After their shock subsided, everyone at the patrol station continued watching the Delivery Person.
The Delivery Person only grew bolder.
He repeatedly committed crimes overseas.
All kinds of strange rumors began spreading across the internet.
"Shocking! A phantom thief even the greatest detectives cannot see through!"
"The Golden Thief comes without a trace and leaves without a shadow, giving every detective a headache!"
"How did he leave? Was he human or a ghost?"
"We want to know—just who is he?"
Naturally, the Delivery Person also went online, and he was immensely pleased with himself.
"Hahaha, this is exactly what I want to see: you know something is wrong, but you just can't figure it out!"
"I love watching you rack your brains without finding an answer!"
"Hahaha, you idiots! How could you possibly understand the power of a Golden Finger?"
He was already tired of stealing gold.
Next time, he decided he would steal antiques instead.
He would steal back all the antiques that had previously been lost overseas.
So he immediately put his plan into action.
First, he disguised himself as an ordinary tourist.
But this time, he failed.
After successfully taking a large, precious piece of Bronze Ware, he triggered an alarm while trying to leave.
He wanted to repeat his old trick and escape through a restroom door he had marked in advance, but he had not expected that Robot Guards had been temporarily stationed outside that restroom door at night.
Yes, more robots had been added here.
The museum owner had not trusted ordinary security guards, so he had spent a fortune buying robots.
They had only been activated tonight.
This was an accident within an accident.
When doing bad things, encountering unforeseen circumstances was only normal.
Of course, the robots had very limited behavioral patterns.