It's late at night.

Wang Shouren rubbed his sleepy eyes, went to his study, and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Factory Manager! I'm Zhang from the factory's security department!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Shouren immediately sobered up. The security department was already serious enough for him to take seriously.

"What's wrong? What happened over there?!"

"Our factory has been robbed! The team leader asked me to ask you how to handle this!"

"You've attracted thieves?!" Wang Shouren narrowed his eyes slightly. "Alright, I understand."

After hanging up, he immediately dialed again.

"Hello, who is it? It's so late at night."

I said, "The fish has taken the bait."

"What?! Really?!" came a surprised voice from the other end of the phone.

"Seriously, I don't have enough people to lock it up. Hurry up and seal it off. Remember to lock all the exits here, or they'll escape, and you'll be sorry. Because of this mess of yours, I've allowed such a huge security hazard to exist..."

Before Wang Shouren could finish speaking, a busy signal came from the other end.

He shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Lou Xiao'e came out rubbing her eyes. Qin Jingru had gone to school to register yesterday, and Lou Xiao'e had been home all day. Wang Shouren was even thinking of hiring a few more nannies. After all, it was just his family living in this courtyard house.

"It's nothing, something happened at the factory, I have to go there, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Is it serious?

"It's quite a hassle. You should go to sleep." Wang Shouren smiled, kissed Lou Xiao'e's cheek, and was about to leave.

"Wear an extra layer of clothing, it's cold outside."

"good……"

Grandpa Qiu, carrying his weapon, chased after them along the path. In his eyes, the few petty thieves were nothing to fear.

But the more you pursue it, the more something seems off.

He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the man-made path in front of him.

As a veteran, and a reconnaissance soldier at that, his sense of direction was excellent. However, the freshly trodden path before him gave him a sense of unease. He hadn't felt this unease in a long time.

Everything is normal.

He spotted some petty thieves in the factory and sounded the alarm, scaring them away. He then gave chase with his weapon. The thieves wouldn't dare leave via the main road, so they only had one route. Moreover, these thieves were most likely employees of the factory. They would most likely hide their loot in the mountains.

This means that these are just three mediocre guys.

And these three scoundrels actually gave him this feeling.

How does it feel?

That was the feeling he had when he was tracking a spy years ago. The spy was very cunning and had escaped their pursuit many times. It was through his innate sixth sense that he sensed something was wrong in the face of a clue deliberately created by the spy, and that's how he finally caught him.

Normal people will leave traces when they go up the mountain, and these traces will remain for a long time unless it rains.

Logically, he should have been able to find them quickly by following their footprints.

But this time, Grandpa Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into a thick patch of grass on his left. He used the barrel of his gun to part the grass, and there was a footprint in it. This footprint was different from the ones he had been tracking all along; it was very light, and only an experienced person would notice it.

"Looks like the big fish is over here." Grandpa Qiu picked up his Type 38 rifle, made a mark on the ground, and walked into the path.

As time went on, the further he went in, the more uneasy he felt.

How can anyone walk on this path? It looks like an animal trail.

So-called animal trails are paths frequently used by animals. Over time, these trails naturally form small paths. Experienced hunters can use these trails to determine what kinds of animals have passed through. As time goes by, the footprints of people walking on these trails become deeper and deeper, eventually leaving almost no trace.

There aren't many large wild animals on the hills around here, not to mention large ones, even small ones are rare. During the famine a few years ago, this hill was almost leveled to extract more food. As a result, there are very few edible animals on this mountain, and the animal trails have gradually disappeared.

In other words...

A bad thought flashed through Grandpa Qiu's mind.

No! We need to hurry!

Despite his advanced age, Grandpa Qiu walked on this road as if it were flat ground, catching up with the guy in front of him in almost an instant.

Wang Wang was desperately trying to find a place to hide, but he hadn't seen a suitable spot along the way. Just as he was about to rest for a while...

With a loud "bang!"

A bullet pierced through the tree next to him.

Behind him came Old Man Qiu's cold voice: "Hands up, or die!"

The menacing voice made Wang Wang shudder, and the things he was holding fell to the ground.

With another "thud," it hit his ankle directly, causing him to scream and fall to the ground.

Grandpa Qiu frowned, walked over, pointed his gun at him, and asked, "Where are the others?"

Wang Wang remained silent, continuing his agonizing screams.

"Bang!"

Now, the somewhat feigned screams suddenly sounded genuine.

Wang Wang now has a bullet hole in his leg.

"If you howl again, the old man will give you another one."

Wang Wang looked up at Grandpa Qiu in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly: "Grandpa... I just stole a few things, and you... you shot me?!"

Fear and anger made his mind a complete mess.

He couldn't understand why. It was just stealing a few things, was it really necessary?! He was shot directly. He had been beaten many times since he was a child, but he had never been shot by a Type 38 rifle. In an instant, feelings of grievance, confusion, and bewilderment welled up in his heart, and he burst into tears.

"Shut up!" Old Qiu's forehead veins bulged.

Wang Wang's wailing stopped abruptly. He really didn't want to be hit again.

"I ask, you answer."

This display of power completely terrified the thief. He had originally planned to take advantage of Grandpa Qiu's approach to strike him, but he never expected the old man to be so ruthless.

"Take off your mask, who are you?"

Wang Wang hesitated for a moment, glanced at Grandpa Qiu whose eyes were filled with a fierce light, swallowed hard, and took off his mask.

"It really was you, you three little brats. This old man can tell you're no good. Where are the other two? What's your purpose in taking this thing?" Old Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"They...they ran in the other direction."

"Explain in more detail!" Grandpa Qiu pointed his gun at Wang Wang again.