Chapter 431 Experimental Data

"Where will the collection be?" Nolan walked forward with difficulty against the flow of people.

"This is a five-story yacht. The bottom floor is the staff area, activity area, and instrument hall; the second floor is the third-class guest room and lounge; the third floor is the second-class guest room and lounge; the fourth floor is the first-class guest room and lounge. What about the fifth floor?"

As they talked, the two came to the fifth floor.

Standing at the corner of the stairs, carefully hiding their bodies, the two looked at the corridor.

There are not many rooms on this floor. One of them is particularly large, occupying about half of the area.

At the door of the room, two people stood on the left and right with guns.

There are two people walking back and forth in the corridor, with vigilant eyes and patrolling seriously.

It seems that this is the room.

No matter what happened downstairs, these four people were unmoved, did not whisper to each other, and did not even make eye contact.

Jiang Qilan subconsciously touched his backpack, and touched it, but it was empty.

But the bag was left in their room.

He originally wanted to use the tear gas in the bag.

What to do? Jiang Qilan frowned.

He wanted to see what the auction would sell.

It was so grand, were they really unique pieces, or were there some unimaginable weapons of mass destruction, or was it just a trick...

Just as he was thinking, Nolan patted Jiang Qilan on the shoulder.

Jiang Qilan looked at him.

He blinked at Jiang Qilan and mouthed: Look at me.

Nolan had a mask in his hand.

It might have been taken off someone's face when the crowd was crowded just now.

He took off the mask on his face, put it in his chest, and then put this mask on his face.

After putting on the mask, Nolan reached out from his trouser pocket and took out a golden object - it was the fatal Masonic badge.

He pinned the badge on his chest.

Jiang Qilan realized what he had done -

However, he didn't have time to stop him, Nolan had already walked out of the corner.

He walked towards the collection room with a swagger.

Nolan felt like he was like the first time he became a member of the H Rangers and received his first mission: excited, excited, nervous.

That's right!

The H Rangers is to complete tasks that others think are impossible to complete and to take paths that others dare not take.

He had a guess about the power behind this badge.

The useless yellow-haired man said to the Japanese woman: He wants to execute her.

But the Japanese woman said: You have lost the power to execute.

The Japanese woman is not an ordinary person!

It's not that you can kill or execute anyone you want.

But neither of them thought there was anything special about this matter.

——He wore the badge just to try and see if this badge would play the role he imagined.

The four people guarding the collection room looked at Nolan with vigilance.

Nolan walked in the standard square steps of a big boss, neither fast nor slow.

The four guards saw the badge on his chest.

They showed surprised expressions. (Only guests are eligible to wear masks)

"You four, stand facing the wall." Nolan said.

Jiang Qilan had already pulled out his gun, and quietly opened the safety bolt with his palm on the gun body, aiming at the caretakers.

As long as the situation is not right, he will shoot.

But!

The four caretakers, without a word of nonsense, turned around neatly, faced the wall with a plop, and knelt down with their backs to the door of the collection!

! ! !

So obedient!

"Key." Nolan said.

The two caretakers immediately took off a large bronze key from their belts, raised the key above their heads without looking back.

Nolan took the key, and finally took out the gun from his pocket and pointed it at the back of one of them.

He hesitated for a long time.

He finally failed to press the trigger.

Nolan has killed many people in his life.

Everyone is a vicious bastard.

But facing these unarmed and defenseless people, he really couldn't do it.

So, he pointed the butt of his gun directly at the back of a man's neck and hit him hard.

The man fell limply.

The other three people did not react at all.

They were not afraid.

Nolan knocked down the other three one by one.

"Quick!" Nolan shouted to the corner.

Jiang Qilan came out, glanced at the four collapsed people on the ground, and then looked at the badge on Nolan's chest.

Nolan handed Jiang Qilan a key.

The door had two locks, one on the top and one on the bottom.

"We each have one and turn it at the same time." Nolan said.

The two of them hurried and stopped talking nonsense.

Someone might come at any time.

The two turned the keyhole and opened the door of the collection room.

The room was very clean, even with the cleanliness and rules of a scientific laboratory. There were rows of multi-compartment cabinets with glass dust covers, some large and some small. Some large auction items were placed in floor-to-ceiling display cabinets.

At a glance, you can see that the collections in the room are divided by type.

Paintings and calligraphy, jewelry and treasures, video equipment... Wait, video equipment!

The video tape he was looking for was in the video equipment!

Nolan went straight to his goal.

Jiang Qilan took a rough look at the rows in order.

Nolan quickly found his goal. He put on gloves, took out the video tape, and put it in the plastic bag he carried with him.

"Mr. L, we should go." Nolan packed his things and turned back to call Jiang Qilan.

The noise outside was much quieter, and the riot was probably about to subside.

They had to leave now.

Jiang Qilan did not respond.

Nolan was a little curious, and walked quickly past the shelves. In front of a row of shelves, he saw Jiang Qilan.

"What's wrong?" Nolan approached.

Jiang Qilan had a fierce expression, staring at a pile of documents.

Nolan leaned over to read the exhibition explanation.

He struggled to recognize the Japanese characters on the explanation:

"X31 troops... live dissection... germ experiment... precious experimental data (partial, missing)"