These Japanese are really dedicated, and judging from this posture, it seems that after more than an hour of rest, these guys are full of electricity again, each with fierce spirit and amazing efficiency.

Perhaps it is because there are many people participating in the transport together this time, and the transport efficiency is very fast. When Jin Muchen came underground again, these people had already transported most of the items. The remaining antiques, artworks, etc. were probably going to be transported in one or two hours.

Although Jin Muchen wanted to find a place to be lazy and go to sleep, after thinking about it, he still did not choose to leave in the end, but followed quietly in front of the young man and Abe Masakura.

Because these two guys happened to have a delivery list, the young man was holding this list, confirming the antiques and artworks transported from the truck one by one, so after reading this list, after they all left, Jin Muchen knew how to start.

Otherwise, this would be more than 10,000 works of art. Even if he was given time, he would have to choose three or five days before he could read all of these more than 10,000 works of art.

In that case, it would be a waste of time, and he would not be able to take away all of these more than 10,000 works of art. After all, a large part of these antiques and artworks are not particularly valuable things.

Although he had filled his stomach, he had not slept well for more than twenty hours after all. At this time, he was quite tired, but he was still strong and stood behind the little white face and Masakura Abe, quietly looking at the list.

But soon he gained something from this list, and this discovery made him feel energetic. His eyelids, which were originally sleepy and could not open, were not tired at this time, his eyes were wide open, and his heart was getting faster and faster. His whole body became energetic, and his fatigue was swept away.

At this time, the only idea in his mind was to hope that these guys would finish moving and get out so that he could have time to attack these good things.

After waiting for more than two hours, all the artworks transported from Fukuoka were finally moved, and the meticulous little face also checked the list in his hand.

Seeing that the little white face finally checked, Abe Masakuan, who was standing next to him, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Tianjing, you see that everything has been handed over. Can we withdraw?"

Abe Masahiro asked the little face with a smile. He and his men slept from Fukuoka until midnight, woke up by the earthquake, and then rushed to the Fukuoka Art Museum, and then went to the Kyushu National Museum to move things.

After that, I brought these works of art all the way from Kyushu to Tokyo, and I never met the eye all the way. Moreover, because I was afraid of meeting robbers on the way, they were nervous all the way.

I originally thought that even if I had delivered the things to this art museum, everyone could go home, but who was so stupid that I was forced to stay and handed over with this little white-faced Tianjing.

Now that the handover has been completed, everyone can finally leave, right?

It would be meaningless to continue to waste here. It would be better for everyone to go home, have a good night's sleep, have a good meal, and then go to work at the Metropolitan Police Department.

Abe Masakuan thought it was pretty good, but as soon as he spoke, he was coldly rejected by the little white-faced Takai: "I'm sorry, Abe, you can't leave for a while."

"Hmm? Why?"

Abe Masakuan and his men all changed their faces. They had not slept for a day and a night, had never taken a shower, and had not even eaten well. At this time, what they wanted most was to go home and have a good sleep, but why didn't Tianjing let everyone go?

"Actually, this is the case. I believe you know what happened at the Tokyo National Museum a few days ago."

Abe Masakuan and the others nodded. They not only knew about that, but even suffered a big fall because they wanted to solve this case.

"Just yesterday morning, we received some tips saying that we had found a group of suspects. We had just logged in Tokyo and now live in Shinjuku. According to my friends who provided the news, these people should be likely to take action against the National Art Museum recently. I notified the Metropolitan Police yesterday, but they didn't seem to believe the news, so they didn't arrange too many people directly at the Museum. After all, the entire Tokyo is too big, and now an earthquake has occurred in Kyushu. Now most of the attention of the Metropolitan Police has been attracted by Kyushu.

I went there, so the defense of our art museum is relatively empty. Our security guards are not large, and you also know that these security guards usually maintain the order of tourists' visits and help clean up some hygiene, but if they are really asked to do safety protection, they will be a little insufficient. So last night, I had already applied to the police department, hoping that you can stay in our art museum in the past few days, and the police department agreed. What? Haven't they notified you yet? If you don't believe it, you might as well call the police department and confirm it again."

This little white-faced Takairori talked a lot, and the more Masakura Abe and his men listened, the more black lines there were on their heads.

Damn, what's the matter? You guys are you just afraid of safety issues in your art gallery?

Although Tianjing was very knowledgeable, Abe Masakuan and others didn't believe it at all. In their opinion, Tianjing's words could be translated like this.

In fact, this guy was scared when he saw theft at the National Museum in Tokyo, so he sent an invitation to the Police Department, hoping that the Police Department would send a few police officers to help ensure the safety of the museum.

But the Metropolitan Police Department believes in their situation. Although the National Western Art Museum is indeed very influential in Tokyo, the Metropolitan Police Department is not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others.

If the police are really sent to the National Western Art Museum this time as required by the National Western Art Museum, then next time, if anyone discovers any suspicious phenomena, will they all send police to monitor them for twenty-four hours?

What's more, an earthquake had just happened in Kyushu. Now is the time when the Police Department is convenient for reshaping their image in the hearts of the people. At this time, they actively transported the police to the Kyushu area to maintain public order and disaster relief. How could they waste the police force on the person in charge of the National Western Art Museum and those illusory tips?

Later, the Metropolitan Police Department might have been really annoyed by this Tianjing. I happened to think that Abe Masakuan and others had just escorted a batch of antiques and came back from the Kyushu area?

Just now, Masakuan Abe made another mistake. Even if he could save his position this time, there would definitely be no good development. So the group of people came up with such a good idea to use waste and threw Abe Masakuan and others over to Tianjing. Of course, Tianjing was unpredictable and accepted it all.

When Abe Masakuan and the others thought about this, they couldn't help but feel even more discouraged. They originally thought that safely escorting these artworks and antiques in Kyushu to Tokyo would be a great achievement, and at least they could save some of their lost faces.

But unexpectedly, the superiors didn't take their own people seriously at all. Their attitude towards their own industry was just waste utilization, which made everyone feel uncomfortable.

Especially Masakuan Abe felt even more uncomfortable at this time. You should know that the main problem facing the Metropolitan Police Department is to go to Kyushu for rescue and disaster relief. Almost all those involved in the disaster relief can show their faces, and they will be rewarded in the future. However, at such a critical moment, I and my brothers were not arranged to show their faces in rescue and disaster relief, but were thrown here to look at the art gallery, which already shows the attitude of the above facing them.

When he thought about his efforts, all of them were wasted, the sadder and annoyed he became.

His men, of course, understood what the above-mentioned arrangements meant, and they couldn't help but get angry.

"Mr. Tianjing, where did your online report come from? Is it accurate? If nothing happens, you are wasting police force if you do this."

"About the source of the information, I can guarantee you that although I cannot reveal who gave me the tip, this news is definitely accurate. In recent days, a group of illegal people have indeed landed in Tokyo. Now they are hiding in Shinjuku District and ready to attack us at any time. This is what I can be sure of."

"How did you know they would attack you? What are you doing so mysteriously at this time? You might as well tell everyone clearly who these people are?"

Abe Masahiro's subordinate Hasegawa asked impatiently, his tone was not very friendly, but his tone suddenly angered Takai.

"It seems that the police officers are not very happy that I have forced you to stay. In this way, go out along this side and go upwards to the ground, where can you go directly to the ground. If you don't want to stay, you can walk away directly from there. I will never stop you, but the consequences are that you need to explain to your superiors in person."
Chapter completed!