Kaito Kid Returns to Action

The plane landed at Beijing Capital Airport. Jiang Hao walked out of the passageway carrying a small bag and put on his sunglasses. He was Chinese to begin with, so he did not stand out here at all.

He hailed a taxi and got in. The driver asked, "Where to?"

"Into the city. Find somewhere I can rent a vehicle," Jiang Hao said.

"Renting a vehicle? There are plenty of places. Asian Games Village, Chengqiao, Wuli Bridge—where do you want to go?" The taxi driver started the car, but his mouth never stopped moving.

"Anywhere. As long as I can rent a van," Jiang Hao said.

"That's an easy request. All right, I'll take you somewhere," the driver said enthusiastically.

The taxi entered the city and stopped at the Asian Games Village Auto City. After thanking the driver, Jiang Hao went inside. More than half an hour later, he drove out in a rented Wuling minivan.

He drove the minivan to a parking lot not far from the Palace Museum, left it there, locked the doors, and walked away.

"Ring, ring, ring~"

The emergency hotline in Xicheng District rang. The dispatcher answered, and a man said, "I'm reporting something. I found a van parked outside the Palace Museum. Its license plate is XXXXXXX, and it's carrying a lot of cultural relics. Please send someone to check it out."

"Hello, please leave your name."

Click.

The call disconnected.

The dispatcher immediately relayed the report to a patrol car on the streets. The police arrived quickly and found that the van was indeed loaded with many objects that appeared to be cultural relics.

The officers checked the license plate and immediately pulled up the records. They learned that it belonged to a rental company. When they contacted the company, they were told