He rubbed his chin with his fingers with interest, and slightly turned his head to stare at the nine-cluster grid on the paper. "I think this may be the password prompt for the safe."

"Hmm?" Mo Chen was stunned. "Pang Wei is mentally ill? He is idle and he leaves a reminder for the thief?"

"No, no, no~~" I stretched the kraft paper and poured out all the documents inside. The paper was scattered on the desktop. The contents on the top few sheets of paper were exposed. They were all designed for work and distribution diagrams of various facilities in the park.

Pointing to the drawings, he said, "These are all work drawings, but this one can't tell anything. I think this is probably a memo left by Lao Pangtou for himself. Think about it, he is not young anymore. If he forgets his password one day and it is not convenient for him to find someone to help him open the password box..."

"Hey~" Mo Chen interrupted the puzzle screen. "This big manager seems to be not as old as you said! Besides, when you see that this password box is a civilian money, it is not as difficult to find a craftsman to unlock the lock."

According to reason, "I'm not saying that I can't find someone who can open this box, but the things inside the box are not convenient for outsiders to see, so he must avoid forgetting his password."

Mo Chen wanted to say something else, but no longer wanted to waste time and get entangled with him, so he tried to coax Mo Chen, "You are so good at your head, look at what password can be issued by this prompt. I'll keep watch. Don't come later. We brothers will waste time."

As he said that, he stuffed the so-called prompt into Mo Chen's arms, hid himself by the window, and observed the situation outside as if he was decent.

After saying this, Mo Chen suddenly felt that there was some reason, so he tried to believe that the paper in his hand was the prompt of the code box, and thus concentrating on interpreting the contents of the prompt.

There are two numbers in each grid within the nine grid on paper. However, looking at the numbers in each grid, they look particularly casual and there are no visible rules.

Mo Chen carefully read these numbers and suddenly realized that if the numbers in each grid are viewed separately instead of being ten digits, then these numbers are exactly included in the numbers from o~9.

Could it be that this is really a password prompt? Thinking of this, Mo Chen couldn't help but take a look and thought, this kid is not doing the right thing all day long, and his brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people, and he can't bear it.

By this time, Mo Chen had completely looked at the paper in his hand as a clue, and then he carefully looked at the four figures under the paper.

The four figures from left to right, except for the first figure being rectangular, the other three figures look very similar to the e-character graphic you see when you receive vision.

Compared with the first rectangle, the second figure lacks a vertical line on the right, and looks like an opening to the right.

The third figure is opposite to the second figure, with the opening on the left.

Finally, the fourth figure is quite different. It not only lacks a vertical line on the left side of the rectangle, but also a horizontal line on the bottom.

If this is really a puzzle of code, then the figure below must have something to do with the numbers. After carefully looking at the figure, Mo Chen will look at the nine-cluster grid again.

It is not difficult to see at this time that the so-called nine-cluster grid is actually not abnormal. Simply put, each set of numbers is separated into nine pieces by a large tic toe.

As soon as the inspiration appeared, Mo Chen recited the password "25387649."

Hearing Mo Chen's words, he rushed to the password box, squatted on the ground, and quickly pressed the password Mo Chen had just said on the numeric keys.

After two beeping prompts, the password box pops up, revealing the "treasure" inside.

The small password box was filled with red tickets, and the bundles were particularly regular and included.

Mo Chen roughly counted it silently, and the money stuffed in the password safe must be at least RMB 500,000.

He sighed and threw out a stack of banknotes, playing with it in his hands, "How long does a small property manager have to save enough for this box?"

The answer is self-evident. The money must be unclear. I made a joke and carried the money into my pocket, "Let's get rid of it~"

Mo Chen smiled, his eyes fell on the top of the stack of money in the box, and a black notebook was tucked at the top.

When Mo Chen opened the book, he had already expected the content, and this was the account book they were looking for. However, what Mo Chen did not expect was that each account was even remembered extremely clearly, and there were separate records of whether to transfer or cash.

The money for each transfer can range from 20,000 to 30,000 or 1.8 million, which is even less likely to be the extent to which a property manager can squander it.

As soon as I got what I wanted, Mo Chen simply restored the things I handled, jumped out of the window, and went home.

On the way, he said to Mo Chen with an interesting taste, "Hey, don't say it, you are still a little useful ~"

"Um?"

I asked curiously, "How did you think of the password?"

Mo Chen explained, "It's very simple. Look at the four irregular figures below the prompts. Look carefully. Each figure is actually a grid corresponding to the nine-grid digit table."

After a pause, Mo Chen continued, "Take the first figure as an example, it is a rectangle. Looking back at the nine-cage grid, only the border of the grid in the middle is enough to form a rectangle. Then, the first set of numbers are the two numbers in this grid, that is, 25. As for the other three figures, you can also find them according to this rule, and finally get the password."

"Swooga~~" nodded with no idea. Mo Chen smiled and didn't say anything. Looking at the expression at this moment, his eyes turned upwards. He saw that he didn't understand what Mo Chen was saying, and tried hard to digest Mo Chen's words.

When I got home, Meng Xinyao and Gao Ming were not asleep yet, and as for Xiaojing, I didn’t need to sleep.

As soon as Mo Chen entered the room, Meng Xinyao greeted him, "Is it going well?"

Lifting the notebook in his hand, Xiaojing couldn't help but scream excitedly, "Long live~~~"

Although the night is quiet, people are restless...

Mo Chen and others gathered at the dining table in the living room and began to discuss what to do next. Gao Ming suggested, "Report him! Adding the videos on Awei's network disk is enough to prove that he is corruption and bribery, and murder."

"I agree." Meng Xinyao immediately raised her hand to vote.

Everyone was discussing the pros and cons in a enthusiastic manner, but they never said anything. Mo Chen touched his arm, "What do you think?"

Shaking his head and without saying a word, Mo Chen coughed dryly, "Tell me! Are you worried about anything?"

After staring at Mo Chen's eyes for a while, he said, "These are enough for Pang Wei to enter, but Xiao Zi's affairs..."

"Yan Zi..." Mo Chen secretly thought that based on the current evidence, it is indeed impossible to prove that Pang Wei is related to Du Nan's injury. However, if Pang Wei is reported, once he is arrested, he still has the chance to reveal the truth about the matter during the interrogation.
Chapter completed!