afternoon.
a little.
In a taxi outside the National Museum compound, as soon as he got in the car, Dong Xuebin said something about "International Airport" in English. The driver didn't understand, so he made an airplane gesture with his hand. Only then did the driver understand, stepped on the accelerator and headed towards the taxi. Driving to the airport. Dong Xuebin sat in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest. After turning the street, he calmly put his hand into his arms and touched the Bodhisattva statue and the "Snow Boat Splash Ink Landscape".
Ring ring ring, the phone rang.
Dong Xuebin picked up and said: "Hey, old money."
"Xuebin, the signal there is not good, right? I just called several times but still can't get through." said the deputy director of the Sixth Division.
"Maybe, something happened just now, um, the return ticket..."
"Director Xu has arranged it for you, but the time is too tight and I didn't get it after two o'clock. There is a flight scheduled to leave at three o'clock five, is that okay?"
"Okay, thank you very much."
"No, haha, the procedures are all done. You can just get your documents and board the plane."
"Okay, I've caused trouble to you and Director Xu. I'll treat you to dinner when I get back."
"Haha, okay, I'll have to kill you later."
After hanging up the phone, Dong Xuebin raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. His hands were empty, and then he remembered that he and Mercedes-Benz had thrown the Patek Philippe into a parking lot outside the Capital Airport, because such valuables had to be declared to customs. Yes, Dong Xuebin was afraid of trouble, so he simply didn’t bring it. Look at the time on the phone. Well, it's just past one o'clock, and it's not even half past one when we get to the airport. There's more than enough time.
Tokyo International Airport.
After paying the bill and getting out of the taxi, Dong Xuebin entered the terminal building and prepared to go through customs clearance procedures.
Suddenly, several running figures caught Dong Xuebin's sight. They were three or five police officers in police uniforms, with guns on their waists and walkie-talkies in their hands, as if there was something urgent.
Looking around again, there were obviously four or five times more people in police uniforms than what Dong Xuebin saw when he got off the plane yesterday, and many of them were not airport police. People from the local police station seemed to make up the majority. Everyone looked like they were facing a formidable enemy. Dong Xuebin frowned, walked inside and took a look at the customs security inspection. There are more than a dozen police officers at the sight, and there are several people guarding each entrance. The security check takes a very long time. Not only do you have to go through the crawler machine, but the suitcases, clothes and body of every exiting person will be carefully checked. Check it out.
"Hey, what is this?"
"It's a Buddha statue, what's wrong?"
"Please come here, we need to check."
"Does this still need to be checked? Why was there no problem when I came here? Can you hurry up? I'm still waiting to get on the plane."
"Sorry, please cooperate!"
The security staff and several police officers immediately surrounded a middle-aged woman, and then started to call the police, as if she was asking something. After talking for a while, a staff member ran up with a picture and handed it to the security check The man looked at it, then looked at the Buddha statue, and then let him go. Dong Xuebin in the distance narrowed his eyes and knew that the police had taken measures. They and the National Museum failed to find the Bodhisattva statue and the "Sesshu Splash-ink Landscape Painting", so they sent extra personnel to the airport customs, fearing that their national treasures would be lost overseas!
It was densely packed and there were too many police.
Dong Xuebin couldn't help but have a headache. This is not easy to deal with.
When he came here, he had been thinking about how to steal the Bodhisattva statue, and he had not considered other things. But now that he has also obtained the Bodhisattva statue, a new problem that Dong Xuebin forgot to consider has surfaced. This is the customs. How to live? If you just go through the normal procedures, you will know without asking that the Bodhisattva statue and landscape painting will definitely be found during the security inspection!
The hall was so eye-catching that Dong Xuebin didn't want to be noticed by the police, so he simply went into the bathroom.
After thinking about it, Dong Xuebin closed the partition door, took out the "Snow Boat Splash Ink Landscape", rerolled it, tied a rubber band, then stuffed the Bodhisattva statue into the gap between the landscape scrolls, and took out an opaque cloth. Bag, put the things in it, and then tied the bag with a fastener that was not easy to open, and then gave up. I weighed it in my hand. Apart from being a little heavy, there was nothing unusual about it. There was nothing visible from the outside.
!
He already has an idea!
I looked at the time on my phone and saw that there was no battery left, so I simply turned it off.
Taking one deep breath, two deep breaths, Dong Xuebin immediately gave the order!
Time has stopped!
In order to save time, Dong Xuebin didn't waste a moment. He unscrewed the partition door and walked out of the bathroom. The originally messy airport hall was quiet at the moment. Some people kept reaching out to hand over their passports, and some kept walking on their way. posture, the hall was dead silent.
Seeing this, Dong Xuebin took the cloth bag in his hand and ran directly to the customs. There was a long queue here, with more than a dozen people in each passage. At first glance, Dong Xuebin went around to the security checkpoint. , squeezed through the gap between two security personnel and three policemen, dodged left and right, passed the security check in just a few seconds, then strode inside and entered a check-in area in the terminal building. Near the plane gate, he ducked into a bathroom diagonally across from Gate 025. Seeing two middle-aged people washing their hands, he entered the partition and closed the door, silently reciting contact!
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…
Time is restored!
"Why is airport security so difficult today?"
"There seems to be a case. I wonder what they are looking for with the photos."
"I also saw it. It seems that there are photos of several cultural relics. Were they stolen?"
The two middle-aged men were chatting while washing their hands in the bathroom. After a few seconds, the two middle-aged men dried their hands and walked out.
Hearing that the bathroom was empty, Dong Xuebin exhaled and turned around to look in the small partition. There was a toilet and a place to put toilet paper. There was nothing else. His eyebrows wrinkled. Dong Xuebin didn't want anything to happen. Unexpectedly, after placing the bag on the toilet, he moved his shoulders to warm up, then locked the partition door from the inside, stepped on the toilet, jumped down from the top of the partition, and then pushed the partition door. , cannot be pushed, and has been locked, so that others will not be able to go in even if there is someone inside.
!
!
The time is definitely determined!
Dong Xuebin pushed open the toilet door and returned the same way, passed through the security check and returned to the bathroom in the hall, entered the partition, and then released it. Dong Xuebin had to do this. He wanted to get on the plane just like that, but without a boarding pass or registered passport, he couldn't get on. Even if he forced himself onto the plane, there would only be an entry record but no exit record. It will inevitably arouse suspicion. He doesn't want the theft of the museum to be traced to him. He is also a state cadre after all.
After walking out of the toilet, Dong Xuebin went to go through the formalities.
five minutes…
ten minutes…
twenty minutes…
Dong Xuebin was finally reached at the security gate.
The security personnel and several policemen all looked at him. One person took an instrument and probed him from head to toe. The instrument did not sound. Dong Xuebin had no luggage. He only had a mobile phone, wallet, passport and other items on the track. Of course there will be no problem if it passes through the machine. But even so, when the security personnel saw that he was from the Republic, they touched him repeatedly, as if checking for a prisoner.
Dong Xuebin couldn't help but glared, "It's not over, is it?"
The security personnel did not touch the paper or other objects, frowned, and let me go.
Putting away his passport and wallet, Dong Xuebin glanced at the police officers with guns, smiled coldly in his heart, turned around, and hurried straight to the bathroom at Gate 025.
After entering, there was someone in the bathroom. Dong Xuebin pretended to wash his hands and face and waited patiently, but this was the bathroom closest to the security checkpoint, and people kept coming one after another. Dong Xuebin was tired of waiting, so he thought about it, fixed the time, and then climbed up with the partition door, jumped in, stretched out his hand to grab it, and found that the bag was still there, safe and sound, and there was no sign that the fasteners on it had been untied. , nodded, Dong Xuebin opened the door and walked out, standing in the toilet where he just shouted, "Relieved!"
…
Time relaxes!
Everyone was in a hurry, and no one noticed that Dong Xuebin suddenly had a bag in his hand.
After walking out of the bathroom, Dong Xuebin took his boarding pass and looked at his flight and boarding gate. It was 036, then turned around and strode towards the west. The security check has been passed, and there won't be any more checks later. It's just that when you get off the plane, the Beijing Customs will have to do the same trick before you can get through. But you have enough time, so you don't have to worry about this. When we walked to gate 036, it was almost time for the plane to take off, and many people were queuing up to check in.
Dong Xuebin sat in the rest area and thought about this trip.
It's not easy, it's really not easy.
This is me. If it were anyone else, let alone the strict protection measures of the National Museum, even if the cultural relics could be stolen from the museum, even if they could escape from the guards by luck, it would be difficult to take the things out of the country in the end. Customs is a big hurdle.
Fortunately, there was no danger.
Until now, Dong Xuebin was completely relieved, knowing that the police could no longer catch him.
But... what to do with this "Sesshu Splash-Ink Landscape Painting"? I stole it when my mind was hot, but this thing is too hot!
sold
National treasures are obviously not as well known around the world as cultural relics of the Republic. No one recognizes them, and probably no one dares to buy them.
threw
I finally stole it back, it would be a pity to throw it away.
In the end, Dong Xuebin thought in a very sinister way, Damn, I might as well donate it to the museum, Numb, you guys illegally smuggled our cultural relics and still don't want to return them, okay! Then my brother will retaliate in the same way, and he will also torture you! Thinking of this, Dong Xuebin felt very happy! RO