I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Wei Miao had made up his mind, and perhaps influenced by Mr. Zeng, his cat's eyes shone with a shrewd light. In pride, he licked his paws uncontrollably.

Bah bah bah…

A smell of mud.

Thinking of Ahri licking his paws or fur every day, and occasionally licking his butt crack...

She was about to retch uncontrollably.

I heard a sound at the door and quickly hid on the wooden beam of the roof.

"Are you sure he's got a lot of money?"

"The last time my father rushed into the house to save him, I caught a glimpse of his open wallet, which was full of large amounts of French currency."

It turned out to be the voice of Uncle Zhu's eldest son.

"This is a sick guy. When he came home today, his face was sallow, as if he had liver disease."

"It's okay. He's not a sick guy. He's just a weak and cultured man. Brothers can punch him to death."

After saying this, he laughed strangely.

"Thanks to you, Zhu Da, for being smart and knowing how to secretly use mud to knock the key grinder..."

Their voices were very low, but the cat's ears were sensitive and every word fell into his ears.

After the door was opened, about four people groped around in the house, occasionally letting out small exclamations of joy.

The moon is high outside the window, and you can see most of what's going on in the house without any lights.

So when someone pushed open the half-open door, he would habitually draw the curtains first, and then turn around to see Takahashi Eiichi slumped over the desk, with the pale moonlight shining on his eyes that were still open.

"what!"

Realizing that he was stealing, he quickly covered his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Liu scolded in a low voice.

They didn't find Mr. Rong in the study and bedroom upstairs just now, and thought he was not at home.

“Someone, someone!”

The thug moved his body to the side, allowing the people behind him to see Takahashi Eiichir's face with his eyes open in death.

One after another, the frightening sounds were heard, and the thieves were scared to death.

Uncle Zhu's son was the calmest. He walked forward to check Takahashi Eiichi's breath, and then froze.

"died."

"Someone's dead. I only want to be a bandit, not a murderer."

The others obviously had the same idea and were no longer as complacent as before.

Uncle Zhu's eldest son was the first to calm down. "It has nothing to do with us. This man is a sickly person. If he weren't my father, he would have died of the disease at a young age."

The others calmed down after hearing this, "So what do we do now?"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Zhu Liushu's son's eyes, "We are just robbing the rich to help the poor. Once we get what we want, we will leave naturally."

The others suddenly became determined and clamored to leave.

Although Zhu Da was panicking, he still directed them to search the house.

The four men must have been habitual thieves, as they found quite a few things while rummaging through the drawers and cabinets.

Especially Zhu Da, he found a small hole under the desk, which should be the place where Takahashi Eiichi hid the radio.

After hurriedly taking out the radio, he didn't have time to cover it up and was naturally discovered.

"Zhu Da, it's a gold bar."

They took out a suitcase from the small space, and after opening the box, three small yellow croakers shone golden in the moonlight.

There is also a yellowed paper book next to it. Since it is together with the radio, it is probably the code book.

Wei Miao felt that Brother Lu should like this thing very much, and perhaps he could exchange it for cash.

"Okay, don't be too happy, grab all your stuff and let's leave."

"Brother, what is this?" The gangster who first discovered Takahashi Eiichi's body asked, pointing at the radio on the desk.

Zhu Liu had no idea, but in order not to lose face, he pretended to be calm and said:

"Whatever it is, it must be a good thing. It's not good to exchange it for money on the black market."

After making sure the person in front of them was dead, several people rummaged through the boxes and cabinets like locusts, and then carried the things away.

When he left, he closed the door in a very graceful manner and also locked the lock on the outside of the courtyard gate to create the illusion that he was going out.

Wei Miao lay on the beam and witnessed everything.

That’s great, she doesn’t have to go see Dr. Ding.

Her original intention was to go home and write a note, and then throw it to Dr. Ding using Ali's body. As a professional agent, he naturally knew how to deal with it.

After it became completely quiet outside the yard, the raccoon cat jumped down, picked up the code book that was marked by the footprints of a group of hooligans, and ran out of the room.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to be elegant, but she really doesn’t like the smell of mud.

After returning home, Wei Miao paid Ali's salary as usual and put the palm-sized code book back into his bag.

After waiting for a while, he heard three long and one short knocks on the door outside the courtyard. After confirming that it was Yang Qiushi coming, Wei Miao carried the lazy Ali into Lu Pingsheng's bedroom, and then went down to the secret room.

After the bronze plates were placed, an entrance appeared and Ahri rushed in first.

Wei Miao had a snack in his mouth and mumbled to her to slow down.

Looking back on the last time, the journey was full of stops and starts, and it took almost a whole night.

Now that she is in much better health and has a clear goal, the time should be able to be shortened a lot without the need to explore the route.

When Wei Miao stepped onto the ground covered with gold bricks again, his eyes narrowed into crescents. He trotted to the shelf next to him and filled his bag with gold ingots.

"Brother Lu, this is work expenses, not favoritism."

When her bag was no longer able to hold a single gold ingot, Wei Miao walked forward with a hint of regret.

Xiushui Town, Jin Family Ancestral Hall.

Jin Yazhi listened to his subordinates' reports with a serious expression.

"The rainstorm came suddenly, and the reservoir was breached. I'm afraid the houses at the foot of the mountain can no longer be saved."

When the townspeople heard this, they were instantly in an uproar.

They were happily collecting their money tonight when suddenly there was lightning, thunder and strong winds.

As soon as the group entered the house, it started to rain heavily.

"How come the dam broke after only a short while? Who is responsible for the reservoir dam this year?"

Jin Yazhi asked the elders of the clan with a serious expression.

Xiushui Town had a small population to begin with, and with the warlords' separatism and foreign invasions over the past few decades, the entire town, young and old, had no more than 200 people, mostly women, children and the elderly.

Since fishing was banned, most of the young and middle-aged men in the town went to Shanghai to work. This time, the money distributed by the Jin family for the ancestor worship was sudden, and the young people who went out to work after the New Year had no time to come back.

"Hey, this year is different from previous years. For some reason, the reservoir is occupied by the Japanese and no one is allowed to get close..."

"Yes, there is also the dock where I slept drunk a while ago. I woke up in the middle of the night and saw the Japanese ship heading towards Badaowan. No wonder they didn't let us go there..."

"I saw it too. The boat was packed with people." Someone quickly agreed.

The topic was opened, and the whole ancestral hall was noisy. Jin Yazhi had a headache. He pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and said:

"How long has this been going on?"

The last time he returned to the old house was half a year ago, and he didn't hear about these things then.

An old man stepped forward and said, "Since a year ago, the ghost story of Badao Bay has been brought up again. Four months ago, many strangers came to the dock, and the only person who went to Badao Bay and came back alive, Crazy Wu, also disappeared..."

"He must have been dragged into the water by a water ghost and was killed." Someone expressed the generally accepted opinion.

"No, I think he discovered the Japanese secret at the dock and was thrown into the water to feed the fish."

The disappearance of a madman is a big deal for this tiny town.

Everyone had their own unique opinions, and everyone seemed to have forgotten that their homes were flooded and started a heated discussion.

Seeing that the group of people were talking more and more biased and Jin Yazhi's face was getting uglier and uglier, the old man quickly raised his hand to stop their chatter.

"Everyone, please stop making noise. What happened today is not a bad thing. We should kneel down to the ancestors of the Jin family. No matter why the reservoir burst, if it weren't for Master Jin coming back to worship the ancestors and perform opera, we would have to report to the Dragon King if the flood broke out in the middle of the night."

The old man's words awakened the dreamer.

Some of the older ones had already knelt down, muttering words of thanks.

Jin Yazhi didn't know whether to feel sad or happy. He turned around and saw his sister drowsy on his wife's shoulder, and he felt distressed immediately.

He waved and called the maid who was watching the fun nearby.

"Take the lady to the back room to rest."

Jin Yazhu still wanted to act coquettishly, but her brother looked at her sternly, so she stomped her feet and took her sister-in-law's arm to complain.

Mrs. Jin Yazhi raised her as her own daughter since she was young. Just a few words could make her happy and she followed him into the house obediently.

After watching his wife and sister enter the house, Jin Yazhi looked at the heavy rain in the yard and fell into deep thought.