Dongyang Ambushed

Using the black cat's body, Xia Yu distinguished the scents in the air. Inside the house and in the corridors, Xia Donghai's smell was still well preserved, but outside, it became somewhat diluted.

The wind today was quite strong, making the search even more difficult. It would be great if he could get into a dog's body, as their sense of smell is better than a cat's. However, although the smell was faint, it was still discernible.

Employing his usual technique, the black cat Yu sniffed the scent at each corner and immediately rushed to the next one, saving time. Ten minutes later, black cat Yu arrived in front of the only hotel in the town.

Xia Dongyang's smell was a little stronger here, but he had already left. However, the presence of his scent at the hotel indicated that he had stayed here for a night. Xia Yu thought for a moment and understood the situation.

What happened in the afternoon was not an impulsive act of Xia Dongyang, but a premeditated plan. He must have been in the tomb in the morning, waiting for Xia Nianhong and the others to arrive before going back to carry out his plan.

Black cat Yu sniffed around the hotel for half a circle, followed the smell for a few more meters, and then could no longer distinguish the scent. The surroundings were empty, and several large trash cans emitted unpleasant odors.

However, Xia Yu was not anxious but rather a little happy. Since this road did not lead to the main road, it meant that Xia Dongyang might not have left yet. If Xia Dongyang was not staying at a hotel and had not left, where could he be?

There was only one answer. Jogging past this road, black cat Yu relied on his memory and arrived at the edge of the small town.

Around the small roads on the edge of the town, there were six rural villas. Reaching one of the villas, black cat Yu smelled Xia Dongyang's scent again. Jumping onto the windowsill, he saw Xia Dongyang drinking with a buddy.

The window was not locked, so black cat Yu jumped into the house and lay in the kitchen, listening to their conversation. "It's tough, bro. Bricklaying is not meant for humans!" Xia Dongyang complained.

"I know, especially the bricks at noon, they're scorching," said the friend, patting Xia Dongyang's shoulder. "Come on, drink up." After emptying their glasses, Xia Dongyang spoke again, "My wife keeps urging me to buy a house. How can I afford one? A cottage in the countryside costs at least a hundred thousand or more!"

"Well, you do need a house. It's your fault for losing your house in a bet. If you had sold that one, you could've bought six or seven rural houses with the money, all with renovations!" The friend smirked with some schadenfreude.

"I regret it so much now. What's worse is that my situation is partly her fault," Xia Dongyang said. "How so?" The friend asked curiously, wondering if there was another reason for Xia Dongyang's escape.

"When she was in Ziling, she kept urging me to provide her with a house. I had one, but I couldn't just give it to her. My parents would get mad, and where would I get the money to buy another one for myself?" Xia Dongyang explained his considerations to his friend. "I got desperate back then and took a path with no return."

"It's her fault! She knew you couldn't do it and still pushed you!" The friend pretended to empathize.

Xia Dongyang drank another cup and said, "Now I'm in Apang, I can't drink or have skewers anymore. What's the point of living like this?"

"By the way, you didn't tell anyone I'm here, did you?" Xia Dongyang suddenly became alert.

"You suddenly showed up and shocked me. How could I find time to tell others?" The dog friend poured Xia Dongyang another cup.

Hearing this, Hei Mao Yu shook his cat head and jumped out the same way it came in.

There was nothing interesting to listen to after that, and they wouldn't talk about where Xia Dongyang had hidden the money.

It turned out Xia Dongyang had been forced by his wild wife and lost his Zilang house, and now he was forced by his wild wife again, returning to his hometown to steal money.

Xia Yu became curious about Xia Dongyang's wild wife, who must be a ruthless person to force Xia Dongyang into this situation.

Back then, when Kong Hanyue tried to deal with Xia Dongyang, she couldn't do anything.

Once out of the villa, he continued sniffing along the road, tracing back along the scent, and under a crooked tree in the nearby field, he found something.

The soil here had been turned over. Although it had been smoothed out again, it was still noticeable upon close inspection.

Knowing where the money was hidden, Black Cat Yu relaxed and casually strolled around the town. He beat up two stray dogs that tried to attack him. After eight hours, he returned to his own body.

Picking up the black cat lying on him, Xia Yu got up and out of bed.

It was four in the morning, and the sky was just beginning to lighten. He opened the door and went out, borrowed a large shovel from the sleepless old man next door, and went to the crooked tree.

After digging a bit, Xia Yu discovered a briefcase.

Inside the case, there was 80,000 yuan.

With the briefcase in hand, Xia Yu couldn't help but have some fun. He covered the soil back up and dug several more holes nearby, filling them up again.

Xia Yu then waited in a nearby forest.

Last night, Xia Dongyang had been drinking white wine, and his head must have been hurting badly. He shouldn't be able to get up before five o'clock.

But he couldn't possibly sleep past six o'clock, as he still had the professionalism of a thief.

He would not take a bus to leave. His dog friend had a car, and he would surely ask his dog friend to drive him to the city, and then find another way to leave.

Before getting into his friend's car, he needed to dig up the briefcase first.

Xia Yu was looking forward to Xia Dongyang's expression.

Seeing it was still early, Xia Yu called Yuxue to tell her he was safe and briefly mentioned the situation.

At five o'clock, Yuxue came to Xia Yu's side with two police officers.

"Brother, what are you still waiting for here?" Yuxue wondered.

"You'll see. Hide yourselves," Xia Yu pointed to the villa, and Xia Dongyang had already come out.

Arriving at the crooked tree, Xia Dongyang took out a small shovel used for weeding and prepared to start digging.

Before digging, he needed to confirm the location. Xia Dongyang was looking for a small slope, a marker he left behind.

Then he found three small slopes.

Xia Dongyang frowned. Why were there three markers?

Nevermind, maybe there were already two small slopes there originally, and three wasn't too many, so he decided to dig them all.

He thought about it, feeling that the middle slope was the right spot, but when he dug it open, there was nothing inside.

He started digging on the left side, but found nothing.

On the right side, still nothing.

Where did it go?

Did I remember it wrong? Isn't the slope the mark?

But the crooked neck tree can't be wrong!

He began digging other flat areas.

"Here, try a bigger shovel," a long shovel was handed to Xia Dongyang.

Xia Dongyang hesitated for a moment, but still took the shovel. He was now eager to find the briefcase, and the big shovel was indeed faster than the small one.

"Thank you," he didn't even look up and continued digging.

"No need to thank, serving the people is our duty."

Hearing these words, Xia Dongyang's hand paused for a moment, and he looked up at the two people behind him, his eyes lingering on the police badges on their hats.

"Comrade, I'm just loosening the soil for this tree," Xia Dongyang swallowed.

"Who's your comrade? Come with us!" The two men grabbed Xia Dongyang by one hand each, and pressed him to the ground.