Chapter 10 This is the entrance to the Su family's treasure.
The old lady, carrying a small bamboo basket, stood hunched over on the other side of the street, glancing towards the neighborhood office every now and then.
Sensing Su Meng's gaze, she took a step forward happily, her joy barely concealed.
However, when she lifted her other leg, her smile vanished instantly, and she abruptly turned a corner.
All that remains is the folk song that everyone knows: "My home is in Shanghai, generation after generation, the grand stage of the Bund, where celebrities from home and abroad flock to come, flock to come..."
Su Meng also spotted the person lurking in the shadows.
She was quite surprised by how perceptive the little old lady was.
While I was relieved, I was secretly worried for her.
She must be here to deliver a message again.
Su Meng didn't want the old lady she didn't know to be in danger because of her.
She gripped the backpack strap tightly and walked away in another direction.
The old lady's singing kept playing in my ears, and though it was somewhat inexplicable, it stayed with me.
I had walked less than two hundred meters when an unfamiliar elderly woman called out to me.
"Su Meng, where did you go?"
Your Xiaorou got caught cheating and ended up in the police station?
And another thing, your dad isn't your dad at all; he's actually an actor.
You should go to the police station right away; they're looking for you.
Su Meng looked at the gloating old woman with amusement. "Really?"
Another elderly woman picking vegetables, holding a bunch of greens, also came over and looked Su Meng up and down: "You're Su Meng!"
Do you know your house was completely robbed?
She initially thought the old woman was kind-hearted, but it turned out she was also a gossip.
Su Meng nodded with an embarrassed smile, "Thank you!"
She was going to the police station anyway.
Even without all these troubles at home, she was determined to do it.
Su Meng glanced at the "tail" following behind her and curled the corners of her lips.
These past two days, she seems to have developed an inextricable bond with the police station in her local area.
Yesterday it was because of Zhong Cuilin, today it's because... my house was burgled.
She had no interest in Zhong Wanrou's affairs.
That's what she thought, and that's what she did.
But as soon as she entered the police station, she saw Zhong Wanrou being slapped away by a wealthy woman, and coincidentally, the slap flew towards her.
Su Meng dodged quickly.
Perhaps because the female lead's brilliance was too overwhelming, she tried to avoid her, but by some twist of fate, she was bumped by a passerby behind her and fell towards Zhong Wanrou.
He became Zhong Wanrou's scapegoat.
Su Meng was in so much pain that she grimaced and felt like killing someone.
"Aren't you getting up?"
She gritted her teeth and shoved Zhong Wanrou.
But when his gaze fell upon the teardrop-shaped pendant that had fallen from her collar, his pupils dilated and his heart was filled with turmoil.
Why is there a teardrop-shaped pendant?
Judging from its color and size, it's exactly the same as the one that has already become a space.
Is it just a similar one?
"Get out of the way!"
Su Meng pushed him again.
Zhong Wanrou fell backward, and the teardrop pendant slid down onto the back of her hand as she moved.
Su Meng was stunned for a moment.
To her even greater surprise, the pendant disappeared from the back of her hand.
The next second, space trembled.
The gourd mark on his wrist flashed, and the water inside actually changed from three-quarters to one hundred percent.
It overflowed to the mouth of the gourd.
She inexplicably felt that the relationship between this teardrop pendant and the original teardrop pendant was similar to that of a mother-daughter lock.
This is for children.
Its arrival represents a significant upgrade to the space.
The thought flashed through my mind, but the pain in my body was very real.
She kicked the person clinging to her in a fit of rage, yelling, "Get off me! You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
Zhong Wanrou rolled over and pushed herself up to stand, grinning mischievously, "It's you, sister? I was wondering who was so kind as to save me. Thank you!"
Su Meng: "...Shameless!"
Perhaps because she was hit so hard, she couldn't get up even after several attempts.
Finally, he was helped up by a petite woman with eyes as red as a rabbit's.
She politely thanked her, saying, "Thank you!"
The woman didn't speak, glared at Zhong Wanrou, and returned to the side of a couple with pale faces.
Su Meng glanced at her and immediately guessed her identity.
She might be Wang Guangming's fiancée, Mo Xiaoli.
The biggest obstacle to Zhong Wanrou and Nie Ronghua getting together in the book is also the catalyst for their relationship.
Unexpectedly, she ended up heartbroken and left for Hong Kong.
"Sister, are you here to bail me out?"
Upon hearing this, Su Meng disdainfully dodged Zhong Wanrou's outstretched hand.
He glared at her and said, "Don't you ever look in the mirror? Your face is thicker than a city wall!"
Your surname is Zhong, and mine is Su. Next time you do something bad, please don't use the Su family name.
nausea! "
Zhong Wanrou was stunned, pointed at her, stomped her foot and shouted: "You... what right do you have? I am the daughter of the Su family head."
Su Meng was about to retort, but remembering Jiang Weimin's arrangements, she suppressed her disgust.
But they didn't want to let her get away with her arrogance.
"Why should I? Because you deserve a beating."
The next second, Zhong Wanrou's face turned deathly pale, and she cried out in pain, "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts... My finger is broken, broken..."
Su Meng disdainfully pushed her away, "You have no manners at all. Didn't your mother teach you not to point fingers at people randomly?"
Just then, a female police officer walked over.
"You must be Su Meng? Please come with me."
Su Meng nodded and followed her into the office, taking small, careful steps.
She took out a plaster and looked at Su Meng with sympathy: "Here you go! Next, we need to do an investigation."
Su Meng nodded obediently: "Okay!"
After carefully inquiring about some relevant matters, the policewoman gestured for her to sign, saying, "Alright! We'll contact you again if there are any developments regarding your family's matter."
They not only listed Shen Wuyang as a key suspect in the murder of Su Mianzhi, but also interrogated Zhong Cuilin.
If the evidence is conclusive, Shen Wuyang and Zhong Cuilin will receive the punishment they deserve.
At the very least, they cannot go to Guangzhou, let alone Hong Kong.
After leaving the office, Su Meng waved the plaster and said to the policewoman, "I need to use the restroom."
The policewoman kindly pointed out the direction of the restroom.
"Thanks!"
Then, Su Meng moved to the public toilet behind the office building.
Half an hour later, she changed into a neat outfit.
Her long hair was tied into a bun and hidden in a baseball cap. Her brown work clothes were tucked into matching pants, and a black leather belt about two fingers wide was tied around her slender waist.
Clean and efficient, with a heroic and dashing appearance.
She glanced around and quickly disappeared into a pile of large rocks next to the toilet.
This is the entrance to the Su family's treasure.
The police station was originally part of the Su family's old residence.
Later, due to land acquisition by higher authorities, the Su family moved from their old house, which covered three acres, into the Su Mansion, which was only 600 square meters.
Fortunately, those units only repurposed the old houses and did not demolish and rebuild them extensively.
Holding the luminous pearl, Su Meng slowly descended the narrow stone steps.
The air is becoming increasingly humid.
The musty smell is getting stronger.
The further down you go, the damper and colder it gets.
The stone steps were covered with moss. Stepping on them felt like stepping on some kind of reptile—soft, slippery, and you could easily slip and fall!
Su Meng took out a shovel from her spatial storage and began shoveling with each step she took.
I was drenched in sweat, but my clothes were ice cold.
My whole body felt cold.
It felt like stepping into an ice cellar.
She thought to herself, "Why did our ancestors hide their treasures so deep underground? It's terrifying..."
For no apparent reason, I thought of imperial mausoleums and ancient tombs buried deep underground.
Could this be... the burial site of their Su family ancestors?
The thought had barely formed when a loud noise came from the darkness, accompanied by the echoes of her footsteps and breathing. She felt a chill run down her spine and her body stiffened.
She was so frightened that she closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and muttered, "Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, Bodhisattva, please show your power."
May our ancestors bless me with smooth sailing and an early ascension to paradise.
The words had barely left my mouth when I realized I'd made a mistake.
Before she could correct herself, she was so frightened by a dark shadow that she forgot to breathe.
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