Super Treasure Bag

Chapter 34 Missing
Fortunately, he saw a small mobile phone on the other side of the box.

Next to the phone is a brochure.

All of them are also in foreign languages, but relying on the pictures above and my rather limited vocabulary, I can understand that this pamphlet should be an introduction to the so-called Dr. Vegeta.

It almost means... this person is some kind of scientist, researches some kind of reagent, and then... very awesome!
"Is Chinese not good? Foreigners must speed up their pace of promoting Chinese education..."

Mumbling something in his mouth, Shi Dali took the phone in his hand.

Obviously, this phone is special. After opening it, only one number is stored in it.

Purely out of curiosity, after a moment of hesitation, Shi Dali dialed the number.

……

Suhai City, a high-end club.

A secret transaction is taking place inside the club at this moment.

On one side of the table, dozens of men in suits stood, surrounding a casually dressed middle-aged man in the center.

With slightly chubby cheeks and a smile on the corner of his mouth, he still couldn't hide the sharpness in his eyes.

On the other side of the table, there are some big men who are obviously from the Americas, and there is also a man with a mustache sitting in front of them.

Compared with the Huaxia man opposite, the mustache has a more gloomy taste.

"Mr. Mitchell, we have been waiting for this meeting today for three years, right?"

Wei Wei leaned back, and the Huaxia man's voice sounded.

"Mr. Wang Qianyang, this time the sincerity of our Vegeta company can definitely be seen by you."

Grinning, Mr. Mitchell with the mustache waved directly to the men next to him without any hesitation.

Immediately, a staff member wearing glasses came out from the darkness, and placed a huge black box on the table.

At the same time as the box appeared, Wang Qianyang's eyes froze, and it seemed that it was difficult to hide the excitement in his eyes.

It was indeed as he said, three years!
In the past three years, their Wang family provided Vegeta with a lot of financial resources and resources, just to wait for this thing in front of them!

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as the reagents in the box are obtained, and everything goes well afterwards, the Wang family can successfully become one of the world's first-class families!
A first-class family!

In the entire Huaxia, few families can have such an opportunity and strength!

But now, everything is in front of the Wang family, how can he not get excited.

"It's a pleasure to work with you and I hope you don't disappoint me."

Smiling at Mr. Mitchell, Wang Qianyang stood up directly.

"Open the box."

Mitchell also stood up, and following his order, everyone turned their attention to the box in front of them.

The staff member walked aside cautiously, followed the standard operation, entered the password several times, and finally asked Mr. Mitchell to verify the fingerprints himself.

After these processes were completed one by one, the box was slowly opened.

"Mr. Wang Qianyang, there are 36 reagents in total, all of them are..."

Mr. Mitchell, who had already started to introduce the specific content, stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence.

At the same time, everyone in the room seemed to be frozen, completely holding their breath!

After staying for a few seconds, Wang Qianyang turned to look at Mr. Mitchell.

"This is... what's going on? What about things?"

Even if this sentence came out, Wang Qianyang didn't turn the corner.

Why is this box empty?
There was a bang in the whole brain, and cold sweat flowed from Mr. Mitchell's forehead in an instant. His hands began to tremble, and then he lifted the box in front of him directly.

That's right, where are the things?

What about the metal box inside?Where did it go?

Finally realizing that something had happened, Wang Qianyang's expression was filled with anger and murderous intent.

"Completely block this place, and absolutely not allow things to leave here!"

Just kidding, the Wang family's three years of hard work and the lifeblood of all hope in the future are gone. He really can't accept this kind of thing, and he can't explain it to other people in the family.

Following Wang Qianyang's order, all the security guards began to take action.

Here, Mr. Mitchell finally confirmed that the metal box really disappeared.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! No one can take it away, it must be a fake!"

But he still couldn't accept it. You must know that this box has been brought here from America, and they were very careful, for fear that something might go wrong.

Especially those few protective locks just now, logically speaking, it is impossible to break through anyway, let alone take away the contents intact.

"Where's my stuff? Give it to me!"

A few steps forward, Wang Qianyang directly grabbed Mr. Mitchell's collar.

They had paid so much for Vegeta Company in the past three years, and now they got an empty box!

"Don't worry, things will definitely be there, please believe me..."

Mitchell's voice was full of panic, trembling as he tried to explain.

"Look! We must find it! If we can't find it... we will die!"

Before Mitchell could finish speaking, Wang Qianyang threw him out.

Afterwards, everyone began to dig three feet to search in the entire clubhouse, earnestly, racking their brains...

More than half an hour passed and nothing was found!

There was no sound at all in the hall. From Wang Qianyang to Mitchell, there was complete silence!

Ring Ring Ring!
At this time, suddenly the phone rang from Mitchell.

After the desperate Mr. Mitchell saw the number, his whole body trembled suddenly, followed by ecstasy.

Anti-tracking phone inside the case!

"Here it comes, the box is here!"

There was only time to shout out such a sentence, and then Mitchell connected the phone.

Although Wang Qianyang said he didn't understand much, he hurried over.

"Hello? Is anyone there? Hello? Say something if you hear me?"

Then, a voice that had obviously been voice-changed sounded from the other end.

"Who are you? Why is the box in your hand?"

Lowering his voice, Mitchell asked. It was obvious that he was extremely nervous at this moment, and his fingers were trembling.

"Why is it a crooked language again? Can you speak Chinese? Bruce Lee? Kung Fu? Cha Ai..."

The response on the other end of the phone left Mitchell in a state of complete bewilderment.

Wang Qianyang, who couldn't wait any longer, took the phone directly, took a deep breath and asked.

"Who are you? Where is my box?"

"Isn't there a Chinese here? Don't worry, I have the box here..."

Shi Dali, who was staying in the hospital toilet, was overjoyed when he finished saying this.

Sure enough, Chinese sounds good!

(End of this chapter)