Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 523 - 358: The Power of the Action Faction_2

Chapter 523: Chapter 358: The Power of the Action Faction_2

Seeing the lights on the cars in front of and behind the truck, he threw out two smoke grenades.

Plumes of smoke obscured the entire view.

He could hear the people in the truck talking nervously, obviously on guard.

The truck driver was also a bit nervous, looking around.

Sean Knight approached and knocked on the car window, shooting a tranquilizer dart at the driver.

After taking care of the driver, Sean Knight searched the driver’s cockpit and found a walkie-talkie. He whispered into it:

"Something’s wrong, get out, there’s a bomb under the truck!"

Then he threw away the walkie-talkie.

He knew time was short and he had to hurry!

Although they knew the news might be fake, they didn’t dare to risk it. The truck’s back door was opened, and someone came out to check.

Sean Knight hid nearby and shot continuously, knocking the man down!

As the people inside realized something was wrong, they immediately tried to close the door and someone fired back, but Sean Knight had already thrown another smoke grenade in!

The enemies were in chaos!

Sky Eye activated, and Sean Knight could see their positions through the truck.

All the cultural relics were placed neatly in boxes near the front of the truck.

The carriage compartment was divided in two, the rear part was the space for these mercenaries.

Standing at a distance, Sean Knight raised his large-caliber gun and fired one shot after another!

Soon, no one in the truck had the ability to fight.

Sean Knight opened the carriage compartment, collected all the boxes, and then got out of the truck and left.

When he returned to his own car, Sean Knight quietly changed his clothes, including his gloves, headgear, and shoes.

After changing, Sean Knight felt there should be no loopholes and got back into the car.

Sean sent a message to Elijah Hastings on his mobile phone:

"What’s the situation?"

This meant that his side had succeeded.

Seeing the message, Elijah Hastings immediately left. Some of the damaged vehicles in front were already leaving.

At this moment, Sean Knight saw several dark figures approaching, and someone knocked on the car window.

"Hand over your money, or I’ll kill you!" A man, seemingly of Mexican descent, pointed a gun at Sean Knight inside the car.

Sean Knight raised his hands and nodded helplessly.

"Lower the window!" The man waved his gun barrel, and Sean Knight had to lower the car window.

Then the muzzle was pointed inside.

Sean Knight found it funny; this guy seemed like an amateur!

However, it was evident that this man had probably killed more than one person in his life!

Sean Knight suddenly grabbed the muzzle and deflected it, while his right hand materialized a gun and fired three shots at the man!

The man, before dying, had a look of disbelief in his eyes!

Sean Knight knew the man had accomplices, and when they heard the gunshots, they had already gathered. Sean Knight used the man as cover, taking down each person with one or two shots.

Except for one man who ran away early, the only loss for Sean Knight’s side was a few white spots on the bulletproof glass.

In no time, police cars arrived.

Timothy Winston only slowly climbed out of his car after hearing the police car sirens.

When the smoke grenade had exploded earlier, he immediately lay down on the car seat, and the following gunshots made him even more afraid to raise his head.

Now that he heard the police cars, he finally felt a little safer.

As the police approached the truck, he got out of the car and called out:

"Police, there was a gunfight here just now..."

In fact, he didn’t need to look to know that his family’s valuables were probably all stolen.

As expected, seeing the fallen mercenaries and the empty truck, Timothy Winston wasn’t too surprised.

There were quite a few casualties this time, and the police took the matter very seriously, taking many people to the police station.

Sean Knight was among them.

He had acted in self-defense, and the situation was quite clear.

"Mr. Knight, where were you when the car accident happened?"

"I got out of the car for a look and then stayed in the car." Sean Knight said.

"Didn’t you go anywhere else? Like the back of the truck?"

The police were still cautious of Sean Knight. If not for the fact that there was no clue in the car, they would probably have already listed Sean Knight as the prime suspect!

"No way." Sean Knight had a look of incredulity on his face, "There was gunfire over there, how could I dare to go?"

Mr. Winston was originally waiting at the Metropolitan Museum, ready to start the donation ceremony as soon as the cultural relics arrived.

After receiving a phone call from his son Timothy and hearing that the artifacts had been robbed, he almost fainted!

Just a few days ago, he told Mr. Leo that it would be safer to keep the items here with the Americans than inside China, only to be completely proven wrong now!

To increase the impact, the donation ceremony was going to be televised live, but now it was thoroughly ruined!

The host wouldn’t give the Winston family any face, and the news of the robbed artifacts quickly spread.

The ceremony ended uneventfully, and Mr. Winston was sent straight to the hospital.

The police also asked if the Winston family had any enemies.

"Our family has always been law-abiding and honest, so how could we have enemies?" Timothy shouted, "There’s only one possibility: someone doesn’t want these items to stay in the Metropolitan Museum!"

Actually, Mr. Winston had originally wanted the matter to be conducted quietly without attracting too much attention. After all, excessive publicity would invite criticism.

However, according to Timothy, since they had already donated the artifacts, they should increase their influence. This would make it easier to break into New York’s upper-class society.

After all, once their reputation spread, there should be many people willing to accept them.

But the results were disastrous: they lost both their reputation and became a laughingstock.

Frustrated and ashamed, Timothy pointed the finger at those who didn’t want the artifacts to enter the Metropolitan Museum.

Then, Sean Knight came under the police’s suspicion.

After all, Sean had bought or exchanged artifacts from abroad several times and then loaned or donated them to institutions inside China.

It really looked like Sean was the one behind it all.

After learning of Sean’s existence, Timothy immediately affirmed:

"It must be him!"

He hated those people!

"But there’s no evidence." The police were frustrated. There was no trace of smoke on Sean. Although there was evidence that he had fired a gun, it was for self-defense purposes.

It would be easier to deal with Sean if he were an ordinary person, but his influence was not small!

Not long after Sean was taken to the police station, his lawyer arrived.

New York’s renowned lawyer, Alec, appeared at the police station with a briefcase.

"Mr. Knight, you don’t need to say anything now. As your agent, I will handle everything for you."

With the lawyer’s words, Sean felt relieved.

The police were helpless, but that was reality.

Sean didn’t even have to pay bail, as he was not considered a suspect.

Insufficient evidence.

Upon leaving the police station, Sean thanked Alec, who bowed slightly and said with a smile:

"It’s my duty. If you need anything, please contact me."

At this time, Timothy was also outside the police station. When he saw Sean, he became upset.

He had thought the police would seriously interrogate Sean, but did not expect him to come out so quickly!

"I know for sure you’re the one who stole our family’s artifacts!" Timothy rushed over, stood in front of Sean, and yelled, "You won’t get away with this!"

"Sir, please mind your language!" Alec had not left yet, and he defended Sean gravely, "Please be polite to my client! I can sue you for defamation based on what you just said!"

Then he turned to Sean and said:

"Mr. Knight, you don’t need to bother with him."

With his face flushed, Timothy didn’t know what to say.

Because his family was wealthy, he had enjoyed many "premium" services from lawyers in the past.

He never imagined that now, with these services on the opposing side, it would make him feel so bitter.

Sean smiled at Timothy, pushed him aside, got into his car, and left with an air of confidence.

"You’ll be punished sooner or later!" Timothy said resentfully.

Now, the Winston family had become a joke in their circle, and the instigator had to pay the price!

Returning to the villa, Sean saw the relieved faces of Elijah and the other two.

"Boss, are you alright? The police didn’t give you a hard time, did they?"

"No, I didn’t do anything wrong." Sean grinned.

"What about the artifacts ..." Douglas Cooper asked.

"Safe." Sean nodded.

"Great. At least our worries weren’t in vain." Douglas Cooper breathed a sigh of relief, then asked another question, "Boss, you’re not going to sell these things, are you?"

As soon as the question was asked, Sean turned to look at him.

Elijah slapped him lightly, signaling that he had said the wrong thing.