Chapter 30: Stealing All the Male Protagonist’s Supplies!

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Lin Xiaodou rummaged through her memories and suddenly recalled—wasn’t this the skinny guy she had double-crossed and finished off in the small grove? How did he end up with the male lead? Curiosity piqued, Lin Xiaodou decided to secretly follow them.

She remembered that after swallowing that miraculous strength pill, her steps had become feather-light, perfect for tailing someone. Even the agile male lead failed to notice her presence. Seeing she remained undiscovered, Lin Xiaodou crept even closer behind the group, close enough to catch fragments of their conversation.

As she followed, Lin Xiaodou picked up quite a bit. It turned out that skinny fellow specialized in scavenging items to sell on the black market for cash, and he’d known the male lead for some time. After Lin Xiaodou had crippled him, he and his brothers found themselves unable to continue their line of work and turned to the male lead for employment. Now, they worked under his command.

On the surface, the male lead was a transport driver for the department store, but in secret, he was one of the heads of the capital’s major black markets. He often used his identity as a truck driver as cover, transporting goods for illicit transactions. Over the years, this convenient arrangement had made him quite wealthy.

In the original novel, all this only came to light much later, long after Lin Xiaodou had stopped reading, so she had no inkling of these details. Hearing it now, she found herself genuinely surprised. So the gold and jewels she’d stolen in that black-on-black heist belonged to the male lead! That scoundrel not only dealt with thugs and lowlifes but also took them in as his underlings—certainly no good man!

She had previously considered probing the black market herself, but now, there was no need. She could start directly with the male lead. As she recalled, the tragic death of the original Lin Xiaodou in the novel was not unconnected to him. Since she wanted revenge, why not seize all of the male lead’s assets and leave him with nothing?

Trailing the group, Lin Xiaodou reached a dilapidated warehouse on the outskirts of the city. From their conversation, she gathered they planned to ship the goods stored here to Jin City, then use connections to smuggle them overseas for sale. But something had gone wrong, which was why the skinny one had hurriedly fetched the male lead.

“Boss, the goods got soaked in yesterday’s rain, and now a few have changed color. The supplier must have tricked us with fakes and painted them!” the skinny man said.

Zhang Tianjun picked up one of the now-faded golden cups, his expression darkening. “And where is this supplier?” he demanded.

The skinny man grimaced bitterly. “He’s disappeared. We couldn’t find him.”

With a loud bang, Zhang Tianjun hurled the cup to the ground. “Find him! Even if you have to turn the whole city upside down, bring him to me!”

Someone nearby muttered under their breath, “We still haven’t found that person from the small grove…”

Zhang Tianjun turned, his eyes cold and menacing. “What did you say?”

The man trembled all over and stammered, “Nothing, boss…I didn’t say anything…”

With a swift kick, Zhang Tianjun sent the man sprawling. “Get out of my sight!” he snarled.

The man literally began rolling away on the ground. The others all kept their heads down, not daring to breathe too loudly.

Hiding atop the warehouse roof, Lin Xiaodou raised her brows. Clearly, the male lead commanded substantial authority—and used rather ruthless methods.

After a while, Zhang Tianjun led his men away, leaving only three guards to watch the warehouse. Lin Xiaodou grinned to herself—what perfect timing for her to act!

The warehouse was piled high with loot collected in recent days. Aside from the problematic batch from yesterday, the rest were authentic treasures: more than ten crates of gleaming gold ingots, another twenty of sparkling jewels, along with calligraphy, paintings, and antiques. This haul was far greater than her previous take in the grove—worth at least billions.

Lin Xiaodou slipped into her space to change her outfit. The same familiar formula: don a human-skin mask and a wig, and even her parents wouldn’t recognize her. Once disguised, she appeared before the guards in a flash. They barely had time to register their fear before her club struck—one by one, they fell unconscious.

With a grand sweep of her hand, she stowed everything away in her space.

Before leaving, she left behind a little gift.

When Zhang Tianjun received the news and rushed back, what greeted him was a message scrawled boldly across the warehouse wall: “I’ll be back!”

And the rest—a warehouse so empty not even a fallen leaf remained.

“Who is it! Who is it!” Zhang Tianjun’s face twisted in fury as he roared, “Find this person! Daring to steal from me—Zhang Tianjun! I’ll tear them to pieces!”

Lin Xiaodou mused, “Last time it was ‘die without a grave,’ now it’s ‘tear them to pieces.’ Got any other slogans? Shout them all you like!”

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Unexpectedly acquiring a vast trove of supplies put Lin Xiaodou in a splendid mood. She hummed a little tune as she made her way home.

Lin Xuefei soon found her, face full of reproach. “Sister, I just went to the restroom for a moment, and you disappeared! I waited for you so long.”

She had cried to Brother Tianjun the previous night, asking him to stand up for her. Today, she had deliberately taken Lin Xiaodou out for this purpose. To complete her act, she’d gone to the restroom, but when she returned, Lin Xiaodou was gone. She assumed her sister had run home out of fear, but didn’t see her there either. She waited all morning for her return, only to find Lin Xiaodou back in high spirits—a clear sign her intimidation had failed.

Lin Xuefei felt deeply frustrated. She’d planned to flaunt her superiority before Lin Xiaodou, but now her enthusiasm was gone.

Lin Xiaodou couldn’t be bothered to play along. “You know exactly what you did.”

Lin Xuefei bit her lip. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

The atmosphere turned tense until Mrs. Chen announced lunch, breaking the stalemate.

After the meal, Lin Xuefei went out again. Lin Xiaodou knew exactly where—no doubt off to cry to the male lead once more. Lin Zhengmin had left for work, and Wu Ya, not wanting to see Lin Xiaodou, had gone out with friends.

With the house nearly empty, Lin Xiaodou installed several hidden cameras in different rooms. The previous day, while out shopping, Lin Xuefei had used her allowance to buy a wristwatch, claiming it was to be a birthday present for Zhang Tianjun. Lin Xiaodou opened up the watch, installed a tracking chip inside, and restored it to its original state. Her space contained a device capable of tracking the chip in real time, even without internet access in this era.

With everything in place, Lin Xiaodou felt much more at ease. Now, she could track the male lead’s whereabouts at any time—which would make it far easier to rob him blind!

Just picturing his helpless rage made Lin Xiaodou want to laugh. The omnipotent CEO was about to lose everything!