Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space

Chapter 1074 - 947: One Tall, One Short

Night fell, and the cowardly Zhou Jiao carefully held Zhang Guoqing’s hand as they walked along the path. Um, if it weren’t for this bizarre disguise...Hmm, Zhang Guoqing estimated he would be happier, just look at how nice the night is, and how obedient the little wife beside him is.

After walking a while, seeing that the figures ahead disappeared, Zhou Jiao nudged Zhang Guoqing’s waist with her other hand. After following for so long, have we finally arrived?

"Slow down your steps, we should be close."

Not far from a country road, stood one of the few blue brick houses, five large rooms, including a kitchen, a storage room, and even an outhouse in the yard.

At that moment, two men stood inside one of the rooms, one tall and one short. The tall one was the same Xiao Liu who had been following along the way.

In the corner of the wall, the tall man bent slightly under the light, saying to the shorter man, "These crates contain the precious antique paintings and calligraphy I secretly chose from the last shipment.

I have had someone look at them, and they all are genuine. And there’s a set of huanghuali furniture at the back; find an opportunity to send these things to the old place, someone from above will come down to retrieve them."

"Got it, Brother Liu," the short man said.

"Be careful, most of the things inside this time are priceless. Those above value them highly; if you make a mistake, I won’t be able to save you."

Seeing the short man’s unconcerned look, the tall one urgently warned him. This shipment is worth a lot, and they would surely get a good share of money. After this deal, they could take a break for a while, as he had been on edge recently, afraid of making any mistakes.

"I understand, don’t you trust my work, Brother Liu? How much money can we split this time once the goods are out? Last time, after so much effort, all we got was a pitiful amount, what use is that?"

"Be content, the last shipment wasn’t of good quality, getting that much money was already something," the tall man smacked the short man’s head.

This idiot doesn’t even consider what times we are in and still dares to complain about getting less? Does he think he’s got a long life ahead? How much does he earn slaving away every month?

"Brother Liu, who do you think those above sell these things to? Who dares to secretly stash these things now? If caught, it would mean death."

They were always responsible for taking the items to the specified place, and the next time they went, the place had changed, and the goods from last time were gone. To move things so covertly surely wasn’t done by simple people, he reckoned the person above must hold a high position.

"Some say they’re sold to foreigners, but I’m not sure. Doesn’t matter, as long as there’s money to be made, who cares who they sell to? Besides, we’re not the only ones doing this."

"Brother Liu, wouldn’t it be great if we could just take all the stuff from this warehouse and sell it all? Old Chen really doesn’t know what’s good for him, refuses to work with us no matter what. Can’t we just find a chance to silence him? It’s getting harder to transport things like this and sell them."

The short man was fuming when mentioning Old Chen, calling him a stubborn old fool who pushed away the money sent to him, saying his brain must be filled with water.

"No rush, the old guy has let his guard down lately, I’ll deal with him sooner or later. In a few days, he’s going to visit his eldest daughter’s house, that would be the perfect chance." The tall man mysteriously said to the short man.

"Good, let that old ghost keep company with the dead ghost Mazi. Without these people getting in the way, no one can stop us from making a fortune."

The tall man, ambitious, waved his hand, "Well said. That son of a bitch actually leaked this secret to someone; letting him just die like that would be too easy."

From a distance, Zhang Guoqing listened and quietly relayed it to Zhou Jiao. Originally Zhou Jiao suggested making these two disappear, which made him a bit hesitant, but now it was clear, if people like this didn’t die, more innocent lives could be lost.

The closer it got to the critical moment, the calmer Zhou Jiao became. She reached out and handed Zhang Guoqing a packet of sedative powder, gesturing to the place, knowing it was more suitable for her to handle the poison.

With steady eyes, she watched Zhang Guoqing silently approach along the eaves, and after a moment, the tall and short voices suddenly fell silent with a "thud", Zhou Jiao loosened her clenched hands and exhaled.

She quickly approached the brightly lit room, pointing outside to Zhang Guoqing, "Brother, not sure if anyone is resting in the other rooms."

Hearing this, Zhang Guoqing stood there listening carefully, shook his head, "Probably not, let’s check it out again, you wait by the door for me to come back."

"Okay, be careful."

Watching him turn away, Zhou Jiao immediately stepped forward, holding a silver needle to pierce the face of the tall man, but then shook her head, no, it would leave traces.

Zhou Jiao immediately put away the silver needle, put on gloves, pried open the man’s jaw, and let a pill slip into the opened mouth, using the wine he intended to celebrate to wash it down.

Then she did the same to the short man, pouring two bottles of wine totaling two catties into them. In the end, not reassured, she opened the few remaining bottles and splashed them on the kang, floor, and all over the two men.

After circling around and finding no issues, Zhang Guoqing hurried back to see his young wife calmly committing mischief, smiling as he reached out his hand.

"Huh?"

"The medicine."

Zhou Jiao’s guilty eyes darted elsewhere, "All fed."

"You..." Zhang Guoqing looked at her speechlessly, "In the future, let me handle the dirty work."

Zhou Jiao chuckled foolishly upon hearing this, nodding repeatedly.

Facing such a wife, Zhang Guoqing couldn’t bear to complain, shaking his head, "I was planning to interrogate them for some information. Forget it, leave it to me here, you go check those crates."

Zhou Jiao made a face at him. She just didn’t want him too involved. These two weren’t good people at all, selling stolen items to foreigners secretly.

And the mysterious person above they mentioned. She just waited for those people to recruit at the scrap station again, then return in a few years.

With a wave of her hand, Zhou Jiao stored all five big boxes on the ground into the space, and also collected the set of huanghuali furniture mentioned by these "dead people".

Rather than let others have it, better keep it for herself, they hid it privately anyway, let them report to Hell if needed. Even if the person above knew the items were lost, would they dare raise a fuss?

All dead, they’d be swallowing the insult and humiliation, being robbed amongst thieves is the most delightful and profitable business.

"Brother, done? We should go now." Zhou Jiao put everything away, seeing Zhang Guoqing had set up the drunken scene, urged him to leave quickly.

"Wait, Dato isn’t found yet."

Zhou Jiao glared, what Dato, can’t you speak properly? Almost made her misunderstand something strange, and this dead-headed just vanished suddenly.