Chapter 302: Looking for You for Something

The British Museum is large in size and has a large collection. However, there are only a few country-level exhibition halls, such as Ancient Egypt, Ancient Greece, Ancient Rome, Ancient India and Huaxia Pavilion. In addition to the long history and culture of these countries, the more important reason is that there are so many treasures to be snatched from these places.

China, which was once a well-deserved superpower in the entire world, has suffered an unprecedented heavy blow due to barbarian invasion in modern times. It was even almost on the verge of crisis. And the first to open the country with cannons was the British Empire!

There are too many Chinese cultural relics here, from ancient stone tools to Shang and Zhou bronzes, from Wei and Jin stone Buddhist scriptures to Tang and Song Dynasty calligraphy and paintings, and then there are the most popular porcelain in the world during the Ming and Qing dynasties. It can be described as a complete range and beautiful.

These national treasures have been in China for thousands of years, but the owners who created them would never have imagined that their descendants would let these national treasures go overseas.

For example, the female history is the earliest Chinese silk painting in the world, and there are only two left in the whole world. One is inside the Forbidden City, and the other is here. And this top national treasure is only on display for two months a year. Coincidentally, when Chen Mo came, this national treasure happened to be during the exhibition.

'Boom~~~' A security guard flew out from the door, crossed most of the exhibition hall, and then slammed into a huge glass door, shattering the glass and the whole person passed out. The alarm in the exhibition hall was loud and the sound was extremely harsh.

Chen Mo didn't care about the security guards who were afraid to step forward but didn't dare to escape, and those who dared to come forward along the way had been put to the ground by Chen Mo. He stepped up to the national treasure and looked at it carefully, and after a moment, he sighed and smashed the bulletproof glass with a punch, reaching out to put the national treasure in the space watch.

There are too many national treasures here, and there are huge murals of Qingliang Temple hanging on the walls of the central part of the exhibition hall, and the traces of cutting around the murals are still clearly visible even after a hundred years. As for the various Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues looted from the Dunhuang Cave, there are countless Buddha statues. The earliest half of the famous jackfruit Buddhist scriptures, a large number of oracle bone inscriptions, bamboo slips, and engraved ancient books have already filled the entire huge exhibition hall.

Famous paintings of national treasures such as the green landscape of the famous painters of the Tang Dynasty, the lush forests of the Five Dynasties, the Northern Song Dynasty, the disguised Huayan and the ink and bamboo are hung all over the walls. If the authors of these paintings had learned that their heirlooms had been forcibly plundered thousands of miles away, they would probably have been turned over in anger.

"I've wronged you. Chen Mo was depressed and sighed heavily. Walking along the walls, he put all the paintings into the space watch! He wants to take home these national treasures who were exiled abroad because of the shame of a hundred years ago!

"It's too much. Chen Mo just filled the space watch with the scrolls and scrolls here, looking at the various national treasures in the hall, Chen Mo's forehead was full of black lines. So many things are only one percent of the collection, how many trips does it take him to complete?

Just as Chen Mo was scratching his head, there was a rush of footsteps outside the exhibition hall. Heavily armed and wearing steel helmets and masks, the military and police hurried over with their weapons. However, before these special military policemen approached the exhibition hall, a bright halo of light whistled, and with a violent explosion, the corridor outside the exhibition hall was almost collapsed.

Chen Mo, who didn't look back, continued to look at the many exhibits in front of him, and after thinking about it, he put on the Iron Man armor and rose into the air. He wasn't interested in going back the way he came, but instead flew straight up through the ceiling and over the museum.

At this moment, there were already many helicopters hovering in the sky, and after seeing Chen Mo appear, many bright headlights swept towards him. In an instant, Iron Man's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Ignoring the helicopters around them, the exclamations on the ground, and the growing number of military and police. Chen Mo thought for a moment and then headed towards the higher night sky again, and then flew towards the south.

The speed of the Iron Man armor is very fast, but if you want to fly all the way back to Huaxia from the island thousands of miles away, it will take several hours to go back and forth even if you go all out. If he wanted to bring back all the national treasures in the British Museum, it would take at least a few more days to do so.

Even if Chen Mo was willing to fly back and forth, but the people here were not stupid! Just watching Chen Mo snatch things like this? It wouldn't be long before someone would transfer those treasures.

Although Chen Mo could continue to track and snatch it back, it would be too troublesome and a waste of time. But when he thought of the newspaper he had seen on the Eurostar train when he came, he immediately thought of another way. Quick and easy way.

More than 100 years ago, the British Empire blasted open the gates of China with its naval fleet, thus kicking off a century of national humiliation. Countless ancestral treasures were also looted thousands of miles away from that time.

And today, Huaxia, which has regained its feet, has sent its own powerful fleet to visit the British Empire, which was once glorious in those years, but at this moment has sunset. Centennial reincarnation is nothing more than that. At this time, several huge warships were docked in the military port.

Because it is a visiting fleet, I came to visit. There were no locals hovering around, except for the fleet's guard posts. After all, even if you want to get the information of these warships, it is impossible to do so at this time, and since people dare to send them to visit, they don't have to worry about being asked by you to find information. Therefore, there are simply no outsiders here, except for those on duty in the fleet.

On the guardrail outside the bridge, a sailor on night duty was vigilantly watching his surroundings, and even under this peace and tranquility, he did not let his guard down in the slightest. Soon, however, there was a low roar in the silence of the night. When the sailor raised his head in confusion and looked at the night sky, his eyes widened instantly.

"Don't make noise at night, don't you know the regulations?!" The captain who was reading the documents on the night shift in the bridge and the commander of the fleet frowned and looked at the door and shouted. But then I was startled by the figure that walked in!

This figure is all too familiar, and the news of this figure has been everywhere on the Internet and various bulletins recently. The golden and red figure slowly walked in front of the captain and nodded slightly, "I have something to do with you." ”

After Chen Mo left, the British Museum was already under complete martial law. Countless police cars and a large number of police officers have completely sealed off the place. On the periphery are countless melon-eating masses and those crazy reporters. The lights shine like daylight.

"How much is the loss?" The person in charge of the museum, a gentleman with a polite manner, was already full of irrepressible anger at the moment, looking at the Huaxia Hall of the exhibition hall that was already empty on the walls around him, this gentleman felt dizzy, and at this time he was just holding on to prevent himself from falling, otherwise he was afraid of fainting from being stimulated by the huge loss.

"All the hanging albums are gone. "The person in charge of the Huaxia Hall had fainted before, and after being rescued, the whole person seemed to have aged for thirty years in an instant. After losing so many treasures, he, the person in charge, was doomed, and his words at this time were like candles in the wind.

"How much is true?" The old gentleman looked at the empty walls around him, and his heart was twisted, and he was also done with this kind of thing. The only thing I can think about now is to lose less.

There is an unwritten rule in museums around the world that no exhibit can be genuine. Some of them are just fakes, and they are released for everyone to see in the name of authenticity. The real thing is still in the warehouse. The British Museum is no exception. All the old gentleman was thinking about now was to reduce his losses as much as possible.

"There are very few imitations here, most of them are genuine. The person in charge of the Huaxia Hall was like ashes. It is not easy to counterfeit Chinese treasures, and even imitations require a high degree of artistry. In the face of those treasures that are thousands of years old, most of the time they are exhibited with genuine products, and this time it is really a heavy loss.

"Police—" The old gentleman paused, and now almost all the police in the city had come. And there is nothing to solve in this case, so many people have seen that it was Iron Man who did a good thing. also knows that as long as you catch Iron Man, you can snatch things back. But the problem is that no one can catch him!

The old gentleman, whose hair was almost gray, sighed heavily, and after thinking for a moment, he commanded, "Close!" and put everything in the warehouse. I went to Downing Street ten... Huh?!"

The old gentleman was just about to say that he was going to the prime minister to explain the situation, but he inadvertently saw several black figures whistling from the corner of his eye. After smashing into a mess, he fell heavily to the ground.

These are the local police officers who maintain order!

Before they could come back to their senses, with a click of heavy footsteps, a golden and red figure had already walked in step by step!

"God!!," the old gentleman shouted in a mournful voice, almost in unison. Iron Man, he's back!!

Iron Man walked in step by step, followed by the military police who almost filled the entire corridor. It's a pity that these heavily armed military policemen have no idea of arresting the robbers, and even following Chen Mo are cowering, as if walking in front of them is a bomb that will explode at any time. They also have no way, they don't have the ability to deal with other people, but if they don't come along, their jobs will be gone. I can only follow cautiously.

Chen Mo came to the Huaxia Hall again, looked around, and then walked towards the old gentleman whose legs trembled and he was almost out of whack, "You are the person in charge?"

"I'm me, I'm me. The old gentleman, who used to be very stylish, looked at the body in front of him, which was shrouded in golden armor, and the eloquence that could make those ladies laugh in the past directly turned into a stammer. He was very afraid that Iron Man would give him a blow, and his body bones would probably be shattered directly.

"Lead the way, go to the warehouse. Chen Mo's next words made this old gentleman immediately stupid.