(A female protagonist who is outwardly cold but rich in inner world, a plain slice-of-life story, purely fictional with no research value, writing is hard, please be lenient, dear readers.)
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After making sure there were no unusual sounds, he took out something about the thickness of his index finger from his pocket and twisted it carefully. The object, the size of his index finger, emitted a faint light.
The light is very dim and difficult to detect from a distance.
With the faint light in his hand, Chen Ye walked towards the opened secret door, went down a few steps, and a dark room less than 100 square meters appeared in front of him.
This darkroom was made very crudely, and it was obvious that it was built in a hurry. It was covered with damp soil on all sides. For the Northeast, only a newly excavated cellar would have such humidity.
There are many wooden boxes inside, and even these wooden boxes are very simple, without those heavy materials and carvings, as if they were temporarily pieced together with some wooden boards.
She took a closer look and found that the burrs on it had not been polished off, so it just served a temporary purpose. There was a lock on each box, and Chen Ye had no problem dealing with these ordinary locks.
Taking out a thin wire from his pocket, Chen Ye held the glowing object in his mouth and opened the lock on one of the boxes in a few seconds.
She took a deep breath, opened the box and looked inside, but when she saw that it was filled with bottles and jars, she lost interest.
She knew that some of these things were very valuable, but she had only heard of antiques and had never seen the real thing. She didn't know whether they were valuable or not, she just knew that they were antiques.
I opened five or six boxes in succession, and found similar things inside, including thread-bound books, calligraphy and paintings, bottles and jars, and some old-looking jewelry. These should all be antiques.
Then her guess was correct. These people were definitely dealers of smuggled antiques. As for whether these antiques were all confiscated, she couldn't say for sure.
But it was enough to know the general idea. She didn't want to convict these people herself, and she didn't have the ability to do so.
After thinking for a while, Chen Ye still couldn't control his hand. He reached out to the box containing ancient books, picked up two books and put them in his arms. Only then did he feel that this trip was not in vain.
After restoring everything, Chen Ye used the dim light to clean up all traces of his visit to the basement, then carefully exited the basement, restored the door to the basement, and walked backwards out of the scrap station.
Even after leaving the scrap station, the road I walked on was cleaned up. Fortunately, the weather has been sunny these days. It would be troublesome if it rained, as the footprints on the ground would be difficult to clean up.
She did not go back to the guesthouse directly. Instead, she looked up at the moon which was mostly covered by clouds and planned to go directly to the haunted house to take a look.
She tried her best to walk in the shadows all the way, so even if someone was walking on the street, they would not easily notice her.
I came to the place where I heard people talking last time, carefully observed the surrounding environment, and then carefully climbed over the wall.
She had no idea about the structure of the yard, but as long as she was careful, even if she couldn't find anything, escaping should not be a problem.
She has a pair of sensitive ears and can judge where there are people based on the sounds. This yard is really big, a bit like the ancient mansions.
When she walked to the most crowded area, she saw a man guarding the gate of a yard. Fortunately, it was very late at this time and the guard had fallen asleep against the wall, so she quickly left.
She went around to a deserted place and climbed into the yard, carefully identifying the number of people here. There were quite a lot of people here. From the sound of their breathing, she judged that there were at least twenty people here.
This should be the place where these people rested. It was not suitable for her to explore this place. If she made any noise, it would be difficult for her to escape. She quickly left the yard along the same route.
After searching in several nearby buildings, she finally found the so-called cellar not far from where she entered the yard. The entrance to the cellar was locked, and she didn't dare to touch the padlock.
If she hadn't always been cautious and had really moved the lock, she would have been on the run now.
There was a thin string tied to the iron chain connected to the padlock. As long as the string was moved, a bell would ring, and she would definitely be discovered immediately.
She walked over carefully, lay on the ground and put her ear to the gap at the entrance of the cellar. It was very quiet inside without any sound. After listening for a long time, she heard a low sob.
Soon the sobbing disappeared. She must have covered her mouth for fear of being discovered. The sound was so soft that she had no way of knowing how many people were inside.
It's not impossible to dismantle the alarm device first and then investigate, but that would inevitably leave some traces. These people look very professional, and she might alert the enemy.
What if these people hide like mice seeing a cat before she even delivers the message? Wouldn’t she have wasted her time in the middle of the night?
After going over everything he saw in the yard in his mind, Chen Ye did not hesitate. He cleaned up all traces of his movements, climbed out of the yard, and quickly returned to the guesthouse.
She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she sat down on the bed. This night was quite thrilling. Not to mention, she quite liked this feeling.
It was exciting and made her blood boil. She liked this feeling because it made her feel like a normal, healthy, living person.
After a short rest, she continued to take out the thing that emitted a faint light, put it in her mouth, and wrote and drew on a piece of paper with a pen.
She really didn't dare turn on the lights. This guesthouse was so poor that it didn't even have curtains. If she turned on the lights, she was afraid that others would see what she was doing in the room.
It was almost dawn when I fell asleep.
Oh my god, this is going to be a rough night.
Not far from the haunted house, a man looked at the person who came in and asked, "How is it, do you know who it is?"
The man who came in looked young. He sat down without any hesitation and drank a few sips of water before speaking. "He ended up at the coal factory guesthouse. He probably wasn't with that group. We don't know what he's going to do yet, but he's being watched."
"It's not a good idea to mobilize a large force to investigate so late at night. Let's wait until daybreak." If they encounter a traitor during the investigation, all their efforts will be wasted.
The last incident was a wake-up call for them, otherwise all the grand arrangements this time would have been in vain.
"Be careful, that person is quite skilled and has sharp senses."
"Don't worry, I asked Bobcat to stay. You might not believe Bobcat's ability, but no one can find anyone he wants to follow."
The person asking the question nodded and said, "Find out when those people took action?"