I saw that the house was about the same size as Chen Qin's house, thirty or forty square meters, with a container in the front and a bed in the back. The boss was a middle-aged man, lean, wearing a loose blue vest, and only wearing it underneath. A pair of flower shorts, after Wei Sheng bought candy, he stood beside the container and smoked himself.

Tai Zirui looked anxious when he saw that Wei Sheng had bought things there. As soon as he was about to speak, he heard Wei Sheng ask the boss, "Uncle, how many years have you lived here?"

The middle-aged smoking boss glanced at Wei Sheng and grinned, "It's been almost 20 years."

"I live next to here. I heard that something happened in the yard two days ago?" Wei Sheng asked with a lollipop in his mouth and smiled.

The middle-aged man reached out his hand and stroked his head with few hairs, "Something happened, it's dead."

"I know, Director Zhao, I can always look at his wife, she looks really beautiful." Wei Sheng grinned close to the counter.

When the middle-aged man heard Chen Qin's mention, he also grinned lewdly, and snarled in the direction of Chen Qin's building. "It's also restless."

Speaking of this, the man took another mouthful of cigarettes, his eyes narrowed by the hot smoke, "This time Zhao Ju is gone. I think it's cheaper for this lady. The man hasn't left for two days. I just left. Seeing a man picking her out for dinner, dressed like a...tsk tut..."

"Boss, bring me a pair of pliers and a piece of wire." When Wei Sheng heard that he was not talking nonsense, he took out the change from his pocket and patted it on the table.

Outside the gate of Chen Qin's house is the open-air corridor, and outside the corridor is the compound. Right now, many old ladies are enjoying the cool at the door. As long as they look up, they can see the children standing in front of Chen Qin's house.

In response to Wei Sheng's instructions, Tai Zirui unfolded the sheets hanging in the corridor outside the door to hide the line of sight from downstairs, but he didn't dare to move too much, for fear of attracting attention, and he, a young master, is actually cooperating now. When Wei Sheng picks the lock and enters someone else's home, it is not a taste, and it is also very frightening.

Chen's house is an old-fashioned iron gate. Wei Sheng noticed that it was only the most old-fashioned hook lock inside, and the cat's eye on the iron door was not an anti-theft cat's eye for later generations. You don't even need to use pliers. You can unscrew it with your hands. Tie the wire in a circle, and Cui Xian held her to poke the wire into the door through the cat's eye. This is a technical job. It happened that Wei Sheng didn't have this technique, so it took a long time to hook the lock.

Next to him, Shao Bingran's brows kept frowning. While shooting Cui Xian's arms holding Wei Sheng with his eyes, he turned his head and looked left and right from time to time, for fear that someone would open the door and he could barely put his heart on it.

Wei Sheng was also sweating on his forehead. After an unknown period of time, he heard a soft click and the door opened.

Cui Xian stretched out his hand, and Wei Sheng couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead. Several people rushed into the room, but the room was really empty.

At this time, the setting sun was sinking to the bottom, and there was only a ray of setting sun on the horizon. The house was extremely dim and dusky. After a few people entered the door, Wei Sheng first screwed on the cat's eye, then turned around and closed the door tightly, and at the same time thought, if you can't get mixed up in the future You can switch to shoplifting.

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