What does it mean to have the will but not the ability?
I used to be very proud of the carrying capacity, it was super convenient for everything and was definitely the best choice for house raiding (not so).
Unfortunately, this time the devils had too many good things and her space was too small to hold them all.
This isn't a very large stronghold, so we'll need to think about follow-up measures before taking action.
After staying in the space for three days, I saw the Japanese soldiers and the "black dogs" dressed in black running towards this side again and again.
The police were practically scraping up the ground near the station, searching for suspicious items. They were also conducting house searches in the surrounding area, causing a huge commotion.
All these ginger teas were clearly visible. During the three days, apart from sorting out the items in the warehouse, the rest of the time was spent holding coffee and watching a group of lackeys busying themselves.
It was not until three days later when the surrounding security was withdrawn that she came out of the space in the middle of the night and rode her electric bike home.
When she entered the house, she first checked the lock on the living room door, and when she left, she put a small piece of fishing line on it.
Spy movies often use hair as a tactic used by veterans. She used fishing line specifically to make it more concealed, as it's transparent and impossible to see without careful observation.
The fishing line was still stuck in the crack of the door and fell to the ground as she pushed the door open.
The windows and windowsills in the room also showed no signs of being disturbed. She had sprinkled some loose powder on them, which was more concealing than flour and soil.
While collecting supplies, she bought so much that she didn't know which vendor gave her free loose powder. Each can weighed 500 grams, and she was given six cans at once. If she used makeup, it would probably be enough to dress up Meichuan for a lifetime.
The loose powder is finely sprinkled on the door and windowsill, looking like a little bit of dust.
I checked upstairs and downstairs and confirmed that no one had entered the room.
The following day, she first slightly moved the furniture in each room, then cooked a pot of porridge in the kitchen, poured some porridge into a bowl, and pretended it was leftovers.
She just casually threw the eggs and vegetables she bought on the table. It was so suspicious that a half-grown child like her was too particular about her life!
There were some candies and snacks casually placed on the coffee table in the living room, and dusty shoes were taken off, one at the door and the other next to the sofa.
This house is a two-story villa, but it is too small with only two rooms. The upstairs is the bedroom, and the downstairs is the living room, kitchen and bathroom.
If I were to follow my experience of living in a courtyard house in my previous life, this house would be about the size of two mu of land. The house is so small that they even squeezed out space to build a small garden in the front.
The real estate agent was really a talented person. After hearing his story, he picked out a man who was abandoned by his family and was very suitable for her.
It is a small Western-style building in the concession, but the location is relatively remote and the house is particularly small.
Just as I put my things away, I heard someone knocking on the door.
She checked her body and found that she had taken a shower and changed her clothes when she got home. Now she was wearing men's pajamas with a nightgown on the outside.
Seeing that there was no problem, she opened the door to the living room, stood at the door and asked, "Who is it?"
Who would go out and open the door in the middle of the night?
"Xiao Jiang, I'm the agent selling your house. Could you please open the door for me? I have a document that I need your signature on."
Jiang Cha looked up at the sky. Which real estate agent would come to handle the paperwork before dawn?
996 and 007 are not popular in this era.
So he must have come here with someone else, most likely to search for the newcomers who had recently moved in.
Who told her to make so much noise?
"Wait a moment, I'll open the door for you right away."
After saying that, he walked to the gate in slippers. The gate of the yard was made of a whole iron plate, different from the railing-style gates of other people's houses.
"Why are you here so early? I haven't even woken up yet! My stepmother was like this when I was at home. She would wake me up early and make me recite the "Book of Filial Piety" and the "Diamond Sutra".
They say that the mind is clearest in the morning and that it helps to memorize better. Finally, they stopped following me, and you won't let me get a good night's sleep?"
The real estate agent looked back nervously, opened his mouth and said nothing.
He just handed her a piece of paper with trembling hands. Jiang Cha couldn't see clearly when she held it up. It was dim outside and there was no place to read documents.
"Come with me. It's dark outside and I can't see anything clearly. It's clearer inside. Let's go!"
After saying that, he turned and went into the house, completely unaware of the group of people coming in behind him.
When she reached the door of the living room, she used the light to pretend to see the police officers behind her.
Pretending to be extremely frightened, he asked nervously with his shoulders hunched and his head lowered;
"Sir, what do you want to talk to me about? I'm a good kid. Except for that time when I stole my stepmother's money to buy chocolates, I haven't done anything bad!"
When he was talking, there was a little bit of crying in his voice. Who wouldn't say that the child was scared?
"You came here alone? Why don't you have a household registration?"
The lead detective asked her fiercely, "How powerful could a half-grown child be?" A little scare would probably make her tell the truth, especially since the child was quite timid and was almost crying without any warning.
"I, I, my stepmother said that the family had not been divided, and the ancestral property would be divided according to the household registration in the future. So she didn't register my household registration, and told me to buy a house in Shanghai and register there. When grandma dies in the future, our family will have two household registrations.
Because the family's household registration was with my grandmother, if I wanted to separate the household, no one would let me. So my stepmother came up with an idea for my father, and the family was able to get two shares of the property."
After hearing what she said, the detective didn't know how to respond for a moment.
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