1940s: I supported my wife and sister-in-law by hunting.

The soil backfilled by the system was hard and solid, and there was no flaw to be found.

After finishing all of this.

Chen Gaoshan returned to his small side room, took a shower to wash off the mud, and changed into clean clothes.

The bed and floor inside the room were all put back in their places, and there were no visible traces of digging.

After tidying up, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

It was bright.

Chen Gaoshan went to the cafeteria and got a quick breakfast. After filling his stomach, he was about to go back to his room for a nap.

Just after eight o'clock, chaos suddenly broke out in the courtyard.

"Knock knock knock".

Wang Laosi rushed over in a panic.

"Brother Shan, Brother Shan, come out quickly! Something terrible has happened! The master has ordered the entire family to assemble in the compound immediately!"

He wasn't worried; he would investigate, investigate as he pleased.

They could search forever and still not find him!

Those three small warehouses, which were specifically used to store gold, contained at least twenty tons of gold.

The sheer disappearance of such a massive amount of gold is enough to drive those officials crazy just by how it was stolen, transferred, and transported out of the city.

That's enough to throw them into complete chaos, causing them to conduct pointless investigations for half a month.

No one would suspect an inconspicuous gatekeeper in a mansion.

He got dressed and went out. Wang Laosi pulled him towards the compound while whispering big news to him.

"Brother Shan, you have no idea, last night the city's bank vault was raided."

"The master was still sleeping in his fourth concubine's room early this morning, and the phone lines in the city have been ringing off the hook. The entire city of Jichun is now under lockdown, martial law is in effect everywhere, and soldiers are arresting and searching people all over the streets. The whole city is in chaos."

Chen Gaoshan pretended to be confused, looking puzzled.

"The bank robbery is a matter for the city's military and police; what does it have to do with our mansion? We can't help with that anyway."

Wang Laosi clicked his tongue in frustration.

"Why are you still confused? The master has given the order that there aren't enough troops in the city, so all the able-bodied men from our manor are being transferred to help guard the military warehouse."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Gaoshan's eyes lit up.

I almost burst out laughing inside.

A pillow delivered to someone who's sleepy; a pure stroke of good fortune.

He had just emptied the bank vault last night and was worried about not being able to find the exact location of the military warehouse or the extent of its defenses, so he couldn't make a move.

That's great, the master directly gave him an opportunity, openly and legitimately sending him to stand guard at the military warehouse.

It's like God has fed us.

Chen Gaoshan clasped his hands together and silently recited two sentences.

Holy Mary, Amen. May the Queen Mother of the West and the Supreme Lord Laozi protect the people of Jichun and bring them peace.

Even if the militia didn't rob banks or raid military granaries, they would eventually squeeze the people dry, leaving them with not a single grain of rice or a single silver dollar.

This is called robbing the rich to help the poor; taking from corrupt officials and keeping it for himself.

I don't steal from or rob ordinary people; I just take advantage of these scoundrels. I have a clear conscience.

This time, entering the military warehouse was not just about simply taking some money and food.

He will find the supplies, weapons, food, and ammunition in this military warehouse to be of great use.

An opportunity presented to you is something only a fool would miss.

Lin Dachuan walked up to Chen Gaoshan, and without saying a word, shoved a weapon into his hand and slung an ammunition pouch over his shoulder.

Chen Gaoshan caught it with one hand, and his hand sank down, feeling its substantial weight.

He looked down and saw something amazing.

It was actually an M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle.

Those in the know call it "Big Eight Grains," it's a real gem.

It's semi-automatic, meaning you don't need to pull the bolt every time you fire a shot.

It has excellent burst firepower and sustained firepower, and most importantly, you don't have to pull the bolt after every shot; it's semi-automatic.

I've never used this myself, but I know it pinches your fingers!

As expected of the Quartermaster General's territory, they really spared no expense.

While ordinary soldiers are still carrying outdated rifles and Type 38 rifles, these guys are equipped with top-of-the-line American-style firepower, creating a huge gap in firepower.

Lin Dachuan stared blankly at him, holding the gun.

"What are you standing there for? Hold on tight and follow me. Stay close to the group the whole time, and don't run around aimlessly. The city is in complete chaos today; if something happens, no one will bail you out."

Chen Gaoshan then pretended to be completely bewildered.

"Lin Ban, I don't understand. There's no need for anyone to watch over the mansion anymore. Why would you give up your perfectly good job in the courtyard and insist on guarding the military warehouse?"

Lin Dachuan adjusted his belt while explaining to him.

"You're short-sighted, kid. Our master is now in charge of the city's military supplies. The military warehouse is his lifeline. He doesn't trust outsiders at all. He'll definitely only feel at ease if his own family members guard it."

As the two were talking, a middle-aged man in his early forties stepped out from the upper steps of the villa.

He was dressed in a military officer's uniform, had a square face, and looked intimidating.

Needless to say, this is Wang Xinmin, the big boss in charge of the Wang Mansion.

He stood on the top of the steps, glanced at the large group of guards and servants below, and gave them a brief reprimand.

The servants left behind were to keep a close watch on the courtyard and protect the ladies, and were not allowed to slack off or wander off.

After saying that, he led Lin Dachuan and his guards, along with the able-bodied men he had drawn up, towards the military warehouse.

In the northwest corner of Jichun City, there is a large, contiguous area of ​​military supply warehouses with high walls and blue bricks.

This place is under martial law by now, with soldiers on guard duty everywhere, patrolling back and forth.

Four watchtowers, each with at least two sentries, keeping watch so that not even a fly could fly in.

Chen Gaoshan followed behind Lin Dachuan, guarding the back gate of the military warehouse.

All the soldiers around were whispering to each other, all thinking about the same thing.

How did those twenty-odd tons of gold in the bank's vault just disappear into thin air?

The reinforced concrete wall is over a meter thick, and there isn't even a trace of excavation on the outside. With so much solid material, it couldn't have been blown away by the wind, could it?

Chen Gaoshan stood alone in the group. While others were worried about solving the case, he only had one thing on his mind: when would be the best time to strike at this military warehouse?

Throughout the entire day, Jichun City was thoroughly investigated.

Wang Xinmin's mansion alone was searched three times.

Once, Wang Xinmin led a team to conduct a self-inspection to avoid suspicion. The other two times, the city's inspection team and military police conducted surprise searches, turning over the house inside and out, including the cellar and woodpile, but they couldn't find even a single gold bar.

Seven days have passed, and there has been no progress in the case at all; not even a single clue has been found.

In the city command post, General Zheng was so enraged by this incident that his head ached with anger.

The room was filled with military officers, and the bank manager stood ramrod straight, not daring to breathe.

With a livid face, General Manager Zheng swept all the documents and reports off the table, scattering papers all over the floor.

My temper has reached its limit.

"All they do is investigate, but they've never found anything out."

"More than 20 tons of gold, not just a few silver dollars or banknotes, would take several days to move even by manpower."

"Could it be that all this gold just flew away and disappeared into thin air?"

The entire room fell silent; no one dared to speak.

At this moment, Liang Guosheng, the bank manager in charge of the case, saw that everyone's eyes were on him, so he had no choice but to step forward and speak carefully under pressure.

He was truly at his wit's end, so he could only resort to mystical explanations.

"General Manager Zheng, the scene is really too strange. The vault walls are made of reinforced concrete more than a meter thick. They were broken open from the inside, but the outer soil and ground were completely intact. There were no signs of digging or excavation at all. It can't be explained by common sense."

"There's a folk legend from Maoshan called the Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth Technique. It's said that without lifting a finger or digging, one can move gold and silver treasures remotely using talismans and Taoist magic. My subordinates are pondering this, and this might be the work of an evil sorcery."

Upon hearing this, General Manager Zheng became even angrier, grabbed a piece of paper from the ground, and threw it at him hard.

"Bullshit."

"The so-called 'Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth' is pure nonsense and a way to fool people."

"Have you searched every Taoist temple and Buddhist monastery outside the city? Have you found any gold bricks? If you can't solve the case, are you just trying to fool me with ghosts and gods?"

Liang Guosheng was so badly hit that he didn't dare to look up, and he muttered something under his breath with a bitter expression.

"Boss, this is something no human could do, it's too bizarre."

General Zheng was panting heavily, his chest heaving, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

He had been an official for half his life and had seen robbers, warehouse raiders, and banknote thieves, but he had never seen such a bizarre theft case.

The entire city was placed under martial law, with layers of defenses and heavy guards. The bank vaults were completely emptied, leaving not a single gold bar behind.

He was so anxious lately that his mouth was covered in blisters, and he couldn't sleep at night. No matter how angry he got, it was no use. He could only grit his teeth and give the order to continue the investigation.

But everyone knows the truth.

There's a high probability that this case will remain unsolved no matter how hard you investigate it.

Chen Gaoshan, who was guarding the military warehouse post, held his gun and appeared to be standing guard obediently, but in his heart he was overjoyed.

The treasury case has become a completely unsolved mystery, and everyone's attention has been drawn away, which is the perfect opportunity for him to take over the military warehouse.

This wool must be plundered by the militia.

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