After Banggeng put the things away, he walked out of Lin Chen's room door, hooked the door bolt with a wire from the outside, and locked the door from the inside, pretending that no one had ever come in.
After that, Bangge went back to his home very proudly.
I was still thinking about waiting for tomorrow morning, when Xu Damao and the third uncle discovered that their house had been stolen and they would hold a hospital-wide meeting.
Then they directly searched the whole hospital and arrested Lin Chen and sent him to the street office for strict punishment.
Didn’t you just steal a chicken? You actually had to send yourself in!
Banggeng felt happy when he thought that he could send Lin Chen to the labor camp tomorrow and let him spend the New Year there.
After Bangge left, Lin Chen covered his nose with a towel dipped in water and stood up.
He quickly walked to the window and opened it.
Why the hell can’t the system give itself a gas mask?
If he kept this piece of shit covered for a while longer, he would have suffocated if he hadn't been drugged out.
He took a few deep breaths of air from the window and then opened the door.
After searching in the house for a while, he found the dry goods that Banggeng had put for him from the third uncle and Xu Damao's house under the cabinet.
He took out everything and put it on the table first.
There is also a gun in the system space.
Lin Chen looked at the gun in the system space and hesitated for a while.
Finally the gun was taken out.
Holding the heavy pistol in my hand, I was still a little nervous.
During military training in college, Lin Chen touched guns, but those were guns with the magazine unloaded.
But now what he is holding in his hand is a loaded 64 silent pistol.
With a black body and a brown handle, the Type 64 pistol also has a secondary chamber under the barrel. Lin Chen knew that it was precisely because of this design that the silencer effect of this gun was very good.
But in addition, this gun has many shortcomings. Its silencer has a very short lifespan, and its shooting range is also extremely short, with a shooting range of only 30 meters. Therefore, within a few years it was
replaced by seven forms.
But the distance of 30 meters is enough for Lin Chen.
When the gun is fired, it is only 75 decibels, which is only equivalent to the sound heard by people walking in a busy city.
There was no ban on firecrackers in that era, and it was already the early morning of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.
Even if someone heard the noise, they would probably just think it was a cannon fired.
Lin Chen then opened his cupboard and took a spare padlock from inside.
There is a cellar in the backyard of the compound. In the TV series, Qin Huairu would hide in the cellar and cry when she found out that He Yuzhu was getting close to another woman.
That cellar originally belonged to He Yuzhu, but Qin Huairu also had the key to that cellar.
And everyone in the compound also knew that only Qin Huairu and He Yuzhu had the key to the cellar for two months.
Well, if the people in the compound search all the houses tomorrow and don't find these dry goods and money.
Naturally, they will search the cellar, and only Qin Huairu and He Yuzhu have the keys to the cellar. When the time comes, they will find these useful items in the cellar.
Of course BangGeng has no way to deny it.
Lin Chen waited in the room for a while, and it took about twenty or thirty minutes before he left the room.
I brought the gun, the padlock and all the other essentials.
I walked through the hallway from the middle courtyard to the main courtyard and looked in the direction of Qin Huairu's house. There was no sound inside.
Then we walked to the backyard. The cellar was located in the southwest corner of the backyard.
The rooms closest to the cellar are He Yuzhu's room in the middle courtyard, Xu Damao's room and the deaf old lady's room.
He Yuzhu and the deaf old lady both entered the bureau, and Xu Damao was also early and had already been drugged with the incense of Ecstasy.
Lin Chen walked to the cellar entrance, squatted down and aimed at the padlock on the cellar entrance.
This shot must be shot accurately. If it leaves a mark on the cellar door, it may cause a lot of trouble.
There was a bang.
The bullet hit the padlock, and there was a burst of sparks from the metal-to-metal collision.
After a while, Lin Chen carefully picked up the bullet casing and put it in his arms. Then he pulled the padlock hard, and the padlock fell off.
Lin Chen pulled open the cellar door, but there was still a slight musty smell inside.
But he didn't care about that. He walked down the stairs and put all the dry goods in a place that was not in the way.
Then he went back up, closed the cellar door, and locked it with his spare padlock.
They are all padlocks bought from state-owned hardware stores. They are all the same style, but with different keys.
Even if other people in the compound looked at the lock in their cellar, they would not know that the lock had been changed.
Lin Chen stood up and walked to the door of He Yuzhu's house, pushed the door open, and as expected, it had already been pried open by a stick.
Lin Chen walked in, walked to He Yuzhu's bed, lifted up the sheets, and put the gun directly into the place where He Yuzhu usually hid peanuts.
This is not because he is planning to frame He Yuzhu, but because tomorrow is a big day, people in the compound may want to search his house.
Lin Chen couldn't think of a better place to hide the gun for a while, but his system space couldn't put things in once he took them out, so he thought it would be better to put them in He Yuzhu's place first.
After all, he still has to live there for a month or two, so he can just pick it up when he gets the chance.
After doing all this, Lin Chen returned to his room, ready to have a good sleep and watch a good show tomorrow.
On the morning of the second day, the third uncle and the third aunt usually got up at around 6 o'clock, but because they were intoxicated by the incense stick, they slept until almost 8 o'clock.
The knocking on the door came from outside the house.
The person who knocked on the door was Yan Jiecheng, the eldest son of the third uncle's family.
"Mom and Dad, why aren't you awake yet? Yu Li and I each have to pay the 5 yuan a month for food.
You have to get us some white-flour steamed buns to eat during the Chinese New Year."
The third uncle listened to the noise outside the house, got up, rubbed his eyes, took his glasses and put them on his eyes.
He always felt that his head was swelling violently.
I looked at the watch on the table.
"It's almost 8 o'clock."
At that time, people didn't have much entertainment activities and usually went to bed after 9 o'clock.
The third aunt also got up at this time.
She didn't expect that she slept for almost half the day.
"Mom and Dad, hurry up and get us something to eat. Yu Li and I are planning to go out to buy some New Year's goods later. It would be great if we could get some white flour steamed buns for both of us."
"It's the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month. What white-flour steamed buns are you eating? I'll make them for you later. Each of you has a sweet potato bun and a bowl of sweet potato soup."
At that time, there wasn’t much cabbage or sweet potatoes in the winter, it was all this stuff.
Even the residents in the capital are nothing more than this.
As the saying goes, sweet potato soup and sweet potato steamed buns cannot live without sweet potatoes. 9 out of 10 people will get stomach problems.
But there is no other way, it is better than chewing the bark.