Chapter 92

The three treasures, just hearing the descriptions made one yearn for them. If one could see the real things, it would surely be a great pleasure in life...

Qi Xiang was somewhat yearning, then he walked to an alley near the street and quietly waited. A moment later, he saw one of Zhu Qiao's lackeys hurriedly run out of the teahouse, and he immediately nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good..."

Qi Xiang smiled faintly, "You think you can play me and then run away? Dream on!"

"Cut off your escape route, and see how you run..."

Qi Xiang thought that as long as Zhu Qiao wasn't stupid, he could just have someone call the bank and freeze his account. Then that young man definitely wouldn't be able to cash the check.

If the young man couldn't get the money, he would probably realize that his deception of Zhu Qiao had been exposed. He would want to run but wouldn't get far, and would surely be like a dog with its tail between its legs, living in constant fear.

"Hmph, if you offend me, don't expect to have an easy time."

Qi Xiang sneered and found a hotel in town to stay in peacefully.

Time passed like water, and before long, it was evening.

The night was deep, the moonlight like water, and the town was silent at night, in stark contrast to the bustle of the day. After all, there were many tourists during the day, but at night, they returned to the city hotels to spend the night.

In the town, only the local residents remained, and after a day of hard work, they all went to bed.

The night was cool, and a light breeze blew, covering the clear moon with a thin layer of clouds. For a moment, the sky was dark, and the streetlights in the town, spaced far apart, cast a hazy light that made everything look even more indistinct and unclear.

Under the dim light, several people suddenly crouched and darted into an alley. They moved nimbly, walking like cats, silently and swiftly.

In a blink, they arrived at a house and, instead of going through the front door, they went around to the back wall.

"You go first..."

One person whispered, crouched by the wall, and spread his legs in a horse stance.

At this moment, another person leaped and stepped on the thigh of the person by the wall, then easily used the leverage to climb over the wall. He lay flat on the wall, observed carefully, and then waved his hand lightly, "No one, come up."

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

In a moment, all the people were on the wall, and they pulled up the person in the horse stance.

Then, they leaped into the courtyard, like thieves... No, they were thieves, sneaking into the house furtively.

Once inside, they divided the work. Some went to the bedroom, some stayed in the living room, and some went to the kitchen. They spread out to every corner of the house, rummaging through drawers and cabinets, as if looking for something.

The few people were very professional, likely experts at "finding" things. They didn't miss a single inch of the house. After a thorough search, one of them made a discovery.

"Chirp, chirp!"

As soon as he found something, he imitated a bird's call.

This was clearly a signal, and the others came at the sound. They saw a hole dug into the thick mattress on the bed, on the side that was against the bed.

The person lifted the mattress, pulled out the cloth that was blocking the hole, and immediately saw a small locked box.

"Done, let's go!"

The few people were overjoyed, quickly picked up the small box, and didn't bother to restore the mattress to its original position. They climbed back over the wall and hurried away.

However, they didn't notice that a shadowy figure was following them, all the way to a small speedboat by the river outside the town.

The speedboat was brightly lit, and the few people quickly ran aboard. The person holding the small box immediately reported, "Young Master, we found it..."

"Very good!"

A person lifted his head, it was Zhu Qiao. At this moment, he was beaming with satisfaction, "You did well. When we get back, I'll reward you generously."

"Thank you, Young Master." The few people smiled and bowed in gratitude.

"Bring the box over..." Zhu Qiao waved his hand, somewhat impatiently.

The person was quick-witted and immediately presented the box, saying subtly, "Young Master, the box is locked. We found it and took it out directly..."

The implication was that they were clean and hadn't taken anything for themselves.

Zhu Qiao understood and was even more satisfied, "Open the lock, I want to see what's inside."

"Sure thing!"

The person smiled and immediately took out a small iron wire, then poked it into the lock. After a moment, he heard a click, and the lock opened.

Zhu Qiao reached out, took the small box, and immediately dismissed the others, "Very good, you can go back now. Come to the estate tomorrow to collect your reward..."

The few people were sensible and didn't ask any more questions, leaving directly. In a moment, they dispersed in different directions and quickly disappeared into the deep night.

Seeing this, Zhu Qiao gently opened the box, his eyes filled with anticipation. But the next second, his look of anticipation turned into raging anger...

"Damn it!"

Zhu Qiao, furious, threw the box, which fell into the river. The river water splashed, and the box turned over, revealing a stack of old newspapers.

"Trying to trick me, are you tired of living?" Zhu Qiao was burning with anger and murderous intent, but he quickly calmed down, "No, those guys definitely don't have the nerve... It must be that Dong fellow, that wastrel..."

Zhu Qiao snorted, his eyes flashing, "He anticipated that someone would try to steal it... Not bad, a bit clever... But a monk can run, but the temple can't. If you dare to trick me, don't expect to have an easy time..."

After a moment's thought, Zhu Qiao made a decision, "Let's go back, rest for the night, and go to the Dong family to demand an explanation tomorrow."

With a command, the speedboat turned and sped away.

"I knew it wouldn't be that easy!"

Qi Xiang's spirit floated in the air, watching Zhu Qiao leave without any surprise. He knew very well that the young man from the Dong family was not only incredibly bold but also extremely meticulous.

If he could fool even him, he must be very cunning and wouldn't be unprepared. Perhaps that house was just a shell, not the place where the young man had hidden anything.

Qi Xiang thought for a moment, then turned and flew away.

The town returned to silence, and the clouds covering the moon gradually dispersed. The clear moonlight once again bathed the earth, until dawn, when the moon shifted and the light slowly faded.

At around four or five in the morning, the sky was moonless, and it was pitch black, with no light visible.

At this moment, a black shadow approached the wall of a house, placed a few bricks at the corner, and then easily climbed over the wall.

He slid down into the courtyard and, after looking around, didn't go into the house but walked to a corner of the yard where there was a bare, leafless old locust tree.

The old locust tree was unremarkable, and someone walking through the yard probably wouldn't give it a second glance.

But when the person approached the locust tree, he examined it closely. After a long look, he smiled triumphantly and turned to leave.

He climbed the wall with effort, then carefully slid down, landing safely...

"Bang!"

The person was very happy, but in that instant, his joy turned to sorrow. Without any warning, a stick fell from the sky and struck his head hard.

With a muffled thud, the person's pupils rolled back, and he immediately fainted.

"Heh heh, no matter how cunning a fox, it can't escape the hunter's hand."

Qi Xiang appeared, like a sparrow waiting for the cicada. He was persistent, waiting until dawn. His efforts paid off, and he finally caught the big fish.

"The things weren't hidden in the house but buried outside, indeed very cunning!"

Qi Xiang praised sincerely, then quickly climbed the wall and leaped down to the old locust tree. After a moment's focus, he made a discovery.

He steadied himself, reached out, and peeled off a piece of bark. The bark was just a disguise, and on the trunk of the old locust tree, there was a dark hole.

Qi Xiang saw a small box in the hole.

"This time, it shouldn't be fake." Qi Xiang smiled happily, picked up the box, and carefully replaced the bark before leaving the yard.

Outside, seeing the young man still lying on the ground, Qi Xiang's eyes twinkled, and a sly smile appeared on his lips.

He returned to the nearby hotel, hid the small box, and then came back with a rope, dragging the young man to the busiest and most crowded part of town, where he tied him up.

Not only did he tie him up, but Qi Xiang also did some other things, which caused a stir a few hours later.

Dawn passed, the sun rose, and the sky was bright.

The residents of the town and some early-rising tourists gradually appeared on the streets.

Soon, some latecomers noticed that the street was very lively, with a large crowd gathered, blocking the way, pointing and discussing, as if watching something exciting.

People are naturally curious and have a strong herd mentality. Seeing this, they naturally went to see what was happening. After much effort, they squeezed through the crowd and, upon seeing the scene, were stunned.

In the center of the crowd, a young man was tied to a utility pole. His clothes were almost completely stripped off, leaving only a pair of underpants to cover his modesty.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the young man's face turned bright red with shame, anger, and fear, all emotions intertwined, and he probably even had thoughts of suicide.

Unfortunately, his mouth was gagged, and his hands and feet were tied to the pole, making it impossible for him to break free or escape. He could only endure the strange looks of the crowd in misery...

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