Dealing with Zhu Yingxiong isn't difficult; just put a sack over his head and beat him up. These days, there aren't even security cameras on the streets. The real problem is his entire family—especially his father, the director of the Revolutionary Committee. Once his family is brought down, Zhu Yingxiong will be no threat.

Zhan Chunlan couldn't think of any clever solution for a moment, so she could only resort to the dumbest trick: tracking!

She skipped classes for several days in a row, leaving home before dawn and returning after dark, keeping a close eye on the Zhu family's every move, but she still couldn't find any evidence against them.

Fortunately, schools are not strict these days, and there are many students who disappear for days at a time, so she didn't stand out among them.

Early that morning, she bumped into Li Xiuxiu and Fan Hongying as soon as she stepped out. She gave them a few vague replies and then hurried off to stake out the Zhu family's neighborhood.

Zhu Yingxiong's parents had gone to work, and a little while later, Zhu Yingxiong also went out. Judging from his appearance, he must have carried a lot of money with him.

Zhan Chunlan looked at the two-story building in front of her and hesitated. She had been following this family for the past few days without any breakthroughs. Today, the whole family had gone out. Should she... go in and take a look?

Without further ado, Zhan Chunlan went straight to the back of the house and immediately spotted the broken window. She had heard that Zhu Yingxiong had been locked in the house by his parents a while ago, and he had escaped by smashing this window. Since the window hadn't been repaired yet, it would be perfect for her to take action.

She nimbly climbed through the window and entered the house, hunching over as she quietly searched the room.

She didn't know how the house was laid out, so she could only search one room at a time.

I casually opened the first room on the right, a clean and tidy kitchen. Tsk, I closed the door again and walked to the next room. I opened it, and it was another storage room? Why would rich people live in such a big house? Don't they find the house too big and the rooms too many? Are they too lazy to walk around?

Zhan Chunlan returned to the living room and looked at the exquisitely designed staircase. She felt a little jealous: Damn it, the staircases of rich people are more exquisite than the beds she sleeps on. What's wrong with having one more rich person like her?

She stomped angrily on the stairs, the loud "thump" startling her half to death. She immediately came to her senses and tiptoed up the stairs.

We were lucky this time; the first room after going upstairs was the master bedroom.

She looked at the 1.8-meter-wide bed and felt a surge of desire. It had been so long since she had slept in such a comfortable bed. It felt like something from a past life, or rather, a past life.

The bed was covered with a silk four-piece bedding set, a standard for wealthy families. But could it even be covered at night? Not to mention, the silk material slips down with the slightest movement. In the dead of winter, would this family be crazy to cover themselves with such a cold and icy blanket?

Stop! Zhan Chunlan, you're here today to collect evidence, not to complain about other people's lives. Stop!

Zhan Chunlan held her breath, put on the gloves she had borrowed from Fan Hongying, and carefully searched the room.

Hey, I overestimated this couple. I thought I'd have to look for some hidden compartment or something. Instead, I found an account book in the desk. It meticulously recorded the list of valuables confiscated each time their house was raided, and even listed who received them. She casually flipped through it and put it into her spatial storage without hesitation. Just the names she glanced at were enough to make Director Zhu Zhenguo live on the most remote farm!

That's great! I'm living a more stable life than someone with a government job even before I've retired. They'll definitely thank me!

Having achieved her most important goal, she relaxed and finally had the mind to slowly search for other items.

There was something that looked like a jewelry box next to her. She took it out, placed it on the table, and slowly opened it. Was it glittering with gold? No!

But the sheer abundance of jewelry was real; an entire box of precious ornaments. Even in her later life, she had never seen so many real items. No wonder that emperor liked to confiscate property. From this day forward, she liked it too.

Just as I was about to close the box, I caught a glimpse of a bright green jade bracelet in the corner.

It's so beautiful, as smooth and translucent as glass, much prettier than the bracelet she bought for 2,000 yuan during her previous life.

A thought struck her, and she took out the jade thumb ring from her spatial storage. The two items were somewhat similar, both being jade!

Zhan Chunlan reached out to pick up the bracelet, wanting to compare it carefully.

"Tear~ That really hurts." Zhan Chunlan looked at the culprit, which was the jade brooch next to the bracelet. She hadn't put it away properly and the needle had pricked her finger.

He tightly gripped the wound on his right index finger with his left hand, and blood dripped out drop by drop. Before he knew it, the blood had fallen onto the ring.

Zhan Chunlan quickly released her grip, preparing to wipe the blood off the ring with her sleeve, but suddenly her vision blurred.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a square space. Before me stood a rustic wooden house, and in front of it was a square plot of land, which looked to be about 3m x 3m in size. This space was much larger than before!

She was overjoyed, caressing the ring with obvious delight. Could this ring actually be a spatial dimension? It had come at just the right time; she had been heartbroken because her own space was too small to fit many things in.

Using the new space's abilities, she thoroughly ransacked the Zhu family's house, even uncovering the hidden basement—inside were a box of small yellow croakers and five boxes of gold and silver jewelry, all priceless antique treasures!

She hurried downstairs to go home. Passing by the kitchen, she hesitated for two seconds before going straight inside and taking away all the cured meat, sausages, rice, flour, and cooking oil.

So many great things! You can hardly find them at other stores all year round, but this place just casually puts them in the cupboard. Now, I'm getting them for free!

She dared not linger and hurried home.

There was no one at home. Zhan Chunlan stroked the jade thumb ring on her hand, treasuring it dearly. She decided to put the ring into her spatial storage.

The next moment, Zhan Chunlan's vision went black and she collapsed to the ground.

Before she fainted, she reached out Er Kang's hand, her face full of regret: "My many treasures, whom I just got today, please don't leave me!"

When I woke up again, it was already late at night.

She found herself abandoned on that dilapidated "bed"—apparently, her family members, upon returning home and finding her collapsed on the floor, had "kindly" carried her onto the bed.

Although they were too lazy to even spread out the blankets for her, she wasn't disappointed, because she had received more, hehe.

She held her breath and focused her consciousness into the space—sure enough, the two spaces had merged into one, becoming the same size as the ring space, since the previous spaces were not even as big as a box that the Zhu family had taken in.

The layout is also similar to that of a ring-shaped space: a wooden house, three main rooms, and two side rooms, forming a small courtyard.

After careful observation, she decided to use the east wing as a kitchen and put all the food she had looted from the Zhu family there.

Although she doesn't have any guests, she still uses the middle main room as the main hall. Now I can live in five rooms by myself and have fun as I please!

She plans to decorate the main room, which will serve as her bedroom. She wants a large wardrobe and a carved bed!

The west wing was his study, and although he didn't have any books yet, a study was essential. All his gold and silver treasures were also kept in the study.

Zhan Chunlan clapped her hands, looking at the boxes scattered all over the ground. They were a bit messy, and even though they were all treasures, they seemed less valuable when piled up like this.

No, she still needs to find some antique display shelves and put these things on them properly so she can come in and admire them from time to time.

The last room, the west wing, is temporarily planned as a storage room. But surely there aren't any miscellaneous items that could fit inside? Wouldn't "storeroom" sound better?

Forget about the warehouse; if I don't go out and cook soon, I'll get scolded again.