Six minutes' walk east of the Jin family compound is the Ximen Savings Bank. For several days, Shenggua and Baifan have been staring at the people withdrawing money at the entrance of the savings bank, but they have found nothing.

One day, Cuban had been standing on the roadside since dusk, looking at the savings bank. He stood all night and had a bold idea in his mind.

At dawn, he stamped out the last cigarette butt with his foot and went home.

Gu Li was washing clothes in the yard, and Cuban called the children together. "We have to do a big thing," he said. "This thing is to dig a tunnel and get all the money in the bank."

Steal it all, and don’t even give them any cents left.”

After hearing this, the children cheered and threw their hats into the sky with joy.

That night, he used a rope to measure the exact distance from the Jin family compound to the savings house. The next day, he bought an electric drill, a shovel, a pickaxe, and a mining lamp.

At 10 a.m., Cuban drew a circle on the dirt in the yard with his feet, poured a bucket of water into the circle, and said to the children: "Let's dig, start from here."

The gate of the courtyard was closed tightly, and a dozen older children began to dig the tunnel. The other twenty children quietly transported the dug soil to a pond in the suburbs at night. Three months later, the pond was filled up.

The tunnel lost its direction. They passed through a street, several houses, and even dug under a tree, but they did not reach the bottom of the savings bank. Cuban was at a loss and thought of a friend he met in prison.

This man's name is Liu Chaoyang, nicknamed "Mouse", and he is a real master of digging holes.

After Liu Chaoyang arrived, he first went to the bank and carefully checked the location of the bank's vault, and then checked the tunnel. Under the tree roots, he said to Cuban: "This is a willow tree, dig to the right."

They only dug for three days. Liu Chaoyang pointed to the top of his head and said, "We're here."

After the incident, the local police claimed to the media who came to interview that these thieves may have sophisticated equipment, including global positioning systems, as well as a number of mathematics, engineering and excavation experts. We know that the so-called sophisticated equipment is just some of the most sophisticated equipment.

Simple tools, the math, engineering and excavation expert mentioned by the police was Liu Chaoyang, an ordinary coal miner who had been sentenced to three years in prison for tomb robbing.

The police pointed out that these thieves rented a yard near the savings bank, closed the door and dug a tunnel without arousing suspicion. The tunnel was in the shape of a "human", indicating that the group of guys had lost their way and the willow tree pointed the way for them.

In the right direction, the walls of the tunnel were nailed with plastic boards, the floor was paved with wooden boards, there were electric lights along the way, and there was a studio. The bank clerk discovered a big hole in the floor of the bank at 8 a.m., and the thieves moved the bank.

The five safes inside did not trigger alarms, and the vault's motion sensors and security cameras showed no response. Police did not disclose how much money the thieves stole.

At 8 a.m. that day, the moment the bank clerk screamed when he saw the big pit, Cuban had already boarded the train back home.

Cuban was sitting by the window, and the car stank.

A woman's armpit odor mixed with a carpenter's athlete's foot, the smell of garlic exhaled by a man yawning collided with the smell of chives exhaled by another man burping in mid-air, cigarettes, bad perfume, and the vomit of a motion sickness patient.

, various odors mix together to form a stink.

The noisy passengers, the smelly carriages, and even the suffocating air illustrate how terrible the peak Spring Festival travel period is every year.

Sitting next to Cuban was a young man with long hair. The young man said: "The first time I took a train, I was on the roof of the car, and a car of coal was under my buttocks. Now, we are so crowded that we are screaming.

Why don't you two change places? Brother, um, I need to make it easier."

Cuban reluctantly swapped seats with him, opened the car window and peed outside.

Perhaps because of the good impression caused by the pee, Cuban raised his beer bottle to the long-haired young man to indicate if he wanted a drink.

The long-haired young man shook his head: "I can't drink now, even though I drink a lot."

He turned his face to the window and stopped talking.

When we take the train, we have all noticed the scenery outside the window, including some haystacks, wheat fields, ditches and woods.

When the train passed through a village, the long-haired young man stuck his head out of the window, put his hands to his mouth, and shouted to a small courtyard: "Red, red, red."

In that small courtyard, a woman named Hong would hear this familiar voice almost every few months. The voice was very distant but appeared in her ears again. When she was washing clothes in the yard and coaxing her son to play,

, even in her sleep, she heard her husband's shouting. She was in a trance because of this, thinking it was an hallucination, and listened carefully, but she only heard the train roaring past.

The train passed through a tunnel and awakened many bats. In this brief darkness, Cuban tried his best to restrain himself from attacking the long-haired young man. Stealing his wallet was easier than drinking a spoonful of soup. He endured

But his compassion was fleeting. Just when the train was about to pass through the tunnel, Cuban's hand reached into the long-haired young man's pocket completely subconsciously. When he took out his wallet, he was stunned——

That wallet belongs to Cuban himself.

This is probably the strangest thing I have encountered since Cuban's theft: the long-haired young man may have stolen his wallet when he was exchanging seats, and he stole it back again by some strange combination. The theft process was successful, taking advantage of darkness.

He got it without anyone noticing, but the result of the theft was - he stole a wallet, and the money he had on him did not increase by one point.

"Return the property to its original owner." Cuban showed the wallet to the long-haired young man and put it back in his pocket.

"So we are colleagues," the long-haired young man chuckled and began to say, "Did you see a small yard just now, that is my home. I steal things, not because I am short of money, but for fun, and it is also a habit. When I see other people's

My wallet, I can't help it, my hands are itching, how much I like to be a thief! My whole character, education and growth environment are destined to make me particularly suitable for this profession. I won't fool you, I am very special now

If you have money, do you know what makes money faster and easier? Doing business."

The long-haired young man lowered his voice and said to Cuban: "I have a few condoms in my stomach. I can't eat, although I really want to drink with you. Think about it, I will pull these things out tomorrow morning when I arrive in Urumqi."

, you can make a lot of money. I tell you this not because I believe in you, not because I trust you, and not because you are the same as me." He stretched out his fingers to make a purse-folding gesture, "I'm a bit polite when speaking, damn,

I don't care. Sometimes I think that I will go in again sooner or later, sooner or later, so I don't care. I keep my hair so long just to attract Lei Zi's attention. I don't care."

"I know, this is called drug trafficking." Cuban said, "Why don't you start your own business? Buy the goods yourself and sell them yourself."

"I can't do this alone. I don't have a partner and I don't have the capital."

"I have."

"Dude, what's your name?"

"Cuban."
Chapter completed!