It's midnight in the 7th arrondissement of Paris.
The Musée d'Orsay, which stands on Avenue Saint-Germain, seemed unusually quiet and everything was business as usual.
At this moment, on the Seine River next to the Musée d'Orsay, the water surface suddenly quietly broke open, and several human heads wearing black waterproof hoods slowly emerged from the river water.
Each of these guys holds a snorkeling respirator in their mouths and wears infrared night vision goggles. They are armed to the teeth.
The first time they got out of the river, these guys quickly scanned their surroundings.
After confirming that there was no danger around them, they spit out the snorkeling respirators in their mouths and slowly swam towards the river bank on the side of the art museum.
While swimming, one of the guys suddenly asked in a low voice:
"Jack, can we tell you now, is our target tonight the Musée d'Orsay or the hotel where Sean and his men are staying?"
"If you still can't give me an answer, I will withdraw from this operation. I must know what I am doing and assess the risks."
As he said this, the guy suddenly stopped.
Moreover, he put the snorkeling respirator in his mouth again, as if he had a disagreement, he would dive away.
Not only him, but the other three guys also stopped and looked at the white man at the front.
The white man stopped immediately, then turned to look at his companions.
He looked at these guys and then whispered the answer.
"Guys, it's really time to tell you the answer. Our target tonight is the underground vault of the Musée d'Orsay, not the hotel where Sean and his men are staying."
"To be precise, our target tonight is the vault that Sean rented at the Musee d'Orsay. It is the large amount of historical documents stored in that vault."
"The most important of them are the manuscripts of the Jacobin Constitution and Robespierre's diary manuscripts. Someone is willing to spend 20 million euros to hire us to steal those historical documents."
"Each of you has received a deposit of 200,000 euros. Is it too late to quit now? Besides, as long as we can enter that vault, everyone can become a billionaire instantly."
"As far as I know, in addition to a large number of precious historical documents, there are countless gold and silver treasures in the vault, as well as countless priceless top-notch antiques and artworks. We can take whatever we want."
Hearing this, the eyes of the other guys suddenly lit up, and they all shone brightly.
Confirming that the target was not the five-star hotel not far away, these guys secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although they always dream of getting rich overnight, no one wants to directly confront Xiao Ran and his men. That is tantamount to seeking death!
The next moment, a woman with a curvy figure whispered:
"Jack, the Musée d'Orsay is heavily guarded. How do we sneak into the museum? It doesn't seem easy."
"Just two or three hours ago, the police just surrounded and suppressed those Serbians here. I heard that they even killed a few guys."
"How can you guarantee that we won't suffer the same fate? I don't want to be robbed and beaten to death, nor do I want to go to jail."
After the words fell, the other guys nodded.
Jack looked at these guys and then whispered:
"Don't worry, everyone, I have already made various arrangements. We are not the only ones who will act together tonight."
"Those idiot Serbs happened to be covering for us and basically attracted all the attention of the police."
"After previous incidents, the police's attention has been significantly reduced and it is believed that no one will dare to come here tonight."
"The most troublesome thing is Sean and his men. They are cleaning up Napoleon's treasure in the Bastille Square and have no time to pay attention here."
"And this is our opportunity. Someone will cover us later, and someone will allow us to enter the Musée d'Orsay."
"All you have to do is follow me, wait until you enter the underground vault of the museum, and then find a way to open the vault door."
After hearing his explanation, the other guys immediately looked at each other and nodded in unison.
With an agreement reached, the guys swam forward again.
After a while, these guys arrived at the Seine River and used the high embankment to block their bodies.
The next moment, these guys quickly took off their respirators and flippers, then took out the submachine guns with the silencers screwed on, preparing for the next move.
In addition to the submachine guns in their hands and the pistols strapped to their legs, each of them was carrying a heavy long backpack.
Those backpacks contained not guns and ammunition, but professional equipment used to break down the vault door, including cutting equipment and hand-held drills.
The next moment, two refrigerated container trucks suddenly drove up from the direction of District 6. They looked like cold storage vehicles that distribute goods to major hotels.
On the streets of Paris late at night, such vehicles are very common and perfectly normal.
In particular, refrigerated container trucks that deliver meat and seafood basically distribute their goods at midnight.
As soon as the two refrigerated container trucks appeared, Jack immediately whispered through the intercom headset:
"Guys, these two refrigerated container trucks will provide us with cover and block the sight of the police and Sean's men on the street."
"Using the cover of these two refrigerated container trucks, we can quickly approach the south gate of the museum, and someone will meet us there."
"Everyone pay attention to my gestures, and then follow my actions. The movements must be fast and the steps must be light."
As soon as the words fell, the other guys nodded immediately, eager to try.
While he was talking, the two refrigerated container trucks had already arrived here, then lowered their speed and seemed to be preparing to turn.
These two refrigerated container trucks use their tall and elongated bodies to block the view from the south and west sides of Saint-Germain Avenue.
The two police cars parked on the opposite side of the road and the five-star hotel on the south side of the street were blocked.
"Guys, move, follow me"
Jack whispered excitedly and waved forward.
As he spoke, this guy took the lead in climbing up the river embankment and leaping forward.
The other guys reacted quickly and climbed up the river embankment, preparing to touch the Musée d'Orsay.
At this moment, deep in the woods of the Tuileries Palace on the east bank of the Seine, a popping sound suddenly sounded.
It was the sound of a rifle firing rapidly, but it was almost completely suppressed by the silencer.
At this time, there was not a single ghost to be seen in the Tuileries Palace, and it was completely silent.
But who would have thought that deep in the dark woods of the Tuileries Palace, there would be a sniper, or even more than one!
In the darkness, a wave of deadly rifle bullets struck silently and at high speed, directly hitting Jack and the others who had just climbed up the river embankment.
These guys were ignorant and were about to jump off the river embankment one by one and sneak towards the Musée d'Orsay on the other side of the road.
Two refrigerated vans turning slowly on the street provided them with perfect cover.
However, the moment Jack supported his body with his arms and crossed the river embankment.
A sniper rifle bullet suddenly flew from behind, spinning into his back at high speed.
"ah!"
With a scream that echoed through the night sky, Jack was directly hit and flew forward.
As he flew out, a hole larger than the mouth of a bowl was blown out of his chest, and his entire heart was completely shattered.
In this case, even God must die, not to mention that Jack is not God.
Faced with this unexpected situation, the other art thieves were shocked.
Before they could react, death had come.
The next moment, another sniper rifle bullet flying at high speed accurately hit the compressed oxygen bottle behind one of the art thieves.
Not surprisingly, this guy was also knocked out.
The moment he was knocked away, the compressed gas bottle behind him suddenly exploded.
"boom!"
With a deafening explosion, the art thief was blown into pieces.
The other art thieves were all blown away, with broken bones and bruises all over their bodies.
Before landing, those guys were all dead and reported to hell!
The next moment, seven or eight infrared rays suddenly appeared on the roof of the five-star hotel on the south side of the street, pointing rapidly toward the Seine River.
