Gu Mingye shoved the photographs back and quickly shut the safe.
“Get in!”
Gu Mingye suddenly understood what T Jing meant.
Looking at the small cabinet, for the first time in his life, Gu Mingye hated himself for being so big.
However, he did not dare to delay. He pushed the chair away and squeezed in.
The space was rather small and Gu Mingye was in a hurry. He even knocked his head against it.
T Jing jumped in fright and shouted, “Be careful!”
As though Gu Mingye didn’t know that!
With great effort, he stuffed himself in and quietly pulled the chair closer.
The door opened.
Following that, there was cursing and swearing. Spewing filth in English, he said, “Bastard Bei Lun, winning so much money to feed the dogs. Son of a bitch, go to hell!”
As he cursed, the footsteps got closer.
Gu Mingye pursed his lips tightly and held his breath as he stared at the gap between the chair and the cabinet.
Light seeped in through the gap, and then a human shadow fell in front of the table.
Gu Mingye did not dare to breathe as he saw a pair of black sports shoes appear in front of him.
The shoes were the latest model of AJ and look fairly new, and they were coming closer and closer to his knees.
Gu Mingye instinctively shrank back, barely avoiding contact with the shoes.
His chest tightened. It was obviously a cold winter and Gu Mingye did not even have a jacket on, but he was drenched in sweat.
What was worth mentioning, was that Gu Mingye recalled, among the P.I.T., there was a person who especially liked collecting sneakers and this person was a fan of Jordan.
This was… Ying Jieer?
Except that… wasn’t Ying Jieer on good terms with Bei Lun?
The fact that he was always at Bei Lun’s heels aside, the men had unsurpassed tacit understanding between them.
Ying Jieer was still cursing as he opened the drawer. Gu Mingye clearly heard the sound of something being flipped.
The sound was so loud that Gu Mingye tensed up.
After some time, Ying Jieer finally stopped rummaging and slammed the drawer shut. “F*ck!”
Following that curse, he kicked the chair beside him.
The chair hit the cabinet with a loud bang.
Gu Mingye did not dare to move. He stared at the black shoes for a long time before Ying Jieer turned around and left.
Gu Mingye’s nerves were on the edge of snapping as he stared intensely at the ground. He only relaxed when he heard Ying Jieer’s footsteps fade away and the door being locked again.
Not daring to breathe, he wiped the sweat off his brow and slowly extended the mini camera out onto the table.
T Jing: “Coast is clear, he’s gone.”
Only then did Gu Mingye dare to come out.
He returned the place to its original state, then carefully opened the door and tiptoed out.
On the other end.
After Ying Jieer returned, Bei Lun asked, “Didn’t you go to the office to get the money?”
Ying Jieer threw down the stuff he was holding and said angrily, “You’ll get your share!”
Bei Lun glanced at it. “You got this from the office?”
“I got it from God!”
As soon as he had said this, the few people exchanged glances with each other. Bei Lun said, “We didn’t see you on the surveillance cameras. The office door hadn’t been opened.”
Ying Jieer was stunned and immediately laughed aloud. “What? I just came out from there. I was searching for my wallet for a long time…”
He paused and froze.
Ying Jieer subconsciously turned to look at the surveillance footage. Gu Mingye was still in the same position and had not moved at all!
Bei Lun stood up abruptly. “Let’s go to the surveillance room!”