As the largest newspaper and magazine in the United States, the New York Times has always been known for its "strength".

The so-called "strength" here, in addition to the staff as high as 3,000, plus the dispatch of reporters, is even more innumerable.

In addition, because of the accident a few years ago, the New York Times is now heavily guarded, and outsiders cannot enter without documents.

And there are security guards at the entrance of the company 24 hours a day, and even flies can't fly in.

So much so that the United States likes to ridicule the "New York Times" with the "Firefox Prison", saying that the "New York Times" is the strongest prison in the newspaper industry.

The work assigned by Du Yongxiao to Barton and the three of them seems simple, but in fact it is very troublesome.

Now the black material concocted by Getty and Vail has been sent to the newspaper's editor-in-chief's office and is still hidden in the safe.

Just wait for tomorrow to take it out and publish it directly, and now Barton wants to replace these black materials unknowingly, which is too difficult, and can even be said to be an "impossible task".

……

Cold.

The three of Patton came to the door of the newspaper office to investigate for a long time, and came to the conclusion that it was impossible to enter the gate in a grand manner.

Who would have thought that a newspaper would be more heavily guarded than a prison?

Not only do you have to check your documents, but you also need to compare your fingerprints.

"God, is this a newspaper or a treasury?" Sergeant Ann complained.

"It's over, I don't think I can get in at all! Boss, why don't we go back, we still have a regular job. Meagan retreated.

An Chai didn't speak, but turned his face to look at Barton, who was speechless, "Man, what do you think?" ”

Barton's eyes were bright, and he said in a calm tone: "Since the door can't get in, we have to find another way." ”

"What's the solution?"

Barton didn't speak, but looked up at the top of the tall building.

An Chai looked up and said, "God, you don't want to fly in from above, do you?" ”

Barton nodded, "That's exactly what I mean!" ”

"Oh shit, I'm afraid of heights!"

……

The New York Times Building,

Rooftop –

Ann Chai and Meegan threw the rope down.

The rope rattled and fell down the window of the building.

It was getting dark.

The cold wind on the roof of the building was whistling, blowing the three of Patton's faces like knives.

"Are you sure you really want to climb down here?" Ann asked Barton again.

Barton nodded, "That's the only way to do it now." ”

"Okay, I'll admit I don't have the courage, but if you decide to go ahead, I'll be there for you." An Chai said, stepped forward, cautiously glanced below, and immediately dizzy: "Oh damn, I'm really afraid of heights!" ”

"Boss, if you don't go down, how can I explain to my sister-in-law if something happens?" Migan said to Ann Chase.

"Damn, don't you know your sister-in-law's personality? She wished I was dead! An Chai took a deep breath and tried to stabilize himself.

"So, Your Highness?" Meagan said, "Let's both go down and down. ”

"Well, okay!" An Chai cheered himself up, "If you two dare to go down, I will definitely be able to." Yes! Absolutely. ”

The cold wind howled.

Barton wore gloves and grabbed the rope with both hands, slowly climbing down.

Below is the abyss.

Especially in this winter, he hung on a rope, and the wind blew him from side to side, as if it would easily blow it down.

Barton clenched his teeth.

This difficulty is nothing to him.

During the Vietnam War, as an airborne soldier, he jumped directly from the plane several times.

Hanging from the rope, Barton finally made it to the seventeenth floor outside the window of the New York Times' editor-in-chief's office.

He grabbed the rope with one hand and pushed the window.

The windows are not moving, locked from the inside.

But it didn't bother Barton.

Barton pulled a coin out of his pocket and slowly twisted it on the window screw.

One, two, three-——

Around the same time, a window began to loosen.

Barton gently removed the window, and then the cat got inside, then pulled the rope in response.

Meagan did the same, and hung himself from above.

In the end, it was the turn of the sheriff to chase.

An chased down and immediately became dizzy, "Damn, how could I promise them to go down?" I'm just going to stay on it! ”

An chased and scolded a few words, then closed his eyes, grabbed the rope with both hands and began to climb down, and said in his mouth: "Don't be afraid, yes, don't be afraid!" As long as you don't look below, no problem! Oh God, bless me! ”

One minute!

Two minutes!

When An Chai finally hung down from above, it felt like half a century had passed.

It's too long, it's a torment within a torment.

"Boss, be careful, come, give me your hand, I'll help you!" Seeing Ann falling down, Migan hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Oh shit, so I can do it! Yes, not scary at all! An Chai said this, but his eyes were still closed, and he didn't dare to look down at all.

For him, the abyss lies below.

When Ann Chase also went into the office, he found Barton worrying about the safe in the corner of the office.

As the editor-in-chief of the New York Times, all valuable and secret materials are hidden inside.

"What to do? The information is inside, but we can't open it. Barton said distressedly.

An Chai smiled: "It's you who can't open it, but you don't include me." ”

"Huh?" Barton looked at Ann Chase.

An Chai smiled slightly, "Get out of the way and watch me perform." ”

Migan said next to him, "Boss, what are you going to do?" ”

An Chai squatted down with a smile, looked at the safe and said, "It looks like I'm right to come down this time, yes, God, what if you come down?" I can't open this safe. ”

As he spoke, An Chai took off a pin from his body, then gestured at the keyhole of the safe, and said, "Fortunately, this safe belongs to a very old type, and the keyhole is relatively simple......

"Uh, boss, you can open a safe?"

"Hehe, I caught a thief before, no, to be precise, a very famous prisoner, nicknamed 'Thief Saint', the best at picking locks and picking cabinets. As for me, it was interesting to see him, so I learned a few tricks along with it. As you know, as our police, many times we will encounter situations where we can't open the door, and the unique skill of unlocking is absolutely practical. ”

As he spoke, An Chai had carefully inserted the pin into the keyhole, twisting it from side to side, twisting it up and down—

Momentary –

"Found it! Damn, this spring is amazing! An Chai said with a smile on his face.

Smack!

The lock is open!

Barton couldn't help but be amazed.

Is that okay?

Migan even gave a thumbs up to An Chai and said, "Boss, I admire you so much!" ”

"Haha, that's easy to say!" An Chai looked proud. "Let's see what treasures are in this safe first!"

As he spoke, An Chai had already opened the cabinet-

The three of them looked inside together-——

"Uh, how can that be?"

Amazed!

(End of chapter)