Chapter 735: Can't Let You Ruin My Good Thing

Heh, still someone wants to come snatch a share.

Just then a voice came from the courtyard again: "Brother Ma, the boss has connections up top, and that woman wasn't even hurt. Even if he gets locked up, he probably won't be in for more than a few months before he's out. If we really touch the boss's stuff, the boss won't let us off."

"Are you stupid? Naturally we grab the goods and fly far away, find some hideout and live it up."

"But…"

"Drop the 'but' — just say whether you're in or not."

"Brother Ma, the boss has done me a kindness. This thing, I…"

Before the man could finish, he let out a muffled grunt and collapsed onto the ground: "Brother Ma, you…"

"Brother, I gave you your chance. Since you won't do it, I can only send you to the Western Paradise — naturally I can't let you ruin my good thing."

"You— you— you aren't afraid that they'll— they'll trace it to you—"

"You think you're the only one who isn't satisfied with him? It's just you… Enough, why am I even telling you this? Don't blame your brother for going hard on you — I really can't leave you alive."

Hearing this, Liu Chuxue got an idea…

Just as the man was about to deliver the killing blow, she first tossed a small stone inside and knocked him out.

Right behind it, she broke off half a brick from the top of the wall, and the moment the man heard the noise and looked over, she hurled it straight at him.

Confirming both were out cold and that the courtyards on all sides were quiet, she went straight in through the front gate.

She had already confirmed where Yao Qidong hid his things before, so naturally she wouldn't hold back.

She went to the kitchen first — not only did she sweep up the rice, flour, grain, and oil from the cupboard, she didn't even spare the pots, pans, bowls, and basins. In the future, when she got the chance, wouldn't it be nice to donate the stuff to people who need it?

After that she went into the main room, starting with the parlor: a radio, a sewing machine, a brand-new set of wooden-framed sofas with cotton cushions on top, and a floor lamp standing in the corner — clearly newly bought. When she'd come to case the place before, none of this was here. Could it be that this fellow Yao was about to get married?

Liu Chuxue guessed right — these things had been bought in preparation for marrying Qi Shufang. But unfortunately, the moment they were brought in and before he could enjoy them, Yao Qidong was taken away by the police.

Coming out of the parlor, she went into the east room — sure enough, it was set up for a wedding. On the bed lay two newly made cotton quilts, still wrapped in their sheets, piled on the newly built bed. On the floor sat a newly bought red Double Happiness enamel basin and a thermos flask.

Liu Chuxue unceremoniously swept it all into her space, and after tucking the brand-new five-drawer chest into her space as well, only a set of old wooden cabinets against the wall remained. Her instinct told her those cabinets were odd — after all, in a whole room of new things, only these wall cabinets were old.

Since everything else had been replaced with new, why couldn't he bear to replace these wall cabinets?

Last time she'd come, she'd spread out her spiritual sense and swept the courtyard once, but at the time the room hadn't gotten new furniture, so naturally she hadn't noticed anything off.

She tried to tuck the wall cabinet into her space, but the cabinet didn't budge.

That convinced her all the more these wall cabinets were no ordinary thing.

She spread her spiritual sense toward the back of the cabinet, and only then discovered that the wooden board behind the cabinet was actually nailed together with the wall. Liu Chuxue couldn't quite make out what was going on.

After all, the wall itself was fine — just an ordinary brick wall, solid through and through.

If the wall was fine, then she'd look further down.

But just like the wall, it was nailed with large steel nails, and beneath the wood was a layer of steel plate. The steel nails above were as thick as a little finger, like rebar. She looked down four or five meters and it was still a stretch of pitch black, solid through and through. She couldn't help thinking: what on earth is going on?

Now she understood a little — it wasn't that Yao Qidong didn't want to replace the wall cabinet; rather, replacing it would cause too much of a stir, and the price to pay would be no small matter.