Dreaming Of You

Well, in fact, Crystal was also shocked!

Edgar was faster than her, as fast as a rocket!

Crystal was also confused. Was Edgar really not an ordinary man?

After entering the museum, Edgar skillfully opened the vacuum door of the museum. Then he walked in and unlocked the password on the layer of violet glass at the speed of zero point zero one.

The password was a series of irregular numbers, and there were irregular letters on it. Such a complicated password only took Edgar less than two seconds.

Following the violet light, Edgar walked to the hall. He quickly glanced at the antiques that had a long history on the spot. In the corner, he saw the calligraphy and painting written by Mr. Kangxi.

Every item in the museum had a sensor on it. Once someone touched anything here, the alarm would be activated, attracting the bodyguards outside the gate.

But Edgar was not worried about that at all.

Because he had been well prepared when he came here. He took out the silver needle from his pocket, threw the silver needle out of its sheath, and knocked off the sensor around the painting. Then he took out a dagger and quickly cut off the opposite frame. The painting fell at this moment, and Edgar caught it all of a sudden. Then he turned around and dodged as fast as he could.

It only took four minutes for Edgar to finish the whole process. At the last minute, he stood in front of Crystal and Elmer and said, "This is what your master wants!"

While speaking, Edgar handed the painting to Crystal's hand.

Since then, Crystal's mind had been in a mess. Not to mention Crystal, even Elmer, who was connected by Crystal, was in a mess.

Five minutes! Only five minutes! It only took Edgar five minutes to get everything done. He was still alone!

What was wrong with this world? How coul

derstand?"

What Ryan said was sincere and moved Tracy.

"Well, Ryan, I will protect our child well!"

Tracy didn't force Ryan to give her an explanation, because she knew very well that Ryan hated talkative women, and the murderer was his son, Adam.

Tracy didn't expect to ask Adam to live with her father's death. Everyone knew which was more important between her son and her father-in-law!

Besides, she knew that Adam couldn't be the murderer of her father.

Therefore, Tracy only said a thank you to Ryan, and did not interfere with what he was going to say next.

Her big watery eyes, which were filled with grievance, made Ryan's heart soft enough to choke water.

Holding Tracy in his arms, Ryan said gently, "Well, I'll take care of here. You go home first and wait for me at home."

After saying that, Ryan gestured to the maids standing beside him and asked them to send Tracy back.

Tracy didn't make any noise. Instead, she quietly left with the maid.

After Tracy left, Ryan grabbed the ashtray on the table and threw it at Adam who was standing there.

"Look at what you have done!"

Adam continued to pretend to be submissive and whispered, "Dad, I'm not the murderer..."