Lin Qi heard his companion's question. His voice was full of anger, with a trace of exhaustion.
"I didn't find it. I haven't even seen a trace of that bracelet... I've searched through this patch of grass three times, and there's not a damn thing here.
Ask that kid again. Did he remember the wrong place? Or is he deliberately messing with us?"
"Fine, I'll ask him." Zhang Lie hung up. His expression was so dark it looked as if water might drip from it.
He turned to the thief, who was bound hand and foot to an iron chair. His gaze was cold as ice as he walked toward him step by step. His heavy footsteps echoed through the empty warehouse, carrying an oppressive weight.
The thief looked to be in his twenties. He wore a cheap tracksuit, and his face was bruised black and blue. He had clearly already been beaten.
When he saw Zhang Lie approaching, his body shrank back instinctively. His eyes were full of fear, and his teeth chattered nonstop.
Zhang Lie looked down at him, hands clasped behind his back, his voice cold enough to pierce the bone.
"You bastard, did you get the place where you hid it wrong? Or do you think I'm easy to fool, and you're deliberately screwing with me?
"I'll give you one last chance. Tell me the truth: where exactly did you hide that white Jade Bracelet?"
The thief hurriedly shook his head, his face full of desperation, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
"Big brother, I really didn't lie to you.
"After I stole it, I was afraid I'd get caught carrying it around, so I went all the way out to the suburbs and hid the bracelet in the grass by the roadside... right under an Old Scholar