young security guards, all carrying beer, sitting in front of the TV, watching the replay, while chatting.

Looking at their work status, it can really be described as extremely comfortable, and they can't see any nervousness at all, if it weren't for the fact that they already have a job now, even Jin Muchen would have wanted to find such a job to do.

Actually, the mentality of this group of guards. Jin Muchen also knows very well.

They are an hour. That's a dozen pounds in wages. The content of their daily work is constantly moving around in this huge museum, and it can be said that their work is quite boring.

And the security situation in London can be said to be very good, several times better than in the United States, and they don't have to worry at all, there are those guys who have eaten the guts of ambitious leopards, rushed here to rob.

And those antiques placed in the exhibition hall look to outsiders. They may be priceless treasures, but in their eyes, those things are nothing, and they may even be far less valuable than a mobile phone or a new car in their hearts.

After all, they have to look at these things every day, thinking about the value of these things, and any one of them can easily cost hundreds of thousands, millions. And they can do it for a dozen pounds an hour, even if they do it for a lifetime. If you don't eat or drink, you may not be able to afford one.

How do you say this allows them to maintain their passion and seriousness in their work?

I'm afraid that the most important thing they usually think about is cursing the rich and big guys who collected these treasures in the first place.

And after many years of facing these babies who can't speak, their spirits have long been tired, so they have such a slack working state now.

Because there was another group of guards patrolling outside who did not come back, Jin Muchen did not rush to make a move, but waited patiently outside for a while.

After a few minutes, there was a sound of footsteps from the other side of the hallway, and then five dark shadows came from that side, and within a few minutes they came to the door of the monitoring room, and then quickly exchanged pleasantries with Claude who was standing in the doorway.

The patrol team that took over did not rush to leave, but still stayed in the room, and began to chat with a few people who came back.

Everyone drank beer together, watched TV, and ate potato chips, and this little day was absolutely beautiful.

But just when they thought they could finish work until dawn as usual, suddenly two black objects were thrown in from outside the door of the guardhouse.

The two iron bottles, jingling and rolling all the way through the room, attracted everyone's attention, and when the two iron bottles stopped, the most experienced gray-haired old man suddenly shouted: "Grenade!" Fair-in-the-hole……”

Then a standard lunge swooped forward and climbed to the ground, while the other guards sat in their chairs dumbfounded, not even understanding what had happened when they came back.

However, the two grenades did not explode violently as the old man expected, but made two 'poof' sounds, and then a pungent white mist filled the room.

Everyone kept coughing, the white gas, not only pungent, but also with a very strong spicy taste, irritating their eyes kept crying, several people because of breathing difficulties, and covered their necks and lay on the ground.

At this time, a dark figure appeared at the door, dressed in black, wearing a gas mask on his head and a black hood on his head.

I didn't expect the tear gas bombs sold by Capote's friends to be quite good, looking at several tall and strong men, covering their necks, lying on the ground panting like they were struggling for their lives, completely losing their resistance, Jin Muchen laughed secretly in his heart.

With the experience of Boston, he can be said to be familiar with dealing with these security guards this time.

First use handcuffs to tie these guys' hands and feet firmly, then use tape to seal their mouths and eyes, and then tie them all together in a circle to tie them up strongly.

"Well, gentlemen, I think you all know what is happening now, and in your present situation, I advise you not to be delusional heroes. Think about your salary of more than ten yuan an hour, and your family, is it worth it to work hard for that salary of more than ten yuan? If you obediently cooperate, you will live until tomorrow and see the sun. ”

After speaking, Jin Muchen disarmed all these guys, took out the phones and smashed them one by one, and unplugged the telephone lines in the room.

Then when he entered the monitoring room next door, he directly removed the hard disk of the host server in the monitoring room, and saw the hundreds of small screens in front of him, which became white, and Jin Muchen knew that the first step had been completed.

Then comes the looting!

He took off his gas mask, put it on, showed only his two eyes outside, and walked out of the monitoring room.

In fact, under these disguises, he still wears a silicone human skin mask and contact lenses, because he must be careful and careful when doing such a thing, because this time it is not a joke.

Coming out of the monitoring room, he went directly to the north side of the first floor, where was the part of the China Pavilion that he paid the most attention to during the day, where was the porcelain, but it had always fascinated him, and there were several times during the day, and he almost couldn't hold back.

And now, finally, I don't have to endure it.

The first place he arrived at was the porcelain exhibition hall of the Oriental Pavilion, and when he came to the few display cabinets that he had been optimistic about in the morning, Jin Muchen casually pulled out a hammer from the space, and raised his hand to go over.

The glass of these display cabinets is ordinary thick glass, in order to avoid hurting the porcelain in the display cabinet, the force of smashing the glass should be very particular, that is, it must be able to smash the glass, and there is no way to let the splashing glass slag hurt the fine porcelain in the display case.

Therefore, the strength must be well controlled, and Jin Muchen, who has the experience of Boston, can now be said to be definitely a master in this field, and the strength is just right for this hammer.

Not only did the glass smash to pieces, but it didn't hurt the baby inside.

Opened the cabinet, with a wave of his hand, eleven pieces of Ru kiln porcelain were all included in the purple jade space, hehe, Jin Muchen didn't know how to describe the mood at this time.

Now on the market, if you auction a piece of Ru kiln porcelain, you will get hundreds of millions casually, and with a flick of your fingers, more than a billion yuan will go into your pocket, what is a local tyrant?

Rub, even those Middle Eastern tyrants who can spray black dollars by drilling a hole in the ground are now making money faster than themselves, I'm afraid they will be ashamed, right?

From today on, you are the real tyrants!

Get the Ru kiln porcelain, before continuing to the next cabinet, there can be dozens of pieces of gold binding utensils, these are usually difficult treasures that everyone wants to have, and now Jin Muchen just spent a hammer of strength, and it all went into his pocket, not to mention how cool this feeling is.

Especially the black gold glazed tea cup, Jin Muchen still couldn't put it down and played with it in his hand for a while before it was included in the purple jade space.

These porcelain, like those ancient paintings at the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, are not connected to electronic alarm devices, once someone touches them, an alarm will be triggered, so Jin Muchen doesn't have to worry about the alarm at all.

After all, there are so many collections in this museum, and there are millions of pieces on display now, and it is impossible for the museum to connect every treasure to the electronic alarm system, so the cost is sky-high.

And if that kind of alarm device is connected, then the police in London don't have to do anything else, and they have to be annoyed by false alarms from the museum every day.

If the museum installs such equipment, not only will it have to worry about the installation fee, but the later maintenance and maintenance costs can bankrupt the museum, so few museums will install such an alarm system on their own exhibits.

Without such scruples, Jin Muchen let go and smashed it, as long as he could see it, he would smash all the cabinets, and then take the treasure into his pocket.

What the porcelain of the five famous kilns of the Song Dynasty is all collected, and the fine products of the Longquan kiln cannot be let go.

The pair of blue and white masterpieces of the Yuan Dynasty, elephant ear dragon pattern bottles, aren't they hundreds of millions? With a wave of his hand, he entered Lao Tzu's pocket.

There are also those blue and white flowers of the Ming Dynasty, and you don't have to be polite, it's just a matter of flicking your fingers, and the pastels and fighting colors of the Qing Dynasty are all won.

And the legendary blue and white glaze red, from today on, in the eyes of Lao Tzu, he is not a legend, but for the British Museum, it will become a legend.

By the way, there is also the blue and white dragon pattern plate with a diameter of one meter on a yellow background that I looked at before, which is not polite.

Jin Muchen is like Alibaba who has entered the treasure house of the forty thieves...... (To be continued......)