Chapter 282 Send it out
"Are you sure?" 0 said uneasily.
"What else can you do?" Number 12 said firmly, "Try it, number 30." β
Number 30 said "um" and pressed it on the combination lock in the order he said.
After a crisp click, the small door of the locker opened.
It's done!
The crowd rejoiced.
No. 0 hurriedly said: "Take a look! What is that! β
No. 30 was taken out, it was a pile of delicately packaged and very elaborate materials, full of various elements and chemical equations, the second page had a 'Lan' mark, and 'Lan' was marked below in Chinese.
"It should be!" Number 12 shouted, "Get it out!" Don't linger any longer! β
"Everyone evacuate the villa immediately!" Number 0 immediately announced, "Raze this house to the ground!" β
Following his instructions, everyone retired in good training.
Ten minutes later, a huge and brilliant firework exploded in the storm and rain with their anger and cruelty, and the residents of the nearby ten miles felt the powerful blast energy.
A large hole was left in the ground, and the office building on the other side of the manor was also affected, with all the doors and windows shattered, and half of the building collapsed to the ground.
The wind and rain blew in the air, raising the sky full of white paper and glass shards, flying with the wind.
On the other side of Lakeside Park, several cars carried the spoils they had braved their lives to fly away in sparks and torrential rain.
About 300 meters away from the manor company, there is a small villa that is not as conspicuous.
The villa is heated and the lighting is soft, and the living room is decorated with a typical Chinese retro dΓ©cor, and now the light and soft Guzheng song is flowing from the mountains.
Not far behind the TV cabinet, there is a reversible candlestick, faintly burning with a precious reflux incense, so that the living room is full. Full of osmanthus fragrance.
On the other side of the living room is a delicately carved redwood door with a huge video wall that is larger and clearer than cars 0 and 12 and Smith's "office."
Ning Duhan stood in front of the TV wall, quietly tasting the dragon well in his hand, the warm light fell on him, and the faint warmth and the wind and rain outside formed two strong and sharp contrasts.
"They left." The young man sitting in front of a computer looked up and said, "That document was taken away as well." β
Ning Duhan nodded, without any expression, and continued to look at the ruins of the villa that had been blown to pieces on the TV wall.
At this time, the sound of "ding dong" sounded.
Everyone in the other hall looked towards the northwest corner, and Ning Duhan also looked sideways.
There was a rumbling sound from the ground, and after a few minutes, the wooden floor suddenly opened a four-square-meter plane, and an elevator was lifted up by an underground thruster.
The elevator door opened, the assistant was stunned, Smith was still unconscious, and the man carrying him stepped forward: "President, I've brought it back." β
"Good work." Ning Duhan said.
"Where to put him?"
Ning Duhan looked at the other door: "There is a bed there." β
"Ning, Mr. Ning?" The assistant stammered, and the rest of his life after the catastrophe did not bring joy, but was more intensely confused, "This, what the hell is going on?" β
Ning Duhan turned around and walked towards the door and said, "You can come in together." β
Different from the strong Chinese style design on the outside, the rooms here are very cold, and it is a very distinctive modern commercial urban decoration.
There was a large and bright bed in the room, and several medical staff were waiting in it, and as soon as they entered, they began to perform a series of tests such as heart rate and blood pressure, and at the same time woke Smith from his coma.
The man was devastated by the explosion of gunpowder, and several doctors helped to deal with the abrasions on his body, while also cleaning his face.
Smith opened his eyes, and his first reaction was to be stunned, and his eyes were open in a daze.
"Hey!" A doctor held out his hand and compared the numbers, "Mr. Smith, how many is this?" β
Smith didn't react, staring blankly at him.
"Sir." The assistant laughed and exclaimed, "Sir! β
Smith froze, then looked back at him.
The assistant laughed: "Hahaha! Do you think you're dead, do you think it's heaven? β
"You ......" Smith propped himself up, turned his eyes again, and suddenly saw Ning Duhan leaning on the sofa, smiling slightly, and said, "President Ning!" You ......"
"Don't get excited, don't get excited," a tall assistant beside Ning Duhan stepped forward to support Smith and said with a smile, "Mr. Smith, it's been a hard work." β
"I'm not dead?!"
Smith was incredulous, reached out and patted his face, and was pulled back by the beautiful female nurse on the side: "Don't move!" β
"Hahaha!" Most of the people in the room laughed.
"No, wait," Smith said after a moment of sobering, "can anyone explain to me what's going on, President Ning, what's going on here, how come I'm a little confused?" β
The assistant beside Ning Duhan smiled and said, "Here's the thing, it's ......"
"I'm sorry." Ning Dusk interrupted him coldly and said to Smith.
Smith remembered what happened before, and said with some shame: "Mr. Ning, in fact, the person who should say sorry is me, and I ...... the document you gave me to protect."
"That document is a fake." Ning Duhan said.
"What?"
Ning Duhan looked at him apologetically, then looked at the assistant on the side, and motioned for him to say.
"That's right," said the assistant, who had already organized the language, "Mr. Smith, remember what we said when we came to you?" β
Neither this Smith nor that "assistant" will forget.
When DynaSky International approached them, they said that they would be invited to play a play, and they would play the boss and the boss's henchmen in this manor villa.
is a very relaxed performance, eating, drinking and having fun every day, and there is a huge pay, and more importantly, there is no line script, the role they want to play is a little greedy, a good wine beauty, but a very honest Huahua boss.
The only requirement was that Ning Duhan had this document called "Lan" handed over to them, and told them to keep it well and not give it to others.
Although the two of them were full of questions about why Qingtian International spent money to invite them to act in this play, they didn't ask anything when they thought that the shopping mall was like a battlefield.
Thinking of the document now, Smith felt ashamed, nodded and said, "Yes, but I'm sorry we didn't protect it." β
"No," the assistant smiled, "the value of that document has been fully demonstrated today." β
"What?" Smith said he didn't understand.
"In this world, there is no element called 'Lan' at all," the assistant said, "These are just Mr. Ning's arrangements." β
"Huh?!" Smith's eyes widened, "That document is fake?" β
"Yes, fake."
"If it's fake, then why...... Oh, my God! I know, Mr. Ning, all this you arranged is to send this fake document out?! β
And if you send it out in such a way, no one will doubt the authenticity of this document anymore.
Moreover, he Smith and the "assistant" had "died" in the explosion of the villa.
In this way, that document is unique in the world.