Around six o'clock, Tan Rou and Zhuang Liu left the hotel with a suitcase in hand. It was not until nightfall that they changed their clothes, this time wearing black masks that covered most of their faces.
Tan Rou looked at Zhuang Liu's attire and laughed, saying, "You look like some kind of superhero."
Zhuang Liu replied, "We're not superheroes, but male and female thieves, just like the ones in martial arts novels."
Tan Rou laughed heartily, "Let's go then, let's do what the male and female thieves in martial arts novels would do."
It wasn't yet the curfew hour, so there were still quite a few people on the streets, but everyone was moving very quickly, as if racing against the Grim Reaper for time.
Actually, they were indeed racing against the Grim Reaper. If they returned home late, they might encounter patrolling soldiers armed with guns. Getting caught by them meant either getting shot or spending time in prison—neither of which was pleasant.
