please don't believe me

[Mission reminder: There are still 5 days before the mission time. 】

ten o'clock in the morning.

"Mr. Chris." The secretary knocked on the door and came in. "The cage borrowed from the Clark Theater has entered the Selavi Theater. This is the application for material expenditure submitted by the person in charge of the decoration."

Chris read the application quickly, signed it off, and pushed it back to the secretary: "Let that kid oversee."

"Child?" The secretary picked up the application with a smile, "He is an adult anyway, and you still call him a child. Oh...you are more than ten years older than him, so you are indeed a child."

"His suggestions for the past two days are all related to the Selavi Theater, and he can't sit still here." Chris replied casually, "Staying here will only add to the chaos."

"Isn't it good to mention the cage?" The secretary raised his eyebrows and smiled, looked at the place where Chris signed, and agreed, "Don't worry. He is only 20 years old now, and he may not be able to be yours when he grows up in the future." Right arm and right arm."

But Chris didn’t continue this topic—or he never cared much about other people’s fate—he picked up a file to be processed and said: “Let the theater send someone to check all the exhibits with a list every day. , one thing must be missing. Any changes must be reported in time.”

There are many more expensive exhibits than "The Girl Drinking Afternoon Tea" in the Seravi Theater, and Chris has to beware of someone making a fuss about it.

The secretary helped his glasses: "Okay, Mr. Chris."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the main stage of the Serawi Theater.

"So, the cage is going to come down from this place, and it just lands on this conveyor belt." The person in charge of the decoration and the young man confirmed the site corresponding to the drawing. They walked from the first curtain to between the second and third curtains, "In the end, I will stop here and give this place a beam of light alone for the whole scene."

"Yes." The young man looked up at the top of the stage, it was so dark that he couldn't see what was there.However, props that are lowered and hoisted are often used in dramas, and I believe there are quite a lot of mechanisms on them.

His index finger pointed upwards: "Will there be people hiding there?"

The person in charge of the decoration said with a smile: "Sometimes the prop master will be on it. Why, afraid of an ambush?"

After the "Daily News" made a big splash, now everyone in the whole city knows that someone is going to challenge Selawi.Although the people in Selawi did not care about it, and even made fun of it, it is undeniable that those who were directly related to this incident were a little confused.

The person in charge of the theater was also present. He looked up at the top of the stage with his hands behind his back, and said, "According to the plan, there will be a prop master on the stage that day to deal with emergencies. The candidate has already been selected, and he is an old man in the theater."

"En." The young man slowly walked back to the first curtain, "During the auction, "The Girl Drinking Afternoon Tea" will always be on stage, so I'm not afraid that someone will dare to do it in front of the public." He looked up at the booth in the VIP area. Xiang Xiang, "I'm afraid that the notice letter is just a cover, and some people will make a lot of noise..."

"Now, security personnel will be assigned to all exhibition areas during the reception hours to directly monitor on-site, and the entry and exit of all VIPs will be inspected." The person in charge of the theater also came over, "Special personnel will guard the entrances and exits during non-reception hours, and no entry is allowed unless necessary. They're all inspected."

"It feels really strict. I heard that the security work is very stressful? Hold on, and I will suggest to the boss to give you some benefits when it's over." The young man smiled and said, "It's just the eve of the auction day. The sealing and centralized storage... probably the most stressful time."

"Indeed, when they are fixed in place, everything is clear at a glance, and it is convenient for guarding. Once they move, they are afraid of problems." The person in charge of the theater sighed, "It is necessary to know how to preserve artworks, and to be cautious He has a solid character, not to mention that there are no such people in the theater, and I don’t feel at ease to hire someone else.”

"Won't Mr. Chris come to the site to supervise the storage?" The young man turned to look at the person in charge, "Why does it sound like you have other plans?"

"Until the last moment, you can't relax." The director of the theater said, "I have already made a decision with the other directors. The night before the auction day, we will watch the night in the theater."

The young man was surprised: "Are you serious?"

"Of course." The director of the theater turned his attention to the VIP area.Because the lights were not turned on, the entire auditorium was very dim, and only the outline of the VIP area could be vaguely seen with the dots of light from the stage.

The young man also looked in that direction again, pointing out: "I hope everything goes well."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the VIP area of ​​the Serawi Theater.

Feila pushed her cleaning cart and walked slowly to the entrance of the VIP area.

"Hey, Fela." The security guard at the handle door saw her, leaned lazily on the stool and did not get up, "It's your turn to clean today."

"No, I don't know what's good about those things." Fela complained, "I heard that even we have to check now? I heard yesterday, who is the turn to work in the VIP area this week? Who is unlucky, go in and check it four times and eight times, checking us more carefully than checking the bottles and cans inside."

"It was ordered by the superiors that not even a fly could fly in." The security guard stretched his legs, "You didn't see the battle when receiving VIPs, to be honest, those chicks who are in charge of inspection dare to touch any noble lady. Those women look around when the chick touches other people. Oh, do they really think they're going to run into a Phantom Thief? These guys keep coming here because they're thinking about the shit that's written in the paper, and we're going to suffer. "

"I don't know the quirks of these rich people. The hem of the skirt is so big that people can hide, isn't it also brought by those who don't work and have a leisurely time?" Fera let go of the cleaning car and tugged at her cleaning skirt , "Look at me, this kind of ragged skirt doesn't even have a pannier, and you can dance casually, and you can hide your fart!"

She really jumped up and down twice.

The security staff sneered twice: "You think I want to check you? Anyway, there is still the exit side that is the highlight, hurry up and get out."

Feila laughed and scolded him a few more times before pushing the cleaning cart into the VIP area.

There was no one in the VIP area, and the auditorium was not lit, so the box was dark. Only by opening the door of the box, and by the light of the VIP passageway, could one see the situation inside the box clearly.Fira will finish cleaning the passage near the entrance, open the door of the first box, and enter with a lamp to start cleaning.

The direction of the stage is lit.Because of the structure, the VIP area can see clearly and hear the movements on the stage, but on the stage, people can only see people entering the VIP area with lights, but they can't see the appearance of people clearly.

Standing under the stage lights now is the decoration team and their supervisor, the young David Burley.

Because it was afternoon when I came the day before, everyone knew that it was the cleaning time for the VIP area.The young man looked in the direction of the light, and the person in charge of the project next to him looked at him intently, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I wanted to ask yesterday, but because the boss was present, I didn't dare to say it..." The young man gestured, and said in a low voice, "I didn't say that it is completely possible to find a rope to hang the artwork on it, right? "

He said this in a low voice, but the content really scared the person in charge of the project. He immediately frowned and said, "Fortunately, you didn't ask. Otherwise, those who will hear you picking their doubts in front of the boss will see if you can survive." tomorrow!"

Hanging things from above, didn't it make it clear that there was someone in the auditorium downstairs?Recently, the theater is only open at night to repair the stage.If anyone can cope with the things hanging from the VIP area at this time, it must be the engineering team who can get out of the auditorium by jumping to the side.

The person in charge of the project thought for a while, and added: "They are all old employees who have been in Selawi for three to five years. I showed Mr. Chris the candidates. With so many eyes, it is impossible for anyone to go to the auditorium We haven't noticed it yet."

"So I didn't say that, right?" The young man chuckled softly, "I'm telling you now to tell you to be careful in everything. Now any disturbance may be the last grass that crushes the camel's camel. Don't look too far ahead. , more or less pay attention to some movement around you."

The person in charge of the project half-seriously and half-jokingly said: "You want to say 'strife' again? I think you are fascinated by the strange thief. Don't worry, as long as he dares to show his feet at this time, I promise to catch you and open your eyes!"

"Hmm..." The young man withdrew his gaze from the direction of the VIP area, put his hands in his pockets, and turned to the depths of the stage leisurely, "I think you should worry about the cage that will hold the 'girl' firmly."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the VIP area of ​​the Serawi Theater.

As usual, Feila pushed the cleaning cart to the exit of the VIP area after cleaning.

"Hey, it's you today." The security guard at the exit greeted her, not as casually as the one at the entrance, "I don't need to say more, come and check."

Ferra rolled his eyes in distaste, and was about to lift his skirt when he walked over.

"Stop, stop!" The security guard picked up two wooden sticks that looked like crutches, "Without those chicks, I'll get started."

He used two wooden sticks to hold Fela in front and back and stroke it down, and stroked it left and right again, making sure that the skirt could stick to his body before putting down the stick.Then he walked to the cleaning truck, opened the lid of the trash can, looked at it, and then nodded.

"Come on, let's go." The security staff slapped their hands, "Don't think too much, I'm so troublesome every day, why don't you have to do it?"

"Anyway, it's not my turn to come here again this week, so take your time." Feila pushed back the cleaning car, and said angrily, "Don't make it just a prank in the end, making us all work for nothing."

"As long as he dares to come, I will tell him to come and go." The security guard snorted, "You said that I was a gatekeeper and caught a strange thief. That would be considered a legend."

"Bah." Fira turned back and said, "Just dream!"