ore clues. 。Jiang Yan and Chen Qiang exchanged a glance, tacitly following the suggestion. They split up and moved in different directions. Just as they started, Jiang Yan suddenly stopped, lightly r...Under the old name of Jiang's Mansion, it was once the residence of the Jiang family. However, today's Jiangfu is no longer what it used to be. The glory of the iron gate has been swallowed by the furnace, and the original gray tiles and white walls have been painted with bright slogans by the passion of the revolution. Some walls are even damaged like newly built small gates.

In the courtyard, the former flowers have been eroded by time, replaced by piles of debris and clotheslines for drying. The magnificence of peonies has long since vanished, replaced by a simple vegetable garden and several laundry lines. 。Jiang Yu wandered through the courtyard, unexpectedly encountering an elderly man with a grandson in his arms strolling in the garden. She approached him, with a hint of nervousness, and asked if there was someone named Zhang Lihong. 。At first, the old man's eyes were wary, carefully examining Jiang Yu's words, and noticing the eggs in her basket, his eyes flickered with a longing light. 。Of these thirty or so households, there are no Zhangs. What business do you have with her Didn't you get lost 。There was a hint of doubt in the elder's words, his gaze fixed on the egg. Although the supply of summer vegetables had improved slightly, meat and eggs were still scarce, rationed and difficult to obtain. 。"How is that possible Zhang Lihong is my aunt, she asked my mother-in-law to save up eggs for her last year. She said her daughter-in-law was about to give birth and they lived in the biggest house around here." 。Jiang Yu eagerly explained, even revealing Zhang Lihong's son's name, but the surrounding neighbors shook their heads and said they had never heard of it. 。"It's really not easy, it's so hot today, carrying so many eggs is truly hard work. " 。It's not just the elderly, everyone else understands implicitly; demand and supply are always intertwined. 。Although the authorities strictly crack down on private transactions, such deals are still hard to eradicate during times of material scarcity. 。While discussing the possibilities of Zhang Lihong's family, they subtly encouraged Jiang Yu to make a move. 。Jiang Yu pretended to hesitate, seizing the opportunity, gritted her teeth and agreed to inquire later, then in everyone's anticipation, she hurriedly left the Jiang family mansion. Looking back at the three-story Western-style building, she let out a sigh of relief. 。To make it more realistic, Jiang Yu meticulously planned and memorized the changes in both the interior and exterior environments of the Jiang family mansion. She even mustered her courage to go to the nearby police station to inquire about information. 。Until dusk, she returned to the entrance of Jiang's residence. 。The old man had arrived early, his family needed more nutrition, so he was the first to speak with Jiang Yu. At this moment, he eagerly faced Jiang Yu. 。The eggs Jiang Yu brought were not the original amount, she had added some extra, knowing full well that a family could not possibly consume all of them. 。The old man secretly contacted the neighbors who had been watching during the day, exchanging these over a hundred eggs for money or vouchers. In the end, he warmly invited Jiang Yu to spend the night at his place. 。"No need, I still have relatives waiting outside. I'm heading to the station tonight and leaving at daybreak. There's farm work waiting for me back home." 。Li Cheng hastily clutched the package containing valuables, his eyes alert and wary. He hurried away, not even bothering to pick up his basket. 。The person who received the eggs felt a little dissatisfied and muttered under their breath, “After all, he's just a villager. He doesn't know manners or how to be grateful.” 。Li Chen swiftly moved through the broken wall, squatting beside the sewage well to adjust his breathing. His eyes were sharp, silently observing his surroundings, and soon his figure disappeared into the darkness. 。Li Cheng placed a thin peppermint aromatherapy sachet on his nose bridge and stepped lightly into the deep, dark passage. Despite being alone, he felt a touch of nervousness. 。He wore a miner's headlamp, each hand holding a weapon: a short sword at his waist, and a pistol gripped tightly in the other. Though dry and clean, the passage was testament to the meticulous construction of its time - sturdy even after a century without repair. 。In just a few short minutes, it felt like an eternity had passed. As he saw the familiar 'M' sign, he sheathed his sword and held a gun in one hand while reaching up with the other to remove the 'M' shaped hair clip from his head. He began meticulously searching the wall... 。After a thorough search, he discovered tiny, almost imperceptible holes in all four directions. 。Li Cheng recalled his grandfather's teachings and inserted the hairpin in order, some clockwise three times, others counterclockwise three times, until a complex pattern appeared. Sweat beaded on his forehead. 。After ten seconds of silence, the wall surface quietly cracked open, revealing two hidden combination dials. 。Li Cheng smiled wryly, remembering his grandmother's complaints. If he were an impatient person, he would probably have been angry at the door opening long ago. 。At this moment, the tension in his heart gradually dissipated. He was grateful that no one was chasing him, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable. 。Despite facing such a tricky layout, Li Cheng felt deep admiration for the wisdom of his ancestors. 。The secret warehouse located beneath the city bureau was actually jointly funded and built by the Chamber of Commerce during the Republic of China period. Even the Jiang family's main residence was only added later. 。Therefore, no one would ever dream that the Jiang family's priceless wealth was hidden beneath their close neighbor. 。After inputting the lengthy password, the wall silently opened. Li Cheng ducked inside and carefully closed the entrance, ensuring that the exterior knob returned to its original position. A shrewd hunter would never so easily reveal their hiding place. 。Before him was a spacious hall, filled with unexpected things—eighteen jars of aged daughter's red wine, carefully prepared by his grandparents as a treasured collection. 。Seeing these, Li Cheng's eyes welled up with tears. When he saw the red cloth-covered boxes stacked layer upon layer inside the partition, he couldn't help but cry. 。It is widely believed that the Jiang family mansion hides the accumulated wealth of the Jiang business family, but in reality, most of the wealth is hidden in the ancestral home in Qingdao and distributed to distant relatives and cousins. 。In the mansion, only the two elderly people had prepared a generous dowry for their beloved granddaughter, which was worth half of the remaining family fortune. 。Mrs. Jiang was once a renowned lady from a prominent family. Her dowry when she got married was elaborate and included sixty-four precious items. 。Over the years, the items bestowed by the Jiang family's matriarch, gifted by the patriarch, and respectfully offered by their children were a dazzling array. If not for the land and residences already donated, the number would have been even more impressive. 。Jiang Yan, with tears in her eyes, carefully put box after box of treasures into her own spatial ability, including the eighteen altars of Daughter's Crimson. 。She looked around the empty secret room, bowed deeply in the direction of the Jiang family mansion, then, with tears in her eyes, quietly left from the other side. 。After entering the space, Jiang Yan removed his disguise and changed into a simple outfit. By this time, night had fallen and there were few pedestrians around the Public Security Bureau. 。She hurried back to the guesthouse, considering the safety of a single woman and avoiding returning too late to arouse suspicion. 。Footsteps approached from the front, light and heavy. Jiang Yan lowered his eyes and quickened his pace through the alley exit, only to discover that the sound came from one person—a lame man walking with difficulty. 。The two brushed past each other, and after walking several dozen steps, a low voice called out from behind them, "Yaner" 。Hearing this, Jiang Yan made no stop but sped up instead. She ran until the pursuing soldiers were close behind her, then suddenly accelerated, dashing along the predetermined route until she safely returned to her room at the inn and let out a breath of relief. 。She never expected to run into an old acquaintance here. The person walking unsteadily was none other than Lan Junhui, her classmate from high school. The former graceful young man was now covered in a full beard and had a disability. 。Jiang Yan couldn't be sure if Lan Junhui had been targeted by others, so before dawn broke, she quietly checked out, subtly hinting to the staff that she was about to catch a train to the northeast. 。s hidden in the ancestral home in Qingdao and distributed to distant relatives and cousins. 。In the mansion, only the two elderly people had prepared a generous dowry for their beloved granddaughter,...