Huaqi Ice Cream Factory, the three-story office building in the center of the main factory area, was completely dark.
The top floor of the office building is the factory director's office, which is about more than 100 square meters and has two rooms. The large room with a computer desk outside is responsible for working during the day. The exquisite bedroom inside, which is only more than 30 square meters, is responsible for working at night.
Office.
The small reddish desk lamp is still on at the bedside. There is a torn D. Rex package placed on the bedside table. On the floor covered with blankets, there are several wads of used toilet paper, proving that this place was here not long ago.
Something happened, a man's pleasure and a woman's love.
The factory manager was lying on the bed, hugging his wife who was not his wife, and snoring loudly.
Outside the door separated by a wall.
At this time, a young man of about twenty-six or seventeen years old, wearing a camouflage uniform for migrant workers that cost fifty yuan a set at the morning market, stood in front of the desk, casually pulled out two pieces of toilet paper from the paper drawer, and laid them out.
On the table, he took out a disposable cup, placed it on the paper, casually picked up the kettle, poured a glass of water, and drank two cups.
"Crack! Crack!"
The young man's eyes were a little red due to sleepiness. He twisted his neck twice in exhaustion, making a crackling and rubbing sound from his bones. Then he walked towards the safe with his feet covered in plastic bags and holding a water glass.
Standing in front of the safe, the young man took a cursory glance at the brand and product number engraved on the bottom corner of the safe. The two sword-shaped eyebrows on his face slightly frowned. He bent down and glanced at the rotating lock of the safe again, feeling the hope that technology could unlock it.
Not big.
He stared at this factory for a month and visited three times in total. Then he followed the instructions on the two-dollar calendar and chose tonight as an "auspicious day" to start. After arriving at the factory, he went first to the middle managers.
It took less than half an hour to ship out all the "goods" in the dormitory and parking lot.
The last stop is the factory director's office.
He looked at the safe, slowly squatted down, and took off the oil-stained canvas bag from his shoulder. He seemed not to have heard that the owner of the safe was snoring in the room.
"Wow!"
Opening the canvas bag, he pulled out a box object that was ten centimeters long and fifteen centimeters high. Then he took out the wires, plugged them into the electrical outlet, and then pulled out a long object like needle-nose pliers from the bag.
, connected it to the wire, then took out a welding pen, lightly pressed the switch of the box, the current was transmitted, and the welding pen suddenly flew sparks.
This is a wireless type of welding, which is convenient and fast, but the power is smaller, and the outline board will definitely not be able to be opened, but it is more than enough to deal with an off-brand safe.
"rustle!"
The young man's hands were very dexterous. He took things very quickly, but the noise he made was very small. No, he reached into the canvas bag and pulled out a wooden board covered with a layer of foam. This was made by himself.
"Snapped!"
After attaching the wooden board to the safe, the young man tried the welding gun, and then started cutting the safe strictly according to the dotted lines drawn on the wooden board!!
"Sisi!"
The noise was heard in the office, but it passed through the wooden board and reached the safe. The sound was obviously much quieter, almost like a TV with three levels of sound.
The young man's hands were very steady. He held the welding gun horizontally and used two welding pens to dry the sides of the safe. When he was left with the last bit, he put down the water glass he had been holding and caught the fallen safe.
Sweep the thin steel plate into the safe along the gaps.
Forty thousand in cash, two watches, and a Cordyceps sinensis.
The young man grinned, drank up the water in the water glass, reached out and took out the contents, put them in the canvas bag, briefly packed the tools, and stood up directly. He welded open one layer of the safe and opened the other layers.
There must be cash, and there may be more, but the middle-aged man did not continue welding. He paid attention to fate in his work. When he opened the first layer, what he could see was fate. If he worked on the rest, it would be a bit like peeling off people's skin.
Interesting
Putting the canvas bag on his back, he walked slowly to the desk, put the kettle back in its place, grabbed the two toilet papers spread on the table, and wiped away the few drops of water left by the water he had just poured.
After cleaning the toilet paper, he stuffed the toilet paper into the disposable water cup he had just used for drinking water, then balled it up and put it into his trouser pocket.
He walked to the door, casually turned off the light, casually opened the door, casually picked up a pair of Goldlion leather shoes, and finally, the figure disappeared into the dark corridor carrying a canvas bag. The whole crime process was like a silent mime, simple.
And quiet.
His name is Li Hao!
Age: Twenty-seven years old!
Occupation: Habitual thief!
Three years in the industry!
The fifth "shipping!"
The total value of the case involved was more than 400,000, but it never happened once. Some people even discovered that their homes had been robbed more than a week later when they wanted to use the money.
More than ten minutes later, he bypassed the tied dog in the yard and came to the base of the wall. Without even looking, he casually reached out and grabbed the rope where he put it, but he missed it!!
"Pop!"
His expression changed, and he reached out and quickly touched the wall twice, but there was still nothing. When he suddenly looked up, the wall was also empty!
"Oh shit? Where's the rope?" Li Hao never suspected that he had remembered the wrong location, so he said in shock.
At the other end, in the passage under the big pit.
Menmen and Lao Xian were still walking at the front. At this time, we had been walking in this maze-like corridor for no less than twenty minutes, but we still hadn’t gotten out. There were so many side roads and it was extremely dark, so we couldn’t even get out of it.
I don't know where I have reached.
And Lao Xian, a professional gold-touching captain, didn't bring a fucking flashlight or candle when he robbed the tomb. This kind of mistake is like a fried dough stick master who, after preparing everything, suddenly realizes that he didn't bring any.
They look the same, they are so heartless and have no friends, it is an unforgivable shame in the world of tomb robbers.
"Are we trying to break the wall?" Li Shuishui sprained his ankle when he fell to the ground and is now limping. After walking in this so-called tomb passage for twenty minutes, he became a little mentally disturbed. He was afraid
Ghosts are so scary. The more I think about them, the more I get scared.
"Wait for me to see where the dragon energy emerges from!"
"Snapped!!"
I slapped him on the back of the head with a big mouth, and asked seriously: "Can you tell clearly from which direction I slapped you just now??"
"Why are you hitting me?!" Lao Xian asked angrily towards the door.
"Damn it, I don't even know where to hit you from. You are so stupid!" I yelled.
"Ah! It was you who hit me!" the old immortal suddenly realized.
"Fuck, my phone is about to run out of battery! I'm so suffocated here, it's so lively!" I regretted it so much that my intestines were turning green, and I swore in my heart that I would never drink again. This game is too harmful. Drinking too much
He can do all sorts of ridiculous things.
We bickered and walked forward. After walking for about two minutes, we reached a fork in the road again. I took a photo with my phone. Under the faint light, I saw a rusty iron door blocking the middle of the corridor. There was a small door.
It has a bolt-like lock on it.
"What the hell is this place like? Why does it have a door?!" Li Shuishui almost cried.
"Stop howling! You sound upset!" Lao Xian replied irritably, walked forward, stretched his hand from the railing in the middle of the iron door, grabbed the bolt, and then pushed the door open with all his strength.
He walked over and said: "Go forward! As long as you see the door, you are not far from the main tomb!"
We followed closely behind. The weak are accustomed to relying on the strong. There is no doubt that at this moment, the careless old immortal is obviously a strong man who is not afraid of ghosts and gods.
We walked along this fork in the road for another three or four minutes. At this time, I found that the ground under my feet had changed. It was no longer a cement floor, but was paved with neat square tiles. I was about to bend down to take a look out of curiosity.
An accident happened!!
"Ah!!! What the hell is that? Then why is there someone?"
Li Shuishui shouted in horror. The three of us were so frightened that we all shivered. We turned around and looked over. There seemed to be a figure hanging on the mottled wall. I was so frightened that I leaned against the wall with a bang.
All soft!
"Oh, my uncle? Are there any ghosts who dare to appear in front of me?" The old immortal just paused for a moment, then rushed towards the figure in two steps. At the same time, he spread the five fingers of his right hand and ran towards the figure's neck.
So he grabbed it.
Yes, he wants to choke, he wants to choke the ghost!!!
The martial arts family is really not just a boast, the young man really has a lot of skills!!
"Snapped!"
The old immortal pinched the neck of "that man", blinked his soy eyes and was stunned for a moment, then quickly touched it, curled his lips and said: "Look at that B-type thing that scared you, these are fucking clothes, not ghosts"
!!
"ah!!!!"
After hearing this, Li Shuishui shouted loudly, collapsed on the ground with a thud, and said with chattering teeth, "Why are there clothes here?"
Lao Xian casually took off a hat hanging on the wall, took a photo of it with his mobile phone when he got close, and said in surprise: "How the hell does this look like the hat worn by the Eighth Route Army on TV!"
"Put him down! Are you a tiger? Why did you touch him?" Menmen persuaded.
"Look at how coward you are, what can you do if you touch it!" Lao Xian curled his lips and replied, and put the hat on his head with great interest.
"Tap tap tap!"
Just as Lao Xian put on his hat, suddenly there were footsteps from the other end of the corridor, and then after a "pop" sound, the lights in the front part of the corridor turned on.
"Hey, why are there lights???" Lao Xianhu asked, his voice weakly echoing in the corridor.
"Who is it?" In less than three seconds, an old voice from the other end of the corridor asked in the same panic.
"Uh!" Sitting on the ground, listening to the voice, he opened his mouth and suddenly inhaled, kicked his legs twice, rolled his eyes, and fainted with a fright.