“Too much complaint prevents the intestines from breaking, and one should always look at things from a long-term perspective! Look, in the end we still ate up a fat prize!” Fang Chao was so happy that he even recited Chairman Mao’s poems, plopping down on the edge of the hotel bed, gazing delightedly at the rolling suitcase before him.

Liu Zhi gently patted the suitcase, as if afraid he might flatten it, saying joyfully: “One million US dollars, over sixty million yuan! I’ve never seen this much money in my entire life!”

“Hmm? Your mathematical ability is quite strong—what a shame you didn’t join the Statistics Bureau.”

“Did I calculate wrong?”

“One million US dollars is just over six million yuan.”

“Only six million?”

“What do you mean ‘only six million’? How much was that God of Wealth statue you carried? Have you ever gotten your hands on six million in your life?!”

“But… but six million, the two of us splitting it is only three hundred each. Buy a house, marry a wife, and it’s gone.” Liu Zhi felt quite regretful.

Fang Chao glanced at him sideways: “Why would you want to marry a wife?”

“I… who doesn’t want to marry a wife?”

“I don’t!” Fang Chao pointed at himself, speaking earnestly: “Xiao Zhi, all your problems stem from having too little social experience and terrible math skills. Marrying a wife is so expensive—do you know how much a real foot bath costs? The cheap ones are a few hundred, the good ones around a thousand yuan. With three million, you can wash your feet several thousand times, once a week for decades without repeating, so why would you still want to marry a wife?”

“I—”

Fang Chao curled his lip: “Talking to you now about the benefits of foot baths, you wouldn’t understand anyway. Tomorrow morning we leave San Jiang Kou, I’ll take you to wash your feet a few times at real foot bath places! Wash until you don’t want to marry a wife anymore!”

“We’re leaving tomorrow morning?”

“What else?”

Liu Zhi pointed at Fang Chao’s pocket: “We still have Zhou Rong’s USB drive with his account books. He said he’s willing to pay to redeem it. We haven’t done this deal yet, how can we leave?”

Fang Chao shook his head: “Insatiable greed leads to destruction—do you know where that phrase comes from? It’s talking about you. San Jiang Kou is Zhou Rong’s territory. Here he has money and power. He says he’s willing to pay to redeem it, but do you really dare to take it? We’ll leave San Jiang Kou first, and deal with the USB drive matter later. As long as this thing is in our hands, we don’t need to fear him reporting us to the police. Money can never be completely earned—life is much more important than money. Ai, the difference in vision between people is truly a hundred and eight thousand miles apart. Regarding this harvest, you only see six million, but I see an entire business model.”

“Business model?”

“That’s right. I’ve decided—from now on we’ll specifically target corrupt officials and wealthy people in small places. These people have money, and their money comes from improper sources. From a cost-benefit perspective, robbing them is much more worthwhile than robbing gold shops. Now we already have six million as startup capital—are we still worried this business can’t take off? This business has a large market with little competition. Whoever strikes first can get rich—understand?”

Liu Zhi nodded happily. The two were so excited they couldn’t sleep, lying in bed quietly fantasizing about their magnificent future.

Let tomorrow come quickly—as long as they could safely leave San Jiang Kou, this deal would be completely sealed.

At this moment, Fang Chao and Liu Zhi were very happy, but Brother Gang and Xiao Mao were very troubled.

The night was already deep. Brother Gang and Xiao Mao stood on either side of a table, staring blankly at the huge black travel case before them.

Brother Gang tremblingly reached out his hand, pinched the zipper pull, and amid his heavy breathing, slowly unzipped the travel case.

Although the two had already mentally prepared themselves, when they saw the corpse inside with its wide-open eyes and blood everywhere, they still couldn’t help but step back two paces.

After a moment, the two took a deep breath, sinking the qi to their dantian, and shuffled back to the case to carefully examine the situation inside.

Brother Gang cautiously reached out his hand and gently turned the corpse’s arm. Underneath the arm, a cloth bundle was revealed. Brother Gang grabbed the bundle—it had some heft to it. He gritted his teeth and yanked the bundle out. Unwrapping it, it was indeed that small-sized bronze bell.

“What kind of broken thing is this?” He casually tossed the item aside.

Xiao Mao picked up the bronze bell and examined it for a few moments before making his judgment: “This should be the murder weapon!”

“With so much blood, the murder weapon must be a knife, right?”

“Probably used this thing to beat them to death first, then stabbed with a knife. Otherwise why would this thing be next to the corpse? It must be for disposing of the body and then discarding the murder weapon.” Xiao Mao’s analysis was quite logical.

Brother Gang thought about it and nodded, then suddenly flew into a rage and slapped Xiao Mao on the head: “Fucking disposing of the body, disposing of the body—I told you to grab some luggage, why the hell did you grab a corpse?!”

Xiao Mao dodged far away from him, protecting his head and defending himself aggrievedly: “I… I didn’t expect to run into something like this. That person… that person didn’t look like a murderer. How could I have expected there’d be a corpse in his suitcase?”

“Didn’t expect, didn’t expect!” Brother Gang was about to beat him again when his gaze fell on the corpse once more. He couldn’t help but pull back his hand and purse his lips in thought for a moment. “Now we didn’t get any money and instead got mixed up in big trouble.”

“Brother Gang, should we… still report this to the police?”

“Report to the police?” Brother Gang thought for a few seconds. “If we report to the police, the corpse matter has nothing to do with us, but we’re running a fake taxi and stealing things—we’ll still have to go in, won’t we?”

“But running a fake taxi and stealing things is a minor matter compared to murder, which is a major one. If we’re talking about prison time, stealing things means fewer years.”

Brother Gang took a deep breath and flew into a rage again: “I’m not the one who killed anyone, and I’m not the one who owes the loan sharks—why the hell should I go to prison with you?”

“This… you also agreed to running the fake taxi.”

“Fuck your mother!” Brother Gang made a move as if to charge over and beat him.

“Brother, brother,” Xiao Mao kept begging for mercy. “Don’t hit me yet, I have an idea.”

“Speak!”

“Let’s throw away this suitcase and be done with it?”

“Throw it where?”

“Return it to where it came from. We’ll drive back to the original place and throw it there.”

Brother Gang thought about it and shook his head: “No good. If someone picks up the suitcase and the police check the surveillance footage and discover it was our car that dumped the body, then even eight mouths couldn’t explain it clearly. The police would definitely pin this death on us.”

“Then let’s find a place to bury it, bury it deep, without anyone knowing.”

“This whole area is residential—where would we dig a deep pit?”

Xiao Mao thought for a moment and said: “Let’s take a bus to the suburbs.”

Brother Gang thought about it for a while. It seemed this was the only option left. So he decided that tomorrow morning they would take a bus, transport the corpse to the suburbs, and bury it together with the suitcase.