An Ning didn’t know that Su Sinian was chasing after her, driving the big Land Rover in the space, using the original owner’s memories to head toward that large compound.
The road was clear all the way, and they entered the heavily guarded residential compound.
Although he didn’t know the names of those people or which building they lived in, the original owner had memorized their appearances. An Ning described their facial features to Tuanzi, who activated a search function.
A few minutes later, the images of those people appeared in An Ning’s mental sea. Tuanzi transmitted the three targets’ positions to her like short video clips.
An Ning looked around the space. It was already past 11 p.m. In the future, this would be prime nightlife hours, but in the 1970s, when there was little to no nightlife, 11 p.m. felt like midnight. The surroundings were silent—no ghost or shadow in sight.
This was the municipal residential compound. Most residents were government personnel. While not as heavily fortified as a military compound, the entrance still had soldiers on guard—not just anyone could enter.
Because of the guards and the enclosing walls, few families built additional fences in their courtyards. Most just put up low bamboo fences as decoration—pleasant to the eye but easily jumped over by adults.
Using the images in her mental sea, An Ning approached the nearest house—belonging to a head of the Foreign Trade Department.
The house looked neat from the outside. Aside from the family’s small savings, there wasn’t much of value.
However, according to Tuanzi’s footage, the house had multiple hidden compartments: one in the utility room, one in the master bedroom, and one in the kitchen.
The kitchen compartment held the most—seven or eight half-meter boxes stacked together.
But seeing this, An Ning hesitated. She worried that collecting the items might wake the neighbors—being in the municipal compound, that could be risky.
Tuanzi, sensing her thoughts, spoke: “Sister, if you place your hand on the wall, you can collect items remotely. Anything within ten meters can be retrieved.”
“Oh, Tuanzi! Why didn’t you tell me this earlier?”
“Sister, didn’t you never ask me before? When you collected items from the Jiang family, you always touched the boxes. I thought you liked handling them yourself.”
“Stinky Tuanzi, today I’ll deduct one chicken drumstick from you.”
“No, don’t! Sister, you can collect items and place them remotely too.”
“Fine, since you’re being clever today, I’ll let it slide. No drumstick deduction this time, but don’t make it a habit.”
An Ning proceeded to collect all valuable items from the Chen family’s house. Since she emptied all the compartments, she didn’t check the rest.
She placed two pre-prepared English books: one on the couple’s bedside table, another on the parents’ bed.
She did the same for the other two households—collecting all valuable items. What remained were visible items and a few old things, left as evidence for the committee’s raid the next day.
Yes, An Ning planned to create evidence even if these three scumbags’ homes weren’t originally raided. Her main goal was to ensure those three beasts would “eat peanuts”—get punished.
The original owner had died because of the humiliation inflicted by these three, jumping into the river in despair. These three must die.
Suddenly, Tuanzi spoke inside the space: “Sister, among the items you collected from the three families, each has an account book. I don’t understand them—sister, come check.”
Hearing there were account books, An Ning perked up. She entered the space; Tuanzi pointed to three boxes.
“Sister, these three boxes are from the three families’ collected items. See if they’re useful.”
An Ning opened the boxes and immediately brightened. Indeed, they were account books, with papers underneath.
Looking at the papers, some were IOUs others wrote to them, some were IOUs they had written to others.
The three were a group and often worked together. They even suspected each other, leaving evidence intentionally.
Their goal was probably mutual supervision.
If the police got these, the three would surely be punished, not just their families.
Quietly, An Ning returned the three boxes to the bedrooms of the three households, untouched.
Having done all this, she left the municipal compound unnoticed. She didn’t enter the space again—she released a women’s bicycle from the space and pedaled toward the hospital.
An Ning leaving the compound on the bicycle happened to be seen by Su Sinian.
Relieved yet murmuring to himself: “Wow, this little girl is quick. I worried she couldn’t handle it, but she managed just fine—I came to help for nothing.”
He laughed at his own uselessness. He wondered which unlucky guy in the compound had provoked this little girl.
Listening to her thoughts, it was clear these people had driven the original owner to suicide. The little girl was here to avenge them. Su Sinian was extremely curious about her methods.
He followed her in the Jeep from a distance, keeping watch until she entered the hospital. Only then did she relax and drive home.
Along the way, she had also gone to the raid committee and the police station. Tomorrow, someone would need to watch the municipal compound to see what happened. Su Sinian was very curious—judging from her actions, tomorrow would be eventful.
When An Ning returned to her hospital room, it was nearly 3 a.m. The distance from the compound was considerable—it took about an hour by bike.
She originally planned to drive via the space but needed to calm down first.
After cycling back, her mind had settled. She decided to check what she had collected from the three households.
Closing the ward door, she entered the space and saw Tuanzi had almost finished sorting.
Tuanzi leaped up excitedly: “Sister, besides a few boxes of large yellow croakers from the first family, the other two don’t have many. They don’t have as many valuables either, but the cash from the two families adds up to over 300,000. The first family also has tens of thousands in cash.”
“Sister, tonight alone, you’ve collected nearly 400,000 in cash. Including what you got from the Jiang family and Phoenix Mountain, your cash is close to a million now.”