Chapter 345
Zheng Ergou trembled, pointing across, "Chuanzi, do you feel that... behind the window... there’s... someone?"
"Boom!" All of a sudden, it felt like Chuanzi’s entire scalp was about to explode. Zheng Dazhi had a gun, and in the entire police station, only three people were qualified to carry guns, and he was one of them. If they were discovered by him, getting shot without a chance to explain would be the end of it.
Chuanzi’s Adam’s apple bobbed, he swallowed and steadied himself, and turned to look. It was pitch-black; there were no doors or windows to be seen. The light coming from who-knows-where showed nothing but large snowflakes—there was nothing to see!
Having calmed down, Chuanzi saw Zheng Ergou still shivering and felt even more contempt for him, and the thought of killing him to take the five million for himself swelled even more.
"Brother Gou, there’s nothing there, I only saw this," Chuanzi grabbed a handful of snow from his shoulder and smeared it on his face, "Feeling better now?"
The icy shock steadied Zheng Ergou’s nerves, and probably sensing the mockery in Chuanzi’s words, Ergou’s mood sank again. He sulked without saying a word, just wanting to get the money quickly. Chuanzi couldn’t see his expression but saw that he seemed to be okay, and they continued their actions.
How to break in was another big problem. Compared to wooden doors, iron doors are not only heavier but also more prone to making noise. Here, the hinge was key—if the hinge was under more pressure, that pressure would create noise. Even lubricating oil wouldn’t work.
"Brother Gou, give me a hand."
"What’s up?"
"Opening the door. Don’t make a... hey hey hey, stop fumbling around."