The north wind howled and washed over the bustling streets, and the honking of cars was swallowed up by the wind.

The green light at the intersection is on, and the bustling crowd spreads across the road, and the middle-aged and young people hold a stack of leaflets and hand them to the passers-by. However, everyone tightened their collars and hurried away.

"It's too cold, it's not the right time for us to come!" the young man shuddered, and turned to the middle-aged man to complain, "What time will this end!"

He was in his early twenties, with neat short hair, a thin body tucked under a simple cotton coat, thick eyebrows, and a high nose that were the only things he looked special about.

The middle-aged man looked at him silently, and then looked up at the sky, the sun had already set, the tall buildings blocked the last bit of sunlight, and the sky was darkening very quickly. The street lamps have long been lit up with yellowish light, but like a fire in the snow, it can't dispel the cold temperature.

"Well, no one wants it anyway, and soon there will be fewer people, so let's throw away the waste paper. The middle-aged man sighed.

"Isn't that right?"

The young man looked at the middle-aged man strangely and said, "What if someone gives us money, what if we are discovered?"

"This is society, you just graduated, learn a little!" the middle-aged man took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, using a match, as if he liked the smell of sulfur, and took a big puff of the cigarette, showing a satisfied smile. His cigarette hand was missing two fingers, and the wound on the severed finger of his right hand was healing very strangely, as if it had been forcibly torn off by something. He greeted the young man and turned and walked to the trash can in the distance.

The young man frowned, then stared down at the beautifully printed leaflet in his hand, and three slogans caught his eye—a gift from heaven, a meteorite beyond the Star of Africa, and an interstellar gem exhibition with an irregular red pattern around a blurred in the center.

The exhibition hall was surrounded by a protective fence by staff, and the venue was busy with preparations, and a slightly chubby person in charge was giving a loud command.

"Put this there......"

"Yes, don't move! Be careful, these booths are important!"

At this time, a SWAT officer in a black uniform walked towards the person in charge.

"Mr. Chen, the security work in the museum has been set up, and now my people are doing the last area division. ”

"Captain of the hard work......" The person in charge looked at the SWAT captain with a nervous expression, "This is an event jointly organized by the International Gem Association and the China National Space Administration, and I am under a lot of pressure as a trustee, so I applied for assistance from the government." Captain, you have to worry a lot, the success of this event depends on you!"

The captain's expression tightened, "I know, I will tell my subordinates to be serious." But is that really that valuable?"

As he spoke, the captain's gaze looked at a two-meter-high object in the center of the field, which was now covered by a black cloth and could not see through the inside.

"Yes, very, very expensive value!" The person in charge also looked there, with an inexplicable flavor in his tone: "A year ago, it suddenly appeared and fell into the sea, causing a tsunami that was not small. It was big news at the time, and people criticized the United Nations Observatory for being unreliable. ”

"Not an ordinary meteorite?" asked the captain.

"It's an ordinary meteorite, but ......" the person in charge hesitated for a second, "but this meteorite is very strange, as far as I know, some research institutions want to sample and analyze it, but find that it can't destroy its structure at all." Later, more and more people became interested in this meteorite, and even many countries participated in the decryption, and finally it was lost. ”

"Decryption?"

"Yes, I heard that meteorites contain a huge amount of energy inside, not anything we know so far. The researchers' attempt to use it to find a new alternative to oil failed. If it weren't for that, they wouldn't have sold it to the Gem Society. The person in charge shook his head and said, "It's also the gem association that has money, and the sky-high purchase fee can afford it!"

After speaking, the person in charge glanced at the captain casually and continued: "Now only this meteorite is here, and a large number of jewels will be sent to display early tomorrow morning, and those are really valuable things!"

"I see, please leave it to us!" the captain withdrew his gaze and saluted to the person in charge.

Outside the exhibition hall, the night is like ink.

On the quiet street, a black sedan slowly stopped, and out of the driver's seat stepped a Caucasian man in a well-dressed suit, who looked around and saw no one else. He gestured, and then three more Caucasian men in black suits came out of the car.

They moved in unison, hung the microphone on their ears, and the white man led by pressed the call button: "The target location has been reached, request command." ”

"Request confirmation, codename 'Prometheus', act now!"

In the exhibition hall, the young man and the middle-aged man had already returned to receive his salary, and when he took the banknote from the person in charge, the young man seemed a little shy, and the middle-aged man patted him on the back, obviously seeing that he was not interested in the loss of the leaflet. He motioned for the young man to step aside, then handed him a cigarette.

"I, I won't. The young man waved his hand.

"I'm sorry I forgot, but you have to learn to accept that whether it's good or bad, the most important thing in life is to enjoy it...... By the way, what's your name?" the middle-aged man lit a cigarette.

"My name is Redname. The young man raised his eyebrows. They had been working together for a week, but the middle-aged man had never been reticent, he didn't ask anything, and he took the last leaflet seriously every day before going back to report. Today's performance was too abnormal, but it was a bit of a surprise to the red name.

He looked at the middle-aged man carefully, and half of the other man's face was hidden in the shadow of the curved brimmed hat, revealing only a mouth with an exceptionally clear lip line, and a ...... seemed to hang behind the ear Over-the-ear microphones?

"That's rude!" the middle-aged man noticed his gaze and let out a large puff of smoke.

"I'm sorry!"

He looked away embarrassedly and looked at the layout of the venue, where he stood against the wall, a huge space filled with large and small jewelry display cases, divided into different areas by the separation belt.

In the center, a two-meter-high rectangle covered with a black curtain is particularly eye-catching, and at this moment a number of workers are building a fence around it.

"Hey, that guy over there, smoking is not allowed here!" a staff member shouted in the direction of Red Name.

Red Ming came back to his senses, and turned his head to realize that the middle-aged man had disappeared without knowing when, only half of the cigarette butt on the ground was still burning.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a clear sound, and the venue was dark!