Truth be told.
The team leader would love for someone to be here for reconnaissance.
That way.
There would be a good show to watch.
Today.
He really got played, needs a bit of comfort, and also, this museum is just too flashy, completely showing off wealth, making people envious, something you can see but can't get.
Frustrating.
Depressing.
In that case, having a 'fool' to test the law, the team leader is quite pleased. Indeed, no matter what, he sees no possibility of this museum being robbed, anyone daring to come is just courting death.
Bringing humiliation upon oneself.
Amen!
Go ahead.
Pickup truck... I will mourn for you!
...
In front of the showcase.
Dorne was already captivated by a glittering sea of gold.
Gold.
Mammoth.
Six tons.
It made him subconsciously want to possess it, having dealt with treasures for half his life, countless good things had passed through his hands, but he was still shocked by this dazzling display, like he wanted to.
Of course.
