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Zhang Ming rode his motorcycle and arrived at his destination.

This is an old-fashioned office building located in the suburbs of New York. It doesn't even have an elevator. The lights in the corridor are flashing and going off, and there are weird spray paintings in some places.

If this place were used to shoot a horror movie, there would be no need for a set, it could just be used.

Zhang Ming, who had just received Steve's devil training, climbed up to the fifth floor and knocked on the door.

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It was Trevor who opened the door.

Trevor didn't have a good feeling towards Zhang Ming, after all, their initial impression was really bad.

Trevor's leg, which was broken by Zhang Ming, still hurts every time it's windy or rainy.

After glaring at Zhang Ming, Trevor said hello and turned sideways to let Zhang Ming in.

"How did you find a place like this?" Zhang Ming took the mineral water thrown by Franklin.

"In Chinese terms, a smart rabbit has three caves. I am used to preparing a few more secret bases. As for the environment..." Michael took a puff of cigarette, "This rough and shabby environment reminds me of my youth. "

There were four people in the room. In addition to the three old faces, Franklin, Trevor, and Michael, there was also an unexpected person.

"Hi! Silver Light Messenger, we meet again." Roy winked at Zhang Ming.

Roy was wearing a loose pink shirt today, with light makeup, bright pink lips, and long hair falling down, adding a lazy charm to him.

"Why is he here?" Zhang Ming asked.

Franklin said: "He somehow got my contact information and took the initiative to contact me to help, and we really need his help."

Roy smiled at Zhang Ming. He held the mug in both hands and took a sip, leaving foam of coffee on his lips. His petite tongue...

Zhang Ming looked away and couldn't look any further. When he looked again, the atmosphere became philosophical.

Michael coughed to attract everyone's attention. He pushed out a whiteboard and held a pen in his hand. If paired with a pair of glasses, he would really look like a university teacher.

"Based on Roy's intelligence, we roughly know that the target's operation time is between five o'clock in the afternoon and twelve o'clock in the evening, and the location is on the ship.

The venue was certainly big enough considering they had a regular cast of dancers, so I zeroed in on the large cruise ships that were in New York ports during this time.Soon I found my target. "

Michael posted a photo on the whiteboard. The photo was of a huge, pure white cruise ship.

"The Cruiser Empire departs from the Port of Liverpool, passes through major Nordic countries, and its final destination is New York."

Michael posted a second photo on the whiteboard. In the photo, a cocktail party was going on. The men were elegantly dressed in suits, and the ladies were wearing beautiful dresses, showing: "There are many European celebrities on this cruise ship." Rich people, entrepreneurs, celebrities, aristocrats of the last century, but... compared with the real upper class, they are still a little bit less interesting, and they belong to the category of people who are barely involved."

They are the kind of people who are not enough compared to those above, but more than enough compared to those below.

Generally, this kind of people like to join in the fun and get together.

"Who is the organizer behind this?"

Michael said: "A company called Tomorrow Technology, I checked when it was established two years ago. It was originally a small company with less than 20 people producing A. It has been operating poorly and is on the verge of bankruptcy. In a week Before, it suddenly cut off all its business lines in the past.”

"Then what are you doing now?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

After Zhang Ming asked, he understood that Tomorrow Technology is a small company that has not been listed on the market, and it is impossible to disclose information to the outside world on a regular basis. As long as the door is closed, no one will really know what they are doing in a short period of time.

Michael taped one last photo to the whiteboard, which was some artwork.

"The only thing we know is that there is a batch of art and antiques on this ship. A lot of them have been auctioned off in the past few days, but the most important ones will not be sold until they arrive in New York and pick up wealthy people from the United States. Start the auction."

Zhang Ming leaned on the edge of the table.