Looking at Huang Bin who was tied up aside, Fang Ping was a little scared, a little guilty, and he was still a little impulsive.
Although he had always suspected that this guy was a warrior, Fang Ping really didn't expect that a warrior could be so strong.
In Fang Ping's view, Yangcheng is just a small place.
Here, even Wang Jinyang, a martial arts student, is highly respected, and martial arts practitioners are almost invisible.
Therefore, Fang Ping judged very subjectively that even though the guy upstairs was a warrior, he was not very strong.
How powerful can a low-level warrior be, just out of the realm of ordinary people?
With ten times the amount of drug, it's not a piece of cake to stun the opponent.
The result was unexpected!
Fang Ping was a little lucky. Fortunately, he did not stay at that time, but chose to leave and wait.
Otherwise, when the medicine is just taking effect and Huang Bin still has some energy left, he may be in trouble.
With these thoughts in mind, Fang Ping sat on the ground and rested for a while, then started to get up and search around the house.
He wasn't sure if he could find any criminal evidence. After all, the other party had just moved here, but no matter what, he still had to find a way to escape.
Since he couldn't find it, Fang Ping considered whether he should frame this guy.
After all, modern society is not ancient. In ancient times, no one would care if people were killed and thrown into mass graves.
But now, if someone dies, they must be investigated.
As for how to frame him, Fang Ping was already considering whether to use some bitter trick.
I'm afraid no one would believe that a warrior was easily captured by me, let alone that a high school student with nothing to do would plot against a warrior, right?
No longer thinking about this, Fang Ping began to search the house.
…
Ten minutes later, Fang Ping walked to the living room carrying a large package.
In the whole house, Huang Bin brought almost nothing of his own. Except for some daily necessities, he only had a change of clothes.
But in the end, Fang Ping found the package on the balcony.
Apparently, this is Huang Bin's property.
After staring at the package for a while, Fang Ping pondered for a moment and opened the zipper.
The moment the zipper was opened, Fang Ping's pupils shrank.
The first thing that caught my eye was none other than a nearly 40cm Mitsubishi Army Spur!
"Army people?"
Fang Ping swallowed, but quickly shook his head. Although Mitsubishi Military Thorns are considered military supplies, the military has actually gradually phased them out in recent years, and there are many people outside selling them.
Those who carry this stuff are rarely soldiers.
Exhaling slightly, Fang Ping stretched out his hand to take the thorn in his hand and looked it up and down.
When he saw some dried blood in the blood tank, Fang Ping couldn't help but glance at the tightly wrapped Huang Bin.
This guy has probably killed someone!
Even if no one is killed, this military thorn has seen blood.
He carefully put the thorn aside, far away from Huang Bin. Fang Ping did not dare to let this guy have a chance to come into contact with it.
After taking away the military thorn, the next thing Fang Ping saw was nothing else but the red banknotes in the package!
Stack after stack of banknotes, some were stuffed haphazardly in the package, and some were scattered.
Fang Ping quickly took the banknotes out and counted them for a while. There were 20 stacks of banknotes in total, which should be 200,000.
The scattered banknotes amounted to less than 10,000 yuan, and Fang Ping did not count them in detail.
These days, not many people carry that much cash.
Except for some businessmen, few people would go out with large sums of cash, especially the tenant Huang Bin.
Fang Ping completely ruled out the identity of the other party's military and was sure that he was not an official.
No one from the government would bring so much cash with them during surveillance.
"Lone traveler? Fugitive?"
These two identities were Fang Ping's first thought.
Go out with a large amount of cash, and then contact Huang Bin's usual hiding behavior.
Fang Ping felt that he could breathe a sigh of relief. Huang Bin should not be a serious person.
…
A few minutes later, all the harvests in the package were placed in front of Fang Ping one by one.
Mitsubishi Army stabbed one.
Less than 210,000 in cash.
A change of clothes.
There are also some bottles and jars, 6 in total.
Among them, there are three bottles with advertising logos on them. They are similar to ordinary medicine bottles and have their own medicine names.
Two bottles of Blood Qi Pills and one bottle of Qi and Blood Pills!
It has the date of production, the manufacturer, and the production address. It is a legitimate drug.
Fang Ping counted the Xue Qi Pills and found that the two bottles were added together, a total of 18 pills.
The medicine bottles are packed with 10 pills, so Huang Bin must have taken two pills.
As for the Qi and Blood Pills, there were 8 pills left, and two of them had been eaten.
Fang Ping's breathing was a little heavy. He had heard the names of Blood Qi Pill and Qi Blood Pill from Wu Zhihao.
In regular pharmacies, Xueqi pills cost 30,000 yuan each and Qixue pills cost 100,000 yuan each.
For Wu Zhihao and others, buying a Qi and Blood Pill before the college entrance examination is their biggest reliance.
100,000 yuan is not a small amount of money. Even Wu Zhihao's family would find it extremely painful to buy this kind of elixir.
But now?
In front of him, there are 18 Blood Qi Pills and 8 Qi Blood Pills!
According to the drug store price, these two drugs alone cost 1.34 million!
Plus cash, the total value is over 1.5 million!
Don't forget, there are 3 bottles of stuff among them, which Fang Ping doesn't recognize.
Fang Ping opened it and looked at it for a while. It also looked like round pills. They were obviously pills used by warriors. However, these three bottles of pills had no names.
For a moment, Fang Ping couldn't guess what kind of pills these bottles were.
But no matter what it is, the price will not be low.
The elixirs used by warriors are very expensive!
This can be seen from the Qi and Blood Pills, which are commonly used by martial arts candidates who are under warriors, and the guy lying in front of him is a real warrior, and the medicine he uses may be better and more expensive.
Fang Ping had too little knowledge to judge the value of these things in a short while.
Apart from these, the rest is some food and mineral water.
6 bottles of elixirs, over 200,000 yuan in cash, a military thorn...
This is what Fang Ping has found so far.
Then, Fang Ping couldn't help but glance at Huang Bin again.
When Huang Bin was tied up, he forgot to search him. Judging from the arrangement of his package, there was a high possibility that he could run away at any time with food and weapons.
For such people, the most precious things are generally not put in packages.
After all, packages may be discarded, so good things must be placed on you, if they are not big.
Fang Ping thought, this guy might have something good hidden in him.
But now that Huang Bin was wrapped in several layers by himself, Fang Ping did not dare to let him go and search him at this time.
Continuing to turn his eyes to the things in front of him, Fang Ping frowned slightly. He got the money.
But the wealth value has not increased.
It stands to reason that elixirs are also valuable, but similarly, the wealth value has not increased.
In this way, in the system's judgment, these things do not yet belong to him.
Come to think of it, these things still belong to Huang Bin.
Huang Bin was not dead, and he did not say that he would give these things to Fang Ping. The ownership rights naturally belonged to Huang Bin. Even if Fang Ping got it, he would not be able to increase his wealth.
Soon, Fang Ping thought again, Huang Bin was now under his control, and if he took the elixir, it would actually be considered his own.
However, the system did not increase the wealth value for itself, which shows that money is not absolutely equivalent to wealth value.
Or, in other words, the system actually does not encourage this behavior?
Fang Ping was unable to judge for a moment. He shook his head and temporarily suppressed these matters.
The top priority is not a question of wealth, but a question of Huang Bin.
I only found these things. Although the weapons and cash can tell that Huang Bin is not a good person, there is no direct evidence to prove that this guy is a bad person.
In addition, what should be done with these properties worth more than one million?
The police were called. Do these things have to be handed in together?
Fang Ping was a little reluctant to give up, wondering if he should withhold some and hide it. After all, he could risk his life this time.
Although, in fact, nothing happened to him at all. It was just that when he chopped Huang Bin, the tiger's mouth cracked slightly.
…
A few minutes later, Fang Ping stuffed everything into the package again.
He looked at Huang Bin.
After staring at the unconscious Huang Bin for a while, Fang Ping suddenly said: "The warrior is really powerful. After drinking so much medicine, and being beaten like this by me, he woke up so quickly!"
Huang Bin remained motionless.
Fang Ping sneered and said disdainfully: "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? When I was unconscious, my breathing was still a little disordered and my body was a little twitching.
But now, he is motionless and acting like a dead person.
Either he's really dead, or he's awake.
Don’t you know what it means to hide one’s ears and steal the bell?
If you don't hold your breath, then I haven't noticed yet. The sound of inhaling was very loud just now, and now it's suddenly gone. Do you think my ears are really hard to use?"
It was just the two of them in the small living room.
The room was so quiet, Huang Bin, whose mouth was gagged, inhaled loudly.
But at that moment, the sound disappeared, and Fang Ping was not deaf.
Huang Bin probably didn't realize that he was in a coma state and subconsciously held his breath, but he didn't know that this was the biggest flaw.
After Fang Ping said this, Huang Bin, who had his eyes closed just now, slowly opened his eyes.
Huang Bin scanned the visible area and found only Fang Ping. Huang Bin breathed a sigh of relief.
Much better than expected!
He thought that the moment he woke up, he might already be in the Detective Bureau, and the person in front of him was probably the fat man from the Detective Bureau in Yangcheng.
In the end, Fang Ping was the only one in front of him, which was the best ending he imagined.
If he entered the Detective Bureau, let alone his current state, even before, he would not be able to escape.
But now, he still has hope of escaping.
His head was still a little swollen and painful, and his whole body was wrapped in layers, and even Huang Bin couldn't break free.
Thoughts were running through his mind rapidly. Huang Bin looked at Fang Ping and his eyes started to roll.
At this time, he couldn't speak.
Fang Ping was a little wary when he saw this. He took out the military thorn from the package, stood some distance away from him, and said, "Do you want to talk?"
"..."
"But I don't want to give you a chance to speak. For a dangerous person like you, I think it's better to hand it over to the police."
"Woooo..."
Huang Bin struggled for a while, his head shook, and he raised his chin and pointed at the package in front of Fang Ping.
Seeing that the package was complete, he thought Fang Ping hadn't opened it yet.
There was a lot of cash and pills that were currently useful to Fang Ping. Huang Bin felt that a child from an ordinary family like Fang Ping would not be tempted.
As long as he is given a chance to speak, he will be sure to escape in the end.
Although the little beast in front of him was deceitful, he was only a boy after all. Huang Bin was unprepared before and caught him. Now that he was on guard, he didn't think that a young boy with little knowledge could guard against him.