I haven't been home for a long time, and there is a thin layer of dust in the room.
Lin Wanwan checked the small villa upstairs and downstairs, and there was no sign of a thief.
It seems that the deterrent effect of Demu Fugui is still a little bit, and the new security guards at the gate of the community are not in vain. A group of security guards line up in the community every morning and evening to do military boxing, which not only gives the aunts and uncles in the community a little more talk.
So superficial.
In the Chinese medicine room on the first floor, Lin Wanwan sorted out medicinal materials for a while, sat in front of the computer and scanned videos for a while, then spent an hour updating a chapter of the novel that had been discontinued for several days, and then wrote two sections about farming and weaving.
online courses.
After everything was done, it was already very late. Lin Wanwan simply took a shower and went to bed. She hadn't slept in her own room for a long time, and she missed it.
This bed is made of huanghuali wood from the Tang Dynasty, with a complete mortise and tenon structure. Lin Wanwan customized it from the craftsmen of the Tang Dynasty, and moved it back to modern times and assembled it by herself.
I felt particularly solid when I fell asleep, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
While she was fast asleep, a delivery boy not far from her small villa pulled the collar of his delivery shirt, then tugged on the brim of his helmet, and calmly rode away on a battery scooter.
The distinctive little yellow car drove towards the countryside under the night, and no one along the way gave it a second glance.
Their shadows are everywhere on the city streets. They are so common that everyone has become accustomed to them.
About forty minutes later, the battery car passed through a mountain road and stopped in the small yard of a building renovated in a new rural area.
Compared to rural areas that are relatively close to the main road, this area is quite remote, so there are not many young people living there.
When night comes, the elderly middle-aged and elderly people in the village close their doors early to rest, and there is no nightlife.
The courtyard where the little yellow car is parked is a new-style building that looks rich at first glance. The appearance is a unified new rural style after renovation. From the open door, you can see that the decoration inside is very luxurious.
The owner of this small building is not young anymore, he looks to be at least fifty years old.
But his eyes were very sharp, and his big, rough hands that were rubbing the wood were very strong. From the first glance, he looked like a man who was used to doing heavy work, and he was full of energy, far from being comparable to a vain young man playing games.
The person who got off the yellow car took off his helmet, revealing a weathered and pale face in his thirties.
He put away the battery car without saying a word, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and gave one to the old man who was doing carpentry work under the bright crystal chandelier.
Facing the smoke thrown at him, the old carpenter raised his hand to catch it as if he had eyes on the back of his head.
He stopped what he was doing, squatted on the threshold with the vicissitudes of life, smoked silently, and said: "It's a closed fishing season, and it's difficult to sail the boat."
The vicissitudes of life man took a long puff of cigarette, puffed out the smoke and said: "You don't have to worry about it, the wind is too strong, I can't hide anymore. Old Pan, you help me do this, 37 points, you 7 points
I three. I have already explored the tomb, which is on the back mountain. I will go to sea as soon as I get the good stuff."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at the battery car in the yard. He smiled and showed his smoky yellow teeth: "I just got this car today. The positioning has been removed. You can sell it for two yuan even if you remove the battery.
It’s still very new.”
"Do I need this battery?" the old carpenter said solemnly, "Kid, you are very unruly this time. Where is your uncle?"
"Rules are meant to be broken." The vicissitudes of life man said with a smile.
Hearing this, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the carpenter man. His surname was not Pan, Lao Pan was just a pseudonym.
His parents died when he was young, and he became childless and lonely when he was old. He wandered away for decades. In the past two years, the village was renovated into a new rural area, and he came back. It can be regarded as a return to his hometown.
He had little social contact with the villagers. Occasionally, when necessary, he would take care of the beauties who had fallen off their feet in nightclubs or hair salons.
When he was young, he learned carpentry from a master carpenter for more than ten years. Later, the master carpenter disappeared, so he left Yongcheng alone and looked for work everywhere.
People in the village knew that he could do carpentry work. After he came back in the past two years, they also tried to ask him to work, but he never bothered to pay attention. He thought it was too close to home and the work was too small.
The kind of work he likes is far away from his hometown and allows him to express himself freely.
He and the tomb robber in front of him could find tombs, identify the holes, and have the physical strength to dig holes, so they cooperated happily. He killed people, and he and his uncle were responsible for transporting people away and burying them in ancient tombs.
Unaware.
They are all desperadoes who can kill those with unstable social relations without hesitation.
Disappearance cases are different from murder cases. For the police department, the time and energy invested in the two cases are far different.
So they have been working for more than ten years without incident.
But this time, the young tomb robber came to his door quietly, which made him very unhappy.
If it weren't for the 20,000 in cash provided by the tomb robbers and the blind silenced gun in his hiking bag, he would have turned against him long ago.
After smoking a cigarette, the old carpenter threw away the cigarette butt, stood up and raised his feet to completely stamp out the sparks, and then walked into the house without looking back: "Let's do it tomorrow night."
In China, it is difficult for professional killers to find a suitable environment to survive. But this old carpenter who cooperates with the tomb robber gang is vaguely interesting.
In fact, the tomb robber would go all the way to find the old carpenter this time, and he was forced to do so.
He knew that the old carpenter's backstory was not simple. He arranged a job for burying corpses for him every three months, and he paid quickly. None of the cash given to him was fake.
Of course such people are not easy to mess with, and the people behind them are even more difficult to mess with.
But he really had no choice. They were all taken away from him, and he was the only one who was chased around like a rat crossing the street.
To be honest, it is impossible for people who earn their kind of money to have perfect talents with particularly high IQs. At best, they are just trying to make money. In the face of official power, all their criminal behavior seems too crude.
There is no perfect crime in this world, because the fault tolerance rate of crime is very low. Most people do not have enough room to improve, and they often get caught after only a few jobs.
If they have strong abilities and full-level wisdom, they can make money even if they need to practice criminal law and stand up gloriously.
For example, if you wear a big coat and become a certain expert or archaeologist who speaks truth, the money you can earn from appearing on TV is more than those who rob and sell tombs, and it is safer.
If you want to go in, you have to go to Qinshan Prison. Not even a small policeman would dare to arrest them.
But they are not so smart, nor are they so strong!
So this time when they encountered Lu Shouyue, who had the highest IQ and financial strength in the industry and dared to call the police openly and openly, they became Muggles and were completely defeated.