87, enter the dungeon

When he got downstairs, Xiao Mo parked the car, carried the toolbox, and walked upstairs. As a "Power DPS", he manages his body to the point of being rigorous, always maintaining his physical strength and flexibility.

This time it was much easier to enter the door, and Xuan Xiaonan had already left the key.

Xiao Mo opened the door and entered, put on shoe covers, and went to the balcony with ease, taking out the tools from the toolbox.

Of these tools, only one of the hammers appears to be used by decorators, and the others are somewhat rare.

A pitch-black shrinking metal rod and a three-meter-long rope.

After Xiao Mo checked the tools, he went downstairs again and took down the cardboard box on the back of the electric car. These cardboard boxes have been dismantled and look like they are placed on the ground to prevent damage to the floor tiles, and no one can doubt the usefulness of these cardboard boxes.

After Xiao Mo went upstairs this time, he washed his face, changed into a set of casual clothes, and changed from a migrant worker to a Sven man with gold-rimmed glasses. If it weren't for a scar on his forehead, anyone would think he was a university professor.

Xiao Mo changed his clothes and sat on the sofa for a while before he heard footsteps in the corridor.

Soon someone banged on the door and shouted, "Boss, it's here!" "This is a real Yu accent.

Xiao Mo got up and opened the door, and there were two scavengers in their forties and fifties standing outside the door. They each carried a sack and panted and waited for the boss to give money.

Xiao Mo paid three hundred yuan. The two took it and left, without the slightest drag. Xiao Mo took off his casual clothes, revealing the black bodysuit underneath. This suit is waterproof, fireproof and puncture-proof, breathable and dry, with a smooth surface, because it is a coverall, it can ensure that even the dander on Xiao Mo's body will not fall on the scene.

Xiao Mo put on his hat, and even half of his face was directly protected, like a ninja who came out of a movie. He pulled out his phone, it was a fruit phone, the difference was that it had an external case. This is a high-end configuration only found by successful people in the business world: a micro projector.

Click on the picture, and the projector reflects twelve red dots on the ground, showing a crossed X-shape, like an abstract butterfly.

This is the stress point of the floor that has been accurately measured by the formula.

Xiao Mo flipped his wrist and looked at his watch, checking three minutes and nine o'clock.

It's time to go.

Xiao Mo connected the electric hammer, replaced it with a YG8 alloy twist drill bit, effortlessly broke the tiles of the balcony, and drilled vertically in one go.

The electric hammer is a sharp weapon for dealing with concrete, and Xiao Mo is a skilled worker in this industry, so it didn't take much effort to make a hole. The sound of the drill bit idling could be heard, and the hole pierced the slab between the sixth and fifth floors.

It was exactly the effect that Xiao Mo needed.

The twelve stress points were opened one by one, Xiao Mo picked up the sledgehammer, and after a few heavy blows, cracks quickly cracked on the concrete prefabricated slab that could only smash out white spots. After another heavy blow, the prefabricated slab suddenly revealed a big hole, with a diameter of nearly one meter, which was enough for Xiao Mo to go down.

At this time, it is working time, and even if someone is resting at home, most of them think that it is the neighbor's renovation construction, which does not attract special attention.

Xiao Mo took the metal stick and twisted the thread, and the short stick, which was originally only ninety centimeters, became a long stick of one meter and a half. The mountaineering rope was wound around the center of the long stick, and the knot was tied up, so that Xiao Mo could get up and down safely. He was also worried that the other party's sense of precaution was too strong, and if he locked the door when he left, he would have to come up from this hole.

The jump height of the old-fashioned building is only two meters seven, and there is a window sill to borrow, Xiao Mo can easily go up and down without even using a rope. However, it is always safe and fast to have this rope, so the old man said to bring a rope when going out.

Xiao Mo is very superstitious about old things, such as Hooke's law he used to make holes, which is a real old antique more than 300 years ago.

Xiao Mo landed on the floor of 501, bent his knees slightly to remove the shock force, and quickly looked at a few points on the ceiling of the living room. That's the most suitable location for monitoring, but the family has a ghost in their hearts, so they obviously didn't install it. In their minds, it is impossible for thieves to get in, and installing surveillance will only leave hidden dangers for themselves.

The house was indeed decorated in order to hide people's eyes, but it was obviously not popular, and the room was filled with a musty smell of dust. All the windows are densely fenced with steel bars, like prisons, with curtains drawn on the outside, and no one knows that the inside is so solid.

They even added steel mesh to the walls to prevent the 502 from digging into the walls to steal the light.

It's a pity that they didn't expect Xiao Mo to fall from the sky.

Xiao Mo scoffed at this.

The wall between 501 and 502 is a load-bearing wall, even if 502 dares to jungle, it can't be penetrated. According to the building standards of the seventies and eighties, the floor slab is a 12 cm thick cast-in-place slab, the bathroom should be 14 cm thick, but the balcony is an 8 cm thick prefabricated slab, and because the span is small, the steel bar can also be saved. At that time, the country was still very poor, especially in an economically underdeveloped inland province like Jiangdong.

From an architectural point of view, it was inevitable to have a balcony space, and they just added a sauna board to the top of the balcony to decorate.

It's all the fault of not having culture!

Xiao Mo didn't waste time and went straight to the two bedrooms. As with the living room, there is no furniture in the home. The small bedroom was empty and had an unobstructed view. Xiao Mo entered the big bedroom, Rao is he well-informed and self-proclaimed elite in the industry, but he still couldn't help but gasp.

What is this Nima!

It's money!

The red renminbi is piled directly on the floor in the middle of the bedroom!

This is a platform stacked with RMB, up to Xiao Mo's waist, a full meter high!

Xiao Mo had never seen so much money! He even wondered how many people had seen so much money.

After a brief shock, Xiao Mo immediately went to work and began to count the amount.

These renminbi are all old tickets with unconnected numbers, and the 100,000 stacks are tied tightly with kraft paper strips, and they are as thick as three or five inches, that is, more than ten centimeters, which is similar to thin bricks.

Xiao Mo counted the stacks, and the exact numbers had already come out. If there is nothing else in between, the amount of this pile of RMB will be as high as 50 million yuan!

Xiao Mo knew from the degree of defense in this house that there were good things hidden inside, otherwise who would use tens of thousands of anti-theft doors and thousands of anti-theft locks? There is also a triple gate. Now that he saw these 50 million, Xiao Mo knew that he still underestimated the weight of the target.

If he were the director, he would probably replace the door of the master bedroom with the burglar-proof door of the bank vault, and all the non-load-bearing walls would be torn down and rebuilt with reinforced concrete. Even if someone enters this house, they can't break through the last line of defense.

It looks like the director was so careless.