When Wang Chen was taken away, Wu Xianglian and the others also left the orchard.
But after they watched the police car leave the village, they circled back.
Slap!
As the pale yellow light came on, the greed on their faces was unmistakable.
Wu Xianglian rubbed her hands together, "Let's search. This kid's money must be hidden in some corner of the house."
As her voice faded, the bald man and Chen Bale immediately started rummaging through the place.
The house wasn't big, and there were only a few places where things could be hidden.
After five minutes, the two of them stopped what they were doing.
The greedy smiles on their faces had vanished, replaced by a deep frustration.
"I've found nothing."
Chen Bale also said, "I've turned it over and over, and the most valuable things in this house are probably these packets of herbal Medicine and a few silver needles."
