Ye Chenghuan smiled faintly: "Because he is holding a lot of ill-gotten gains."

Of course Lin Peishan didn't believe his words: "So you are a thief, don't tell me that you are the same as Kidd, the thief on Conan."

"Whatever you understand, I have to get this key tonight."

Time is tight and he cannot delay any more. He snatched and wanted to leave, but Lin Peishan blocked him.

Ye Chenghuan's face turned gloomy: "Do away!"

"No!" Lin Peishan faced his gaze without any cowardice.

Ye Chenghuan frowned. If it were someone else, he would have stepped on it, but he couldn't do anything to Lin Peishan, and it would be difficult to touch her.

As Lin Peishan reached out to her back with a handkerchief and directly covered her mouth and nose with a white handkerchief. As the woman quickly lost consciousness, her body slowly softened, then Alba behind her appeared.

Ye Chenghuan opened her eyes wide and looked at her subordinate incredibly: "You actually fascinated her?"

Alba smiled faintly: "Is there any better way besides doing this, leader?"

Ye Chenghuan frowned. There seemed to be no better way except this stupid method. He handed the key to her, "I'll leave everything here to you."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not let you down."

Ye Chenghuan looked at the watch, then looked at Lin Peishan who was already unconscious, pulled off her dress and bow tie, turned around and disappeared deep in the corridor...

Zurich, Switzerland.

The most famous Banhof Street in Zurich extends from the Central Railway Station to the beautiful Lake Zurich. The whole street is clean and fresh. There are many linden trees planted on both sides of the road. The breeze blows, the branches and leaves dance, and the elegant and sweet linden trees are refreshing. The buildings on Banhof Street generally do not exceed five floors, and are mostly 19th-century buildings, which look simple and elegant.

The road from the train station to the lakeside is slightly curved and seems lingering.

Along with this road is the world-renowned display of wealth: the dazzling display of goods in the two department stores of Giobus and Jemoli, which are dazzling in quality; the five major Swiss banks, known as the God of Wealth in Zurich, are all set to appear here, and there are also various unique handbags, clothing, jewelry and watch stores distributed on both sides of the street.

As the commercial street in Europe's most prosperous city, you can find luxury goods that most people in the world can never afford on Banhof Street, from top-notch clothing, luxurious watches, ancient jewelry accessories to exquisite cuckoo clocks, charming perfumes, sky-high antiques, etc.

An old carriage parked in front of the ancient Zurich Bank, and got out of the car. An old man in his sixties was wearing a top hat and a wool coat, carrying an old suitcase in one hand, a civilized stick in the other, and sunglasses on his nose. He looked like a 19th-century European gentleman.

He walked up the shiny blue stone steps with steady steps, and stood at the door for a few seconds before entering slowly.

"Good morning, sir, do you need help?" In the golden hall, the beautiful bank receptionist showed a sweet smile.

The man put the suitcase in his hand on the table without a sound, opened the brass lock with a click, and then carefully picked up an exquisitely carved sandalwood box from it, and finally opened the gold lock of the wooden box with an exquisite golden key, and a dazzling light immediately burst out from the box!

The receptionist immediately opened his eyes wide and saw a golden cup in front of the box, inlaid with pearls, rubies and emeralds. Its shape is simple and elegant, with extremely complex patterns, and there is an ancient atmosphere everywhere, as if it had just been salvaged from the smoke and dust of history.

"This is……"

"Holy Grail!"

"What did you say!"

"Yes, as you can see, this is the legendary Holy Grail."

The receptionist looked at the old man in front of him in surprise. She knew that she could not handle the business with her qualifications, so she immediately picked up the phone and asked her supervisor to come over.

Soon, a middle-aged man came over quickly, and the receptionist told him a few words and then flashed aside.

The supervisor carefully looked at the golden holy grail, and after a long time, he looked at the old man, "Are you sure this is the holy grail of Jesus?"

"Yes." The old man said confidently.

In Europe, almost no one has ever heard of the legend of the Holy Grail, whether it is a believer who believes in Christianity or the general public.

The traditional view on the Grail is that it is a communion cup that once replenished the blood of Christ. Later, Joseph of Alimacia brought the Grail to England, which is believed to have brought it to Glastoneburg in southern England. Since then, the whereabouts of the Grail have become a mystery.

It is said that this cup was used at the last supper. During the crucifixion, it was also used to store the holy blood of Jesus. Although different stories have different characters responsible for collecting the holy blood, some say it is Joseph of Alimacia, some say it is Nicodomes, and some say it is Maria of Magdalene, but many legends believe that if you can find this Holy Grail and drink the water it has served, you will be reborn, resurrected from the dead and gain eternal life.

To this day, many people believe it.

"What are your requirements?"

"I want to keep the Holy Grail here."

"Why?"

“Because this is the safest place in the world.”

Bang, bang, bang...

In the evening, a long bell sounded from St. Peter's Church on Banhof Street, and a young man walked out of the church, with his leather jacket and goggles made him look heroic.

He stood on the street and looked around, took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Sir, do you want to read the newspaper?" A newspaper boy wearing a baseball cap came to him and looked at him with a pair of blue eyes full of innocence.

The man took a sip of cigarette, took out a banknote from his arms and stuffed it into the brim of the newspaper boy's hat, took a German newspaper and walked across the road.

"Sir, your money..."

"No need to look for it." The man waved his hand while walking.

The orange sun shines on the wide roads of Banhof Street, like the best butter cheese in the world made by the Swiss.

The man sat on an outdoor bench on the street, quietly looking at the newspaper in his hand. A gust of evening breeze blew, and a few fallen leaves occasionally floated from the tree, quietly falling on the man's shoulders. He seemed to be sitting in the corner of the world, without being disturbed by anything in the world.

"Skynet, is there any good news?" The man's mouth seemed to move, but it seemed to be still. A low voice came from his throat. People came and drove on the street, everything was as comfortable as usual, and no one noticed him.

"Of course, according to the latest online survey results just released by Swiss news media cash, 59% of Swiss people opposed the gold referendum, and 41% expressed support. This year, Switzerland will hold a referendum on gold-related matters, including: asking the Swiss National Bank to stop selling gold, retrieve Swiss gold reserves and demanding at least 20% of the Swiss National Bank's assets to be gold. The referendum stems from public dissatisfaction with Swiss monetary policy and Swiss banking policy, and Switzerland has a tradition of independence and not succumbing to tyranny. Recently, the Swiss government and parliament have opposed the referendum. Officials said that increasing holdings of gold will increase the difficulty of regulating prices, thereby affecting economic growth."

Ye Chenghuan frowned, a little dissatisfied with this naughty subordinate: "What I want is good news."

"This is just the good news we want, and the result shows that the gold reserves of the Bank of Zurich will not change at all today, which means that the underground vault will not be opened by banks at least today."

"I'm not interested in your plans, I just want what I want."

“Our plan is seamless and there are no problems.”

"Soldiers need confidence, but don't be blindly confident."

"Our confidence comes from you, the respected leader."

"You can shut your stinky mouth, it's not the time to play humor."

"Oh, by the way, today is the famous mud music festival in Switzerland and the largest rock music festival in Europe. It has held 170 performances in 6 days. After doing this ticket, can you ask for a leave? You know that rock music and whiskey are my favorites..."

"I'm afraid you've said one less, that's a beauty."

"Hehe, you still know my three major hobbies in life."

"If the task is completed, you can pick up girls, otherwise you can save your butt first. Shut up and stop polluting my ears."

At this moment, hundreds of parades rushed over the streets, men and women wearing earrings and nose rings surrounded by exhibition cars of different shapes. As the explosive rock music parades and swayed, many people took off their tops and wore only a pair of underwear all over their bodies. Young beauties kept climbing to the roof, swaying while spraying at the crowd with high-pressure water guns. The originally quiet Banhof Street was quarreled into a mess!

When the music festival parade passed by, there was only a newspaper left on the outdoor chair, and Ye Chenghuan's people had no idea where they went.

Three minutes later, he had arrived at the golden hall of Bank Zurich, and came to the front desk with one arm holding the counter, took off his sunglasses with one hand, knocked on the table, and smiled at the beautiful receptionist.

"Is there anything you need help, sir?"

"Did someone have a cup here in the morning?"

The receptionist immediately showed a look of surprise and had to look at the man in front of him carefully, "Yes."

"I'll take it away now."

"But it was an old man who came in the morning..."

"Bank Zurich has always implemented the world's strictest customer confidentiality system. He has never recognized the keys but not people, and will not ask about customers' privacy, right?"

"Oh, yes." The woman was still hesitating.

A hint of coldness flashed in Ye Chenghuan's eyes: "What, is there any problem?"

"Uh...no problem, but..."

"But what?"

"However, the items you store are too valuable and I have no right to serve you. I must hire my supervisor."

"What are you waiting for?"

The woman immediately called and soon walked out of a corner of the hall, a man who looked like a supervisor and whispered a few words to the receptionist.

The supervisor held up his glasses and looked Ye Chenghuan seriously, "Please follow me."

Ye Chenghuan and he walked through the golden hall, walked through a long corridor on the left, and finally stopped in front of a door engraved with a strange code.

The supervisor took out the key and opened the door. Ye Chenghuan walked in with him and saw the tall and spacious room full of metal safes, all of which were neatly placed on the shelves of supermarkets, with all kinds of strange codes engraved on it.
Chapter completed!