Chapter 390: Agent, Suspicion
Weaving between the exhibition stands in his museum, his attire, in the eyes of the tourists, actually possessed a certain artistic flair.
After all, in the eyes of Ordinary People, artists probably look this unconventional.
Among the endless stream of tourists, about five or six people who looked like tourists, although seemingly appreciating the exhibits in the hall, their eyes occasionally fell on Tivan.
On the Street not far from the Museum Entrance, a black bulletproof Commercial Vehicle was parked. Inside the modified Compartment, several Agents from *Certain Country's* MI6 were carrying out intensive surveillance and control of the Museum.
The purpose of this group of *Certain Country* Agents coming here was to secretly Arrest the Museum curator, Tivan, find the mastermind behind the Theft at the *Certain Country* Museum, and recover the Stolen Goods.
The Theft at the *Certain Country* Museum, where a third of the Collection was lost, would cause the entire *Certain Country* to lose face if the Matter spread.
Although *Certain Country* has been struggling in recent years, with the backing of its 'son', the Federation, and barely clinging to the title of the former *Certain Country* to save face, *Certain Country* maintained its last shred of dignity.
The Collection in the *Certain Country* Museum also allowed the *Certain Country* people to reminisce about their lost glory.
But if the news of the *Certain Country* Museum losing a third of its Collection spread, let alone the reaction of the domestic public, just thinking about the scene with other Countries watching the spectacle would be like trampling *Certain Country's* last bit of face underfoot.
Upon hearing about the Theft at the *Certain Country* Museum, the owner of 10 Downing Street, the Prime Minister who had always maintained the demeanor of an old gentleman in the outside world, immediately cursed angrily. He summoned the Director of Scotland Yard and the Person in Charge of MI6 to 10 Downing Street and berated them for two hours, giving them one week to recover the lost Collection, or else they would be sent to Somalia to fight pirates In the Sea.
As for the owner of Buckingham Palace, upon hearing the news, she fainted directly.
"Target sighted!"
"Monitor him first, don't act rashly. We need to find the mastermind behind him!"
Inside the Commercial Vehicle, a Suit-wearing Man with slicked-back hair, whose hair gel was so shiny that even Flies would get waxed if they landed on it, issued Orders to the Agents inside the Museum via the Communicator.
"Mr. Bond, since we've locked onto the Target, why don't we Arrest him and find the Killer who stole from the Museum!?"
A Middle-Aged Man, also wearing a Black Suit, with an Asian face and a large nose, looked at the slicked-back haired Man in confusion.
"Chen! Do you think a thief would swaggeringly display Stolen Goods in a Museum after stealing them?"
The big-nosed Man shook his head upon hearing this.
The slicked-back haired Man glanced at the big-nosed Man and continued, "I think there's only one Reason why that Egyptian Pharaoh's Golden Scepter appeared in the Museum: the Museum curator, Tivan, didn't know it was something stolen from the *Certain Country* Museum! That's why he dared to display this cultural relic!"
"So, you're saying Tivan bought this Collection without knowing its Origin?" a woman wearing a black slip dress, with short hair and an heroic aura, interjected.
"Miss Long Jiu is right. So, in this situation, we can't alert the enemy. Even if we Arrest Tivan, we can only do it secretly! We mustn't alarm those thieves!"
The slicked-back haired Man looked at the short-haired woman with praise, his Eyes full of appreciation: "Now, we will first conduct secret surveillance on him, Investigate his communications and network, and dig deep to find the person who sold him the Scepter!"
"Hmph!"
The big-nosed Man glared resentfully at the half-century-old slicked-back haired Man whose Gaze was fixed on Miss Long Jiu, feeling an urge to rush up and beat him up.
What's there to be arrogant about? HK has already returned. If it weren't for Miss Long Jiu asking for his help, he wouldn't have gotten involved in this messy Business.
The big-nosed Man was named Chan Ka Kui, a Senior Inspector in the HK Police. The Reason he was here was due to Miss Long Jiu's private Invitation.
However, compared to MI6 during the WWII Period, *Certain Country* is not only struggling as a Country now, but even this once very famous Intelligence Agency has almost become an Ornament. Apart from a half-century-old James Bond used to save face, there is almost no one available.
There was no other Method. Facing the incident of the *Certain Country* Museum Theft, the Person in Charge of MI6 could only invite people from Outside to help.
As a former British colony, *Certain Country* still had some Connections and favors within the HK Police. And as one of the Four Asian Tigers, the economic center of Asia, the HK Police also had some excellent SWAT Team members.
This Time, the HK Police not only sent a team of Flying Tigers SWAT Team members but also a famous Bawanghua Female SWAT Team.
In addition, there were several Detectives in the HK Police with extremely high case clearance rates. This was not without the intention of some High-level Staff in the HK Police wanting to show off in front of their former 'Old Boss'.
Chan Ka Kui, as the famous Supercop of the HK Police, was naturally among those invited. However, he didn't have much goodwill towards these Foreigners from *Certain Country*.
So he directly refused the Mission assigned to him by the Police Commissioner. It was only when Miss Long Jiu invited him under her private name that he went to London.
Unexpectedly, MI6's so-called major case was merely the Theft at the *Certain Country* Museum. One must know that the *Certain Country* Museum loses a few items every year. For this exhibition hall of stolen goods by a bandit, I think the vast majority of people in the World would not have a good impression.
The cunning MI6 only told the HK Police that the *Certain Country* Museum had lost some Things, but did not tell them that what was lost was a third of the entire *Certain Country* Museum's Collection.
After all, if this Information spread, the entire *Certain Country* would instantly become the laughingstock of the World.
"Officer! Situation!"
At this moment, a voice came from the communication Network from an Agent on lookout at the Street corner, "017, Report!"
"A motorcade is heading towards the Target point! Report complete!"
"Received, continue surveillance!"
The famous James Bond, MI6's top Agent 007, reached out and pressed the Commercial Vehicle's Car Window. The Glass instantly changed to a semi-transparent mode facing inwards.
The people inside the Vehicle could see the Scene Outside, but the people Outside could not see the movement inside the Vehicle.
He looked out through the Car Window. Two minutes later, a luxurious motorcade consisting of four Mercedes-Benz Cars and one Rolls-Royce arrived at the Museum Entrance.
From the several black Mercedes-Benz Cars, two well-trained professional Bodyguards wearing black clothes and wireless Earpieces got out of each Vehicle.
A Bodyguard sitting in the Front Passenger Seat of the Rolls-Royce got out of the Vehicle and immediately walked to the front of the Rolls-Royce, respectfully pulling open the Car Door.
The Car Door opened, and a Man in a White Suit, holding a silver Cane, stepped down from On the Vehicle!
"Hmm?!"
James Bond suddenly leaned back, bumping into Chan Ka Kui, who stumbled.
"What are you doing?" Chan Ka Kui asked in a low voice, covering his red nose that had been hit.
"Something's wrong, that Man seems to have seen me!" As an old Agent, James Bond's instinct was extremely sharp. Even though there was specially made one-way Glass between them, the Man's seemingly unintentional glance when he got out of the Vehicle made him confirm that they had been discovered.
"Jenny, find out the ownership of these cars. I have a feeling we might have found the right person this Time!"
James Bond looked out the window and calmly described the Rolls-Royce's license plate number to a Female Agent operating a Computer.
"Mr. Bond, no need to check, I know that person!" Miss Long Jiu's Expression was a bit strange: "That Man is Tang Song, the former President/CEO of Tang Group!"
Upon hearing Miss Long Jiu say the name Tang Group, the Compartment instantly fell silent.
"Is it the Tang Group I know? That giant company in the Energy Industry?"
James Bond, once MI6's most famous Agent, was now semi-retired, but that didn't mean he hadn't heard of the Tang Group.
This behemoth was involved not only in Energy Source, mining, Finance, and aerospace, but even in everyday necessities; the shadow of the Tang Group could be seen everywhere in daily Life.
Not to mention, seventy percent of London's Energy Source supply relied on a subsidiary Energy Company of the Tang Group. It could be said that if the Tang Group cut off the Energy Source supply to *Certain Country*, half of *Certain Country* would immediately fall into darkness.
"That's right, it's him. Although you can barely find Photos and Data/Information about this former President/CEO of the Tang Group online now, several years ago, because of an international Counterfeit Money case, our HK Police once Investigated him!"
Miss Long Jiu crossed her beautiful legs clad in black stockings, her Expression filled with a sense of the unpredictability of life: "At that Time, the Tang Group didn't have this Scale!"
"Involved in a Counterfeit Money case, it seems this former President/CEO of the Tang Group has a Criminal Record. Maybe the Theft at the *Certain Country* Museum really is related to him. Jenny, Investigate the Funds associated with this Museum and see if there's any connection with the Tang Group!"
"Officer, Investigate the Tang Group?" The Female Agent named Jenny looked surprised. "Do as I say!" James Bond said calmly: "We are not Investigating the Tang Group, just the Funds transactions of this Museum, and we accidentally involved the Tang Group! I will explain to the Director when I get back!"
"Okay, Officer, as you wish!"
Chan Ka Kui and Miss Long Jiu exchanged a Gaze. Chan Ka Kui was about to say something, but Miss Long Jiu subtly shook her head at him.
At this moment, inside the Museum, the Agents and Police Officer responsible for monitoring Tivan also noticed Tang Song entering the Museum surrounded by a group of Bodyguards. "Attention, an Important Figure has arrived from the 3 o'clock Direction!" In front of a Glass display Platform containing a Stone Mask, an Asian woman with an heroic aura no less than Miss Long Jiu's tilted her head to look at the Museum Entrance. After noticing the group of people entering, she immediately alerted her team via wireless Earpiece.
"Received. Oh, he's a handsome Chinese Man too. Officer Hu, tell me, can we flirt with handsome guys on public expense?"
"You're acting up again. Beg Officer Hu nicely, maybe she'll even reimburse your hotel room fee!"
"I think she not only wants to be reimbursed for the hotel room fee, but also wants to charge the cost of condoms to the public Account!"
"Alright, you guys stop being provocative. They're heading towards the Target. Stay Alert and be ready at any Time!"
"Received!"
"Understood!"
Tivan also saw Tang Song walking towards him. He raised his hand and greeted Tang Song with annoyance.
"Boss Tang, I didn't expect you to have Time to come here!"
Tang Song ignored the prying Gazes around him, playing with the Azure Jade Beast Head on his Cane in his hand. He came before Tivan.
"I heard you know some things, so I came to talk to you!"
The surrounding Bodyguards automatically dispersed, creating a private Space for the two to talk.
"Are you asking about the Universal Bank? I told Lane everything I know!"
"Not about the Universal Bank. I want to know about the events from three hundred million years ago, and the Origin of the Main God Barracks!"
"Main God Barracks?!" Tivan looked a bit confused: "What Things?"
"You mean that Lost Continent, Paradise Mountain? Where did you get it?" Tang Song asked.
"You mean that? That's a product from Outside the Universe... Speaking of which, it's a long story. Let's go Upstairs to talk, don't affect the exhibition of my Collection!"
"You guys stay here!" Tang Song ordered the Bodyguards. After speaking, he went Upstairs with Tivan.
Tang Song, in his White Suit, happened to walk past a Female Police Officer. His elegant and handsome appearance made the Female Police Officer lose herself for a moment. It wasn't until Tang Song's Figure disappeared into the Elevator that the Female Police Officer snapped back to reality.
"Wow, he's so handsome!"
"What's the use of being handsome? When he walked past you just now, did you put a listening device on him?"
"Madam! I forgot!"
"What else can you do besides being infatuated? Watch the front and Back door, don't lose the Target!"
"Yes, Madam!"
"You mean two unknown Existences fighting, and the aftershocks of their Strength changed the Space-Time of the entire Universe!"
On the second floor of the Museum, neither Tang Song nor Tivan paid attention to the group downstairs. Tang Song sat in the Position Lane had sat in, rubbing his Cane, listening to Tivan recount the events from three hundred million years ago.
"Those two Existences should have been mutually injured, otherwise this Lost Continent wouldn't have fallen into our Universe! And..." Tivan pondered for a moment: "I always feel that the essence of one of those Existences' Strength is very similar to Yahweh, oh, that's the God in your World!"
"If it weren't for my Fear of that unknown Existence, I would have completed this Lost Continent long ago!"
If one of the parties fighting back then was indeed the Existence who created the Main God Space, then the other party, the Existence whose Strength essence is similar to Yahweh, seems to be the Supreme God of the DC Universe! Tang Song silently reviewed the three hundred million year old Combat described by Tivan in his mind, and quickly had some Thoughts.
"Boss Tang, how about we discuss it? How about you return my Collection to me? I'll give you the Shares of the Universal Bank I have..."
Seeing Tang Song lost in thought, Tivan had an idea about his Collection. That was his Collection accumulated bit by bit over billions of years of hard work. If they were all displayed in this Museum, the grand occasion of being praised... just thinking about it was wonderful! "You still have the nerve to ask for your Collection? Do you know how much Trouble you've caused me?!" Tang Song glared at Tivan.
"Trouble?" Tivan was a bit confused.
"Do you know that you've been Targeted by the Police? Now your Museum is full of MI6 Agents and Police Officer. Displaying stolen goods, what were you thinking?"
"Ah? Me?" Tivan was a bit bewildered by what Tang Song said, and he couldn't resist the Buddhist Head-Hitting Shout Technique that Tang used while speaking.
Tivan felt that something was wrong, but his mind was blank for a moment. "If Lane hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known you caused such a big disaster. I've already settled the issue. I've had a group of experts in antique replicas find and are rushing to produce a batch of Replicas. We'll use those to gloss over this Matter! But the cost will be borne by you..."
"What's the Account password for the Universal Bank?"
Tivan, in a daze, handed the Account password to Tang Song.
Tang Song got up and left, not forgetting to warn him before leaving:
"Be smarter when you do Things in the future. I'll help you this Time, but I won't bother next Time. If you get locked up in Prison, I'll find someone to arrange a better-treated Prison for you!"
Tivan followed Behind Tang Song, nodding repeatedly, and watched him walk into the Elevator.
It wasn't until Tang Song's Figure left the Museum Gate that Tivan fully woke up. His Complexion turned pale as he realized what had happened.
"Police, Human World Police, would I be afraid of them? Prison, what Prison on Earth can trap me? Tang, aren't you bullying an honest person? At least give me back one piece of Collection!"
The exasperated Tivan roared.
Just then, in front of Tivan, a Spatial Channel flashing with Spark appeared, and a golden retriever Big Dog wearing a spacesuit ran out of the Passage.
"Here, the one piece of Collection you wanted!" Tang Song's Voice came from the other side of the Spatial Channel.
Tivan squatted down, stroked the dog that looked quite familiar, and looked up at the Spatial Channel: "How about a deal? How about you give me back ten more pieces, no, a hundred..."
Rip—
The Space Gate rapidly Shrinking, leaving only a puff of Spark that dissipated in front of Tivan.
"That's my Things. The Subordinate is shameless, and the Boss is also playing rogue. You're bullying honest people..."
"Achoo!"
On Fallen Star, Lane suddenly rubbed his nose. Kane looked at him in surprise: "Are you... not acclimatized? Do you want me to find you a spacesuit!"
It was no wonder Kane was confused. With their Cultivation Base, they could survive even in the harsh Environment of Outer Space. They shouldn't be this fragile.
Lane shook his head: "Someone must be talking about me behind my back!"
Kane inexplicably thought of Tivan's resentful face. He shook his head, quickly throwing Tivan to the back of his mind. The Trouble caused by the Boss should be solved by himself!
Lane, who had come back to his senses, looked at the Soldiers marching out of the Transport Ship in formation. Lane said approvingly to Lucien beside him: "These people you selected look pretty good!"
In fact, Black Bolt's Eyes were not mistaken. These burly men carrying Cold Weapons that made people laugh were actually Ghost Wolf Soldiers carefully selected by Lucien.
As the Vice Speaker (Dark Council) of the Dark Council, the Supervisor of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s action department, and the Vice President/CEO of Tang Group's subsidiary Security and Defense Company, Lucien could be said to be a truly Important Figure who wields immense power in the Supernatural World.
If he were seen as a Villain in certain television series, Film, or novels, then this Wolf King, who leads over twenty Werewolf Tribes on Earth, whose Influence spans both the legal and illegal worlds, and whose Werewolf Tribe spans the American Continent, the European Continent, and Russia's Territory across Europe and Asia, is a veritable Big Boss.
He is the type of gatekeeper Villain who would only appear after at least three Superhero films.
These thousands of Werewolf Soldiers are warriors selected by Lucien from over twenty Werewolf Tribes across the entire Earth.
These Werewolf who have been injected with Perfect Blood possess Strength and endurance far exceeding Ordinary Person. Naturally, their Equipment is not as simple as it looks.
These Cold Weapons, crafted by Dwarf Heavenly Soldier from Heavenly Soldier Valley, are no weaker than some High-Tech Weapon, Shock-Blocking Dagger, or Energy Weapon. Many Weapons also come with Magic Attribute.
Even the seemingly simple leather Armor they wear is a Venom Symbiote Suit that can freely change form and enhance their Strength.
(end of chapter)