Cao Weidong wisely stopped mentioning these things.
After paying Hunter's price, Cao Weidong went home and waited for news.
After arriving home, he locked himself in the room, opened the long-lost Wanjie Mall, and browsed through the products he could buy.
Since arriving in Hong Kong City, he has not purchased items from Wanjie Mall for a long time. Unknowingly, he has accumulated an astonishing amount of shopping points.
"I want a prop that can help me evacuate cultural relics from the British Museum without anyone noticing, without attracting the attention of the museum..."
Cao Weidong thought.
At this moment, a prop suddenly came into view.
Cao Weidong's eyes lit up.
This is it!
......
Hunter does have connections to the British Museum.
Two days later, he helped Cao Weidong arrange an opportunity to freely visit the British Museum.
Late at night, Cao Weidong walked under the moonlight and arrived outside the British Museum as agreed.
Hunter has been waiting for a long time.
He handed Cao Weidong a security uniform, an oversized flashlight, and a detailed instruction manual.
"Cao, after putting on this uniform, you will become a night guard of the British Museum in New York. Taking advantage of the patrol opportunity, you can tour the British Museum at will."
Cao Weidong did not expect to enter the museum in this way.
"Is it that simple?"
Hunter smiled.
"Of course not... The premise is that you have to hide it from other night guards and pass the guards' strict body search - this is the rule here, and you are not allowed to bring any insignificant items in and out of the museum."
"But don't worry, there is only one old man on duty today who doesn't like to meddle in other people's business. The other night guards are all scheduled to have a rest."
"Of course, there are still surveillance equipment in the museum. If you destroy the collections and storage facilities, I can't help you."
Cao Weidong nodded.
That's right. It's impossible to walk around the British Museum just wearing a set of work clothes. If that were the case, the British Museum would have been emptied out long ago.
As for the body search by the guards...
This is not effective for Cao Weidong.
He has space in his pocket and everything he needs is stuffed in, and he is not afraid of inspection at all.
Cao Weidong put on his guard uniform, took a flashlight and a manual, and then walked into the British Museum after a strict body search by the guards at the entrance.
Zhizhizhi...
The heavy iron door slowly closed behind him.
Then there was the sound of a padlock.
Cao Weidong turned on the flashlight.
The beam of light is like a sharp sword, struggling to penetrate the darkness and finally being annihilated in the darkness.
"Are you new here?"
An old voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
In this environment, a sudden sound in the ear can definitely scare people to death.
Cao Weidong did not panic at all.
He had heard the man's footsteps a long time ago - although he deliberately stepped lightly, it still did not escape Cao Weidong's perception.
Turning around calmly, Cao Weidong said calmly.
"Yes, I am a trainee night guard, you can call me Cao."
The old man was startled.
He seemed a little surprised that he did not scare this young Chinese man.
Old Jack, who has been a night guard here all his life, his only pleasure is playing tricks on newcomers.
"Oh, you can call me Old Jack."
Cao Weidong smiled.
"Jack, I'm new here, is there anything I need to pay attention to?"
Lao Jie felt a little bored and said:
"No, you just need to patrol the museum on time and sign your name at the designated sign-in desk."
He pointed to the manual.
There is a check-in point for night guard patrols.
These locations are located in various corners of the museum to prevent night guards from being lazy.
But this means nothing to Cao Weidong.
Old Jack yawned, turned around and walked towards the guard lounge.
"Okay, you go on patrol, I'm going to bed."
Cao Weidong was stunned for a moment.
"Don't you need to sign in?"
Old Jack waved his hand and did not answer the question.
As Old Jack disappeared into the darkness, Cao Weidong was the only one left in the British Museum.
This is good, it will make it easier for Cao Weidong to move.
He followed the map in the manual and walked straight to the Oriental Art Museum.
"Xiao Xue."
With a soft call, Xiaoxue emerged from the portable space and lay lazily on Cao Weidong's shoulder. Maotong looked around curiously.
"Help me see if the collection on display here is real?"
In this era, because the hardware conditions of the museum are not high, temperature, humidity, safety, and display cabinets are limited, in order to protect the precious collections, many replicas are displayed.
Although he was allowed to enter the museum and move around freely, there were many cameras watching around him.
Moreover, each collection is preserved and displayed individually in a special glass cabinet.
He has no way of direct contact.
So I can only rely on Xiaoxue.
Xiaoxue is a real foodie.
With its efforts, it quickly identified the authentic products in the exhibition hall one by one.
Cao Weidong was speechless and almost cursed.
"Almost seventy percent are copies..."
Shaking his head, Cao Weidong opened the Wanjie Mall and directly purchased a set of 3D printers, a universal lock opener, and a monitoring jammer.
His method is very simple.
Use a 3D printer to create replicas of the same model.
As long as these imitations are soaked in the treasure pool for a while to create an ancient charm, they can be fake and authentic, hiding them from the eyes of experts from the British Museum.
Of course, this ancient charm will not last for a few years.
But Cao Weidong had already left London by that time and had nothing to do with him.
After going through the entire process in his mind, Cao Weidong used a monitoring jammer and programmed it to make it appear that he had left the Oriental Art Museum and wandered around the British Museum. Then he used the master key to unlock the open lock on the glass cabinet.
The secret locks were opened one by one.
Since the entire program was compliant, no alerts were triggered.
He took out a jade bowl from the cabinet and placed it in the scanning port of the 3D printer.
After a while, an almost identical jade bowl appeared in his hand.
I held it in my hand and weighed it, and checked it again and again. No matter the shape or weight, it was the same as the real thing. However, I could still feel a modern industrial atmosphere when I looked at it.
He put the imitation into Yunbao Pond, waited for a moment, and took it out again. Now even the ancient rhyme was the same.
"It's done."
Xiaoxue subconsciously wanted to eat the jade bowl, but was pushed away by Cao Weidong.
He warned seriously.
"Xiaoxue, these things are national treasures and are meaningful. We must return them to the country. No one should be missing, so these things cannot be touched. Do you understand?"
Xiaoxue nodded aggrievedly.
I ran away to play alone.
Cao Weidong continues to be busy.
After struggling for two hours, I finally moved all the authentic items in the British Museum and placed them in my portable space.
Cao Weidong took stock carefully and couldn't help being stunned, thinking in confusion.
"Isn't it said that there are more than 20,000 pieces of antiques from China? Why do I only have a few thousand pieces here?"
While thinking about it, Xiaoxue suddenly became excited and meowed at a locked iron door.
Cao Weidong walked over.
He picked up Xiaoxue and looked at the iron door.
"What is behind the door? Why is Xiaoxue so excited?"