In the place where Zhang Baichao lived, burials were popular, and the locals had the custom of buying funerary objects, so tomb robbery gradually emerged here. Zhang Baichao saw other people get rich, and he also entered the industry, and quickly became a leader with his clever mind.
Recently, there is a news that makes all the tomb thieves very excited. The largest local richest man Wang Youcai just died of his daughter. To say that his daughter, who looks black and ugly, has a hot temper, is completely a dominatrix. However, Wang Youcai loved her to the extreme. Now that the white-haired person is giving away the black-haired person, he is naturally particularly concerned about the funeral apart from grief.
There was a lot of news in the circle. Wang Youcai bought a large number of gold objects and prepared to put them in the coffin on the day of his daughter’s burial. It is said that these things are worth millions.
Zhang Baichao intends to act first, and will do it the night of the burial.
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Late at night, Zhang Baichao ran into the cemetery. He was not sure if any of his colleagues would be the first to board because of the delay of drinking. Fortunately, observing the surroundings, no other burglary holes were found, so I was relieved.
“It’s weird, such a sweet pastry, how can there be no one to snatch it?” Zhang Baichao said puzzledly, and got into the hole after he made a hole.
After climbing in the tunnel for a while, Zhang Baichao finally came to the tomb. Opening the coffin, it was filled with gold and silver jewelry. Zhang Baichao excitedly picked up a gold cup and played with it carefully.
Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, the cup was too light. A trace of suspicion flashed in his mind, he bit the wall of the cup with his teeth, and a tooth mark clearly appeared, which was fake!
Zhang Baichao didn’t give up and checked the rest of the jewels, and the results were all fakes. Suddenly, he scolded angrily: “What is the richest man, and where are the valuable funerals?”
The phone on his waist suddenly rang, and Zhang Baichao was startled. Jump, it turned out to be a text message.
Turning on the screen, it reads like this: Dear Mr. Zhang, let you down. Rather than preparing a generous funeral for my daughter, I think it is more appropriate to arrange for her a husband-in-law. You are a talented person, and you are the best candidate in my heart, so I have already paid for other tomb robbers to withdraw from the competition. I wish you a happy wedding!
It turns out that I am Wang Youcai’s “burial object” carefully prepared. Zhang Baichao looked at the coffin in shock, and the female corpse’s fingers moved slightly…