When the man saw these packaging bags, a glimmer flashed in his eyes and quickly raised his hand to reach towards them.

However, just as his hand touched the bags, a sharp chirping sounded from nowhere.

“Woo woo…”

Before he could recover, the lights around him were bright, and the dark warehouse was illuminated like daylight.

The man's expression changed. He knew that the situation was wrong and he quickly wanted to retreat but it was too late.

The door was suddenly pushed open and rushed into a group of people.

The man looked up and felt even more chill.

But seeing the people who appeared in front of them were all wearing uniforms, they were obviously security guards in the manor.

As soon as they entered the door, they rushed towards him and blocked the passages around them tightly.

A security guard standing in front said, "Amin, I didn't expect you to do such a thing!"

The one who came was Amin who was preparing to drop the bag.

He tried his best to restrain his panic and argued: "I did nothing..."

Fortunately, he hasn't done anything to drop the bag yet. If he denies it, it should be nothing serious.

Just as he was quickly planning, the security guard continued: "There have been two thefts in the warehouse recently, and the amount is very large. Now you are suspicious, please go to the police station with us."

Two security guards came over.

Ah Ming was completely panicked: "No, misunderstanding, this is all misunderstanding,"

Before Amin finished speaking, a cold voice rushed out from the crowd: "I ran to the warehouse at the middle of the night, and I still have the face to say a misunderstanding?"

A Ming's face froze, and it turned out to be Feng Ping.

He felt a layer of cold sweat climbing up his back, and he said in a trembling tone: "Madam, I really didn't steal..."

Feng Ping immediately interrupted him and asked coldly: "Then why did you run to the warehouse in the middle of the night?"

"I..." Ah Ming opened his mouth, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Looking at your hesitation, you must be unable to find a reason, take it there."

"Don't catch me!" Seeing that the security guard was about to come, Amin was frightened and his legs became weak and he actually knelt on the ground, begging, "I, I'll tell the truth!"

"Okay, you said!" Feng Ping immediately asked the security guard to stop.

Aming was about to speak, but stopped again, raised his eyes and looked at the security guards on both sides, and then whispered: "Madam, this matter has something to do with the young master. Can you let them go out first?"

This is actually a test. After all, the relationship between Feng Ping and the young master and his son is there. What if he doesn’t believe it, he is still unlucky?

Unexpectedly, Feng Ping waved her hand when she heard this and let the security guards go out without hesitation.

"Now you can say it."

A Ming felt relieved and said in a low voice: "Madam, I actually ran to the warehouse overnight, and it was all the arrangements of the young master. He asked me to mix a few scented bags with inferior herbs into the authentic ones..."

"This unfilial son!" After hearing this, Feng Ping was so angry that she took off the shelves.

Although she was extremely angry, she still did not forget what she should do. She looked at Ah Ming and said, "Let's do this, depending on your true feelings. I can give you a chance to lose your merits and sins, it depends on whether you are willing to do it."

Of course Amin nodded: "Madam, please tell me."

Feng Ping said slowly: "Go and tell him that things are very successful."

When Ah Ming heard this, a hint of hesitation appeared on his face: "But if he appears..."

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Chapter completed!