Time passed, and Flying Fox gradually could not be satisfied with the frequent theft but the small amount of money each time.

After observing for a long, long time, the flying fox chose a target, the target was a cold and glamorous woman, living alone, and the whole person showed a luxurious temperament.

Flying Fox was pleasantly surprised that such a single woman actually lived in the famous rich area of Turin, which was a big pie for herself.

From the city center, trot along the boulevard, and the villa area covered by large woods appears in front of the flying fox. It was such a nice place, with her back to the Tsing Yi and facing the Po River, where the single woman lived on the mountainside.

There are two private roads leading to the villa, which are guarded 24 hours a day, and the only way to enter the woman's townhouse from elsewhere is to jump down the hill.

But this is not difficult for the flying fox. The flying fox is called the flying fox because he is as cunning as a fox and can fly like a bird.

Flying, of course, is not a special ability, but a kind of glider that has been passed down from their family.

It is small and requires a high level of maneuverability to achieve the ability to glide and even fly. The name of the flying fox is not used much, but it is only used when some valid contracts need to be signed, and the flying fox does not feel that it belongs to his own name.

Flying Fox likes the name Flying Fox.

In the middle of the night, the lights of the townhouse were not extinguished, and when you looked down from the top of the mountain, you could see through the woods that the lights were not dazzling everywhere, and the security guards guarded the way in and out.

Of course, these details have been properly considered by Feihu, and he just needs to follow the steps step by step.

Holding up the paraglider, the wingspan is not large, and it can even be said that it is small, even if this kind of glider is handed over to a professional person to operate, it is very likely to end up with a broken consequence.

But the flying fox is not afraid, and even handy.

Slowly descending to the predetermined position, not illuminated by the light. Flying foxes were cautious along the way, there was no movement in the villa, and they couldn't be careless. While avoiding the camera, being careful for any abnormal movements is when his keen five senses are fully operational.

The only problem is that it shouldn't be too difficult to lock the door.

The door lock is a combination lock, which is a cipher fingerprint lock. This kind of lock will be opened only if the correct password is entered under the premise of having a fingerprint, and the so-called password means that if your password is 1234, then as long as you press a string of numbers randomly, as long as the string of numbers contains 1234, it can be successfully unlocked.

Sounds premium, and even protects against prying eyes, right?

In fact, this type of lock has a big drawback, it has a spare mechanical lock hole. In order to prevent malfunctions or power outages, leaving a mechanical keyhole can cope with this situation.

But this leaves an opportunity for thieves like Flying Fox, there is no spare mechanical keyhole, and you can only violently disassemble the password lock shell and then crack the lock cylinder, and with this "back door", for people with high technology, it is only a matter of time.

Flying Fox was of course professional, and even used only a piece of tin foil and a piece of wire to open the door in half a minute.

It took half a minute, and because this lock cylinder was of a very high level, like an ordinary low-level lock cylinder, it only took a second for the flying fox to open.

The next step is to get used to the rhythm of finding something valuable and easy to carry while leaving no trace.

With the light outside the house, Flying Fox could clearly see the furnishings in the house, most of which were things he had not touched, and the Flying Fox's eyes were dazzled, as if he was visiting a top home furnishing store.

The unnamed furnishings made the flying fox want to keep it for himself, but the thing was too big to take away.

Carefully looking around, every chest of drawers could be opened, but there seemed to be no gold or silver jewelry or cash.

Is it in the bedroom?

Yes, Feihu nodded affirmatively, if it were himself, he would definitely put the previous cash or gold, silver, jewelry, necklaces or something in the bedroom, and he would be very satisfied if he took it out and looked at it.

The flying fox, who is used to living a poor life, can't understand the life of the rich, but just takes it for granted that the thinking of the rich is the same as himself.

He muttered, what to do, do you want to enter the bedroom.

In the bedroom is a young and beautiful cold woman, and even contains countless gold, silver and jewelry, and he can rest for a long time after this ticket is finished.

After weighing it for a long time, Flying Fox decided to go in.

The bedroom door was closed but not locked. At the top of the hill, I could clearly see through the small telescope that the woman had finally entered this room, which was a very large place, and she had chosen one as her bedroom, which must have been treasured.

Gently push the door open, without making any sound, this kind of door design is like this, the emphasis is on the lack of noise.

There is a dim desk lamp on the bedside table, if the flying fox reads enough magazines, you can find that this lamp is specially designed for sleep, so that people are not afraid of the night at the same time, it will not affect sleep, and even help sleep.

There was a woman lying on the bed, and the flying fox could easily find that this woman was the one he had seen, and even her expression was so cold when she was asleep.

The flying fox shuddered for a while, this kind of woman can only watch, if she marries home and becomes a wife, she will go crazy with a cold face every day.

Ignoring the sleeping man, the flying fox began to take risks to find something next to the person.

The drawer was opened, and the flying fox with the light on his back couldn't see what was written inside, but it felt very dark. Reach out and touch it, the cold metallic feeling, the very thick outline, it's a gun!

Is it the mafia? Otherwise, how could such a young woman afford to live in such an upscale townhouse?

"If you put the gun down, I'll let you go. ”

In the silence of the night, the cold sound was like a basin of ice water poured on the head of the flying fox.

Holding the gun in his hand quickly, he turned around quickly, pointing in the direction of the bed vigilantly.

What about people?

There was no one on the bed, but the voice was still coming from that direction, in standard Italian, "Looks like you don't want to put down your gun." ”

The flying fox was a little frightened, why couldn't he see people?

To be on the safe side, Flying Fox spoke in English, "Who are you, where are you, why can't I see you?" ”

He looked around vigilantly, but didn't see a single figure. The light suddenly turned on, and the woman was clearly sitting on the bed, looking at the flying fox calmly, and the flying fox even had the illusion that the woman did not have the slightest change in expression.

There was no one just now, why is there another now?

"You don't have to pretend to be a foreigner. Oh, your name is Flying Fox, you're from the south, and you're good at stealing. ”

His information was completely exposed at once, and the flying fox was very frightened, and the pistol in his hand trembled, but the muzzle of the gun never changed direction.

"How do you know...... Let me go, I won't hurt you, and if you don't do anything wrong, it's not guaranteed......"

"You can try to shoot, whether I will be killed by you or not, you must be caught by the security guards who heard the training, I know you are good, but the security guards are not ordinary security guards, you will definitely not be able to withstand them in full armor. ”

The woman got up from the bed, walked to the window in a nightdress, and straightened her hair, which was not messy, and there was no expression on her beautiful face.

"I'll put down the gun, you let me go!"

The flying fox didn't dare to look at the woman's face, turned the gun to make his own suggestion.

"If you put down your gun just now, I could let you go, but not now, you lost your chance. ”

"And what do you want?" Flying Fox thought about the escape route, the road was not to be walked, but he didn't know if he would be able to climb the mountain like he had done a few years ago.

"My name is Sonya. The woman spoke, if Liu Yilin was here, of course she knew who this woman was. Yes, it's Sonya, one of the biggest guys.

"If you try to escape, you'll regret it. Sonya's eyes seemed to pierce the flying fox's heart.