Lu Xin could not take so many national treasures with his clothes alone, so he took the opportunity to take away a Japanese tourist's mountaineering bag, put the golden Buddha and the scrolls in the mountaineering bag, and carried them on.

He originally wanted to get more Japanese national treasures, but the other national treasures were too large to take them away, so Lu Xin had to give up.

At this moment, frequent sirens sounded outside. It seemed that the Japanese police had already dispatched the news and many policemen came. When the number of police officers reached a certain level, it was not convenient to leave.

Lu Xin decided to stop when he saw the opportunity and withdraw from the museum.

He activated the stop time function of the time control system again, and the entire time and space stopped. The police and guards all stared wide and stopped in place.

Lu Xin carried a mountaineering bag full of national treasures, walked through the police and guards and strode forward.

He could see the situation outside this quiet hour and space from afar, and found dozens of police cars coming, hundreds of policemen jumped out of the police cars and flocked to them, thinking to himself that fortunately they were not too greedy, otherwise these policemen would have surrounded the museum without leaving any gaps. He could not knock them down when time was still, which would inevitably hinder the speed of retreat, and the task would be extremely likely to fail.

Looking at the police who rushed over, Lu Xin laughed secretly, you Japanese, you don’t treat the Chinese as a root when you say good things, now you have received retribution, so that you don’t return our Chinese cultural relics. This time, I let you, the Japanese, feel the pain of getting rid of their cultural relics!

The police outside the still space and space now see the time and space before the time stops, but when they reach the edge of the still space and space, they find an invisible force stopping them. They try to enter the museum. But they can't find the entrance and are always in a state of ghosts hitting walls.

Lu Xin walked to the door and saw more than a dozen policemen standing at the door, guarding the door. They were all in a state of static. Even if Lu Xin beat them to death, they would still remain in the same state as before and stand firmly in the same place. Lu Xin could not squeeze over, so he had to use his light skills and jump over the heads of these policemen.

He gently left the museum and ran to the periphery of the police. He walked into a remote alley.

Two minutes of static time passed, and the space where the museum was located returned to normal. All the police and guards continued to search wildly, but they didn't know that the Chinese thief had already run out of the museum.

Lu Xin walked into the noisy downtown area with his mountaineering bag on his back. Hearing people talking about what happened in the museum, some local accents were also heard, among which the comments of international students and tourists from China: "Haha, it's great to be pleased. The little Japanese robbed so many of our good things back then, and now it's time to retribution!" "I don't know if it was the master of that road. I think it must be our master of China!" "The director of the museum has always claimed that it was made by the Chinese. But they have never caught anyone!" "So many Japanese policemen have come and surrounded the place with three layers inside and three layers outside. I guess the thief can't escape!" "Yes. It would be a pity if he was arrested!"

They were all talking, but they didn't know that the young tourist with a faint smile among them was the Chinese thief whom they were competing to praise.

Listening to the praise of his Chinese compatriots, Lu Xin was overjoyed and called a taxi with a smile.

The Japanese driver saw that Lu Xin looked very much like a Chinese. He looked stern and looked contemptuous.

Lu Xin spoke fluently in English: "Driver. I'm going to Tokyo International Airport!"

The Japanese are so mean. If you speak to him in Chinese or Japanese, he looks like he is swearing and speaking English to him, and he will immediately change his face.

The Japanese driver smiled flatteringly and said, "Sir, you're ready to sit down!"

Lu Xin thought he would arrive at the airport soon and would not miss the flight, but unexpectedly, he encountered a traffic jam in the middle and it was almost two o'clock when he arrived at the airport.

Lu Xin thought he must have missed the flight, but when he entered the airport, he found that the flight to China was delayed due to weather reasons.

Lu Xin looked up at the clear sky outside. Hey, the weather is pretty good. What the hell are these Japanese doing?

He glanced at the terminal and felt a little sad. There were many policemen here, obviously several times more than when Lu Xin came yesterday. It was considered to be five steps per post and ten steps per whistle. Every Japanese policeman had a solemn expression on his face, looking at every passenger who seemed to be Chinese with vigilant eyes.

Lu Xin glanced at the security checkpoint and saw that not only the security checkpoints were there, but dozens of policemen were added, all of whom were armed with live ammunition and guarding the security checkpoints.

The security check time has become that not only all luggage must pass through the machine, but also open it. The police carefully looked at it.

They stopped a middle-aged Chinese man and took out a Buddha statue from his suitcase. The policemen were facing a great enemy and all drew their guns and pointed them at the middle-aged Chinese man: "Don't move, raise your hands!"

The middle-aged Chinese man looked confused: "What are you going to do? Why do you treat me like this?"

A police leader pointed to the golden Buddha statue, snorted coldly, speaking in awkward Chinese: "You cast the golden Buddha in our imperial museum. This is the evidence of crime. Humph, Chinese thief, just surrender. By the way, what about the national treasures of our great Japanese Empire? What about the "Top Ten Disciples"? What about the "Fujiwara Buddha Painting"? What about the "Snow Boat Spitting Ink Landscape Picture"? What about the "Xiaoxiang Sleeping Picture Scroll"? What about the "Red and White Hibiscus Picture"? What about the "Snow Scenery Landscape Picture"? Where is the "Snow Scenery Landscape Picture"? Where is the "Snow Scenery Landscape Picture"? Where is the "Snow Scenery Landscape Picture"? Where is the "Saying!"

The Chinese man opened his eyes wide and shouted angrily: "Little Japan, open your dog's eyes and see clearly. Is this Buddha statue a golden Buddha? I am a bronze Buddha!"

The Japanese policemen quickly looked down and looked carefully. It was indeed a copper Buddha statue, but the surface was covered with a layer of gold paint. Moreover, the image of this Buddha statue was the monk Jianzhen who traveled to the east to spread the Buddha's name, not the golden Buddha in the image of Wu Zetian.

Although these little Japanese made a mistake, they would never admit their mistakes to the Chinese. They all waved their hands indifferently: "You can leave!"

The Chinese man said angrily: "You don't even apologize to me like this, it's outrageous!"

The police leader smiled coldly: "Seventy years ago, we invaded you and don't apologize, let alone such a trivial matter, you lowly Chinese people do not deserve the apology from our noble Yamato people."

The Chinese man was furious: "You little Japanese, you..."

The Japanese police leader tightly held his pistol and pressed against the Chinese man's forehead: "Chinese pig, can you still want to attack the police? Get out of here!"

The Chinese man had to suffer a lot of shame and passed the security checkpoint.

Lu Xin saw this scene in his eyes and hated him. He originally wanted to pass the security check lightly, but now he has changed his mind. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!