Late at night, eleven thirty.
Two furtive figures appeared at the entrance of a residential complex in Shakou District.
"This complex is a total dump. Are you sure Kong Liangping lives here? He's the captain of the public security brigade. Would he live in a place like this?" Kou Beiyue craned his neck to peer into the complex.
"You're too young," Zhang Yuanqing scoffed. "Look at this place. It seems rundown on the surface, but security is actually tight. Officials all like living in places like this. Luxury apartments and upscale communities are where rich people like to live."
Shakou District was still quite a distance from Kangyang District. After meeting up, the two had slurped down a bowl of rice noodles before taking a taxi over, taking a total of an hour and a half.
Zhang Yuanqing paid for the noodles, and he paid for the cab too.
Only after asking did he learn that Kou Beiyue had just a few hundred yuan in his pocket, all of it spent on lodging.
So, if they could neither steal nor rob, those incapable of making money would still be unable to make money even after becoming Spirit Realm Walkers.
"Let's climb over the wall," Kou Beiyue said, his gaze settling on the perimeter wall fitted with a high-voltage pulse grid.
"Climb the wall? No, that's far too inelegant." Zhang Yuanqing headed straight for the guard booth. "Follow me."
Watching his back rapidly recede, Kou Beiyue had no choice but to follow.
Zhang Yuanqing walked up to the guard booth window and knocked. The old man inside, who had been playing on his phone, raised his head. When he saw the young man at the window, his pupils lost focus the next second, and he sat there in a daze.
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