“There are raised stripes on the outside of the package, it can’t be a silver dollar! Could it be a small yellow croaker!” Zhang Wangcai’s eyes lit up. His professional eye made his heart pound, and he quickly and discreetly followed.
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Twenty minutes later, Niu Bi stood under the garden wall where the shuttle gate was located. Just as he was about to climb over the wall, he caught a glimpse of a patched-up rickshaw slowly driving by.
"Damn it, who's following me?"
Niu Bi tensed up. He vaguely remembered the patch; it seemed to have been parked not far from the entrance of Kunji Restaurant before.
"Could it be one of Manager Yan's people?"
Niu Bi shook his head, recalling Manager Yan's kind face. Regardless of whether it was him or not, he wouldn't go there again.
"We're being followed now, we absolutely can't go back to reality. If the portal is exposed, what's the point of playing around?" Thinking of this, Niu Bi quickly tightened his backpack, quickened his pace, and left the area, turning into a crowded street.
Niu Bi kept observing and saw the rickshaw turn a corner on some street and then hang back behind.
After walking through several streets, Niu Bi unknowingly arrived at the Mei Wah Theatre.
"Hey, I've got it!"
His eyes lit up immediately. He paid a coin and entered the theater, but didn't watch the movie. He left through the back door.
"Damn it, I'm finally free!"
Niu Bi turned down twelve streets, feeling that no one was following him anymore, before heading straight for the portal.
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"This person is surprisingly cautious!"
Zhang Wangcai looked at the figure carrying a package ahead, his eyes showing surprise.
He followed Niu Bi all the way, and when he saw Niu Bi enter the movie theater, he bought a ticket and followed him in. Niu Bi left directly through the back door, and he also came out through the back door, following behind Niu Bi even more carefully.
"Hehe, no matter how cautious you are, you've run into Zhang Wangcai!"
Along the way, seeing Niu Bi making detours left and right, Zhang Wangcai sneered.
Although he was confident in his tracking skills, he did not dare to be careless. He carefully hid in the distance, waiting for an opportunity when no one was around to steal the person's belongings.
When Niu Bi climbed over the wall and entered, Zhang Wangcai was taken aback.
"We're back here again, and it's actually Hardoon's residence?"
Hardoon's name is known to everyone in Shanghai.
He was originally Jewish, and with only 6 silver dollars, he became the largest real estate developer in Shanghai in a short period of time, which is truly legendary.
"This person climbed over the wall to get in. He shouldn't be a friend or relative of Hardoon. Could he be a colleague?"
Thinking about this, Zhang Wangcai felt it was very likely.
This person stole the items and sold them at Kun Kee; that's definitely the case!
Thieves are all one family, so what's wrong with sharing a piece of the pie?
Thinking of this, Zhang Wangcai quickly followed and climbed over the wall.
"Where is he? He's nowhere to be seen!"
Zhang Wangcai climbed over the courtyard wall and saw a spacious area of more than ten meters in diameter and an old locust tree. There was no one in sight.
"Could it be that we've encountered a ghost?"
Looking at the large locust tree in front of him, Zhang Wangcai thought that the locust tree was yin and easily attracted ghosts, so he subconsciously took a few steps back and took out the Mauser pistol from his waist.
This gun was obtained by Zhang Wangcai from an unlucky man three years ago, and it's out of bullets.
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Chapter Four: The First Pot of Gold, Resignation
Reality.
At dawn, golden light streamed in through the window, reflecting off the gold bars, creating a beautiful sight.
"So many gold bars! We've made a fortune!"
Niu Bi sat on the bed, a flashlight in his left hand and a handful of gold bars in his right, the bed sheet glittering with gold.
At this moment, Niu Bi's heart was filled with excitement and exhilaration.
After graduation, he declined all classmate reunions and never participated in the classmate WeChat group.
Apart from my best friend Chen Fang, I haven't kept in touch with the other classmates much.
He knew it in his heart.
So-called gatherings are nothing more than places where successful classmates show off their superiority, while those who are not doing well look up to them and shout "666" (a Chinese internet slang for "awesome").
Niu Bi certainly wanted to be the one leading the conversation, speaking eloquently, but in reality...
"With this flashlight portal, I'm totally turned my life around! I can finally stand up straight! I can speak loudly, and people will be clinging to my leg and shouting '666'!"
"It's real gold!!!"
Niu Bi excitedly picked up a gold bar and took a bite, leaving a clear tooth mark on it.