Muyang drove away in a black Renault SUV, the back seat was full of equipment he bought, this car was also sold to him by Marcel, Muyang spent 30,000 euros, but fortunately this car was not stolen, not afraid of police investigation.

The car drove out for a while, Muyang put everything into the space, and then drove back to the hotel, in the hotel, Muyang spent two days to familiarize himself with these equipment, and finally felt that he could use these things proficiently, Muyang felt that he could start to act.

François. Where is Monsieur Truffaut now, let me find out. Muyang took out François's wallet from the space, which contained François's business card, Muyang entered his mobile phone number in the satellite positioning device, and the locator began to search automatically, and soon, a map was displayed on the screen, and then a blue point of light stayed there.

In a residential building in the B4 block of Paris, François was enjoying a good night with his lover, but after all, he was old, and after a round, François was already sweating, his limbs were tired, and he had lost interest in fighting.

Bathing and sleeping, and soon fell into a deep sleep, the young woman looked at François, who was like a dead pig, pursed her lips with disdain, and then went to sleep as well.

The night was deep, and the street lights were half out.

Suddenly, there was a slight click in the door of the room, and then someone quietly pushed it open from the outside, and a figure flickered closer, and then gently closed the door.

The footsteps slid like a sliding sound, and the figure stood in front of the bed, reaching out his finger and tapping twice on the body of the man and woman.

Muyang is very well controlled. He ordered the two of them to sleep, but would wake up tomorrow morning. Nothing unusual will be noticed.

Turning on the light in the room, Mu Yang saw the faces of the two people on the bed clearly. François, who is already a bit old, is a rich man, and the woman next to him is very young, but his hair covers most of his face, Mu Yang can't see it really, but Mu Yang has no intention of studying this woman's appearance, and now he has other things.

Took out the iris imaging equipment from the space and put contact lenses on François, the difficulty was how to make him open his eyelids, Mu Yang had thought of this before he came. So I went to the store that sold medical equipment and bought a piece of equipment used by doctors for eye surgery, a device specially used to open eyelids, which was very simple and practical, which was just convenient for Muyang.

"Hi, Mr. François." Mu Yang smiled and waved his hand to François who was stretched open, and said hello, but Mu Yang knew that François was unconscious now.

He took out the barcode scanning device and pointed it at Francois's eyes and began to scan. The eyes are still looking at the progress bar on the computer, 30%, 50%, 100%, OK is finished, Muyang took off the contact lens in François's eye. I washed it in the potion, then brought it to myself, and rubbed my eyes. Then I tried it on the test instrument and passed.

Take everything back. "Bye bye Monsieur François, tomorrow you will receive a big surprise." Muyang turned off the light and walked out of the room.

Everything here. As if no one had been there at all, only two men and women were still asleep.

Looking at the time, it was already more than 12 o'clock in the evening, Mu Yang drove to the Montparnasse Building, looked at the tallest building in Paris, and thought about his previous actions, Mu Yang felt that his last action was too wrong.

This time, Muyang is ready to be direct.

I tidied up my suit, looked at the changed appearance in the rearview mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and then confidently stepped out of the door.

took the elevator to the 50th floor, and Muyang rang the doorbell directly.

"Otto, what's going on, why is there a bell." A security captain on duty at night

Victor walked into the watch room and asked.

"Captain, it's the boss outside." Otto said.

Victor looked at the screen of the monitor and it was indeed his boss François. Mr. Truffaut asked suspiciously, "Why did the boss come so late?" ”

"You're going to ask the boss." Otto shrugged.

"Okay, open the door." Victor said.

Watching the gate slowly rise, Mu Yang's heart was also a little excited, the last time he entered here, it took a lot of effort.

"Boss, is there anything you can do?" Victor walked out to greet the boss.

Mu Yang said with a straight face: "Damn Wilfrid, I have lost a lot, I have to go to the treasure house to get something." Muyang said and walked straight inside.

Victor didn't know who Wilfried was, and he didn't know what was going on, but his boss was a big man, and he couldn't know the people he came into contact with, and the boss's affairs were not for him to ask.

Walking through the exhibition hall, Mu Yang just swept it casually, and the two came to the door of the treasure house, Mu Yang said: "Okay, you go, I'll enter the treasure house by myself." ”

Victor knew the rules and took his leave of the place.

At the door of the treasure house, there is no camera facing the door lock, which is also to avoid others from seeing the input password, so as to save Muyang's trouble, take out the decoder directly from the space to connect to the door lock, take out the computer and connect, and then carry out the password cracking and verification.

"Is this François arrogant or lazy, the password has not been changed." Mu Yang muttered to himself.

The door of the vault opened automatically with a click, and Mu Yang entered the passage, which was the cage that trapped him before, and Mu Yang couldn't help but glance around again. Coming to the door of the second treasure house, Mu Yang put his eyes on the scanner.

"Didi, the iris password is correct, please enter." With an electronic sound, the heavy alloy door opened automatically.

Mu Yang clenched his fists and cheered in his heart.

What catches the eye is a room of about 200 square meters, which is filled with many shelves, on which are placed oil paintings, porcelain, sculptures, gold and silver vessels, jade statues, European antique furniture, and some miscellaneous things, piled up in the room.

Mu Yang rubbed his hands and looked at the stack of oil paintings placed in the corner, "I don't know, I haven't seen it, what is this painting, it's not famous." Muyang looked through it and muttered to himself.

are all paintings by some unfamous painters, basically Mu Yang doesn't know them, since they are randomly stacked in the corner, Mu Yang is probably not the work of a famous writer.

Porcelain, jars, altars, basins, jars, plates, plates, bowls, all kinds of porcelain, Muyang looks at the shape of these porcelain, basically Chinese porcelain, some are very beautiful, but Muyang does not understand very well.

Mu Yang took a rough look, and he guessed that the things that were placed outside were not very high-quality things, because Mu Yang also found four safe doors inlaid in the wall, and Mu Yang believed that good things should be inside. (To be continued.) )