In the eyes of the locals in S City, it is definitely a gathering area for the rich.
It is said that if you want to buy a house here, you not only need money, but also need to provide proof of legal income.
My former home is right here.
"Okay, stop here!"
Two streets ahead was Shengshi Mingtang, but he did not let the driver continue to drive forward, but parked on the street.
After checking out and getting out of the car, Ding Xiaoyi found a dark corner, put on a set of inconspicuous clothes, then hid his figure and carefully walked along the street to the gate of the community.
"ah!"
In the security room, two security guards alternate shifts.
The young man sitting on the bed had obviously just woken up, and he was sitting on the edge of the bed with a squinted look on his face.
Another elderly security guard held a teapot, took a sip of strong tea, and continued reading on his mobile phone.
I flipped through a few chapters, and after reading the end of the latest chapter, I muttered: "Chapter-breaking dog!"
He threw the phone on the table angrily, and saw messages of greeting flashing on the phone from time to time.
"Hey, Mr. Zhou, you also scolded me for being out of context. Writing books is in a slump right now, and I can't make much money myself. I'm still being harmed every day.
Not as exciting as holographic live broadcast.
Recently, a great guy ran out of the reserve for some unknown reason. The last live broadcast was so thrilling that it made people scream. Outside of the reserve, it turned out to be quite fun."
The young man behind him sat up from the bed and couldn't help but joked.
"You, stop looking at that stuff. Doing a good job and making money is the purpose!"
Master Zhou had a look on his face that he had already seen through the world of mortals, and warned him.
"Tch, when I save enough money, I will buy two sets of good equipment and do live broadcasts too!"
After saying that, the young man's eyes rolled around, and he leaned next to Master Zhou and whispered: "Master Zhou, you are too old, what are you doing here? Follow me when the time comes, and I will let you do something exciting!"
Master Zhou raised his brows slightly, looked at the young man thoughtfully, and sneered: "Exciting? For example?"
"Let's do live streaming!"
Hearing this, Mr. Zhou curled his lips, shook his hands and said, "I've played it before, it's not fun!"
"ah!"
The young man was startled, then heard Mr. Zhou continue: "In addition to live broadcasts, there are also flight attendants, tour guides, salesmen..." A series of professions came out of Mr. Zhou's mouth.
The young man once doubted his life and asked in confusion: "Have you ever done so many jobs?"
"Ah!" Master Zhou was stunned for a moment and said blankly: "So you are talking about work?"
For a moment, the corner of the young man's mouth twitched a few times, and then he looked at his own hands, which were thin and tender. It seemed that he was a little confused again on the road to understanding life.
After a few forced smiles: "Master Zhou, I'm going to patrol!" He walked out of the security room dejectedly.
When I walked out of the security room, the cool breeze blew over me and made me feel chilly.
I sighed in my heart, winter is coming soon.
I don’t know if the money in my pocket during the Chinese New Year this year will allow me to go home and live a stable New Year.
Although he said that he has always wanted to do live broadcasts.
But with a stable and considerable monthly income in hand, I feel less and less aggressive.
I always thought about saving some more money, and month after month passed like this.
"Wait for me a little longer, save some more money, and I'll do a live broadcast!"
As he spoke, he took out the access control and walked towards the community, without noticing that a pair of eyes behind him were watching him silently.
"drop!"
After a green light beam flashed on the access control, the door into the community was opened.
After crossing the gate, you can see an area of single-family villas in front of you.
However, most of the rooms have long been without lights.
Although the houses here are very expensive, the decoration is also very good.
But there are very few real residents. After all, it is in a new area, and it is not very convenient to go to the city center for work.
Some of them have never seen the residents since they arrived.
Thinking of this, the young man slowly stepped in front of the gate of a villa. This villa has a large garden, the largest area, and is also the most expensive house here.
Unfortunately, the residents here have not appeared again for a long time.
"Pity!"
Thinking of that kind and amiable old man,
The psychology of youth is somewhat unpleasant. I remember that after I fell down and was hospitalized, I personally came to visit myself.
Momo took off his hat in front of the door, bowed, and continued to patrol.
However, the young man did not notice that after he left, the door code was locked, and the beeping sound started to sound.
"Click!"
After the password was entered, the door lock of the courtyard was quietly pushed open, but was quickly and silently closed.
In the empty yard.
It didn't take long for weeds to sprout.
Or maybe it was because of touching things that she felt emotional. Ding Xiaoyi stood in front of the courtyard gate in a daze.
Walking to the door step by step, the door lock has been changed.
There is still a seal on the door.
But this is not difficult for me at all. I can walk to the left skillfully, and after crossing the swimming pool, I will come to the back of the house.
I saw a very thick drainage pipe running from the second floor along the wall to the ground.
He flicked his finger lightly on it.
This white drain pipe actually made two "bang!" sounds as metal collided.
In the past, when I would sneak out or come back late, I would climb over the pipe to avoid disturbing my grandpa when I came back.
I remember one time I accidentally stepped on a pipe and cracked it.
Grandpa didn't say anything, but early the next morning, the pipe was replaced and replaced by the current drainage pipe.
Although it looks like plastic, it is actually made of pig iron and has been specially reinforced.
Now that I think about it, every move I make can't escape the eyes of his old man, but he doesn't interfere with himself too much because of this. He just pays meticulous attention to the details.
After calming down, Ding Xiaoyi stepped lightly on the drainage pipe, as nimbly as an ape, and jumped up to the balcony on the second floor.
The balcony-specific sliding windows are the only ones without alarms and locks.
The figure jumped up and sneaked in carefully.
The sight of darkness in the room did not cause any trouble to me.
With ease, he pushed open the door to the room.
Come to your bedroom.
He didn't waste another second in the bedroom, because the things here were no longer his own after he signed away his inheritance and debt inheritance.
Besides, there is nothing worth missing here. I am not here to steal anything, but just to find clues to the treasure left by my grandfather.
Opening the dressing room to the side, most of the clothes inside had been cleaned.
In an empty room.
Nothing at all.
"The clue is here!"
Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath, and the light of spiritual energy surged in his pupils, scanning every corner of the room, hoping to find valuable information from here.
I was just disappointed that there was nothing here except some worthless clutter.
"Could it be that they were moved away by the liquidation company??"
He was sure that he was not looking in the wrong place, but there was nothing here. The most likely possibility was that the clues were disposed of by the people in the liquidation company.
If this is really the case, wouldn't it be hopeless for me to find clues?
But when I thought about it again, I thought it was impossible.
If the clues were really so easy to take away, then why didn't my grandfather just give the clues to him, or put them in Chaimu's new home?
Thinking back to every paragraph in the diary, Ding Xiaoyi sat on the ground, holding his Xuantong bracelet in one hand.
While thinking about it, I inadvertently glanced at the graffiti left by me when I was young in the corner.
Looking at the almost abstract graffiti, I couldn't help but complain: "If I have artistic talent, it must be abstract + Fauvism!"
The messy portraits above, if I hadn't painted them myself, I'd probably be tempted to look at them. The person painted above is a fisherman.
In my mind, it seemed like my grandfather told me a story.
The story is very simple. A fisherman gave a young man a fish every day. Later, the young man felt that one fish was not enough, so he wanted to learn fishing from the fisherman.
The fisherman agreed to him and taught the young man how to fish, but found that the young man had stolen his fishing rod.
The fisherman was very angry about this, turned into a big carp, bit the bait while the young man was fishing, and tried to pull the young man into the water.
Unexpectedly, the young man was born with supernatural powers. Not only did he not pull the young man up, but he was fished out of the water and taken back home.
It ended up being a dish of braised carp.
A very funny story.
I even drew this story on the wall, and now I think it’s a bit funny.
"Looks like there's really no clue here!"
After sitting quietly in the room for a while, he finally gave up and continued searching.
Start thinking about other possibilities.
In fact, this result is not unexpected. The games that grandpa played for himself were never simple. It was like hiding his own toys in the bucket.
As a result, he hid it for half a year, and it wasn't until the water bucket broke that he discovered the toy.
So I wasn't surprised at all when I didn't find any clues.
Just when he was about to leave.
Suddenly my ears moved, and I heard a crisp piano sound coming from the living room.
"The sound of the piano?? Someone is there!!"
He was startled and couldn't help but become alert.
It is impossible for anyone else to sneak in here except yourself.
What's more, he still played the piano so blatantly, which gave him a bad feeling.
Gently push the door open, walk along the corridor, step by step to the living room on the first floor, when you try to push the door open.
But he saw the door in front of him slowly opening as if being pushed by a pair of big hands.
In the dim living room, a figure stood in front of the window, holding a goblet in one hand and tasting the red wine in the glass.
With a gentle push from the palm of the figure, an invisible force caused the wine glass on the table to float. He refilled half the glass of red wine and floated it in front of him.
"I originally thought you were just an ordinary person, but I didn't expect that the union hid you so deeply, and you turned out to be an exorcist!"
As he spoke, the figure turned around. The cheeks under the dry white hair were rosy and plump. Although he was old, his eyes showed a sharp edge.
"Let me introduce myself. I am the elder of the Houston family. My name is Augustine Houston!"
