More than a dozen Team Galactic members climbed the drainpipe along the outer wall to the museum's second floor and slipped through an open window one after another.
They first entered a sealed, dust-covered room where everything was draped in white cloth. After leaving two people behind to provide support, the remaining dozen or so opened the door from inside and filed out, moving swiftly toward their destination as though everything had been planned in advance.
It was broad daylight, after all, and their appearance naturally drew the visitors' attention.
Seeing the aggressive-looking Team Galactic members, people instinctively moved aside.
In fact, most of them had never even heard of Team Galactic, let alone knew what they had done. But seeing more than a dozen men and women in matching uniforms hurrying past with Pokémon without saying a word, they instantly realized that something bad seemed about to happen!
After the group ran past, unease spread among the visitors.
They began talking among themselves. Some shrewder visitors sensed trouble and turned to leave, avoiding getting dragged into it, while most were both puzzled and curious. They could not help heading in the direction Team Galactic had gone, wanting to see what exactly was happening.
Everywhere Team Galactic passed, they caused a stir.
However, the Team Galactic members had no intention of paying these visitors any attention. They had no choice but to storm the museum at this hour and did not want any complications. Only when they reached the museum's central area did they charge straight toward a particular display.
This display was no different from the others in the museum. Each had a perimeter cordoned off with red tape, with transparent tempered glass protecting what lay inside. The only real difference was the exhibit in each case.
The exhibit