afternoon.
a little.
National Museum In the taxi outside the compound, as soon as he got in the car, Dong Xuebin said International Airport in English. The driver didn't understand, so he made an airplane gesture with his hand. Only then did the driver understand, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the airport. Dong Xuebin was sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed and relaxing. After turning the street, he calmly put his hand into his arms and touched the Bodhisattva Statue and "Sesshu's Splashed Ink Landscape".
Ring ring ring, the phone rang. The Power of Time and Wealth 407
Dong Xuebin picked up and said, "Hello, Old Qian."
"Xuebin, is the signal there not good? I just called several times and couldn't get through." Deputy Director Sixth Division said.
"Maybe, something happened just now, um, the return ticket..."
"Director Xu has arranged it for you, but the time is too tight and I couldn't get it after two o'clock. There is a flight scheduled to leave at three o'clock five, is that okay?"
"Okay, thank you very much."
"No, haha, the procedures are all done. You can just get your documents and board the plane."
"Okay, I've caused trouble to you and Director Xu. I'll treat you to dinner when I get back."
"Haha, okay, I'll have to kill you later."
After hanging up the phone, Dong Xuebin raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. His hands were empty, and then he remembered that he and Mercedes Business had thrown the Patek Philippe into a parking lot outside Capital Airport. Because such valuables had to be declared at customs, Dong Xuebin was afraid of trouble, so he simply didn't bring it with him. Look at the time on the phone. Well, it's just past one o'clock, and it's not even half past one when we get to the airport. There's more than enough time.
Tokyo International Airport.
After paying the bill and getting out of the taxi, Dong Xuebin entered the terminal building and prepared to go through the customs clearance procedures.
Suddenly, several running figures caught Dong Xuebin's sight. They were three or five police officers in police uniforms, with guns on their waists and walkie-talkies in their hands, as if there was something urgent.
Looking around, there were obviously four or five times more people in police uniforms than what Dong Xuebin saw when he got off the plane yesterday, and many of them were not airport police. Local Police Station people seemed to make up the majority, and they all looked like they were facing a formidable enemy. Dong Xuebin frowned, walked inside and took a look at the customs security inspection. The first thing you see is more than a dozen police officers. There are several people guarding each entrance, and the security check takes a very long time. Not only do you have to go through the crawler machine, but the suitcases, clothes and body of every person leaving the country will be carefully searched.
"Hey, what is this?"
"It's a Buddha statue, what's wrong?"
"Please come here, we need to check."
"Does this still need to be checked? Why was there no problem when I came here? Can you hurry up? I'm still waiting to get on the plane."
"Sorry, please cooperate!"
The security personnel and several police officers immediately surrounded a middle-aged woman, and then started to call the superior, as if asking something. After talking for a while, a staff member ran up with a picture and handed it to the security person. The person looked at it, then looked at the Buddha statue, and then let her go. Dong Xuebin in the distance narrowed his eyes, knowing that the police had taken measures. They and National Museum couldn't find Bodhisattva Statue and "Sesshu's Splashed Ink Landscape", so they sent extra manpower to Airport Customs, fearing that their national treasures would be lost overseas! The Power of Time and Wealth 407
It was densely packed and there were too many police.
Dong Xuebin couldn't help but have a headache. This is not easy to deal with.
When he came here, he had been thinking about how to steal Bodhisattva Statue, and he never thought about other things. But now that Bodhisattva Statue has been obtained, a new question that Dong Xuebin forgot to consider has surfaced. How should he pass the customs? If you just go through the normal procedures, you will know without asking that Bodhisattva Statue and the landscape map will definitely be found out during the security check!
The hall was too eye-catching. Dong Xuebin didn't want to be noticed by the police, so he simply went into the bathroom.
After thinking about it, Dong Xuebin closed the partition door, took out "Sesshu's Splashed Ink Landscape", rerolled it, tied a rubber band, then stuffed Bodhisattva Statue into the gap between the landscape scrolls, took out an opaque cloth bag, put the things in it, and tied the bag with a fastener that was not easy to open, and then gave up. I weighed it in my hand. Apart from being a little heavy, there was nothing unusual about it. There was nothing visible from the outside.
He already has an idea!
At that time, there was no power left, so I simply turned off the phone.
One deep breath, two deep breaths, Dong Xuebin immediately gave the order——!
Time has stopped!
Dong Xuebin In order to save time, he didn't waste a moment. He unscrewed the partition door and walked out of the bathroom. The originally messy airport hall was silent at the moment. Some people kept reaching out to hand over their passports, and some kept walking in a hurry. The hall was dead silent.
Seeing this, Dong Xuebin took the cloth bag in his hand and ran directly towards the customs. There was a long queue here, with more than a dozen people in each passage. At first glance, Dong Xuebin walked around to the security checkpoint, and got in between two security personnel and three policemen. He squeezed through, dodged left and right, and passed the security check in just a few seconds. Then he strode inside and entered near a boarding gate in the terminal. He ducked and got into a bathroom diagonally opposite the 025 gate. Seeing two middle-aged people washing their hands, he entered the partition and closed the door, silently reciting contact!
Time is restored!
"Why is airport security so difficult today?"
"There seems to be a case. I wonder what they are looking for with the photos."
"I also saw it. It seems that there are photos of several cultural relics. Were they stolen?"
The two middle-aged men were chatting while washing their hands in the bathroom. After a few seconds, the two middle-aged men dried their hands and walked out.
Hearing that the bathroom was empty, Dong Xuebin exhaled and turned around to look in the small partition. There was a toilet and a place to put toilet paper, and there was nothing else. He frowned. Dong Xuebin didn't want anything to happen to him. After placing the bag on the toilet, he moved his shoulders to warm up, then locked the partition door from the inside, stepped on the toilet and jumped down from the top of the partition. He pushed the partition door again, but it couldn't be pushed. It was already locked, so that others would look like there was someone inside and would not go in.
The time is definitely determined!
Dong Xuebin pushed open the toilet door and returned the same way, passed through the security check and returned to the bathroom in the lobby, entered the partition, and then released it. Dong Xuebin had to do this. He wanted to get on the plane just like that, but without a boarding pass or a registered passport, he couldn't get on. Even if he had to force his way onto the plane, there was only an entry record but no exit record. This would inevitably arouse suspicion. He didn't want the theft of the museum to be traced to him. He was National Cadre after all.
After walking out of the toilet, Dong Xuebin went to complete the formalities. The Power of Time and Wealth 407
five minutes...
Ten minutes...
Twenty minutes...
Finally, I found Dong Xuebin at the security gate.
The security personnel and several policemen all looked at him. One person took an instrument and probed him from head to toe. The instrument did not sound, and Dong Xuebin had no luggage. There were only mobile phone wallets, passports and other items on the track. Once he passed the machine, there would be no problem. But even so, when the security personnel saw that he was from the Republic, they still touched him repeatedly, as if checking for a prisoner.
Dong Xuebin couldn't help but glared, "It's not over, is it?"
The security personnel did not "touch" any paper or other objects, so they frowned and let me go.
Putting away his passport and wallet, Dong Xuebin glanced at the police officers with guns, smiled coldly in his heart, turned around, and walked quickly to the bathroom at gate 025.
After entering, there was someone in the bathroom. Dong Xuebin pretended to wash his hands and face and waited patiently, but this was the bathroom closest to the security checkpoint, and people kept coming one after another. Dong Xuebin was tired of waiting, so he just thought about it, fixed the time, then climbed up with the partition door, jumped in, stretched out his hand to grab it, and found that the bag was still there, safe and sound, and there was no sign of the fastener on it being untied. He nodded, Dong Xuebin opened the door and walked out, standing in the toilet where he just shouted, "Unlocked!"
Time relaxes!
Everyone was in a hurry, and no one would notice that Dong Xuebin suddenly had a bag in his hand.
After walking out of the bathroom, Dong Xuebin took his boarding pass and looked at his flight and boarding gate. It was 036, then turned around and strode towards the west. The security check has been passed, and there will be no more checks later. It's just that when getting off the plane, Capital City customs has to do the same thing again to get through, but there is enough time, so don't worry about this. When we walked to gate 036, it was almost time for the plane to take off, and many people were queuing up to check in.
Dong Xuebin sat in the rest area and thought about this trip.
It's not easy, it's really not easy.
This is me. If it were anyone else, let alone National Museum's protective measures. Even if he could steal the cultural relics from the museum, even if he could escape the guards by luck, it would be difficult to take the things out of the country in the end. Customs would be a big hurdle.
Fortunately, there was no danger.
Until now, Dong Xuebin was completely relieved, knowing that the police could no longer catch him.
But... what to do with this "Sesshu's Splashed Ink Landscape"? I stole it when my mind was hot, but this thing is too hot!
Sold?
The national treasure's global recognition is obviously not as high as that of Republic Cultural Relics. Not many people recognize it, and probably no one dares to buy it.
Throw it away?
I finally stole it back, it would be a pity to throw it away.
In the end, Dong Xuebin thought in a very sinister way, Damn, I might as well donate it to the museum, Dude, you guys illegally smuggled our cultural relics and still don't want to return them, okay! Then my brother will retaliate in the same way, and he will also torture you! Thinking of this, Dong Xuebin feels very happy! ro! ~!