Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 267 1 It must be a curse!

Chapter 267 must be a curse!

Grasso was furious.

Her total income for the whole day was 0.

It was as if fate was deliberately targeting her.

From the moment it got dark until 2 a.m., no matter how slow-witted the target was, she would always fail due to various coincidences.

That damned law enforcement officer at the beginning, out of so many living people on the street, he had to pick on the person he was burglarizing.

The wallet was less than half a centimeter away from his pocket.

Ahhhhh!

asshole!

……

Then there was the carriage from the 30th parish.

While the coachman stopped to buy dinner, Grasso sneaked onto the carriage and found the box containing the illegal drugs.

After much difficulty, they managed to pry open the lock on the box with a wire.

Before they could even see how much cargo was in the box, the two horses pulling the cart broke free of their reins as if they had gone mad and started galloping wildly through the streets.

This caused Grasso to be thrown directly out of the carriage.

Fortunately, the street was dimly lit, and the passersby were busy running away for fear of being accidentally injured by the frightened horses, so no one noticed a figure covered in mud tumbling and crawling into the alley.

……

Grasso told himself again and again that it was all just luck and coincidence.

She cleaned the mud off her body and did dozens of push-ups in the alley until she was drenched in sweat before finally leaving the alley.

This time, she set her sights on a slow-witted old man.

The old lady was clearly from a noble family, and she was accompanied by several attendants, seemingly taking a post-dinner stroll.

She was adorned with gold and silver; the necklace around her neck, which was covered by three layers of fat, alone was enough to keep Grasso from going out to steal for a week straight.

She quietly blended into the old lady's entourage.

He insidiously tripped her, causing the old noblewoman to fall flat on her face in the street.

The extravagant pearl necklace around her neck naturally slipped off and flew off.

The old man burst into tears.

He cursed the broken street while yelling for his entourage to help him up.

Just as Grasso's hand touched the necklace, it broke without warning!
Yes, the necklace, which could even fit around the old lady's large neck, broke with such a light touch, and the gemstone pendant scattered all over the floor, catching the old lady's attention.

She began cursing her attendants as they went to retrieve the scattered jewels.

Faced with a horde of Ulala's entourage, Grasso could only grit his teeth and step aside.

In the end, she didn't find a single gem.

It's another sad story.

While passersby gathered around the aristocratic old lady to watch the monkey show, Grasso could only stand alone on the street corner, angrily tugging at the soles of his feet.

……

It's late at night.

It is well known that drunk people are the group most vulnerable to robbery and theft at night.

After a few rounds of drinks, they couldn't even remember how many fingers they had, let alone how much money they had in their pockets.

At the entrance of the tavern.

While a drunk man was leaning against the curb and gagging.

Grasso tiptoed slowly toward him.

This time, everything should be foolproof, right?
She could almost see the corner of the few rune banknotes sticking out of the drunkard's pocket.

However, just as Grasso squatted down beside her and held the banknote between two fingers...

The drunkard suddenly felt someone stroke his back.

You should know that this is the kind of movement that a person whose stomach is churning is most afraid of.

Instantly, a strong urge to vomit surged up, along with the beer he had just drunk and the half-digested dinner.

The man transformed into a jetpack warrior, and with a "poof," those indescribable things gushed out of his mouth and nose like a fountain.

That wasn't the end of it. The instant the substance was ejected, he felt as if fate had seized him by the throat, forcibly turning his head to the side and behind him.

"Pfft~~~~~"

...

The people of Grasso are numb.

She even screamed.

Fortunately, the streets were deserted at the time, and the drunkard would certainly not remember the screams he heard the night before.

……

But the intense, nauseating stench, along with the greasy substance covering his body, instantly made Grasso want to vomit.

She didn't care about the money anymore, and ran back into the alley while covering her nose.

...

Most people have probably experienced being vomited on, but very few people have experienced being vomited on while naked.

Grasso was absolutely disgusted.

The feeling of those greasy liquids clinging to my body was worse than death.

She ran home as if fleeing and frantically washed her body with water and soap, wishing she could peel off a layer of skin.

……

But Grasso was not willing to give up.

She was unwilling to end the night empty-handed.

She tossed and turned in bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep.

In the end, she decided to take off her pajamas and jump rope in her room for fifteen minutes straight, working up a sweat before stepping out of the house again.

This time, she was determined to pull off a big heist, even if it meant going all in.

The target was the branch of the 35th parish in the south of the city.

……

The operation went surprisingly smoothly.

Although the bank had already closed for business at this time, staff were still quietly counting all the day's accounts in the vault behind the bank.

Grasso stood behind the administrator, watching him turn the combination lock on the safe, memorizing every step of the unlocking process.

Then, taking advantage of the administrator's inattention, she secretly stole a key from him to open the gate.

Finally, she patiently hid in the corner until the early hours of the morning, after the poor overtime workers who had finished tallying all the accounts had left, before carefully entering the vault and opening the safe.

Piles of jewelry and stacks of banknotes brought Grasso to tears.

After enduring so much hardship and suffering, she finally saw piles of cash.

"Finally, I can get a good night's sleep."

She found a bag and packed up everything in the safe, leaving nothing behind.

……

However, just as she was about to open the bank's security door and leave.

She was horrified to discover that the key that had always been wrapped in her long hair was gone!

"This……"

Grasso panicked immediately.

She searched high and low in the lobby, offices, and vault, but still couldn't find the key!
Without the key, she can't leave this building!
……

Grasso was devastated and on the verge of tears.

She felt as if she were cursed by an evil god.