The fat man nodded: "Great mother tongue." I heard it very clearly, a man's voice, a little rough. It's like I've found something like that-

I took a look at the contents on display in this warehouse and found that there were only some antiques that had not been sorted and archived, and I guessed that the staff might be marking them. The fat man picked up a porcelain vase and said excitedly: "Lao Hu, this is the old Sancai of the Tang Dynasty - I said that this is Qin Shihuang's underwear, and you don't have the right to take it, put it down quickly, and you can't tell it when you turn around and catch it." The fat man complained a few words, and then went to the other display shelves to see the relics. The more I walked, the more I felt that something was wrong, so I called the fat man and said that maybe I was in the wrong place, it was just an ordinary storage room.

Just as he was about to return the same way, the fat man suddenly said excitedly: "Look, there are people there - I looked at the place he pointed, and sure enough, there was a person in a blue security uniform sitting in the corner with his head bowed, and the fat man stepped forward and said proudly: "Hehe, I was lazy at work, and I didn't call your fat grandfather to catch it, but you don't have to be afraid, as long as you tell us how to go to the research room, we will be lenient and not to blame." Young people, just starting out in work, inevitably make some mistakes - said and patted the man on the shoulder. In the moonlight, the man's body shook a few times, and then—with a thud—his head fell.

The fat man and I were both startled by the sudden human head, and the fat man looked at me innocently and said, "It's none of my business, I ...... I'm not that heavy on the slap - I'm talking, and you can't slap a person's head out of thin air with your heavy hands. Squatting down, it was a blonde American man, whose head was cut off with a sharp weapon, and he didn't even have a chance to shout-

Let's retreat, this place is not suitable for a long time-I was talking, a terrible cold light suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, I don't know what flew straight towards my neck, I leaned back, barely avoided the attack, I didn't expect the thing to turn, and swept back with me. I had limited strength, and when I saw that the thing was in front of my nose, it was actually a thin and long silver thread, and the fat man stood behind me, although he didn't know what was happening, but he also knew that something was wrong with my expression, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled me back, and rescued me from the ghost gate. Before they could catch their breath, several black figures burst out from behind the display shelves like fast arrows off the string. I pushed the fat man away: "Smash things quickly!" -The fat man didn't understand what I was talking about at first, but then he saw me lifting that Tang Sancai and smashing it to the ground, and he also followed the things at hand and made a move: "Old Hu, you must think clearly, we can't afford to pay for these things for a few lifetimes-

When the shadows saw that we were going to smash something, they stopped. I don't know where a whistle sounded, and a few of them rushed out the door, leaving me and the fat man sweating profusely in the dark-

They are Buddhas, - I put down the relics in my hand, - afraid that we will make a big move and summon the security guards -

I'm **, human lives are all in trouble, and I'm afraid of the security guards-The fat man wiped the cold sweat on his head,-Let's get out, fuck. If you are caught, you won't be able to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River-

We ran out along the way we came, and as soon as we reached the corner, a figure lunged at me, and I blocked his attack with my fist, and pressed the latter to the ground with a backhand; The fat man was also ambushed, but he was so powerful that he had already sat the black shadow that had attacked him under his ass. I was just trying to see who the attacker was, when a cold object stuck to my head, and someone said to me in familiar Chinese: "Raise your hands-

Coldly being held to the head with a gun, out of the instinct of being a soldier in the army, I did not give up resistance, and one side dodged the muzzle of the gun on the temple, and at the same time held the other hand's hand holding the gun with one hand. The man didn't expect me to resist stubbornly and grabbed his weapon, and his other hand immediately turned into a palm knife and slashed down, I saw that although he moved quickly, but unfortunately his strength was insufficient, I immediately twisted his wrist holding the gun and pushed it down, and the guy didn't reach a palm, and he had already screamed - ah-. I wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but I didn't expect the other party to be very cunning, and when I was screaming, a bent knee hit my lower belly, which made me break out in a cold sweat and almost let the other party escape. At this time, the alarm bell in the museum was loud, the lights were like day, and I didn't have time to see who the person who attacked me was clearly, so I only heard the fat man crying and shouting: "My relatives the People's Liberation Army, they are all their own people, misunderstanding!" -

On another look, it was none other than Shirley Yang in a white lab coat who had been fighting against me. She originally looked angry, but after seeing that it was me, she first smiled, and then slapped her head and face, which made me inexplicable but I didn't dare to fight back.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that the American security guards were coming. Shirley Yang pointed to the other white coat that was stunned by the fat man and said, "He is my mentor, don't say anything for a while, I'll answer the question-the fat man was injured by mistake when he heard it, and hurriedly stood up."

This time, the security guards were relatively well-equipped, wearing helmets and body armor, and as soon as they came in, they shouted a bird language that we couldn't understand. One of the black helmets walked quickly in front of us, barked at me, saw that I didn't respond, and asked in broken Chinese: "Do you understand?" - At this time, Shirley Yang said: "These two are experts in ancient Chinese culture invited by our museum, just now they drove away the thief for the museum and protected Professor Owen - after speaking, he translated it again in English, and the other party glanced at her badge, waved at the security team with a gun behind, took off his helmet and said: "Hello Miss Shirley, I can understand Chinese, some-

The fat man and I both know that the reason why Shirley Yang speaks Chinese is to remind the two of us not to leak out of our mouths when we make a serial confession. We looked at each other and laughed knowingly, the foreign security guard didn't know why we laughed, I told him that this is a kind of Chinese etiquette, you have to laugh like this when you see strangers, the louder you laugh, the more friendly you are, and he laughed with us after listening.

When Professor Owen woke up, he was talking about Chinese kung fu and that he had fought a thief. However, his glasses were shattered in the struggle, and he didn't see the other person's appearance clearly, but he couldn't be wrong with being fat. When he heard that the fat man and I had arrived in time to save his life, he shook hands with us very excitedly and said in proficient Chinese: "Thank you, hero." Shirley often mentions you to me, and she says you're Robin Hood in China. It's a good idea to see you today.

While the police and Professor Owen went to inspect the museum for damage, Shirley Young took us to where she worked, and it turned out that the research room was not in this building, but in a small building next to the central garden. The fat man complained that I had taken too many wrong roads, and almost died for it. Shirley Yang didn't speak along the way, and there was no love on her face, but the more she was like this, the more bottomless my heart became-

Tell me, how did you get in, how did you end up colliding with the thief - Shirley Young sat in the boss's chair, and I sat with the fat man on the hard bench. I knew that I had to follow her temper at this time, otherwise it would be difficult to guarantee that she would not kill us and send us to the police station according to her character. The two didn't dare to hide anything, and explained how they dug into the museum and what happened to those Buddhas. She first complained that we hadn't informed her of her coming to the United States earlier, then she blamed us for not trespassing on the museum, and finally criticized me for being bold enough to go after the outlaws. I would have explained that we were just trying to run away from her, but she was afraid that we would be better off than underestimating us, so she didn't want to talk too much about it.

Shirley Yang said: "A new batch of artifacts arrived in the warehouse this afternoon, and the professor and I were in a hurry to sort them, which is why we came here so late. The warehouse, which you use as a research lab, houses artifacts that have not yet been studied and marked. Listening to your description, I think those people were premeditated and had a very clear goal-