Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1154 - 597 Isn’t this exactly my strong suit?_3

Chapter 1154: Chapter 597 Isn’t this exactly my strong suit?_3

"You did pretty well," Elijah Hastings said with a laugh. "I think it’s a good training opportunity for you to stay behind. We all need to be multiskilled!"

"Captain Hastings, that’s quite an accusation!" Douglas Cooper protested with a look of grievance, "We’re bodyguards first and foremost! Since when did bodyguards become the boss? We really don’t need this specialization!"

Lincoln Harrington didn’t say a word; whatever he was asked to do, he would do it.

"Alright, this time, all of you are going," Sean Knight said with a smile as he stopped any further argument, "Not only are you going, but you are also taking some other team members with you. We may face many situations this time, so we need to plan for all possibilities."

Sean Knight also shared the possibility of a setup, and this time, Captain Hastings and his team were excited.

"Since that’s the case, let’s just go with the flow," said Douglas Cooper, unburdened by any sense of guilt. "After all, those items were all looted back in the day. We just need to find their weak spot..."

He didn’t finish speaking, but the other three people in the room all understood his thoughts.

"It’s not impossible," Sean Knight said, "But after all, that’s their home ground, so we must plan carefully..."

The planning took two days.

On the third day, the four men split into three groups, joined by some selected team members, and took a detour to fly to London.

The big operation had begun.

Sean Knight and Elijah Hastings, working as a team, went straight to the rural area after arriving in London and purchased a manor.

There, Sean Knight also bought two cars, giving the impression that he was investing in real estate.

After all, it would be quite difficult for him to hide his identity in Great Britain.

He didn’t attempt to hide it.

Not only did Sean Knight live in the manor, but he also gave gifts to the nearby neighbors, marking his presence.

These neighbors were very curious about the Chinese person who had appeared next door. They invited Sean Knight to their weekend gatherings and there was even an enthusiastic old lady who wanted to introduce her niece to Sean Knight as a potential girlfriend.

In Sean Knight’s own words, he had successfully infiltrated among the common people of Britain.

That night, after attending the gathering, Sean Knight and Elijah Hastings first walked to a nearby forest where a car was hidden. They drove the car into London.

That night was the time to confirm identities before the auction the next day.

On the streets of London, Elijah Hastings dialed the mobile phone number, but he didn’t speak.

The other party stated an address in a not-so-standard London accent, then hung up.

Sean Knight and Elijah Hastings followed the navigation in the car to the address given.

The place was on the outskirts of the city.

However, when they got out of the car, Sean Knight’s face had changed into that of a white person—the appearance of Heine Victor, with whom he had a complicated history.

Elijah Hastings, on the other hand, wore a lifelike silicone face—high-tech made, hard to detect as fake unless physically removed.

The place they arrived at was a large courtyard with a front gate that was tightly closed, but had a small opening at the top.

After getting out of the car, Elijah Hastings step forward and knocked on the small window.

Someone was behind the door, pulled open the window, and a big-bearded man showed half his face, asking,

"What do you want?"

Elijah Hastings recited the password.

The man had a notebook in his hand, he looked down at it, confirmed the password, and then opened the gate.

"After you enter, go to Room 3," the big-bearded man said. "The auction starts in half an hour. Let me make it clear, this time it’s a package auction. During the auction, there are only two things you are allowed to do—bid or don’t bid.

You can’t leave until the auction is over. If you have questions, you can ask now, but I can’t guarantee that we’ll answer. Even if you decide not to participate in the auction now, we won’t refund the participation fee. Got it?"

"How will we get the items if we win the bidding?" Elijah Hastings asked.

"If you win something, someone will tell you where to pick it up later," the big-bearded man said impatiently. "If you want to bid, get inside quickly. If you don’t, leave!"

Sean Knight and Elijah Hastings went inside.

Inside were dilapidated rooms, each marked with painted numbers like 123.

Sean Knight noted that there were seventeen such rooms in the courtyard, indicating that there were quite a few people planning to participate in the auction.

They entered the room and found it much cleaner and tidier than it appeared from outside.

However, the furnishings were simple: a sofa with a small tea table in front of it, a device resembling a respirator on top, and a liquid crystal television on the wall.

The television was showing local news, seemingly no different from an ordinary room.

Using Sky Eye, Sean Knight scanned the room and found two eavesdropping devices and a hidden camera.

He seemingly unintentionally stood in front of the camera, blocking its view, and then gestured the action of touching his eyes to Elijah Hastings, who caught on instantly.

He pointed to two locations and mimicked the action of touching his ears, signaling the presence of eavesdropping devices.

Elijah Hastings nodded.

After walking around the room, Sean Knight said,

"I wonder how many people will be competing against us."

"Shouldn’t be many, right?" Elijah Hastings speculated.

The two of them talked through inconsequential topics until a ten-second countdown suddenly appeared on the TV, signaling that the auction was about to start.

Soon, a figure wearing a horse-head mask appeared behind a table on the television, laughing as he said,

"Welcome to the auction. Now, let’s take a look at the star of this auction!"

With a flourish of his hand, boxes appeared in front of him.

Each box displayed a piece of exquisite and unique cultural relic!

Indeed, there they were!

Sean Knight activated Sky Eye, but he wasn’t looking at the relics; he was more focused on the details inside the room and the scene outside the window.

He fiddled with his mobile phone, glanced down, and sure enough, there was no signal.

But if they can block network signals, can they block satellite signals?