The crazy old man never imagined that his plan to steal something to sell for money would be so easily thwarted.
Seeing Lin Hang take off his coat and prepare to crawl into the sewer, he plopped down on the ground and didn't move.
He tried to steal in front of the police? What's the difference between that and making underhanded moves under the emperor's nose?
Even if he had the guts, it wouldn't matter, since the other person was right there and would definitely take it from him after seeing him steal it.
So when the mad old man saw An Ning also eagerly preparing to go down, his eyes widened.
"What are you going down there for? This has nothing to do with you. Go back to sleep, it's so late."
The excuse was perfect, and Anning was about to leave, but she couldn't resist the urge to be a thief.
"Don't worry, I'll go down and take a look."
What she really meant was: Don't worry, I can still steal things even if the police are right under my nose.
But in order not to alert the enemy, An Ning did not say these words. Instead, she "kindly" pushed away the old madman's hand that reached out to grab her arm.
“Oh right, you crazy old man… you have to lead the way, you have to come in…” An Ning had already gone halfway inside when she suddenly remembered something important and hurriedly called out to the crazy old man who was turning around to leave.
This shout not only stopped the mad old man himself, but also brought Feng Lin, who was slightly lost in thought, back to reality.
He shook his head vigorously to shake off the sleepiness, staring intently at the crazy old man.
The mad old man stopped abruptly halfway through his journey, looking at An Ning with a disappointed expression.
An Ning was certain that this person probably wanted to curse her a few times, but it didn't matter. Whether he cursed her or not, she would come later. First, she would take her down to see if the old thief's gold mine was real.
With two people watching him, the crazy old man was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to stay or leave. After thinking for a long time, he decided to swallow his pride and do this one favor for the police.
Regardless of whether he was a good citizen before, let him be a good citizen for once today.
Seeing the mad old man start walking towards her, An Ning quickly went down the stairs to make room for him.
The iron staircase was a short distance from the sewer, a distance equivalent to the height of Anning. She looked at the section suspended in mid-air and hesitated to go down.
Seeing this, Lin Hang subconsciously thought that An Ning was afraid of heights and dared not go down. He hesitated for a moment before he was about to speak when he saw An Ning take a deep breath, let go of the iron bar, and jump down, landing steadily.
Judging from the relaxed demeanor on her face, there was absolutely no sign of fear.
It was as if, to her, this was not something to be afraid of at all.
Lin Hang felt that his earlier worries were unnecessary.
He's overthinking it. This guy isn't even afraid of guns, so why would he be afraid of someone 1.7 meters tall?
But An Ning's fearlessness doesn't mean the crazy old man who came in after her wasn't afraid either.
Slowly climbing to the bottom of the stairs, the crazy old man turned around and was almost scared to death.
What kind of ingenious staircase design is this? It stops half a floor above the ground and doesn't go any further? Do they think everyone's Yao Ming?
After hanging on the stairs for half a minute, the crazy old man decisively called for help, "Hey, I'm too scared to jump down, what should I do? If there's no better way, I'll go up..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Hang took two steps forward and said, "Step on my shoulders."
Lin Hang is 1.85 meters tall. If he stood there, the crazy old man could easily step on his shoulders.
Hearing his words, the mad old man was startled.
He originally intended for An Ning to suffer a little.
Since Anning's height was about the same, the police officer unexpectedly volunteered to come forward.
"I'm heavy, be careful..." Although he said that, the crazy old man didn't mean to be polite at all. Before he finished speaking, he stepped on Lin Hang's shoulder.
How heavy could a seventy- or eighty-year-old man be? Lin Hang didn't exert much effort at all to get him down.
After finishing all that, he didn't even have time to brush the dust off his shoulders before letting the crazy old man lead the way. "You go first, Anning, you go first in front of me, I'll go last."
An Ning didn't object to this positioning, but simply raised an eyebrow. "What, are you afraid I'll steal something? Are you going to stand behind me and keep an eye on me?"
If only you could keep an eye on things.
An Ning shrugged indifferently, walked around to Lin Hang, and put her body and limbs in the most relaxed posture, unlike some criminals who are tense when facing the police.
Lin Hang, walking behind her, just watched without saying a word, keeping all his thoughts to himself.
It's already quite late, and if he weren't resting tomorrow, he definitely wouldn't have been able to get a good night's sleep tonight.
The sewer access passage was very narrow, only wide enough for one adult male to walk through. In addition, it was covered with moss, so they moved slowly. With flashlights on, it took them about ten minutes to finally reach their destination.
It was a large, abandoned flat area. It was probably abandoned because the construction workers were lazy and dug the wrong road. The flat area was full of messy debris. Anning stood there and looked up. She saw a repaired hole. That was probably where she had accidentally fallen in. After it was discovered, it was filled in.
There was a lot of clutter piled up here, mostly discarded rotten wooden beds, bedside tables that had been gnawed by termites, and countless rotten cardboard boxes.
It's impossible to tell what treasure is hidden inside.
If Anning hadn't actually picked up a gold chain back then, she would probably be cursing right now.
The sewers, the sewers—although no one mentions it, the smell here is truly awful. An Ning constantly teeters on the brink of vomiting, sustained only by a single belief.
"Crazy old man, do you know where the thing is hidden?" An Ning looked at the person in front of her and forced herself to speak, suppressing her discomfort.
The old madman really wanted to give Anning the answer she wanted to hear, but he genuinely didn't know. So, after a few seconds of eye contact with Anning, he said, "I don't know either..."
That's brilliant.
That's absolutely brilliant.
An Ning stopped talking and kicked the bedside table next to her.
The old wood couldn't withstand her kick. She didn't use much force at all, but she smashed the bedside table to pieces. As a result, everything hidden inside came out at once.
An Ning felt like she had stumbled upon a scene from a movie or TV show. This wasn't a search for stolen goods; it was clearly a treasure hunt.
Countless gold chains, gold bracelets, and gold rings suddenly appeared on the bedside table, with a few extremely conspicuous items mixed in with the sea of gold.
It was a bracelet of excellent quality. Anning noticed it not because of its fine workmanship, but because it had the character "Ning" embedded in it.
What should I settle down with?
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