How could Gu Yunyang possibly let that bag and money stay there any longer?
Hou San also saw his expression and knew his plan.
He ran two streets away into the woods, stumbling and sinking until he reached the warehouse door.
The warehouse door was made very discreetly, suggesting it was originally designed as some kind of escape route.
Ding Bao carefully took the key out of his pocket.
He had secretly made a copy of the key to this warehouse long ago.
Ding Bao cautiously opened the door and entered in the dark, immediately looking in the direction of the shelf.
Although it was his first time here, he had already started to have some wicked thoughts when he heard that the transaction was going to take place here.
The key definitely needs to be made first.
The keys to these courtyards were given to Ding Bao by Hou San, and Tie Ta gave them to him to have duplicates made.
They have specialized key duplicators in the black market who are very familiar with the business, so Ding Bao arranged for someone to make an extra copy.
Anyway, the person who made the key can still go to Hou San to confirm.
Originally, I was planning to go to the yard and get something if I had the chance.
Now that Hou San has sold the courtyard, someone will definitely move in.
Ding Bao's fingers twitched, a gesture unknown to others, something he had learned from a member of the thieves' guild.
However, when he arrived at the shelf, he staggered over, and even seemed a little excited because he was about to receive 10,000 yuan. His blood rushed to his head, causing his face to flush red.
But when I touched it, I found that I couldn't feel anything.
How could that be!
I clearly remember that my third brother put it here.
"Could it be that Third Brother took it back himself later?"
"But I didn't see Third Brother carrying a briefcase on the way."
The largest denomination is ten yuan; to have ten thousand yuan, you'd need at least a thousand of those.
You can't just put it in your pocket, can you?
And what about that leather bag?
Can Hou San still eat?
Ding Bao was unwilling to give up, so he searched everywhere, from top to bottom.
In addition, his eyes, which had already adapted to the darkness, scanned the surroundings.
No, that's all.
Ding Bao was stunned for a moment, and then his whole body began to tremble.
"Old Yang took it? But how did he know when we came to move the goods?"
This period spans from when they left until his return.
It was only an hour and a half.
When they arrived, Hou San had someone check on them.
No one lives in this courtyard, and no one is watching this place from elsewhere.
How could it have been taken away in such a short time?
And it seems like there's no trace of it at all?
Although he didn't examine it closely, Ding Bao remembered that there were no traces left when he unlocked the door.
He stayed behind to close the door and made a point of checking it.
When I unlocked the door just now, I made a point of checking, and it's true that what I thought was correct; nothing has changed.
Did it come from the other side of the yard?
Ding Bao walked to the gate on this side of the courtyard, pulled on it, and found that the gate was locked.
But we had already confirmed that no one was living in the front yard.
Hou San's men have been keeping watch here for several days, but no one has come to check.
There are only a few households in this alley. Could those people have come from the woods behind it?
That's not right either.
Ding Bao denied his own conjecture, but the more he did so, the more panicked he became.
Staggering out of the house, Ding Bao trembled as he closed the door.
Since they didn't get the money, they definitely had to go back and continue working for Hou San.
He also needs to eat and earn money to support his family.
But when he arrived at the dormitory door with a disappointed look, he mustered his spirits, carefully pushed open the half-closed door, and entered the courtyard, where he was immediately illuminated by a beam of light.
"Who?" Ding Bao's heart was pounding in his throat.
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