Chapter 78 was completed in one go.

Back home, Yao Fanghua took a pickaxe from the greenhouse, cut off a small section of the handle, and put it in her backpack. She took a carving knife, a lock pick, and a small flashlight from her toolbox. She also stuffed a wad of thick rope into her bag. She filled a large thermos with hot water.

After shedding her bulky sweater and thermal underwear, Yao Fanghua wore only thermal underwear, a pair of loose-fitting outer pants, a black down jacket, and a dark blue hat.

He told his third brother to watch the house. Then he rode his bike straight to the movie theater next to Peking University.

I bought a movie ticket, lingered until 8:30 pm when the movie ended, and leisurely left the cinema.

Once most of the people had left, she got on her bike. No longer bothered by the cold, and no longer complaining about the discomfort of riding fast in the dead of winter, Yao Fanghua sped up. She didn't stop until she reached the outer wall she had chosen during the day.

There was no one around, and the place was completely dark.

Yao Fanghua tied the rope to the base of a tree by the roadside. A sidewalk separated the tree from the outer wall. She laid the rope on the ground, crossed the sidewalk, and pressed it against the base of the wall. She then placed a brick on the rope at the base of the wall and threw the remaining part of the rope over the wall. Finally, she tossed her backpack over.

Yao Fanghua parked the car against the wall, stepped onto it, stood on it, grabbed the top of the outer wall, jumped, gripped tightly, and climbed up.

She had been rehearsing this series of actions, starting with tying the rope, without pausing. She had already done so many times in her mind today.

Sitting on the outer wall, Yao Fanghua was stunned for a moment. She had never known that she was so agile. She remembered that when she was a child, she was the only one who couldn't climb trees or scale earthen walls. She always watched enviously from below as other children rode on the top of the wall, shouting with joy as if they were riding horses.

She was originally thinking that if she really couldn't climb up, she would raise the bicycle and take off her down jacket before trying again.

Yao Fanghua quickly regained her senses, and taking advantage of the surge in her hormones and bursting with good luck, she hurriedly threw her backpack down. Then she silently chanted, "Jump, roll on the spot, jump, roll on the spot." Then she closed her eyes and jumped down, landing face down on the ground.

Ignoring the pain, he grimaced, grabbed his backpack, and headed towards the nearby mound.

Yao Fanghua measured the distance with her eyes and found that this spot, directly opposite the center of the bridge, was three feet above the bottom of the hill. Coincidentally, this spot also faced the statue and the stone tablet; what else could it be but a cenotaph?

Yao Fanghua felt a chill run down her spine. Old Master Wu was utterly immoral. Did he actually want his grandson found, or not?!

Yao Fanghua silently recited the words of socialism, took out a pickaxe, and began digging. When she couldn't dig through the hard parts, she poured in some hot water and quickly dug through the block before it froze. After digging three feet deep, Yao Fanghua was overjoyed; she had finally seen something. An iron box.

Yao Fanghua quickly dug away the surrounding area, revealing a complete metal box lid. It was the lid of a biscuit tin. What a careless person, not even bothering to put a lock on it.

Yao Fanghua used a carving knife to lift the lid, revealing a sea of ​​gold bars. Familiar size, large bars.

Yao Fanghua grabbed her backpack and started packing. Calm down, calm down, stay composed.

As a result, after digging for half a day, when he suddenly stopped, his hands were shaking uncontrollably, especially his right hand that was grasping the gold.

Yao Fanghua clenched her uncooperative right hand tightly. "What are you trembling for! Calm down right now! Do you still want to never lift a finger again?! If you keep trembling like that, you'll be washing dishes every day from now on." She exhaled a puff of hot air, then clenched her fist tightly again, finally managing to stop the shaking.

After packing the gold bars, there was a drawstring cloth bag at the bottom of the box. Yao Fanghua grabbed the bag and glanced at it quickly, but couldn't see it clearly; it looked like it contained stones. Ignoring it for now, Yao Fanghua tossed it into her backpack.

Put the lid back on, and then fill the soil back in.

The things were too heavy, and her shoulders were starting to give way; she had to hurry. She emptied the water from her thermos and walked towards the wall. Despite the cold weather, she was covered in sweat.

Yao Fanghua tied her backpack to the rope. The pickaxe and thermos were also tied to the rope.

She first climbed up the wall using a rope. Then she pulled up her backpack and other items, and slowly lowered them down to the bicycle. Finally, she jumped down from the wall.

I untied the rope, put the rope, pickaxe, and thermos in the bike basket, slung my backpack over my shoulder, and rode home. I wasn't afraid of the cold or the weight; my whole body was full of energy.

"What are you doing!"

Just as Yao Fanghua stepped off the sidewalk, an old man walked up from the side road. He yelled at her and then shone a flashlight beam at her.

Yao Fanghua immediately turned left and sped up, leaving the old man behind. Even after she could no longer hear his shouts, she didn't slow down. Her heart was pounding; she was already tense, and that shout had almost made her heart jump out of her chest. Why was he taking a walk so late at night instead of sleeping?!

The old man, who wasn't sleeping and was out for a stroll, was furious. He chased after the bicycle for ages. There must be something wrong; why would he run if there wasn't? He used to be so imposing when he wore his red armband! Damn it, this brat got away! He was so angry, so angry! The old man, panting, finally arrived at the police station.

Police officer Xiao Zhao, who was on duty at the police station, got a headache whenever he saw Grandpa Hao. This old man brought people to the police station every few days. There were young couples secretly hugging each other at night, men who had quarreled late at night and left home to get some fresh air, young people who came out for a stroll at night, and people returning home late for various reasons. But the most common were young couples. This is not how you show heroism. Is he addicted to it or something?

Grandpa Hao is very stubborn and argumentative, always arguing with the other party for a long time. It makes the police station seem more lively at night than during the day.

Fortunately, no one was taken away this time. Xiao Zhao was quite relieved.

"Uncle Hao, what's wrong with you so late at night?" The old man was rolling his eyes and struggling to breathe. He hoped the old man wouldn't die here. Even though it was a police station, he was still scared. He quickly poured the old man a glass of water.

Grandpa Hao swatted the water glass away, yelling, "Hurry up! There's a bad guy! Go catch him!"

Grandpa Hao, panting heavily, pulled Xiao Zhao and walked outside.

"Don't pull me back, explain the situation first. Where are the bad guys? How can I go on a police mission with you if you don't explain clearly?"

Grandpa Hao stamped his foot, he was so anxious, "Just now, a person on a bicycle saw me and ran away."

Running is the right thing to do. If he sees this old man, he'll run too. At least there's someone smart. If everyone were stupid enough to follow the old man here, they'd be exhausted just working their shifts.

"Yeah, I run away when I see you. And then what?"

Grandpa Hao glared at him, "And then you ran away! You kid, are you stupid?!"

Xiao Zhao: ……

Xiao Zhao's face went blank, and he continued to ask, "What bad thing did he do? How is he a bad person?"

"...Run away as soon as you see me!"

"So you just run away when you see me? What else? What did you do?"

Grandpa Hao was incredulous. "Isn't it enough that you run away when you see me? You haven't done anything wrong, why are you running away when you see me?"

Xiao Zhao felt a little uneasy: it seems he can't run away when he sees this old man in the future.

Grandpa Hao: "Hurry up and get on your bike, let's go catch them!"

Forced by Grandpa Hao, Xiao Zhao rode his bicycle with him to the intersection they had just crossed. There was nothing on the road except for the cold wind. Following Grandpa Hao's instructions, he pedaled forward for ages. Grandpa Hao was heavy, and Xiao Zhao was panting heavily, his eyes rolling back as he gasped for breath. He felt like he was going to die before Grandpa Hao.

He's not doing well.

Xiao Zhao got off his bicycle, and a gust of cold wind blew. Exhausted, he rolled his eyes and dry heaved.

"Sir, sir, please spare me. If you can't, tell me what he looks like, and I'll tell the station chief tomorrow so he can send someone to find him for you."

Grandpa Hao sounded weak. "I... I didn't see it clearly. I only got a glimpse of its back."

"Male or female?"

The old man's voice grew weaker. "I didn't see it clearly."

You don't even know if it's a man or a woman? Haha.

Seeing Xiao Zhao looking at him like he was a fool, Grandpa Hao immediately declared confidently, "That bike was ridden incredibly fast, it must have been a young man. He must have been an unemployed young man, who knows what kind of petty theft he's up to late at night."

Xiao Zhao: ...What era are we living in now? You think you can convict someone and get them arrested just by talking?

"Sir, you need evidence!"

Grandpa Hao remained silent.

After pausing for a moment, Xiao Zhao got back on his bike and took the old man home.

His legs were trembling when he got back to the police station. That shift had nearly killed him. Xiao Zhao bowed in the direction of the old man's house, begging him to stay home less in the future, and to stay home less when he was on duty.