Siheyuan: starting from security

"Ma'am, what do you want to do? Lower the gun."

After seeing the rifle in Yang Chen's hand, Lei Luo was shocked at first, but soon returned to normal and said calmly.

I have to say that Lei Luo is indeed the most majestic figure in Hong Kong City in this era. At this moment, he is really acting like an old man.

But Yang Chen didn't bother to care whether he was old or not, and he hadn't mastered the Cantonese dialect yet, so he just used falsetto and said dullly:

"Squat down for me and put your head in your hands."

"Madam, what do you want to tell me? If I can satisfy you, I will definitely satisfy you."

Lei Luo also understood Yang Chen's words, squatted down on the ground obediently, held his head in his hands, and then said.

Before, he actually wanted to resist, but after hearing Yang Chen's words, he didn't dare anymore.

It's not anything else, but Yang Chen's words are too inland, and at this time, many people coming from the inland are all desperadoes.

Although Yang Chen was a woman in his eyes, she looked like a murderer without blinking an eye.

When Lei Luo had just climbed up from the bottom, he was naturally not afraid. The worst he could do was to die.

But now that he has a net worth of hundreds of millions and is already a porcelain man, there is no need to fight these barefoot life and death struggles.

Yang Chen ignored him, took out the rope he bought specially from his pocket, and first tied up Lei Luo's wife.

In the meantime, when tying him up, because Yang Chen was pointing a gun at Lei Luo with one hand, he accidentally touched a lot of sensitive areas while tying him up, which made Lei Luo's eyes bristle.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Chen walked up to Lei Luo, kicked Lei Luo first, found the gun on his body, and then tied it to him.

Then, he took out two more rags and stuffed them into their mouths.

Then, the house was searched.

First, he came to the study room. Because Yang Chen had no intention of killing Lei Luo, he just moved the valuables in the room to the living room and did not put them into the secret realm for the time being.

Immediately afterwards, the various antiques in the living room were all put together.

Afterwards, they searched every room, but no money was found.

It was not until Lei Luo's room was reached that he saw two safes as tall as one person.

Without saying a word, Yang Chen came directly to Lei Luo, took the cloth out of his mouth, and then asked coldly:

"Mr. Lei, where is the key to your safe?"

"I have it with me. I'll keep it in my office until I ask someone to pick it up."

Lei Luo said quickly.

"You'd better tell the truth, otherwise, I don't mind letting you suffer a little."

Yang Chen could probably understand a little bit, but he didn't believe it at all and just threatened coldly.

But Lei Luo still shook his head and said nothing. Seeing this, Yang Chen frowned, and didn't care, he directly pulled his hair and punched him in the stomach.

"Ah..." Lei Luo couldn't help but screamed.

According to common sense, a person like Lei Luo who has climbed up from the bottom is not afraid of being beaten, but after all, he is already a big shot and has not been beaten for a long time.

As for Yang Chen, his strength is several times stronger than that of ordinary people. After this punch, he is naturally not a vegetarian. It is normal for him to scream.

"Do you think I'm a fool? The safe is at home and you leave the key in the office? You'd better tell the truth, otherwise, I won't mind killing you before I leave."

Yang Chen said and punched Lei Luo in the stomach again.

In an instant, Lei Luo's entire body curled up together, and he felt that his intestines were about to be mixed together after Yang Chen punched him.

But Lei Luo didn't dare to scream anymore, for fear that Yang Chen would really kill him later, so he pointed at an oil painting and said:

"Behind the wall at the back..."

Yang Chen didn't quite understand what he heard, but he roughly understood it from his gestures, so he stopped hitting him, and instead came to the oil painting and pulled it off, only to see nothing behind the oil painting.

Yang Chen thought for a while, stepped forward and touched it, and found a mechanism. After pulling it open, he saw two keys.

Seeing this, he smiled, took it out directly, and then stuffed Lei Luo's cloth into his mouth, and then came to Lei Luo's room.

Take out the key and insert it into one of the safes. Just listen to "kacha" and the safe will open.

When Yang Chen opened the safe, he was completely stunned.

Inside the safe, you can see at a glance that they are all neatly arranged with U.S. dollars, from the bottom to the top, they are filled to the brim.

When Yang Chen saw this, he was greatly shocked. He had never seen so much money in his entire life, and he couldn't help but make calculations in his mind:

"A 100-yuan sheet is 155 mm long and 77 mm wide, and a 100-yuan sheet is about 0.9 cm.

It's almost two meters high, one and a half meters wide, and one and a half meters long. It should be..."

Unable to figure it out for a while, Yang Chen turned back to the living room, took out the cloth from Lei Luo's mouth, and asked very politely;

"Mr. Lei, your safe is full of U.S. dollars. How much money is in it?"

"One thousand wheat..."

Lei Luo was also afraid that Yang Chen would continue to take action, so he said simply.

Yang Chen understood what he said, ten million.

After thinking about it, Yang Chen felt that it was a pity. Now in 1966, 1 U.S. dollar could be exchanged for 2.4618 yuan, which was more than 20 million yuan.

If it is 20 to 30 years later and the exchange rate is 1:8, then it will be 80 million.

But it’s too long now, twenty years from now, so more than 20 million is just over 20 million.

After thinking about it, he stuffed the cloth into Lei Luo's mouth and entered the bedroom again.

And Lei Luo just wants to curse now, you damn thing, can you take the cloth away? Can I not shout?

After entering the bedroom, Yang Chen did not hesitate and put all the money in the safe into the secret realm. Then he opened another safe and found another safe with US dollars.

However, in addition to U.S. dollars, this safe also contains hundreds of gold nuggets weighing ten kilograms.

Yang Chen didn't know much about the price of gold in this era. It seemed to be 451 grams, and ten kilograms equaled five kilograms. So one piece of gold was two hundred thousand, and one hundred yuan was twenty million.

Involuntarily, Yang Chen just wanted to laugh.

The money came in too quickly. The previous ten million US dollars was equivalent to about 24 million yuan. Adding the 20 million yuan in gold bars, it was 44 million.

The place where the gold bars are kept does not occupy a large area, and the rest is all in US dollars. There are seven or eight million US dollars, which is at least 16 million yuan.

Calculated in this way, the cost of this trip is 60 million, and there are also antique calligraphy and paintings and a series of other things. Calculating this trip, it is 70 million in vain.

No wonder there were so many robbers at this time, taking turns making money. Which one is better than this now?

Even today's underworld bosses only have a few million at most. One trip will last them many years, tsk tsk.