After hanging up Zhang Jing's phone, Dateji Naru sat blankly in thought for a while, and then dialed his old father's number.
"Dad, I need money... It's not expensive, it's just 45 million yuan... They saved my life... That's right... Buying a house is repaying the kindness of saving my life... I will definitely work hard in the future ...I’m not looking for a woman...absolutely not...”
Zhang Jing didn't know that Date Siming asked his father for money, and he didn't know that he took the opportunity to falsely report the number and didn't stay overnight at Su Su's house after dinner.
Although Su Su was not at home, Zhang Jing still had enough money. He bid farewell to Wang Sisi and returned to the farm at midnight. He first put the nine-hundred-year-old large stone cross into the vault of the third villa.
Spend an hour sorting out the Mithril space, clearing out excess stuff and keeping it in the vault to avoid taking up space.
This time a few small things caught his attention, but he didn't take them seriously before.
The first little thing was an aluminum lunch box from World War II. When Adak Island was searching for pirate gold and digging up bombs, there was a black and white photo of a child's palm in the lunch box. The photo was of a family of three, the man was a soldier, and it said on the back Zhang Jing didn't recognize the two sentences in Japanese.
The second little thing is Nayel's safe, which cannot be opened.
The third little thing is a wooden box recently found in Thousand Islands. The thing inside seems to be an antique camera. The wooden box has not been opened because I am worried that the film inside will be exposed.
The most annoying thing is Nayel's safe, which occupies half a cubic meter of space. It's neither good to throw it away nor to keep it. He just violently dismantles it!
In the dark at midnight, Zhang Jing came to the bullpen area, used hydraulic pliers to cut off the iron lock of the maintenance warehouse, and entered the interior.
This is the maintenance center of the farm. There are some cutting equipment, including gas cutters and cutters. However, Zhang Jing doesn't know how to use it. He is worried about killing himself, so he just calls Mike.
Take out 500,000 meters in cash from the Mithril space in advance and place it on the operating table next to it.
About ten minutes later, Mike, who is 1.8 meters tall and has a humble face, arrived.
"Can you cut this open?" Zhang Jing asked, pointing to the silver-gray safe on the ground.
Mike was not sure either, so he walked to the gas cutting machine composed of oxygen and ethane, operated it skillfully, ignited it and adjusted it to a green flame, and cut the corner of the safe with gas.
It was effective but not obvious. It took a full hour of burning before a hole the size of an adult's foot was cut out.
Mission accomplished, Mike extinguished the flame and planned to leave.
"Wait a minute," Zhang Jing stopped him, pointed to the 500,000 yuan in cash on the operating table, and praised, "You've done a good job. That's a bonus, gray money, and it can't be deposited directly into the bank."
Mike thanked him, took the money and left the warehouse.
Generally speaking, the bonus is determined by the difficulty of the task. For normal business trips and errands, depending on the length of time, the bonus is about 1,000-3,000 yuan.
There is a certain degree of danger. For example, if you sink the Centaur, the reward is 10,000 to 20,000 yuan. .c
Ordinary dangers involve lives. For example, if Xu Jianying is caught this time, the per capita bonus is 200,000-300,000 yuan.
It is very dangerous and there is a possibility of arrest. For example, for robbing the bronze dragon, the per capita bonus is 500,000-700,000 yuan.
Don’t give too little, otherwise no one will do it.
Don’t give too much, otherwise no one will do it next time.
After sending Mike away, Zhang Jing took out all the items from the safe, including a pistol, several stacks of rice dollars, and some yellowed documents.
When Zhang Jing picked up the document, the content seemed to be in Spanish and was completely incomprehensible. At the same time, Goldfinger sent a prompt.
"The incomplete treasure hunt clues have been collected."
"Xio Mara: A Mayan civilization ruins lost in the long river of history, hidden deep in the rainforest of north-central Honduras."
"The host needs to provide more information to complete the incomplete treasure hunting clues."
"Hondu/Las?" Zhang Jing didn't understand it at all. He only knew that it was a small country that was "too close to a big country but far from heaven."
Use your mobile phone to check information about Honduras. It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it. You will be shocked when you look at it. 1@
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Looking again, its population is losing every year, and a large number of people have become refugees, trying to enter Citiland.
If you look carefully, you will see pornography, gambling, gangs running rampant, no organization, no discipline, just a mess.
What's the difference between hunting for treasure in this shitty place and giving away someone's head?
Money is important, but life is also precious. Zhang Jing took the information into the mithril space and ignored it for the time being.
Finally, start the metal crusher and throw the safe and pistol into it.
....
While Zhang Jing was opening the treasure chest in the middle of the night, Ralph Heimer, a treasure hunter from the Yin Kingdom who was about forty years old and had the nickname "Honest Man". He had no beard, short hair, and reddish skin, was in a small town in central Honduras. In a love hotel room.
There was no woman or anyone else in the room. He was trembling all over, as if he had encountered something very scary. He was so trembling that he couldn't hold the phone steady and made a call.
When the call was connected, the man's jaw trembled and he said, "I found something good, let's cooperate, and if it succeeds, it'll be 50-50."
Noleta heard that Haimo was very nervous, so she asked directly without any hesitation: "What is it? How much is it worth?"
"An ancient ruins hidden deep in the rainforest, with many good things."
"What are you afraid of?"
"I provoked the 14 local gangs and they are hunting me down."
Noleta was also a licker of blood, so she was not afraid at all. She took a deep breath and asked, "Why did treasure hunting provoke the 14 gang?"
"They forced a 12-year-old girl to sell her body, and I couldn't help but meddle in their own business." At this point, Heimer felt regretful.
Zhang Jing didn't know about the conversation between Haimo and Noleta. He came back from Damao and planned to take a good rest. Unexpectedly, Barbie knocked on the door again early in the morning!
"Ah!" Zhang Jingqi jumped out of bed, opened the door like a thunderbolt, and looked at the farm manager with an evil look, "Miss Barbie! You better have a good reason!"
Barbie shrugged innocently, "Miss Jennifer sent someone to deliver some abalone, saying it was fresh, and told you to eat it in the morning."
Zhang Jing: "..."
"Haha~" Barbie couldn't hold back her expression anymore, burst out laughing, and bent over with laughter.
Zhang Jing's expression was dark, but he still arrived at Wonderful Winery in time for breakfast as promised.
After not seeing her for a week, Jennifer seems to have become moisturized, her face is radiant, her lips are glossy, and her posture is much straighter. Is it the result of her previous watering?
A polite hug, and then breakfast started. There was only Zhang Jing and Jennifer, no one else.
For some reason, Jennifer and Nayel don’t have children. Is it because they are separated by a small umbrella?
"I saw your Facebook updates. I went to Da Mao a week ago. Was it because of work?" Jennifer asked during the chat.
"Hmm." Zhang Jing was handling a piece of oyster and making a sound through his nostrils.
Jennifer chatted and asked, "Did you find anything?"
"The Orthodox Saint Nicholas Cathedral, the cross that has been missing for more than a hundred years."
"Ah?" Jennifer looked at Zhang Jing in surprise, "That is the Orthodox church built by Svyatopok II after his victory in the Western Expedition. The large cross on the top of the main building of the church has been erected for more than 800 years. Years, until it was stolen, it meant a lot."
"But it's not valuable," Zhang Jing shrugged, "It's only over five million yuan."
"A cross carved from an ordinary stone can be sold for more than 5 million yuan, which is not cheap."
Zhang Jing nodded. If it had no historical significance, no one would want the broken stone.
"What are you going to do with it?" Jennifer asked curiously.
"Collect it yourself."
Jennifer didn’t say anything. It was something from Orthodox Christianity. Even though they all believe in God, God has two standards. The West worships God, while Damao worships God.
After breakfast it was time to drive, fighting from the restaurant to the bedroom.
However, even in the impulsive situation, Jennifer still insisted on asking someone to take evasive measures, not wanting to kill anyone.
Zhang Jing didn't want to, he didn't have to take responsibility, he was just such a scumbag.
