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  No mistake, looking up at the sky is very clear, even if the streetlights on the small street are only 15 watts, dozens of meters away, for him, a distance of less than ten meters is enough to make out the other person's identity.

  From the dialogue between two people, you can also hear what they are doing.

  "I said, Director Xie, have you gone mad? Tonight is New Year's Eve, do you want us to spend the night here?"

  Another voice, sounding like a middle-aged man, "If you're not willing, then go back first."

  The young man smiled and said: "I don't dare, if Zheng knows about it, I'll be in big trouble."

  "Hum, you little stinker, put on a bright face, the leader's matter is a big deal, if something goes wrong, don't thank Director Zheng, I'll kill you first."

  "That's it, heh heh, if you ask me, why bother considering the pros and cons, let's just rush in and seal off the area first, then slowly search, with so many things, I bet we can find something."

  "This is politics, you know? You're far from being a match for him. Haven't you seen that scoundrel Yu Zhonghao also brought people here? And Xiao Jiannan from the Qinghe Branch Bureau, maybe even the underworld has someone interfering."

  "Come on, little Xiang, what treasure are you holding in your hand?"

  "You little brat, is this what you should be thinking? Are you looking for death?"

  With a crack, the middle-aged man gave the young man a slap in the face.

  "Head, it's easy to talk, why did you hit me again?"

  "It's for your own good that I'm telling you this," the middle-aged man said, his tone softening. "I'm asking you, have you ever seen someone with the surname Xiang come out of this house?"

  "That's right, and there are several old ladies who look quite seductive."

  The middle-aged man nodded and muttered to himself: "Director Xie is right, the cunning rabbit has three burrows, and the surname Xiang's cunning is unmatched. Maybe he's just pretending to attack, creating a diversion, and hiding things in this courtyard."

  Young horse hurriedly said: "Head, it's still up to you, or shall we go in and take a look?"

  The middle-aged man scolded again, "Damn it, you're stupid again. This house belongs to its original owner now. He's a returned overseas Chinese and a member of the municipal CPPCC. If you want to go back to the village to farm and suffer, just break in."

  The young man finally stopped talking.

  This should be someone sent by Xie Zixuan's faction, under Zheng Junbo, the captain of the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Criminal Investigation Brigade.

  We must get rid of these two guys, Tian Liang is looking at his watch, his Hundred Flowers members are almost here.

  He paused for a moment, took a deep breath towards the bright sky, and slowly approached those two guys with his body against the wall.

  Those two guys, squatting there, actually started digging out cigarettes and lighter.

  They understood their task was simply to guard the back door of Zhu Qin's house, not allowing anyone else to enter. They themselves had no intention of entering. This place and Liu Qingqing's house were separated by a large mansion, squatting in this small alley smoking a cigarette to relieve fatigue would not affect the actions on that side.

  A middle-aged man lit a cigarette, and a young person took a step closer, chatting as they struck up a conversation.

  Opportunities are hard to come by, and with a distance of four or five meters, the body that was leaning against the wall suddenly took off.

  "Who..."

  The young man's eyes caught a glimpse of lightning, but it was too late, the lightning came too quickly, he could only shout out half a word.

  A bolt of lightning struck the middle-aged man's back, and with a muffled hum, he lunged at the young man, their heads colliding with a dull thud. Their bodies momentarily froze before they brushed past each other and fell to the ground together.

  Xiang Tianliang patted himself and first bent down to check if the two had guns. If they did, he would have to take care of them for fear that passersby might snatch them away.

  Not bringing guns, they let out a sigh of relief towards the sky, indicating that their action tonight belongs to "contradictions among the people", or in other words, they are purely here to have fun.

  He dragged the two unconscious men to the entrance of the alley, about ten meters away, and then leaned them against the wall. This way, passersby would think they were just dozing off if they didn't take a closer look.

  It's the Chinese New Year, but I'm not at home with my wife and kids watching the Spring Festival Gala. Instead, I've been sent out by Xie Zhiyong to do some private work, and I have to lean against a wall corner in the northwest wind. What a sin!

  Xiang Tianliang opened the back door of the old mansion.

  This is a three-in-one courtyard house, different from the four-in-one courtyards in the north, with brick and wood structure, at least over a hundred years of history.

  The courtyard is pitch black, but the lights can't be turned on, and we can only stand in the darkness waiting for dawn.

  Before long, a noisy footsteps came from outside the door.

  No need to turn around, with eyes closed, he could tell his old ladies had arrived.

  He coughed lightly towards the sky.

  "Ah..."

  "Who?"

  "My goodness..."

  Women are startled and frightened, but most of them are pretending, knowing clearly who it is, yet deliberately showing their own weakness.

  Zhu Qin whispered: "Xiao Xiang, is it you?"

  Xiang Tianliang hummed and scolded in a low voice: "Damn it, chattering away, do you think you're going to the market? Qin Jie, take them all upstairs."

  This is a specially arranged room on the second floor, with windows facing directly across from the Li Qingqing's house. At this moment, the windows are tightly closed, and any light from outside or inside the room cannot penetrate through.

  So, Zhu Qin boldly turned on the light.

  The women's faces still had makeup on, they came in a hurry and hadn't washed it off yet.

  Everyone laughed, and Xiang Tianliang laughed even harder, "Damn it, six female ghosts have arrived."

  Liu Qingqing, Jiang Yuying and Ye Nan were all stunned as they looked at the things inside the house.

  Huang Ying said proudly: "The house was decorated by Xiao Xiang and Qin Jie, and the things in this house were all picked up by Li Jie and me at the Bin Hai Free Market. Xiao Xiang said that the equipment and facilities here are definitely more advanced than those of Shi Guoan's place by at least five years."

  "Ying Jie, I'm telling you again, I don't have the money to pay you back." Xiang Tian Liang sat on the sofa, grinning.

  "Who wants you to pay back now?" Huang Yingjiao pouted, still remembering to give a flirtatious glance.

  Monks have more porridge, yin is strong and yang is weak, one male and six females, not taking the initiative to attack, happiness will not come knocking on its own. A few tens of thousands of dollars, in Huang Ying's view, are just a drop in the bucket. To win Xiang Tianliang's favor with this small amount, it's well worth it.

  There were six monitors on the table, each capable of monitoring the activity in six areas of Liu Qingqing's home. Considering it was nighttime surveillance, more than a dozen infrared cameras installed in Liu Qingqing's home were smuggled from across the strait and should be among the best in their class.

  In front of each monitor, there is a keyboard connected to the various traps and mechanisms installed in Liu Qingqing's house. Through pre-connected wires, lightly pressing a certain key will cause an inexplicable change at a certain location in Liu Qingqing's house.

  In addition, other equipment is also available, night vision devices, laser lights, illumination flares, pepper guns, remote controls...

  The most eye-catching things are three slingshots of different sizes and a bowl of glass marbles.

  Liu Qingqing curiously asked: "Tian Liang, what's the use of this slingshot and marble?"

  He burst out laughing at the crack of dawn.

  Li Yajuan also burst out laughing, "This is a toy gun that Little Xiang used to play with when he was young."

  "Is it used to hit people?" Ye Nan also asked.

  "Hehe, Ye Jie you're right, let me tell you guys something. If you don't listen to me, I can spank your butts with my hands. But tonight's battle is at Liu Jie's house and we're at Qin Jie's house, this is called non-contact warfare. I think even if I want to hit someone, it's out of reach, sigh... So what should I do? I'll use marbles to shoot their butts! Hehe, wait and see, you guys tell me whose butt to shoot, I'll guarantee a 100% hit rate!"

  All the girls laughed, children's nature, innocence has not been corrupted, is one of the reasons why they love to face the bright sky.

  According to prior arrangements, Li Yajuan, Zhu Qin and Huang Ying took charge of six display screens, two for each person. After a brief training by Xiang Tianliang, they would launch a "counterattack" upon receiving his instructions if an unexpected guest appeared at Liu Qingqing's home.

  "What shall we do then?" asked Liu Qingqing with a smile.

  "You can be their loyal audience, and also their assistant."

  At this time, all six monitors were turned on.

  Without any unusual circumstances, Li Yajuan said calmly: "It's not yet eight thirty, I estimate that around nine o'clock, they will not be able to hold on and make a move."

  He nodded and said to Tian Liang, "Now you all understand, our mission tonight is to let one of them go through thousands of hardships and steal something from my hand."

  Jiang Yuying asked in puzzlement, "Xiao Chang, if that's the case, then aren't we making simple problems complicated?"

  He smiled mysteriously towards the bright and profound sky.

  "You don't understand, I don't understand either. But Mr. Liu and Ms. Xu who are sitting in the theater watching the play do understand. They know that I won't easily hand over what's in my hands to anyone, no matter who it is. Others won't believe me unless someone snatches it away from me in front of everyone."

  "Will they come?" asked Liu Qingqing again. "What if they don't come, or there are only a few people coming? Wouldn't we have wasted our efforts?"

  He smiled slightly towards the sky, looked at Jiang Yuying, and then glanced at Ye Nan, saying with deep meaning: "They will come, they must come, I can be sure of it. Liu sister, your home will be the most lively place in Qinghe City tonight."

  Liu Qingqing thought of something and said with some regret: "Those things were given to others, and the days after you wake up will be difficult."

  "It's not entirely true," Xiang Tianliang said with a smile.

  Li Ya-jun asked: "Xiao Xiang, I really want to know now, where did you hide the thing?"

  "Yes, where is it hidden?" Jiang Yuying was also very interested.

  "Do you really want to know?"

  "Of course." The six women almost spoke in unison.

  He raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes and smiled mysteriously with a self-satisfied expression on his face.

  "Hehe, anyway, I'm free either way, you guys guess, I promise, whoever guesses correctly will get a prize."