I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

As soon as Zhou Weiguo stepped out of his house in the space, he saw Shaote and Bond standing outside the door with a group of people waiting for him.

He greeted everyone with a smile, then asked, "Short, Bond, why did you bring so many people with you?"

Shao Te stepped forward with a beaming smile: "Master, isn't there an old saying in your Xia Kingdom? 'When the master is distressed, the minister is disgraced; when the master is disgraced, the minister dies.' Now that the mistress has been bullied, we naturally need to bring enough men to destroy their stronghold!"

Zhou Weiguo laughed and scolded, "That's not how you use that phrase. Alright, is everyone ready?"

Upon hearing this, Shaote raised his hand to signal behind him. A woman stepped out from the crowd, and Zhou Weiguo looked up and was stunned. This woman bore a striking resemblance to Tian Zao, even down to their height and build.

Before he could speak, Salt explained, "Master, you haven't forgotten, have you? The most basic skill of an ordinary spy is disguise. Our Red Alert spy units know more than just disguise; this is considered advanced disguise."

Zhou Weiguo then nodded in realization.

Seeing the female spy change into Tian Zao's clothes, be tied up again, and put into the wooden crate, he immediately took the crate and slipped back to the cargo hold of the transport plane.

That's right, he wanted to continue this "kidnapping case".

Tian Zao told him that since being kidnapped, she had been locked in a wooden box and had never seen the other kidnappers.

Since that's the case, he can use the "fake Tianzao" clue to find out the mastermind behind it all.

With the two top spies, Salt and Bond, leading the charge, plus more than a hundred elite spies, he refused to believe that they couldn't take down a small military intelligence agency.

More than an hour later, the transport plane finally landed smoothly. To Zhou Weiguo's surprise, the landing point was not a civilian airport, but a military base by the sea, with two destroyers moored at the dock in the distance.

Soon, a truck and a jeep drove up.

Several men in military uniforms loaded wooden crates containing "fake jujubes" onto a truck, ready to set off.

With a thought, Zhou Weiguo sent the invisible Bond into the truck bed.

He then found a secluded corner and released Shaote and the others from the space one by one.

Watching everyone quietly split up and take action, Zhou Weiguo couldn't help but sigh: It's so convenient to have people on your side; you don't have to run around solving problems yourself at all.

After everyone had left, Zhou Weiguo turned around and sneaked back into the naval base.

He had long sensed something was off about the atmosphere at the base; many people were busy setting up the area. Using his stealth abilities, he moved freely around the base, and after a while, he finally figured out the situation: six days later, the USS Ranger aircraft carrier would be making a "friendly visit" to Taiwan.

Zhou Weiguo was overjoyed: Good heavens, if we can get the "Raider" back, we'll make a fortune! Maybe those eight fighter jets that attacked him earlier took off from this aircraft carrier.

After leaving the military base, Zhou Weiguo was a little bored and hitched several rides before finally arriving in downtown Wanbei.

In those days, the northern part of Taiwan was not much different from cities on the mainland. Most of the buildings along the roadside were two or three stories high, and the occasional five or six-story building was considered a "high-rise".

However, there are significantly more vehicles on the road than in mainland China, with luxury cars making up a considerable proportion of them.

Zhou Weiguo was aimlessly wandering the streets when his gaze was suddenly drawn to the sign of a five-story building in the distance: Wanwan Bank.

A sudden thought struck him, and he couldn't help but feel an itch in his heart.

This is a bad habit I developed when I was young; whenever I see a bank, I can't help but want to go in and "find out what's going on".

He walked quickly to the bank entrance and his eyes lit up when he saw the words "Wanwan Bank Headquarters".

Zhou Weiguo immediately activated his perception ability and, sure enough, detected an underground space beneath the building.

Without further hesitation, he used his spatial teleportation ability to infiltrate into it.

Due to distance limitations, he could only detect a corner of the underground space just now.

Upon entering, they discovered that it was actually the entrance to a huge vault.

He slipped into the vault and saw a large number of crooked banknotes piled up in the middle. He glanced at them, grabbed some, and stuffed them into his storage space for future use.

He then noticed five small explosion-proof doors deeper inside the vault.

Zhou Weiguo was curious; was there some treasure hidden behind this?

He opened the first three doors in succession and found that they were filled with US dollars, with each vault containing no less than fifty million US dollars.

Although these US dollars were of little use to him, he absolutely could not leave them to Baldy; they were all property belonging to the people of Xia! Without hesitation, Zhou Weiguo put all the US dollars into his spatial storage and then walked toward the last two doors.

Even before entering, one could sense a golden glow emanating from the doorway.

After slipping inside, he discovered that the total amount of gold stored inside was approximately 250 tons.

Zhou Weiguo was stunned for a moment, then chuckled. He always had a feeling of being scolded.

He remembered reading in later generations that the bald man claimed to have brought only 150 tons of gold to Taiwan, but given the current situation, that was impossible. The bald man squandered the gold after arriving in Taiwan, and seven or eight years later, 250 tons remained. This shows that he had transported far more than that from the mainland.

Since that's the case, these golds should rightfully return to the true Xia people. Zhou Weiguo felt this was perfectly reasonable and immediately put all the gold into the storage space.

That's when he started to worry: how to "handle" the scene? After all, this is Taiwan, and they're all our own people. We can't just blow up the vault and create panic.

Forget it, let the Taiwanese people worry about it themselves. At worst, we can treat it as a major unsolved case.

He darted back onto the street, his gaze drawn to the building across the road: "Cultural Relics and Art Museum." He couldn't help but mutter to himself: Aren't cultural relics just antiques? What on earth is an art museum?

Filled with curiosity, he went straight inside.

I was a little stunned when I first entered. Having gotten used to the strict protection of museums in later generations, the artifacts from this era were displayed directly in the open air, which could be seen, touched, and even picked up and examined. This was even bolder than filming an action movie on the street!

He saw two men who looked like security guards chatting in the distance, so he quietly went over to eavesdrop.

"Uncle, what's the point of us guarding these bricks and tiles?"

"Xiao Liu, who cares what it is? As long as someone pays your salary, that's all that matters!"

"No, Uncle, I heard that all these items were returned to us by the old folks back then? Is that true?"

"Of course it's true! But they're all incredibly shrewd!"

"They only returned these most ordinary items, but these items are all quite old! Otherwise, Taiwan wouldn't have opened a museum dedicated to them, the only one of its kind in the entire island!"

Zhou Weiguo listened for a long time, and although he could only vaguely understand some of the dialect, he roughly understood that this was Taiwan's only "museum".