Jin Muchen felt that he was a mouse that fell into the oil drum because of greed, and finally couldn't climb out, it's really special, this is a cheating father!

I never thought that I would actually make a mistake in this problem, if I can't be rude, and if I want to get out of here, it will be difficult.

At first glance, this warehouse doesn't look like people come often, and these people from the National Museum of Western Art in Tokyo obviously didn't take these cultural relics sent from Fukuoka too seriously, and they just lent this warehouse to them for a few days temporarily.

Maybe when the earthquake in Fukuoka is over, these artifacts will be transported back, but who knows how many days the earthquake in the Kyushu area will last?

What if it lasted for a week? Coupled with the fact that the government had to deal with the disaster, pacify the refugees, and rebuild after the earthquake, it would be a month before the artworks were shipped back to Fukuoka.

Wouldn't these things have to be left in this warehouse for a month? Could it be that he will be trapped here for more than a month and unable to move, and can only wait for the gang outside to open the door before he can get out?

As soon as he thought of this, Jin Muchen's face was full of ashes, specially, for a month, he was stuck in such a warehouse, there was nothing for recreation, with his playful and lively personality, he could be suffocated by locking him here for a month.

What's more, the little inventory in his hand is not enough for him to stay in this warehouse for a month, because he is afraid that there will be an emergency, Jin Muchen will also put some survival equipment and devices in his purple jade space, but those are sabers, pistols, tents, first aid kits, military shovels, and some high-calorie field food and the like.

If he really wants to be locked up here for a month, the first thing to consider is food and water, although there is still some stock in his purple jade space, but these things, when they were first put in, they were all prepared according to a week's inventory.

A week's inventory, that's still according to his previous diet, and now his body's need for energy is particularly high because of the increase in abilities and the increase in the number of times he uses them.

The food that used to be enough for a week is now basically enough for three days of energy replenishment, and the most important thing is that he doesn't have so much drinking water!

And even if he can solve the problem of eating and drinking, this excretion problem is not easy to solve, there is no special toilet in this warehouse, he is not a god, he can't just eat and not pull, where will the excrement be discharged when the time comes?

If you solve the problem on the spot, even if you can escape by then, then in the end, the Japanese can find their DNA through excrement, and then they can lock themselves in, which will make the problem even bigger.

Rather than being abused like that and leaving evidence of guilt in the end, it is better to take advantage of the strength now and fight to the death.

But if you violently break down this iron door and get out, the first thing you have to do is to escape from the museum as soon as possible, and it is impossible to fight those security police.

But if you just run away, what about the surveillance cameras? Filmed by the surveillance camera, the iron door was broken out of the room, and then people were calling up the camera, looking forward, and found that there was no secret sneaking in before the problem, then people will definitely not believe that they appeared out of thin air, and they must have used special stealth skills.

If they find this suspicion, then they will be even more doomed, whether they use special high technology to become invisible, or through their own abilities to become invisible, this will definitely make the governments of various countries rush to it.

The Japanese want to figure it out, the Americans want to figure it out, the British want to figure it out, and even the Chinese government wants to figure it out, and if they are targeted by these big hooligans, then even if they escape to the ends of the earth, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape their tracking.

Could it be that he wants to be a disgraceful person at such a young age? Is it the end of the world for the rest of your life?

What's more, if you can run away as a monk, you can't run away from the temple, once you are suspected by the intelligence agencies of those countries, you will be in trouble with your family.

I ran away, but what about my parents? Which countries' intelligence officers, even China's own intelligence officers, will target their parents, is it possible that they will drag their parents into the water?

Thinking of this, Jin Muchen's heart flashed with incomparable remorse for the first time, it seems that the successes of the previous few times made it too simple for him to think about stealing museums, and his appetite has also increased.

As everyone knows, in a world where social organization is extremely tight, especially in a world where cameras are everywhere, even a person with superpowers like himself can be killed in minutes.

Once you are targeted by a national-level organization, even if you are a superman, the final result will definitely be no good fruit to eat.

But what should I do now? Do you stay here and wait, and the people outside will run after opening the door, but now that you are full of energy, you will forcibly break the door and run out from here?

Jin Muchen was troubled by this problem, just when he was in a dilemma, suddenly he heard a slight footsteps outside the iron door, the footsteps were very fine, slight, and walking very fast, which means that outside the door, a person was walking at this time, and the pace was very fast, and it was also very slight.

He was shocked and immediately entered a state of invisibility, when the electronic lock outside the door suddenly sounded a sound of dripping passwords.

Jin Muchen dodged away from the door, and at the moment he dodged away, a black shadow dodged from outside the door and entered the inside of the warehouse.

After the man entered the warehouse, the first thing he did was to turn on the lights, then took out his mobile phone, and shot wildly at those wooden boxes, while Jin Muchen, who was standing invisible not far from the door, was dumbfounded.

Because of this guy, he knows, it's really the person in charge of the National Museum of Oriental Art in Tokyo, Mr. Tai, who was handed over to Abe Masakan before.

This little white face, at this time, was a little nervous, his face was also slightly red, his breath was short, he was holding his mobile phone, and he was shooting wildly at the wooden boxes in the warehouse, looking a little excited.

And as soon as Jin Muchen saw his expression, he knew that this guy must be secretly calculating some little ninety-nine.

But at this time, he was also relieved, no matter what this guy loved to do, he was saved anyway, and when he went out later, he would just follow him out.

Thinking of the problem that scared him half to death just now, and it was solved like this, Jin Muchen was really happy, he was a Jiren with his own natural appearance, and his life should not be extinguished.

This Tian Jing took a wild shot of those boxes with his mobile phone, archived the photos after taking them, and then transferred all these photos to another smartphone, seeing his operation, Jin Muchen began to wonder why this guy did this.

In fact, he could have taken pictures with this phone later, but this phone seemed to be just the most rudimentary smartphone, and the pixels didn't seem to be very high, so he used his fruit machine to take pictures and then transmit them to this phone.

Soon he finished sending the photo, and then he used the phone and started making calls.

"Moses Moses ......"

"Hey, Mr. Mole, ......"

As soon as the phone was connected, there was a piercing and ugly laugh on the other side of the phone, and Tian Jing's face was also flushed, and his anger flashed, obviously very dissatisfied with the other party calling him like this.

"How? Mr. Mole, is there any good news to inform me that I can't? Didn't I tell you before? If it's okay, don't just call me. ”

Although this phone is the first generation of smart phones, but the signal and call quality are very good, although it is in the warehouse on the second floor of the basement, but the call quality is still very good, even if Jin Muchen stands far away, but he can hear the voice of the guy on the other end of the phone.

But after only listening to a few words, he could hear that the guy on the other end of the phone seemed to take this Tian Well very seriously, and even looked down on him a little, and the most important thing was that this guy had an accent, his accent sounded very strange, and the speed of speaking Japanese was not very fast, just listening to him, Jin Muchen judged that the guy on the other end of the phone should not be a native Japanese speaker.

"Well, things have changed. Because of the earthquake in Kyushu, the Fukuoka side in Kyushu transported some of their museums and artworks from art galleries to us for storage, and there are a lot of good things in them......"

Tian Jing was halfway through his sentence when he was interrupted by the guy on the other side of the phone.

"What? Did you mean, did the Kyushu National Museum get to your museum? When was this? Are you sure? ”

A series of questions were asked like a series of cannons, Jin Muchen could hear it, this guy was very excited, very happy, and surprised.

"Yes, I'm sure, I just took some pictures, and they're in our basement warehouse, and I'll send them to you later."

The expression on Tian Jing's face at this time also became very excited, and at this time, Jin Muchen, who was standing aside and eavesdropping, finally noticed that something was wrong, what the hell is this, how can it seem that two groups of underground parties are connecting?

Looking at it like this, this Tian Jing seems to have bad intentions? No wonder that guy wants to call him Mr. Mole, looking at the way this guy looks, it seems that he is really one of those guys, arranged in this art museum.

After saying that, Tian Jing hung up the phone, and then began to pull up the photos and upload them to the man's phone......

Soon the photo was finished, and he didn't move his phone, but after a few minutes, his phone rang...... (To be continued.) )