However, he felt nothing. 

His waist was empty. 

Tian Fei was stunned. 

Where's the money? 

Where did the money go? 

Did the money slide down the trouser leg? 

Impossible. 

With Tian Fei's sensitivity, even if the money slid down, he would not have noticed it at all. 

So, what happened? 

There was only one possibility left. 

That is, Tian Fei's money was stolen by someone. 

This shocked Tian Fei even more. 

Someone actually stole Tian Fei's money, and Tian Fei didn't even notice it. 

Who could have done it? 

Tian Fei began to recall the past bit by bit. 

He recalled everything from the moment he succeeded. 

Tian Fei had a good memory and could recall almost every scene, including the people he met, their characteristics, and their actions. 

After reviewing everything, Tian Fei was surprised to find that only the boy on the skateboard had physical contact with him. 

Could it be that boy? 

The boy was no more than eight or nine years old. How could he have such skills? How dare he steal from a veteran thief like Tian Fei, and he did it without Tian Fei even noticing. 

Regardless, Tian Fei had to go back and find out what was going on. 

To Tian Fei's surprise, the boy was still there. 

However, he was probably tired from playing and was now sitting on the steps to rest, with his skateboard at his feet. 

Tian Fei didn't rush over. 

He observed his surroundings. 

He knew that some of his peers trained children to carry out their plans, and when the children committed crimes, there were always adults watching. 

However, with so many people around, Tian Fei couldn't tell who was in cahoots with the boy. 

It seemed that no one had any connection with the boy, and that the boy seemed to be alone. 

Never mind. 

In the end, Tian Fei walked over slowly. 

Unexpectedly, the boy looked at Tian Fei with a smile as he walked over. He didn't seem surprised that Tian Fei went to find him. 

Tian Fei approached the boy and sat down on the steps. 

He lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and then looked at the boy coldly. 

"You seem to have taken my things." Tian Fei said. 

The boy did not deny it and was still smiling. 

"Give me back my things." Tian Fei said coldly. 

The boy smiled and shook his head.

"I can't return it to you." said the boy. 

Tian Fei stared at the boy intently. 

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Please say it again." Tian Fei said. 

But the boy didn't care about Tian Fei's gloomy eyes at all. He was still smiling. 

"I can't return it to you." The boy said it again. 

This kid seems to be fearless. But what is he confident about? 

Tian Fei looked around again. 

He still couldn't tell who was in cahoots with this kid, and who made this kid so bold. 

Tian Fei's eyes focused on the boy again. 

"Why?" Tian Fei asked. 

"Huh?" 

"Why can't you return it to me?" Tian Fei asked clearly. 

The boy chuckled. 

"Because I have returned the money to its original owner." The boy said. 

Tian Fei was a little confused. 

"Original owner? What do you mean?" Tian Fei asked. 

The boy explained to Tian Fei with a smile. 

"That money was for a girl's surgery, it saved her life. She'd done some great good deeds in her past life, so she wasn't destined to die. So, I returned the money," the boy said. 

Could the little boy have seen Tian Fei committing the crime? 

But Tian Fei couldn't recall ever seeing the boy in the hospital. 

And how did he know the money was for a girl's surgery? How could an eight or nine-year-old boy know someone's past life? 

It was pure nonsense. 

It was a trick. 

But Tian Fei couldn't understand why the boy was lying like that. 

Tian Fei smiled sweetly at the boy. 

"You've already returned the money?" Tian Fei asked. 

"Yes." 

"How did you return it? You seem to be skateboarding here all the time, never leaving. How did you return it?" 

The boy smiled sweetly at Tian Fei as well. 

"I have my way," the boy said. 

"What way?" 

The boy just smiled. 

"I have my way anyway," the boy said. 

Did he ask someone else to return it? 

Tian Fei looked around again. 

But no one around had anything to do with the boy. Not even a single glance was given. 

Tian Fei's face turned cold again. 

"Stop talking nonsense. Don't play tricks on me. According to the rules of the underworld, give me back my money. At least, I should get my half." Tian Fei said. 

The boy did not comment. 

"Follow the rules, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Tian Fei said gloomily. 

The boy's good mood did not seem to be affected at all. 

"Feel my pocket," the boy said. 

"What?" 

"I have something in my pocket, feel it," the boy said. 

The boy raised his right hand, and the right pocket of his jacket was exposed.