Late at night, at the gate of a factory, a very old pickup truck stopped at the door, this kind of pickup truck is rare, there is a bucket in the back of the car, it seems that it should be able to carry a lot of things. Two men got out of the car, and the two of them walked to the gate with pliers in their hands, and when one of them was about to use the pliers to open the lock, he frowned, because the lock on it had been broken, and the lock was pitch black, as if it had been burned with fire.

"Behold, is there anyone who is one step ahead of us?" said one of the fat men.

"Fatty, you haven't mentioned it to anyone, have you?" asked the other, who was skinny and presumably a junkie.

"Of course not, I didn't tell anyone. The fat man smiled,

"If anyone dares to talk more, don't blame my brother for being polite. "The addict seems to be saying it to the air, but the meaning is clear.

The fat man glanced at the addict and said, "Open the door." The fat man went off to drive, and the other pushed the door open. The two people drove the car to the yard, the fat man unloaded a small bucket truck from the top of the car, the bucket truck put a lot of tools in it, the addict took out a flashlight from the bucket truck, the fat man pushed the bucket cart, the two people walked to the front of a gate, this is the gate of a big factory, I don't know what is inside, the fat man took out a strong plier from the bucket truck, and walked towards the door.

The addict shone the flashlight on the door lock, but found that the door lock had been destroyed, the whole lock seemed to have been burned and melted, the two people looked at each other, someone must have come first, the fat man put his hand on the lock and said, "It's still warm." ”

"Why don't we do it here, buddy. "The fat man thinks something must have been stolen.

"No! no one else wants to snatch our copper. The addict shook his head and said, pushing the fat man away from himself and opening the door.

The two of them walked into the factory, and the two of them carried a flashlight and groped in it, because they didn't know where the copper was placed, and they just knew that there was a lot of copper in it, and copper was a valuable thing that could be sold for a lot of money, otherwise how could they come to this ghost place in the middle of the night.

As they walked, they suddenly heard that an iron rod had fallen to the ground in a very large place, making a loud noise, and the addict immediately shone the flashlight inside, but the distance was too far, and there were many obstructions in the middle, so they couldn't see what was inside.

"There's someone in there. The fat man whispered.

"There's just one of our pickup trucks parked outside. The addict thinks that there should be no one, because such copper must need a car to transport, and he does not believe how much one person can take away with his bare hands.

"They've probably gotten a lot of them, and some of them are still welding. The two men walked slowly inside, the fat man said.

"That's not going to work, they'll have to meet and divide it half. "Addicts don't want to lose such a great opportunity.

As they walked slowly, a big fire suddenly broke out inside, and the fat man squatted down in fright and said, "Damn, they have welding torches in their hands." ”

The fat man immediately picked up an iron rod from the side, and the two of them continued to walk forward, and the two of them walked to the room where the copper was placed, and they looked around with a flashlight, and the room was full of copper, and it had not been taken away, and there was so much movement in it just now, but now they found that there was not even a single figure.

"Don't hide, get me out. We're security guards, so if we catch you, we'll go to jail. Seeing that the other party did not dare to show up, the addict began to pretend to be a security guard to see if he could scare the other party away.

The fat man's flashlight shone in a corner of the room, and in the corner were several supermarket trolleys, but they were filled with all kinds of copper, and there were copper wires and copper rods in the corner. It seems that the other party is already loading things, frightened by their arrival, and hiding.

"If you disappear now, we won't pursue it. The fat man was reminded of the addict's idea, and began to pretend, but they didn't get a response at all after they spoke, and the back of the shopping cart was full of large equipment, if it was a person hiding behind, it could hide from a lot of people, and the fat man looked at the addict a little uneasily.

"I'll just say this once!" The addict was not a little afraid, the copper in front of him was all money, the current price of copper was very high, and this copper was enough for the two of them to use for a while.

He picked up a wrench from the ground and said loudly, "Get out of here!"

There was still no response in the dark, and suddenly there was a voice inside, it seemed to be an old man's coughing sound, as if he had a very serious asthma or something, the two looked at each other, it seemed that the other party was still an old thief, and it would definitely not be able to fight the two of them young guys. At this time, after coughing, a lot of gas came out of it, a little like fog, and a little like spilled water, very fine particles of water.

"What's going on?" the two men kept slapping this thing on their bodies, and suddenly a gust of wind blew from inside, and these things all rushed towards the faces of the two people, and the two people couldn't open their eyes.

"I couldn't breathe. The addict said, rubbing his eyes constantly, as if this kind of thing didn't hurt his eyes.

But at this time, a big fire suddenly rushed out of it, or it was like a spewed fire, and rushed directly towards the two people, because the room was very small, and the two people had no place to hide, so they directly wrapped the two people in the fire, and there were only the voices of the two of them in pain in the room.

In the middle of the night, there happened to be a person driving by this factory, there was very exciting music playing in his car, this man looked a lot older, but he still likes to listen to such strong music, it seems that the mentality is very young.

At this time, there is no one on the top, originally this is an industrial area, there is no residential or commercial area, so it is normal to pick up no one above, suddenly a person dressed like a beggar rushed from the front of his car, the man braked suddenly, but fortunately the car stopped, the person also stood in front of the car and looked at the person sitting in the car, this person was dressed very sloppily, a piece of clothing on his body seemed to have not been changed for many years, and his beard and head were already very long, and he was not young, I don't know if he was homeless or what。

The most special thing was the burn on his face, half of the beggar's face had been deformed, it must have been caused by some kind of fire, the beggar looked at the driver, as if he was in a hurry, and then ran to the other side of the street.

"Psychopathy! The man yelled at the beggar, and he was really scared to death just now.

The beggar rocks the cart with his hand on the rails, which is a very old-fashioned thing, this kind of small cart can move the cart on the track by shaking it up and down with his hand, and his cart is filled with all kinds of bronze utensils, and there is a small kerosene lamp in the front of the car, and the illuminated area is still very limited. He swayed up and down as hard as he could, making the little minecart go fast, but he didn't know where he was going.