He had just married a policewoman when he was diagnosed with criminal genius.

He could have easily subdued the other party.

With Lu Chen's kung fu killing skills, he could easily do it.

However, Lu Chen cannot perfectly control that skill yet; every time he uses it, he either dies or is seriously injured.

There's no need to use such ruthless skills against a thief like that.

Moreover, there are a lot of people at this station.

Taking too drastic measures will have a negative impact.

Therefore, Lu Chen prepared to use his Shadowless Star-Picking Hand skill.

Lu Chen followed the man in the gray jacket for about five minutes.

The man in the gray jacket crossed the west square and turned into an alley. The alley wasn't deep, and there were small shops on both sides selling drinks, grilled sausages, and a lottery shop.

The man in the gray jacket stopped in front of the lottery shop.

He glanced inside and then went in.

Lu Chen didn't follow him inside. He stopped at the beverage stall across the street, bought a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.

His eyes were fixed on the glass door of the lottery shop.

About two minutes later, two more people arrived.

One was wearing a black T-shirt, and the other was wearing a blue jacket.

The two walked to the entrance of the lottery shop, but didn't go in. They just stood outside, as if waiting for someone.

The gray jacket came out of the store.

The three of them glanced at each other, said nothing, and walked together deeper into the alley.

Lu Chen put down the water bottle and followed.

At the end of the alley is an old residential area with several buildings and a few electric bikes parked downstairs.

The three people walked to the foot of a building and stopped under a big tree.

Lu Chen hid behind a van, sticking half his head out.

The gray jacket lifted up his jacket.

There was a thick wad of cash inside, at least forty or fifty thousand.

The other two people's eyes lit up.

The man in the black T-shirt said, "A good day."

The man in the gray jacket smiled and said, "It's alright."

The man in the blue jacket said, "Let's break up. Don't let things drag on."

The man in the gray jacket nodded.

Lu Chen understood.

The three men planned to divide the loot on the spot and then go their separate ways.

Once you have the money, leave the station, get on the subway or take a taxi, and it's hard to find it again.

He looked down at his hands.

The Shadowless Star-Picking Hand.

That skill flashed through my mind.

He hasn't tried it, so he doesn't know if it works.

But there's no other way right now.

Calling the police was too late, and there was no evidence to get help.

The money is right there; if we don't get it back, today's efforts will be wasted.

The key is getting the money back; that's not the problem.

The problem is that Lu Chen wants to help Jiang Xue take down these rampant criminal gangs in the vicinity.

This way, the problem is solved once and for all.

My wife doesn't have to work overtime every day anymore.

Therefore, Lu Chen had to think of a way to join the other side.

Lu Chen stepped out from behind the bread truck.

He walked towards the three people.

The three people immediately shut their mouths when they saw someone coming.

The gray jacket zipped up, concealing the wad of cash.

The three people pretended to be chatting, acting like complete strangers.

Lu Chen walked up to them and asked, "Brother, can I ask for directions?"

The man in the gray jacket glanced at him: "Where are you going?"

Lu Chen asked, "How do I get to the East Square of the South Station?"

The man in the gray jacket pointed outside the alley: "Go out from here, turn left, walk two hundred meters, there's a pedestrian bridge, cross the bridge and you'll be there."

Lu Chen said, "Thank you."

He moved his hand as he spoke.

Very light, very fast.

It was like a gust of wind.

The man in the gray jacket didn't feel anything.

The wad of money in his pocket had disappeared from the inside of his jacket pocket.

Lu Chen's hands hung at his sides, the wad of cash tucked between his fingers, hidden by his palm.

He then asked, "Brother, is there a restroom nearby?"

The man in the black T-shirt pointed to the side: "There's one behind that building."

Lu Chen said, "Okay, thank you."

He turned around, took a few steps, and then stopped.

His finger twitched again.

He stole the stack of cash from the black T-shirt pocket and the few banknotes from the blue jacket pocket.

The movement was so light it was as if it had just floated on the surface of water.

The three people were still standing there, completely unaware of what had happened.

Lu Chen went into the restroom behind the building, folded the stack of money neatly, and stuffed it into the inner pocket of his coat.

The next step is to find out where the other party is selling stolen goods.

This is what is commonly referred to as a den of thieves.

In the alley, the three men began dividing the loot.

He reached into his gray jacket pocket and found it empty.

He was stunned.

Undeterred, I touched it again, but it was still empty.

He looked down at his jacket; the inner pocket was turned inside out, but there was nothing inside.

He checked his pants pockets again; his wallet was still there, but the wad of cash was gone.

"Damn it, where's my money?" the man in the gray jacket cried out anxiously.

The man in the black T-shirt asked, "What's the price?"

The man in the gray jacket said, "I can't find the money I had earlier?"

The man in the black T-shirt frowned slightly: "Where did you put it?"

The man in the gray jacket said anxiously, "I put it in the inner pocket, but it's gone now."

The man in the black T-shirt said, "Old dog, stop kidding us and hand over the money."

Old Dog took off his jacket, shook it, and turned it inside out.

No. Nothing at all.

The stack of money seemed to have vanished into thin air.

The man in the black T-shirt and the man in the blue jacket exchanged a glance.

"Are you kidding me?" said the man in the black T-shirt.

The old dog panicked: "Why would I tease you? Brother Hua, the money's really gone!"

The man in the blue jacket got anxious too: "Don't joke around, we agreed on this total for today."

The man in the blue jacket held up five fingers.

The old dog was still fumbling inside his jacket: "I know, but the money is really gone."

Hua Ge's face darkened: "Are you trying to take it all for yourself?"

Old Dog's forehead was covered in sweat: "I didn't mean to keep it all to myself, the money is really gone! I don't know what happened!"

Hua Ge stared at him for a few seconds, then reached out and took the old dog's jacket, feeling it over; nothing was there.

I searched the old dog's body again, but it was still empty.

At this moment, the old dog seemed to remember something and touched his pocket. Empty. He then touched his other pocket, still empty.

His face turned pale.

Seeing his expression, the man in the blue coat also touched his own pocket.

It's empty too.

"Chengzi, your pockets were also touched."

Chengzi, wearing a blue coat, nodded.

The three people stood there, and none of them spoke.

Old Dog, hunching his shoulders, looked around suspiciously: "Brother Hua, do you think we've encountered a ghost?"

After a long while, Brother Hua said, "Could it be that person from earlier?"

Orange said, "The one who just asked for directions?"

Hua Ge: "Yes, it's him."

Old Dog put on his gray jacket: "How could that be? He only chatted with us for a few words and then succeeded? Our boss isn't that capable!"

Chengzi added, "Yeah, that person didn't seem to touch me at all, so how could they possibly steal my money?"

Old Dog continued, "We're all experts in this area. How could we not react at all if someone stole our money?"

"You sensed it yourself; he came over, asked for directions, and then left."

Hua Ge retorted, "Then how do you explain that the money disappeared after he arrived?"

As Brother Hua said, they eliminated all impossible options, so the remaining option, no matter how incredible, is still there.

We have no choice but to believe it.

They were really targeted by someone today.

Moreover, they usually steal other people's skins and never wake up.

Unexpectedly, they became someone else's puppets today; the other party has left, and they still haven't woken up.

"We must have run into someone in the same industry, and a top expert at that."

Old Dog rubbed his hands repeatedly: "Brother Hua, could the other side be Leng Zi?"

Hua Ge looked at Lao Gou as if he were an idiot: "Are you stupid? How could the police possibly have such technology?"

Chengzi chimed in, "Even our eldest brother might not be able to reach this level. What does Lengzi do? He catches thieves. Does he really have this kind of skill?"

Old Dog nodded. The money had been stolen, and when they got back, they might be punished by their boss, the King of Thieves.

However, if the other party is a police officer, then there is a big problem.