Shen Jiao had no experience in outsmarting petty thieves, even across both her lifetimes.
Although she'd never actually seen a pig run, she'd eaten quite a bit of pork.
Based on her experience reading many vernacular novels, she knew that thieves usually came to her door in the middle of the night for only two reasons: to rob her of her money or to assault her.
If the thief's aim was robbery, the fact that she weighed her purse, which contained only ten taels of silver, clearly indicates that the thief was extremely incompetent.
If she were a thief, and she stole from someone as poor as her, out of humanitarian considerations, she would have to give her a few taels of silver.
But if it's for sexual assault, then that's a different story.
Shen Jiao quietly hid in the shadows, like a little hooligan, and happily touched her smooth, delicate face, which means that this little thief has pretty good taste.
Putting aside these two basic situations, there is actually another very dangerous and malicious purpose, which is to kidnap her as a hostage for blackmail.
However, the third scenario is unlikely.
Because this little thief in front of me looks strong, but his brain... doesn't seem to be very bright?
...
Since the tyrant's room cannot meet the requirements of being magnificent and high-end, it must at least be large, spacious, and stylish.
If the room is too large, there will be a lot of windows.
Under Ji Yan's unpredictable training, Shen Jiao's mental fortitude is now exceptionally strong. When encountering thieves, she not only remains calm but also maintains a relatively clear and composed mind.
Unsure of the thief's strength and fearing she wouldn't be able to defeat him in a direct confrontation, she quietly ran in another direction and jumped out of another window.
With the support of her internal energy, she became even more agile and nimble. Her movements were fluid and effortless, like a leaf falling to the ground, leaving no trace of her presence.
The thief noticed nothing unusual.
This courtyard is probably uninhabited most of the time. The landscaping isn't particularly beautiful, but the flowers, plants, and trees are lush enough to easily hide a person.
The courtyard gate was on the thief's side. Fearing that she might alert him, Shen Jiao had no choice but to hide in the flower bushes, clutching the Qinglang sword in her arms to bolster her courage, and wait and see what would happen.
Through the gaps in the greenery, and by the light of the lanterns under the eaves, she saw a small, dark-skinned thief dressed in black, so well covered that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him, hiding under the window.
Does the thief seem to have occupational anxiety?
He would stand up, preparing to break through the window, then squat down and draw circles on the ground, repeating this motion until Shen Jiao grew impatient and wished she could rush over and open the window for him.
She yawned. "Since it's so hard to choose, let's just be prepared next time, bro?"
It was getting late, and she needed to get back to sleep.
The thief didn't sense Shen Jiao's brainwaves and was still hesitating whether to break the window with his left hand or his right.
"Listen to me, use your right hand." A clear, melodious voice suddenly rang out from behind.
The thief didn't react for a moment. He had hesitated for too long. It would be great if someone could help him make the choice. On a whim, he obediently pushed open the window with his right hand.
The moment I jumped into the room, I realized something was wrong.
Damn it! Who's talking to him in the middle of the night?
The thief turned around and was immediately met with Shen Jiao's kind and helpful expression, as if to say, "I'm a helpful Lei Feng, no need to thank me. If you must thank me, just give me the money." He was utterly shocked.
He immediately lost his balance, his feet slipped, and his legs uncontrollably jumped in mid-air in a ballet-like manner that would make even ghosts shake their heads. Then he did a big split, with his left foot outside and his right foot inside, and got stuck on the window frame.
The thief: "..."
Shen Jiao: "..." You're making me very embarrassed, my friend.
The thief's body stiffened, the intense pain shooting straight to the top of his head. He trembled uncontrollably, breaking out in a cold sweat. Immediately, with a "thud," he lost his balance and fell face-first into the corridor.
Shen Jiao reacted quickly, jumping back a large step, patting her chest with lingering fear, "Wow, that was close, that was close, it almost hit my foot."
The thief: "..."
What the hell... is your foot the main point?
The main point is that not only did I almost knock out my front teeth, but I might also be childless!
Having a lot of haters also has its advantages, such as developing a mindset that is immune to all poisons.
Shen Jiao was unmoved by the thief's complaints, and even wanted to interview him about his third leg.
She watched quietly as the thief curled up in a ball, clutching his manhood, whose fate was uncertain, baring his teeth and writhing around like a bald caterpillar.
hiss……
Even though the thief was wearing a thick mask, she could still imagine how miserable his face must be underneath.
"Don't worry about it too much. I don't know many people, but the head of internal affairs is one of them. If things really come to a head, I can introduce you to him." The thief's stupidity was obvious, so Shen Jiao was no longer worried about whether she could beat him.
At least for now, it seems she can slap him away with one hand.
Shen Jiao said in the most sincere tone she had ever used, "How about I give you a 20% discount on the referral fee?"
The thief was in agony, probably because he had never seen anything like this before. The middleman, who still managed to make a profit, stared at Shen Jiao in disbelief.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Jiao, do you have any conscience at all?!"
Um?
Why does that voice sound so familiar?
Shen Jiao thought for a moment, then tentatively called out, "Shen Qingye?"
...
To understand why Shen Qingye climbed through the window in the middle of the night, we have to go back to the time when he was choked by the tyrant.
The moment the tyrant grabbed his neck, the murderous aura was overwhelming and unstoppable. No one could survive in that situation, and he thought he was doomed.
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