night.

There was darkness in the Order Building, perhaps because of the seal posted outside the door, which blocked all light.

This place was sealed by the government, but it was only sealed, not seized.

There must be some worries, so Jin Shengchang didn't dare to have all the things in the order building confiscated and transported back to the government office.

There are no lights here, and the faint smell of blood is still there, so those who are timid may not even dare to come in.

After all, late at night like this, in a place where many people have died, it is inevitable that you will feel that there are a few Ah Piao behind you.

Nie Wuzhi, the blue-robed priest, took a few glances at the first floor. It was too dark to see what was there clearly, but he was sure that the good stuff must not be on the first floor.

They are a group of people who yearn for power. Their favorite thing to do is to stand on the fifth floor and overlook Yunzhou.

Therefore, if there is anything good, it must be on the fifth floor, and it must be within their sight or within reach.

He walked up with very light steps. Such wooden stairs would inevitably make noise, but he was as light as a leaf.

People who are good at thinking can't help but think and realize something even when walking up the stairs.

He thinks it's good to stand at high places, but it's very tiring to walk to high places.

When he reached the fifth floor, he saw that the door of a room was not closed, so he walked over. Before he reached the door, he heard a soft sound in the room, and he immediately became alert.

After waiting for a while, there were constant sounds in the room, and then he walked in carefully.

Then he froze.

After being stunned for a breath, he asked: "Why are you here?"

Lin Ye, who was bending over to rummage through boxes and cabinets, didn't look back or answer, and continued looking.

Nie Wuzhi: "You are one of the last people who should be here."

Lin Ye looked back at him: "You are the other one."

Nie Wuzhi smiled: "Are you stealing?"

Lin Ye: "Yes."

Nie Wuzhi: "A person like you can actually steal things?"

Lin Ye: "When did you start to think that I am a good person?"

Nie Wuzhi: "I never thought so."

Lin Ye: "So why is it unreasonable for me to be here? Why would you be surprised if I stole something?"

Nie Wuzhi: "Now I think it makes sense."

Lin Ye continued to search.

Nie Wuzhi: "What are you looking for?"

Lin Ye: "What do thieves like?"

Nie Wuzhi: "I'm not sure about this."

Lin Ye: "Then what are you doing?"

Nie Wuzhi didn't answer, and had already begun to find Lin Ye a bit annoying.

Lin Ye found whatever he thought was useful and stuffed it into a pocket. When he was stuffing things into his pocket, Nie Wuzhi noticed that there were already two pockets in the room.

One is half full, and the other is bulging.

Nie Wuzhi: "Are all thieves as greedy as you?"

Lin Ye: "No."

He turned back and glanced at Nie Wuzhi: "How can a thief be as greedy as me?"

He found some valuable things and stuffed them into his pocket, and said while working: "I thought you would understand my greed after saving you last time."

Nie Wuzhi: "After all, I was not present. I only heard about it later."

Last time, the gangsters from the Order Building planned to raid the Jade Bird Building. Their goal was to completely wipe out the Jade Bird Building, including Zhuang Junji.

But unexpectedly, they were caught in an ambush, and the masters of the Beiye Army killed almost all the tough bandits.

Then Lin Ye arranged for the Qi Barracks to go up there and, in the name of being on guard, took away all the weapons and valuables of the gangsters.

He did this because he relied on two things: first, he had to be thick-skinned, and second, the masters of the Beiye Army were not as thick-skinned as he was.

Hundreds of daggers of good quality were all collected by Lin Ye.

Nie Wuzhi said: "I don't know why, but I always feel that the bad things you do are just an illusion."

Lin Ye: "If I am caught in the future, I hope you will say the same thing in court."

Nie Wuzhi: "..." When Lin Ye spoke, he had already filled the second pocket.

He straightened up and stretched, as if he was tired from stealing things.

Nie Wuzhi thought that now that he had filled two pockets, he could probably stop and have a good chat.

Then he saw Lin Ye take out the third bag, shake it skillfully, open it, and blow on it.

Done in one go.

Nie Wuji asked: "You haven't had enough?"

Lin Ye: "If you don't take more at this time, it will be taken away by others. I came first. If I take one less thing, it is equivalent to losing one. It's a huge loss."

Nie Wuzhi's eyes widened.

Lin Ye asked Nie Wuzhi: "You are also looking for something, right? Why aren't you looking for it?"

Nie Wuzhi: "I suspect it's in your pocket."

Lin Ye: "Is what you are looking for valuable?"

Nie Wuzhi thought about it for a moment, and realized that if there were any correspondence or secret contacts, they would not be considered valuable.

So he shook his head: "It's not worth it."

Lin Ye: "It's definitely not in my pocket, you can find it yourself."

After saying that, he carried his bag and went to another room. Nie Wuzhi turned around and followed him.

He asked: "Do you know Jiang Qiuse is dead?"

Lin Ye: "I know."

Nie Wuzhi: "Then why are you still in the mood to steal things here? You shouldn't be a little sad?"

Lin Ye looked back at him and asked, "Why should I be sad?"

After speaking, he continued to search, without even the desire to explain. He felt that it would be really annoying to explain for such a thing.

It is true that Jiang Qiuse is the senior brother of the martial arts school, but Lin Ye is unfamiliar with him and cannot be said to be sad.

If there was anything else that Jiang Qiuse cared about, it was that night when he rescued Nie Wuzhi after the Order Building planned to raid the Jade Bird Building.

He sprinkled a piece of powder and the masked man sprinkled a piece of powder without any hesitation.

At that moment, Lin Ye realized that Jiang Qiuse was related to Mr. Qian.

Mr. Qian's death may not have been planned by Mr. Qian, but he must have made good use of it.

Of course Master Qian is not just a wild medicine seller, he may even play a vital role in the entire bureau.

Nie Wuzhi: "How many things do you plan to take before you stop?"

Lin Ye: "It gets to the point where I feel like I can't even carry one more thing."

Nie Wuji looked back at another room, where there were already two bulging bags.

He said: "I don't think you can carry it anymore."

Lin Ye said: "If you were asked to move 200 kilograms of grain back to Tianshui Cliff, would you move it?"

Nie Wuzhi: "I won't move."

Lin Ye: "What if it's two hundred pounds of gold?"

Nie Wuzhi: "I won't move."

Lin Ye: "What if it's 200 kilograms of heavy iron?"

Nie Wuzhi: "This..."

Lin Ye: "We are really different. I might hesitate about 200 kilograms of grain, but I can't help it when it reaches the golden stage. You can actually persist until the heavy iron."

Speaking of this, Lin Ye suddenly thought of something, and he asked: "Do you know any famous craftsmen?"

Nie Wuzhi: "I know you."

Lin Ye: "Who is it?"

Nie Wuzhi pointed to his nose: "Me."

Lin Ye didn't believe it.
To be continued...