Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 253 - 221: Is it an Unexpected Gain or a Trap?

Chapter 253: Chapter 221: Is it an Unexpected Gain or a Trap?

Early in the morning on the third day, Louis arrived at his repair shop, both excited and apprehensive.

The front gate was closed tightly, and there was no movement inside.

He used his key to open the front gate and found nothing missing inside.

The only change was that some tools were randomly placed on the ground, and there were oil stains on the floor – but with his expert eyes, he could tell that these oil stains seemed a bit deliberate and unlike those left from normal vehicle repairs.

Amateurs are indeed amateurs; they could have asked him to stay and provide technical guidance. Of course, it would only require a small technical guidance fee.

Since nothing was missing, Louis was relieved.

Of course, if the film and television company could stay for a few more days and let him make more money, that would be even better.

After walking around and finding no other changes, Louis called his workers - such a good thing was over, and it was still necessary to repair cars!

It wasn’t for no reason that he had to pay their wages!

When Sean Knight and others returned to the villa, he said to Elijah Hastings:

"You guys have the afternoon off. If you want to go to the freight yard, it’s up to you. Come and pick me up tomorrow morning; there’s another business deal."

"I like it! It’s good to have business!" Douglas Cooper chimed in.

Over a few days, making more than 10,000 US dollars, how good is that!

Douglas was content as well.

After Elijah Hastings and others left, Sean Knight entered the villa, and Kathy Lewis came to meet him. Sean said:

"Bring a pot of tea to the study and don’t let anyone disturb."

Kathy nodded.

Sean washed up, changed his clothes, and went to the study, where he saw a pot of tea and a plate of snacks on the desk, nodding to himself.

He took out a few pieces of paper from his backpack, unfolded them on the desk, and studied them carefully page by page.

On the first page, some figures were listed, and it read, "Mr. XXXX, Mr. XXXX, Mr. XX" from top to bottom.

Behind a few lines, there were parentheses, remarking "missing XX pieces."

The second page listed the time, location, and the number of patrol personnel.

On the third page, there were five addresses, with the specific locations written in small characters.

And the three addresses where Sean found the gold were obviously listed!

The fourth page only had one sentence written: If we die, all this will be unknown forever!

Combining the contents of these four pages, Sean felt as if he had discovered something great!

These robbers might not be as simple as just being robbers!

There were five addresses written on the paper.

If gold could also be found at the other two addresses, it would mean that what was written on the paper should all be true.

As for those on the first page, could it be that these robbers stole the gold and then gave it to certain people?

Sean didn’t know much about American politics, and he didn’t have any special feelings about those seemingly ordinary surnamed individuals.

However, he already had a drama in mind – about moles, embezzlement, and using others to kill.

If there were no problems with the other two locations, then this story might be true!

But Sean suddenly realized, what was this to do with him?

It was just a dog bites dog situation.

With this thought, his mind became clear, and Sean began to slowly eat a snack.

Well, it tasted good!

Tossing these papers into the spatial realm, he took out the gold bars.

He counted them, almost 100 pieces. Twenty-five kilograms of gold was worth just over a million US dollars.

Not much.

Huh?

Sean suddenly felt as if he was drifting lately!

It seemed that making more than a million US dollars in half a day was not considered much?

It looked like with more money, his ambition grew, and he felt that his space for growth was higher.

For the time being, money wasn’t lacking, so Sean put the gold back into the spatial realm, planning to take some time to melt them.

After all, gold with a number on it was not easy to deal with.

In a good mood, Sean went to see Joanna in the afternoon, and the two experienced a youthful love life, enriching their material and spiritual lives, as well as... their bodies.

The next day, the refreshed Sean took the radiant, good-looking Joanna to school and went with Elijah Hastings to see Heine Victor.

Heine had arranged to meet at a villa; Sean was afraid Heine might have some overly aggressive actions, so he instructed Elijah and the other two to carry weapons.

Previously, Heine had always been polite, while David was very aggressive.

But Sean had never trusted Heine, feeling that he belonged to the kind of person with deep schemes, not excluding the use of any means to achieve his goals – as long as he could tidy up the aftermath without affecting his image.

Upon Sean’s warning, Elijah Hastings and the other two were also like facing a great enemy, all somewhat nervous.

When they arrived at the villa, Sean got out of the car and looked around, finding the place to be relatively bustling, feeling slightly relieved.

Elijah Hastings went to ring the doorbell, and soon someone opened the door; Sean went in with Elijah and Douglas Cooper, while Lincoln Harrington watched the car.

Heine, along with a bald white man in his fifties, greeted them at the entrance.

"Hello, Mr. Knight." Heine reached out, "Let me introduce you; this is Mr. Hawkins, owner of the batch of ancient books."

Batch?

Sean was suddenly curious! If it could be called a batch, it seemed that there were quite a few ancient books!

"Hello, Mr. Hawkins." After shaking hands with Heine, Sean actively shook hands with Mr. Hawkins.

Mr. Hawkins smiled weakly, nodded, and said:

"Welcome, Mr. Knight."

Then he turned around and walked inside.