"Boss, I ask for your assistance."

James took out a satellite phone, looked at the slightest, and dialed a number that he rarely called but remembered in his chest.

That was his boss, and also a famous chaebol in Country M, who could reach the sky with his hands.

James respectfully told his boss what happened at the base and asked his boss to dispatch his superpower squad to guard the base, capture or kill the "Ship Space Corps."

The boss didn't say much, he had his own considerations.

But in the end, James still got two powerful psychics, and appeared beside him in less than an hour.

"Hmph! If you dare to come, if you come again, I will catch you and kill you!"

James' eyes were covered in blood, and he stared at the frozen picture on the screen, roaring wildly.

"Well~~The amount of high-release crystal gas in Level III is enough, what is the next material?"

Zhou Zhou pondered the material list, started the time-lapse transmission, and went to another coordinate.

It's so straightforward, fresh and refined.

Like a white lotus.

James was waiting for the "Ship Space Corps" to come again to cause trouble, and Zhou Zhou had already gone to another place to harm.

Strange minerals displayed in the Capital Museum of Country A, extinct plant specimens stored in a biology institute in Country G, and some alloy secretly developed by the Soviet Military Academy...

Finally, there are crystal skulls collected in the British Empire Museum.

Many people think it is a fake, because there are extremely fine rotational scratches near the eye sockets, teeth and skulls of the crystal skull. This cutting and grinding technology originates from a jewelry processing equipment called a "rotating wheel".

In addition, many "experts" later came forward and said that after their identification, they concluded that the crystal skull was a copy of the Great Distance Period.

Moreover, the owner of the crystal skull changed his offer repeatedly and constantly corrected the excavation time of the crystal skull, which made people from outside more suspicious.

At this point, the crystal skulls have changed from Mayan sacred objects to exquisite handicrafts, collected in the British Empire Museum, and displayed for the public to watch all day long.

In the dark corner of the Empire Museum, there are many fully armed policemen, holding sticks and guns, and paying full attention to the huge bulletproof glass cabinet in the hall, displaying twelve crystal skulls.

"Mohanton, will that arrogant criminal really appear tonight and steal the crystal skull?"

"I don't know either, but according to the previous style of the thief Edward, he would show up on time."

Two policemen whispered in a huge storage cabinet.

"This is Edward's sixth move. If he can't catch him again, our Scotland Yard will be discredited."

Handsome young policeman with light blonde hair chattering and complaining in his colleague's ears.

"I doubt Edward may be those damn heretics. How could he deal with just a few guns?"

Another brown-haired police officer leaned against the inner wall of the cabinet, keeping his limbs in a comfortable position so that he won't feel numb for a long time and maintain a state of explosion at any time.

Mohanton's face was handsome, with clear lines and bright eyes, with a hint of helplessness on his face, and he spoke, "Boro, if you can keep me quiet for an hour, your breakfast will be settled."

"Okay, for breakfast." Boro chose to shut up.

After a while, the Minister of Special Operations, who was in charge of the explosion-proof vehicle outside the museum, issued an order.

"Everyone is careful. It's 5:30 now. Edward will appear at any time, lift the lurking and turn to a state of alert. Without my instructions, no one is allowed to move around. Little Eagle No. 1, 2 and 3 are responsible for the on-site command. Whenever there is any movement, suppress it on the spot. Finally, keep the channel clean and over."

As soon as he finished speaking, the movement appeared, and it was a very slap in the face.

The Little Eagle No. 1, 2, and 3, who were trusted by the superiors, suddenly came out of his hidden location, took out a smoke bomb that should never be matched, pulled out the fuse, and threw it directly to the counter where the crystal skull was placed.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Three extremely rich smoke instantly covered most of the exhibition hall.

The other policemen were stunned.

Then there was another loud "bang bang!" and the glass explosion sounded. It was obvious that the bulletproof glass display cabinet that cared for the crystal skull had been blown up.

At this time, as long as you are not a fool, you must understand some desperate tragedy.

Their first reaction was - damn, these three grass goods were dropped!

The second reaction was - paralyzed, Edward is here!

“WTF!”

"Request support! Request support!"

"The Eagle was instigated and asked for instructions."

"Edward is here, block the import and export."

"Go and catch the traitor first."

"Don't shoot, I'm my own."

At this time, the channel that was still in trouble was clean, and the policemen lying in the exhibition hall rushed out one after another, and they were screaming in the communication channel, all in a mess.

"Boro, follow me!"

Mohanton and Boro also rushed out of the storage cabinet. They were agile and their eyes were sharp, as if they could penetrate the fog and see the truth clearly.

The two of them exceeded several chaotic colleagues one after another and rushed directly to the display cabinet carrying the crystal skull.

Mohanton's idea is very simple. Edward is a thief. What he wants is a crystal skull. If he guards the crystal skull, what if there is an insider or a bag is lost!

Without thinking, Mohanton's approach hits the point.

There are triggers under the tray of the crystal skull, and an alarm will be issued once it is picked up.

When Mohanton arrived at the counter, the trigger was still sleeping. Through the fog, he vaguely saw a big hole in the display cabinet glass, which was almost the size of a computer screen, and was covered with cracks, densely crawling throughout the glass.

He also saw the outline of the crystal skull and counted it, twelve, and fortunately, there were quite a few.

"Boro, stay here with me. Don't let anyone go. As long as we receive reinforcements, we will win."

Mohanton turned his head, turned his back to the counter, and sternly reminded his companions.

"I...I know."

Boro gasped and replied.

"If anyone dares to come, I will beat him."

"Yes, just beat him up." Mohanton pursed his lips slightly, and a relaxed smile appeared.

In the darkness, a hand suddenly reached into the glass hole.

But he did not touch the cold crystal skull, but a warm palm.

"Boro, I'm not a gay man, you should know."

Morhanton's voice sounded again, but this time it was not relaxed and natural, but a little more stern and serious.

"Edward, can you tell me what floor you put Boro into the bathroom? At least it's much more convenient to find people."

"How do you see that I'm not Boro?"

"Boro" was caught and showed up, but he did not panic, but instead took back his hands, wrapped his arms around his chest, and looked at Mohanton with interest.

"You are a heretic, a heretic with the ability to transform, and can become anyone you contact, so that you can prove the puzzles that are unpredictable in the first five cases."

Mohanton moved his footsteps, blocking the glass hole, staring at Edward, who was deformed in "Boro".

"You are very smart and you can imitate any details, including Boro's personality, accent, physical strength, and love for breakfast. But there is one thing you can't find out, that is, Boro has a minor problem of blinding roadblocks. It is easy to lose himself in the smoke bomb, but you keep up."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Officer Mohanton, your wonderful performance surprised me. Since you know I am a heretic, you should also understand that the physique of heretics is five times that of ordinary people. No matter how powerful you are, you can't stop me."

‘Boro’, no, it should be Edward applauding and threatening.

"Get out of the way, I don't want to hurt you, I'm a thief, not a robber."

Mohanton did not get out of the way, but continued, "Edward, there is one more thing you can't find."

"What?" Edward suddenly felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

"That is - I am God's favor!"

Mohanton suddenly burst out with a powerful aura, like a loyal and brave knight, making Edward, a thief, feel very depressed.

"FK! You are also heretic."

Mohanton said in a deep voice: "No, I am the favor of God. I believe in the king of Pandragon who has been passed down for 1,900 years. I am a knight!"

"Hello, Knight, goodbye Knight."

Just as Edward was thinking about the retreat, a voice sounded faintly, broken English, relaxed tone, and that irresistible palm.

Cut Mohanton's neck directly!

Who are you and why can you break my faith defense in one go!

Mohanton fainted in his head with deep doubts.

What the hell?

Edward's chin almost fell to the ground when he witnessed this scene.

Zhou Zhou didn't care about that much. Although he was a little surprised when the teleportation came, he had only one goal, which was the crystal skull in the display cabinet.

"I got the last piece of material and the work was done."
Chapter completed!