The system has to be used even if it is pulled

"Jackie Chan, you're here. Take a look. This is the crime scene. This is one of the four major gold storage bases of the Federal Reserve. It is heavily guarded, and not far away is the federal military base. But the enemy broke in and slaughtered everyone here before the army could react. 3000 tons of gold are missing."

"This shouldn't be possible! Such strict guarding forces, anti-aircraft guns, fortresses, base guns. These things would be difficult to defeat even if the army came to attack!" Jackie Chan said with a frown after looking around.

"The most surprising thing is that no one noticed that the base's cameras and alarm systems did not detect the enemy. When we rushed there, we found that all the cameras and alarm devices had been turned off before the incident. All the people who were originally on guard fainted on the ground." Blake led Jackie Chan into the monitoring room.

"Things are a bit complicated. Can you pull out the video footage before the incident so we can take a closer look at it bit by bit?" Jackie Chan said as if he had some ideas.

When the surveillance footage was called up and replayed frame by frame, everyone immediately discovered the problem: there were clearly several more footprints on the sand.

Sheriff Black and Jackie Chan looked at each other and said at the same time: "A talisman!"

Things are getting a little complicated. After resealing the Holy Lord, the talismans disappeared. Before they could collect them again, it seemed that someone had collected them before them. Who could it be? Valon? Only the Black Hand Organization knew about the talismans, so Jackie Chan decided to go and get some information.

Late at night, in the building of the Black Hand organization, Jackie Chan, wearing a nightgown and using the high-tech equipment of District 13, slowly walked vertically on the glass of the building.

If someone saw this scene, they might be shocked. Finally, Jackie Chan found a position, opened the glass of the building quietly, and entered the building as nimbly as a cat.

Finally reaching the top floor, Jackie Chan sneaked in quietly and rolled a few times nimbly to Zhao Yuanlang's desk. Just as he was about to get up to look for some evidence, the lights in the whole room suddenly turned on. Jackie Chan tried to find a place to hide, but he saw countless feet.

"Hi, Jackie Chan, good evening!" Ah Fu looked at Jackie Chan with a smile.

"Emmm, good evening everyone, good evening Mr. Waron!" Jackie Chan looked around and found countless people standing on both sides of the room, while Zhao Yuanlang was sitting in the main seat.

"The black tiger digs out its heart, the white crane spreads its wings, the monkey steals peaches, Mount Tai falls on your head, and two dragons play with a pearl." Ah Fu starts talking nonsense and beats Jackie Chan to a defeat.

"This is all a misunderstanding! Mr. Valon, I can explain it, oops!" Jackie Chan, who was beaten back several steps, tried to do something, but was pushed by a member of the Black Hand organization behind him, and he fell towards the attacking Ah Fu.

As expected, Jackie Chan was hugged by Ah Fu, and he struggled for a long time but failed to break free.

"Okay, put him down, Ah Fu! Mr. Cheng, I'm very curious, what are you doing here so late at night?" Zhao Yuanlang played with the cane in his hand.

As Zhao Yuanlang lowered his head, Jackie Chan could not see his eyes and could not guess his intentions. He could not help but panic: "Aha! It's nothing, I just went to the wrong place. Mr. Valon."

"Lying is not a good thing. I guess you're here about the Fed's missing gold."

"It was you who did it!"

"You are too arbitrary. With my strength, I can't get anything. I don't care about the mere 3000 tons of gold. Besides, if I don't know about the Federal Reserve's loss of gold, I am not worthy of being the boss of the Black Hand organization. Okay, call Dad's antique shop and ask someone to pick him up." Zhao Yuanlang waved his hand and signaled Ah Fu.

Ah Fu nodded and took out his phone.

.......

"Hello, Dad's Antique Shop. How can I help you?" Tru picked up the phone.

"Long time no see, Tru. Jackie Chan came to our place tonight. Someone from you should come and pick him up..."

Before Ah Fu could finish his words, he heard a loud noise over there, as if his father's antique shop had been attacked by terrorists.

"Hahaha! Die for me, old man!" Zhao Yuanlang sat in his chair and listened to Daolong's yelling on the other side of the microphone. He clapped his hands in satisfaction: "Jackie Chan, it seems that you have caused big trouble recently!"

"It's a talisman! It's you, Daolong!" Dad's words were clearly heard by Jackie Chan.

"It's time to teach you how powerful I am! Prepare to die, you stinky old man. Hahaha! All of you, move all the books here away!"

As the call was hung up, Jackie Chan became more and more anxious. Looking at Jackie Chan like this, Zhao Yuanlang waved his hand to signal his men to let him go.

"Jackie Chan, if you need help, remember to come to me. After all, I want to be Xiaoyu's godfather. Let's go back and take a look!"

"Thank you for this time. Goodbye."

Looking at Jackie Chan running out in a hurry, Ah Fu and Zhao Yuanlang couldn't help but smile.

.......

"Jackie Chan, you're back. Dad and the others are all fine." Sheriff Blake is always the best person to show up afterwards.

"Uncle Long, I'm so scared!" Xiaoyu threw herself on Jackie Chan.

Jackie Chan touched Xiaoyu, looked at Tru, whose head was covered in blood, and his father, who was holding his waist, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Tru said innocently.

"Oh! Dad's waist is almost broken, and you still ask if Dad is okay!" The dad went up and gave Jackie Chan a two-finger hit, which made Jackie Chan feel excruciating pain.

"It seems that you are all okay. Dad, you are still in good spirits." Jackie Chan said, covering his head.

"Jackie Chan, I think we need to talk." Sheriff Blake said on the side.

"what happened?"

"It seems that the Fed's action this time is closely related to Daolong. What do you think?"

"Well, it's true. They have the talisman and are the most likely suspects, but we don't know their intentions right now."

"This is not important. What's important to us is the talisman and the gold! If we don't hurry up, the Federation will not be able to suppress the news, and then everything will be in chaos."

"Okay, but we don't know where Valon's lair is."

"It's okay. When I was fighting him, I cast a tracking spell on him. When my waist gets better, we'll go find him together." The old man said, holding his waist.

"it is good!"

.........

In Daolong's castle, Black-faced Daolong cast a spell, trying to summon the Holy Lord.

"My demon brother! Hello!"

"Evil wizard, what do you want?"

"I want more power!"

"Haha! It seems that you, who have two talismans, have experienced the benefits of power. However, are you dreaming? I have turned into a statue now and cannot give you any power."

"No, if I can, I will release you. As a condition, you must give me power."

"Okay, then come to Area 13. Remember, put the rat charm in your hand on me and set me free. Then I will grant you unparalleled power!"

As the magic screen disappeared, Daolong chanted a spell, summoning his three stupid subordinates, strengthened them, and then quickly disappeared.