The dark night—

The time is three o'clock in the morning, which is the deep sleep time for most people and is also the favorite activity time for thieves.

A tiny wire slowly penetrates into the keyhole without too much effort, and can be easily opened with skills alone.

Du Lai slowly pushed open the door, and noticed something was wrong with his hand.

Looking up, I found a bulging garbage bag hanging on the door, shaking. If he opened the door and tried harder, the bag would fall and hit him on the head.

He reached out and touched it gently, and it contained liquid, oily, like leftover soup.

Du Lai's eyes twitched twice.

But this obstacle could not help him.

He flexibly took off the garbage bag with both hands and placed it on the ground, his movements were extremely light.

However, when he was about to move forward, he found that the plastic bag was shriveled at an extremely fast speed. The vegetable soup inside oozed out, and the fishy smell of seaweed shrimps, wet his soles.

He frowned and looked carefully again, and found that the ground was covered with pins!

Not only are there nails at the entrance, but there are push pins on the ground in the entire living room in front!

Du Lai: "…"

Damn, this woman is too cruel!

It seems that she has been on guard against the fact that something is stolen.

It's normal to be prepared, after all, the props on her are too envious.

But it would be too naive to try to stump him with these nails alone.

Du Lai gently swept away the pushpin in front, and at the same time remembered her mocking at Bai Youwei when she first met him.

She was right, he was indeed a thief.

But at the same time, he is also a magician.

These two identities are occasionally exchanged and occasionally both, so he himself is not sure whether he is a thief or a magician?

...It doesn't matter.

He continued to walk into the room, his movements were fast and light, without making any sound.

Open the bedroom door, the bed sheet was covered with two raised figures, and the canvas bag was hung on the floor-standing hanger more than one foot away.

Du Lai's heart tightened, his breathing was holding, his movements became more and more heavy and lighter...

He gently lifted the two belts of the canvas bag, took them back, and then followed the original path and returned step by step.

It seems quite stupid to exchange puzzles for props, but he thinks it is worth it.

But if he could get the prop without using a puzzle, he would think it would be more worthwhile.

...

Du Lai retreated all the way to the door and stood in the corridor and silently weighed the canvas bag. It was bulging inside and it was quite heavy.

Are you too arrogant?

How dare she put important props so casually by the bed, or was she sure that her trap would definitely work?

Du Lai curled his lips and smiled, picked up his bag, and left with brisk steps.

Instead of walking towards his residence, he chose the direction to leave the city.

Because he didn't want to attract attention, his car parked in a hidden place. The starry sky at night was sparse and dull, and he rushed around the stars and the moon.

When I walked to the intersection, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me.

——At three o'clock in the morning, there was a person standing in the middle of the intersection.

This is really terrifying.

Du Lai's pace was cautiously slowed down.

It was cloudy tonight, and the clouds covered the moonlight, making the night dark, and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

I can only see that it was a tall and thin man, standing quietly not far from him, with unknown intentions.

It is most likely that the visitor is not good.

Du Lai stopped quietly and began to quickly build an escape route and coping strategy in his mind.

At this time, the man spoke.

The sound is like a quiet river, calm, gentle and cold.
Chapter completed!