"Don't move, hand over the money and the safe."
There was silence.
The black shadow choked on his breath, anyone who yelled out a word in such a threatening manner, but got no response at all, would have choked on his breath. He rudely pushed the motionless person lying on the bed, "Get up for me, didn't you hear me?"
Still nothing happened.
"Hey, hey, it's a robbery, get up quickly." The man was pushing vigorously, when suddenly he froze in his heart, this situation... no, such a loud noise, even a sleeper can wake up up. A detective story he had read at some time suddenly came to his mind, and he probably remembered that the plot of the story was like this. A thief sneaked into a house to steal, only to find that the head of the house was standing by the window. He wanted to sneak up on the head of the house, but when he pushed his hand, the head of the house fell down. It turned out that the person was already dead.
He wouldn't be so unlucky, he just came to rob, not to encounter a murder case, the masked man touched the man on the bed with stiff hands, it was hot, and put his hand under Bai Fan's nose again Tan, still angry, he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally escaped from that terrifying atmosphere.
But thinking of the embarrassment just now, he let out another breath of anger, "Get up, get up quickly, don't pretend to be dead for me." He had seen Bai Fan before, and he knew clearly that the person lying on the bed was not a vegetable or paralyzed .
But Bai Fan still didn't give him the slightest reaction, he immediately became ruthless, thinking in his heart that Bai Fan was pretending to be asleep, do you think you can pretend? He suddenly raised his hand and stabbed Bai Fan's leg. He felt that he had stabbed very deep. When the knife was pulled out, it was red, and the bedding was soon stained red with blood. Except for a twitch of the instinctive muscles, the person didn't make a sound, and even the face still maintained the peaceful expression of falling asleep.
The man was a little timid looking at this weird scene, but since he decided to burglarize, he was ready to see the blood. Although the sight of the blood was so frightening, he still refused to give up. People die for money, birds die for food, no matter where it goes, it is a truth.
He boldly tied up the person on the bed with a rope, and then began to search the house. As the bag in his hand filled more and more, he gradually forgot his fear and entered a state of excitement instead. , money, so much money, a lot of money. He didn't notice that the blood on the man tied up by him was getting deeper and deeper.
The moonlight was like a waterfall, and Bai Fan looked restlessly under the candlelight at the paperwork recently presented by the congregation. He should have gone to bed at this time on weekdays, but today something happened. How could he feel flustered? He couldn't fall asleep either, so he repeatedly checked to see if there were any signs in the church recently. In his thinking, Yin Rui, the leader of the church, was overthrown, and he would have that kind of life-and-death crisis.
Bai Fan never imagined that such a far-off event as burglary would happen to him one day.
Bai Fan suddenly felt that the words on the scroll seemed a little dark, so he ordered, "Feng'er, turn up the oil lamp."
"Yes, Master." Feng'er walked to the oil lamp, picked out the wick, and bright and soft light came out.
Bai Fan looked at the words on the scroll and frowned, "Feng'er, I told you to dial the wick, didn't you hear me?"
Feng'er looked at the oil lamp, then at the leader holding the scroll, scratched his head and said, "Master, I have turned on the oil lamp."
Bai Fan raised his head in disbelief, but saw that the oil lamp was indeed very bright, but why the characters were still so dark? When Bai Fan was immersed in this doubt, he found that the scenery around him was not only dark, but also began to gradually become blurred. At the same time, a kind of exhaustion from the depths of his soul surged, and Bai Fan opened his eyes with force. What's going on here…
Before losing consciousness, Bai Fan could only hear Feng'er's rough but sincere anxious cry, "What's wrong with you, Master, Master, Master..."
…
Bai Fan gradually regained consciousness in the chaos, and before he opened his eyes, he heard the sound of rummaging through boxes, loud and unscrupulous. At the same time, the dull pain in his leg came to his mind, and Bai Fan also noticed that he was being tied up.
Bai Fan closed his eyes, listening to the man cursing calmly, but with his hands tied behind his back, he quietly exerted force, breaking the rope that bound him, without making any sound during the period.
"Damn it, where did this kid put the safe?" The man in black tossed and turned impatiently in the room. The mole leaked out. In his impression, rich people would buy gold bricks and hide them in the safe at home, so he was still unwilling to find the box of gold.
Bai Fan's eyes opened when the man turned his back and rummaged around, his gaze was so cold for the first time. With his free hand, he picked up a leg stick on the ground, exerted enough strength, and slammed it hard.
With a slap, the leg stick hit the red heart, and it was violently drawn on the back of the man's neck. He didn't even groan, and passed out directly.
Dawn broke in the sky, and when the security guard who broke into the house woke up, he found that his situation with Bai Fan had been completely changed. The one who was tied to the ground became him, and the leg of the man who couldn't wake up no matter how much he screamed last night The wound on his face has been simply bandaged, and he is looking at him with a cold face.
Seeing that the people on the ground woke up, Bai Fan lifted his lips and said grimly, "Tell me, how can I repay you?" Very well, someone dared to stab him when he was unconscious. No wonder he came back like this today. early.
There is still some time before dawn, just to have fun with him.
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"Master, what's wrong with you, Master?"
Yin Rui frowned impatiently, "Why are you arguing?"
"That's great, Master, you're awake. Feng'er is so happy that you're fine." The anxious maid smiled through her tears, even though her smile was a little terrified.
Yin Rui, who was rubbing his forehead, paused, and raised his deep eyes, "What did you just say about me?"
"Master, you fainted suddenly just now, you really scared us." Feng'er said honestly.
Yin Rui raised his head sharply, his pupils constricted, he finally realized something was wrong, the oil lamp was still burning in the room, and it was still dark outside...
now it is night.