The mad old man looked at An Ning, his cloudy eyes filled with hope.
Anning didn't know what he was hoping for, so she asked a very practical question: "Are you the only one who knows this news?"
"How could that be? I only heard about this from someone else. There must be someone else who knows it besides me." The mad old man stuffed a mouthful of noodles into his mouth, chewing as he stared intently at An Ning.
"..."
After hearing his words, An Ning really didn't want to talk to him anymore and silently started eating her noodles.
What goes around comes around. Why does she have so many messy things to do tonight? Why not share some with someone else?
What exactly did he want to do by putting all his strength on her body in one go?
They took her to steal from thieves, and now everyone knows about it. They're still here slowly eating their noodles. Even if the food doesn't have legs and can't walk on its own, do the other people who know about it not have legs either?
Wouldn't anyone try to rob it?
By the time they finished eating their noodles and rushed over, it would be considered good if they could still see the corpses of those things.
"Little Ningzi, why aren't you saying anything? You don't look down on him, do you? It's said that thief only targets wealthy families. He's been to the An family in Jinghai several times!" The old madman's voice was the same as before, but it became softer and softer as he went on, as if he was afraid that others would hear him.
As he spoke, he suddenly revealed a profound expression, "It's quite a coincidence that you can share the same surname as someone else, 'An'. What can I say about you? I wish you were from the An family."
After finishing the fried noodles in the disposable bowl, An Ning slowly poked at the empty bowl with her chopsticks, saying, "Don't say 'if it is,' then I am."
Her tone was very calm, as if she were simply saying that she was also a living, breathing person.
The seemingly normal, seemingly crazy old man was so startled by her words that his dentures flew out of his mouth. "What are you saying? You're from the An family, how could you be sitting at a roadside stall eating fried noodles? Even if you did eat noodles, you wouldn't eat such filthy noodles in a place like this, would you?"
The crazy old man had no sense of propriety; he was only concerned with talking and didn't realize that he was now in someone else's territory. He only vaguely felt that there were several gazes on him, none of which were very nice.
It was as if they wished he would leave on the spot.
The old madman sensed something was wrong, raised his head blankly, looked around, and finally snapped back to reality when Anning hit him on the head with a chopstick. "Hey, little Ningzi, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing? If you don't get up, all those stall owners are going to come up to you and slap you."
An Ning threw down the disposable chopsticks in her hand, glanced at the crazy old man, and only she knew how speechless she was.
They're practically asking for trouble. It's one thing to say something like that in a low voice, but to say it in front of so many people—aren't they afraid of being spat on?
After this experience, Anning learned her lesson and decided to avoid going out with the crazy old man in the future, otherwise it would be hard to say whether the snacks they bought had been spiked with additives.
That makes sense, but the mad old man didn't realize it until he had walked quite a distance.
"Oh dear, I wasn't thinking before I spoke. I'd better avoid buying things from this food street for a while, otherwise it's too easy to get something spiked with additives, and it's really hard to guard against."
He muttered to himself in a low voice, but An Ning pretended not to hear him. When she reached Building 4 and was about to go upstairs, the crazy old man suddenly grabbed An Ning's arm. He didn't use much force, but he really kept An Ning in place.
An Ning turned her head to look at him, her eyelids casually lifted, and her words were extremely cold-hearted, "Do you think I would still go with you to steal those things that other people have stolen?"
The mad old man tried to persuade An Ning, "Look, regardless of whether you really have any connection with the An family in Jinghai, I'm certain there are An family items in there. Even if you can't take them for yourself, you can sell them back to them..."
What do you think?
The only sentence that truly moved An Ning was, "You can sell the items back to the An family."
Yes, even if she can't keep it for herself, she can take it and sell it back to the original owner, and by the way... she can also visit her parents who have severed ties with her.
Even though Anning has no hope for so-called family ties now, she can still feel the emotions hidden in those memories.
The original owner still misses her parents very much.
Since that's the case, let's take advantage of the free time in the next couple of days and go check it out.
"If I don't get anything, I'll just break down your door and take it all." An Ning turned around completely, her beautiful eyes fixed on the crazy old man, showing no sign of joking.
With her staring at him like that, the mad old man always felt that even if An Ning gained something, his things were at risk of changing hands.
"Let's go take a look first. I, I... I'll lead the way."
An Ning finally stopped arguing. She followed the crazy old man, taking one step at a time, completely relaxed. The two of them hadn't changed at all, as if they weren't afraid of anyone discovering their whereabouts.
In fact, it wasn't that Anning wasn't afraid of being discovered, but rather that the mad old man wasn't afraid at all.
She followed this person, and naturally, she became much bolder.
If anyone's going to die, it'll be the crazy old man first. Now that someone's set the precedent, she's not afraid of anything anymore.
It's just death, there are people who died before her.
"That person lives in Fengchao, but he doesn't hide his things on the surface; he hides them underground!"
The crazy old man was speaking mysteriously, about to show off, when An Ning directly exposed him, "An abandoned underground warehouse?"
She answered quickly, almost without hesitation, clearly someone who already knew about this place.
"How did you know that Fengchao had an abandoned underground warehouse? This place has been abandoned for a long time. When I first moved here, hardly anyone knew about it."
The old madman moved into Fengchao more than a decade ago, making him one of the first residents there. He only learned about the existence of the underground abandoned warehouse in the last two years.
He watched Anning move in, and it hasn't even been a year yet. How does he know so much about it?
An Ning answered the question very simply: "It was very late at the time, and I tripped and fell. I thought I was falling on flat ground, but I fell into the underground warehouse. Who knows how I finally climbed out."
After saying that, she shrugged and made a helpless gesture.
Believe it or not... when she fell in, she saw two gold necklaces on the ground and thought it was a gift from God. Little did she know that she had already been to this thief's lair.
An Ning's words started to get strange towards the end, which the mad old man easily noticed. He immediately became alert, "Have you found some treasure?!"
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