"A group of well-trained men in black will break into the museum tonight and steal the Koran with professional means." I provided the most crucial information to the museum director in short words.

"How do you know? That's impossible. ”

"I'm from the future, haven't you forgotten?"

"This is the city center, next to the city hall and the city public security bureau, our security measures here are tighter than the bank, how can anyone be so bold." The curator didn't seem to believe me.

"I don't know who they are, I just know that they are all well-trained and well-equipped, not ordinary people."

"Why do they want that Quran? Nothing else? ”

"Yes, they could be religious extremists, or people hired by terrorist organizations."

"This... How is this possible. ”

"I don't care if you believe me or not, anyway, I've already told you this important information, you can do it yourself."

The curator became more and more panicked, and did not even have the strength to continue wandering in front of me, but sat down on the couch, although the air conditioning in the room was fully turned on, but the curator was now sweating profusely.

"No, I'm going to call the police!" The curator suddenly took out his mobile phone and dialed the police.

"When can I get my hands on the meteorite?"

"After you verify what you say, you need to explain all this to the Public Security Bureau with me."

After a while, a team of police officers came to the office and asked me to tell me the whole story, of course, the curator did not mention my identity, but I was a person who happened to know about the plan of the theft, and was protected as a key witness, and then we went to the city public security bureau near the museum.

The Public Security Bureau quickly summoned the key officials of the Public Security Bureau and several important officials of the museum to the Public Security Bureau, and finally we drew up a plan of action that we thought was rigorous, with the goal of protecting the cultural relics and catching the theft gang.

The plan was not complicated: after dark, the real scriptures were replaced with fake ones, and the books were transferred to the warehouse for safekeeping. The second-line special operators laid an ambush near the outer exit of the museum, the third-line special operators laid an ambush near the unfinished building where the men in black had descended, and the police laid an ambush around the museum and near the square. There is also a drone flight team to track the drones that may fly out, observation posts and snipers are set up on high-rise buildings around the museum, and the general command room is located in the hotel where I stayed last night. Other than that, it's business as usual, there is no increase in patrols in the museum, and no changes have been made to the security facilities. A total of hundreds of us are quietly waiting for the man in black to arrive as scheduled, and we will catch all the plans.

The operation has a resounding name: Operation Guardian Eternity. The name was proposed by me, meaning the meteorite and the scriptures that protect eternity.

The operation began in the daytime, with the special combat team members disguised as ordinary spectators carrying packages into the museum, changing equipment and deploying them after nightfall, the second- and third-line special combat personnel deploying at night with ordinary private vehicles as cover, and finally the deployment of plainclothes police on the periphery of the museum. Everything is as quiet as possible, and we don't want to be scared.

On the museum side, no one knew about the operation, except for a few key department heads and the management and maintenance staff of the scriptures, including Professor Henry from the British Museum.

On this ordinary evening, there were people dancing or walking in the square, and the cars on the road were driving as usual, and the citizens did not realize that a thrilling arrest would take place in the huge museum near them.

Everyone in the headquarters waited anxiously, the director of the public security bureau, the curator and I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, there was a temporary data processing center in the hotel, collecting and processing all the information collected by the various terminals of the operation, and reporting the most important information to the commander-in-chief of the operation as soon as possible: Director Wang of the Public Security Bureau.

As the minutes passed, a tense atmosphere filled the command headquarters, and the commander-in-chief behind him displayed real-time pictures of various key positions on the screen. There was no one in the entire command to speak, and it seemed that silence was the best way to speak right now.

"It's coming." I looked at the time, it was already half past eleven, and I was a little anxious, I wanted to end this operation as soon as possible, and then go to the warehouse to touch the meteorite with my own hands, I looked forward to the moment when I touched it, burst out of the magical power, let me break through the shackles of this space-time cage.

Director Wang and the curator did not respond to me, but stared anxiously at the roof of the museum, and I told them that the man in black would be the first to reach the roof by rappelling.

Time kept ticking, and I grew anxious, it was already twelve o'clock, but I still hadn't found the man in black. This is very different from the situation last night, the man in black did not show up on time, what happened?

"What's going on? How is it different from what you say? Director Wang became a little impatient.

"Maybe they're delaying the operation." I prevaricated with such words, but I knew in my heart that my situation was starting to get very bad now, everything had changed, and the man in black did not come, and probably not at all. And I don't know anything about it, what went wrong?

Another half hour passed. I started to sweat profusely, and I knew that the whole police were being lied to me, no, I didn't lie to them, but they would think it was a scam.

"What the hell is going on? Is your information reliable? Director Wang said to me again in a questioning tone.

"Wait, wait, and draw conclusions after tonight. They may have postponed the operation. "I use this excuse again, and even hope that this situation can be maintained until tomorrow morning, so that at least I can get through the day without being condemned or even judged by them.

In fact, now I am completely aware that the men in black will not come, there must be something wrong, and I have witnessed the group of men in black perform the same theft three times in the same time, and there is no difference in time. And now, we don't even see the shadow of the man in black.

Something must have gone wrong, could it be that our operation has been exposed, and the men in black have found the ambushed special operators and canceled the operation? Or maybe the operation of the Man in Black is not an isolated operation, does the Man in Black have an internal response in the museum? What the hell was going on, I became more and more anxious.

As the minutes ticked by, I kept prevaricating the bureau chief and curator who were gradually losing patience with the same reason, and there was no unusual movement on the big screen of the headquarters, and we didn't even see the shadow of the man in black.

The darkness has deepened, and the vehicles and pedestrians on the road have almost disappeared. I stared at the huge one-piece glass building downstairs, thinking about the ins and outs of today, trying to find out what the problem was.

Gradually, as I wished, I lost consciousness before they could expose everything.