Chapter 297 Chapter 9

In Xituo Town, the night is dark and windy, with gusty winds.There was no light in the whole courtyard, and a few ancient trees swayed in the wind, looking extremely gloomy.In the darkness, two figures swiftly climbed up the wall, leaned over the wall and looked around, and quickly jumped into the courtyard. It was Feng Biao and Lao Tu.The two jumped off the wall and looked around. Old Tu whispered: "Boss Feng, that's right! The place Zhang Haifeng said should be right in front!" Feng Biao waved his hand: "Let's go!" The two lit up the flashlights and tiptoed forward.

After a while, the two groped their way to the lotus pond in the front yard.Feng Biao stopped and took pictures with his flashlight. A cross was drawn on a brick beside the lotus pond. Lao Tu: "It's here, that's right!" After Lao Tu finished speaking, he immediately took off his backpack, took out two German-made ordnance shovels, handed one to Feng Biao, and dug vigorously. After digging a few times, I heard a "dang" sound, and it was obvious that Lao Tu's engineering shovel had hit something.Lao Tu shouted in surprise: "Boss Feng, there seems to be something!"

Feng Biao: "Quick!" The two dug a hand planer with a shovel, and after a short while, a black iron box was exposed underneath!Feng Biao threw away the military shovel in his hand, and dug out the iron box three times and two times. Feng Biao: "Quick, give me a hand!" Lao Tu hurried up to help, and the two of them worked together to lift the iron box out and put it on the lotus pond.It was a small iron box, thirty centimeters square, with a lock on the lid. Old Tu: "Boss Feng, I'm coming!" Feng Biao stepped aside, and Lao Tu picked up the military shovel and smashed the lock on the iron box with one shovel.Feng Biao reached out to open the iron box, and there were several thick layers of oil paper inside.Feng Biao tore open the oiled paper three times, and underneath were rolls of colorful dollar bills.

Old Tu said in surprise, "It's dollars!" Feng Biao was also happy, and cursed: "His grandma's, this Haifeng is really good at fishing, quick, pretend!" Lao Tu took the backpack he brought with him, and put the dollar bills into it one by one.Feng Biao lit a cigarette, took a puff contentedly, and looked at the old painted money.Feng Biao casually picked up a roll of money, looked at it, and threw it into Lao Tu's backpack. Old Tu: "Boss Feng, how many acres of land is enough for so many dollars?" Feng Biao scolded with a smile: "Looking at your talent, you know how to buy land, rich landowner, hurry up!"

Lao Tu chuckled, not much effort, all the money was put into the backpack, Lao Tu tied the backpack and put it aside, and said to Feng Biao: "Boss Feng, how about some cigarettes?" Feng Biao took out a cigarette and handed it to Lao Tu, and lit it for him. Lao Tu sat down beside Feng Biao, took two puffs contentedly, and sighed: "Boss Feng, this time we can get rich!" Feng Biao smiled ambiguously, and suddenly said: "Old Tu, guess what I'm thinking?" Old Tu: "What?" Feng Biao: "I was wondering how much money does this Zhang Haifeng have?"

Lao Tu shook his head: "That's not good, but this time, I'm afraid we're going to wipe him out soon!" Feng Biao shook his head: "I can't see it!" Old Tu: "Not necessarily?" Feng Biao: "Think about it, Lao Tu, last time we asked him for a thousand dollars, he gave it without batting an eyelid! This time I added two zeros at once, and I don't think he hesitated much. , rich man!" Old Tu: "That's right! Mr. Feng, don't forget that Zhang Haifeng is the deputy director of our Chongqing Military Supplies Department. Where is the Military Supplies Department? The funds passed over each year are not more than 100 million, and I think it must be several thousand Wan, he, Zhang Haifeng, is the deputy director in charge, so I don’t mention every single one, but there is one half, hehe..."

Hearing this, Feng Biao threw away the cigarette butt, twisted it on the ground a few times, and said: "So I'm sure, the little money we got is at most a drop in Zhang Haifeng's pocket!" Old Tu: "Boss Feng, you mean, there are still goods in this house?" Feng Biao smiled: "Old Tu, you've finally learned to be smart, I'm sure that there must be traps such as walls or darkrooms in this house, otherwise Zhang Haifeng wouldn't have gone so far to buy a house! " Old Tu stood up awkwardly: "Boss Feng, you are right!" Feng Biao also stood up: "Go, you search the backyard, I search the front yard, look for me!"