Marvel's Kryptonians

"Otherwise, why do you think I would have to hire him for this job? He is a professional!"

Hearing the feelings of his friends, Louis said proudly.

Then, they continued to carefully monitor the villa and the surrounding situation to ensure that no accidents would happen.

"Along the hall, there are stairs on the right hand side, go up to the second floor, and the goal is the third storage room from the bottom..."

Following the instructions from his companion through the headset, Scott turned on the flashlight and came to the storage room on the second floor. When he saw the fingerprint security door, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

This is too childish, so naturally it won't bother him.

Paste the old fingerprints left by the handle with tape, reproduce the texture, and pass the scanning level with the reproduced fingerprints.

After five minutes.

Scott didn't touch any alarms, and entered the storage room smoothly, and saw the thickened safety steel door that was two meters long and one meter wide.

"It seems that some real materials are needed!"

Looking at the insurance gate from the last century in front of him, Scott muttered.

"What did you say?"

The people outside asked puzzledly.

Scott didn't even think about explaining, he was a little surprised after checking the gate.

"No wonder you are looking for me, this is a troublesome guy." Scott exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" The companion asked in surprise.

"It's Carbondale, made in 1910, out of Titanic steel."

Scott gave a habitual smile.

"Remember hitting the iceberg? Its cold resistance is average."

Scott is a former chief engineer, and he is also a top thief. He knows how to pry open the safe at a glance.

A small hole was drilled on the main structure of the safety door, and after injecting a large amount of water, the freezing was accelerated with liquid nitrogen, and the inside and outside of the safety door quickly froze into ice...

'Boom! '

After a while, the entire safety door exploded open, and the door fell to the floor with a bang.

Hearing the sound of breaking the door, the companion on the headset couldn't help shouting excitedly.

"Look, what's inside!"

Scott was also extremely excited. With a stride, he crossed the steel door that fell to the ground and entered the safe room.

But it was empty inside, except for a table, on which was a set of dusty dark red motorcycle suits and a strange helmet.

"What is this stuff?"

Scott opened his mouth wide and was completely speechless.

"There's nothing in here!"

Seeing the empty secret room with no cash or jewelry, Scott shouted angrily.

"What? Is there nothing? No cash, no jewelry?"

Louis, who was in the car outside, was also very surprised when he heard Scott's words through the headset.

"No! There's only one motorcycle suit here!"

Looking at the weird motorcycle suit on the table in front of him, Scott felt unspeakably depressed.I finally chose to make a shot, but I didn't expect to encounter this situation.

"I'm sorry, Scott, but I know you need the money badly."

After making sure that there was nothing of value in the vault, Louis was also sorry, after all, he got the news from other places.

"Forget it, come back, let's think of other ways."

"know."

Then, based on the principle of not returning empty-handed after a shot, Scott quickly put on the seemingly weird motorcycle suit.Then, he left the villa and quickly left with the modified pickup truck parked on the side of the road.

On the van parked by the road, the atmosphere inside the car was very depressing. The three accomplices stared straight at Scott, with ugly faces as if they thought they were cakes, but ended up eating a mouthful of feces.

"So what we got after a hard night's work is this old biker suit?"

The corner of the fat man's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the strange clothes in Scott's hands that were stolen from behind the villa's double security doors.

Another companion added.

"To be more precise, it's a weird motorcycle suit. I don't want even five dollars for this second-hand clothes on the Internet."

"What else can I do, let's withdraw first, this time it's a car overturn."

The cheeky fat man sighed heavily.

Scott looked down at the uniform in his hand, and his intuition as a former engineer told him that this suit could never be just a simple motorcycle suit.

Will the motorcycle suit be placed behind the Carbondale anti-theft door?Moreover, it was covered with dust. Obviously, someone had treasured it for many years, and it was not put in it by mistake.

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