Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)
Chapter 552 Tears Behind Bars

Due to its green plumage, the parrot almost blended in with the mustard greens being dried, causing the thieves to overlook its presence.

Polly retracted one foot and began singing "Tears Behind Bars" in a mournful tone, "Iron gate, iron window, iron shackles, everything is iron... I gaze out the window... how beautiful is the life outside these bars..."

"With only the moon as my company... I miss my mother, I regret not listening to her, now I'm locked up in here..."

Polly sang with the utmost sentiment, each word dripping with emotion, yet it managed to hold back tears.

The thieves were speechless.

"Where did this bird come from?" the leader furrowed his brow.

Here they were, working, and the bird sang about being behind bars as if it was celebrating its birthday alone and someone was crying in front of it

The leader grew irritated and grabbed a mustard green, hurling it at Polly!

Polly flapped its wings and flew to a nearby tree.

The thieves ignored the bird. What could a bird do? It was not as important as the gemstone.

The leader called Luc, "Hurry, bring the truck in!"

The thieves destroyed the surface of mustard greens, scattering the dried fish all around.

Polly had a sense of heartbreak, exclaiming. "Margaret's going to throw a fit! Margaret's going to throw at fit

"Squawk! Margaret! Margaret, come quickly! Someone ruined your sauerkraut!"

The leader's eyes darkened. He found Polly annoying.

"Kill it! It's too noisy," the leader said coldly.

Polly immediately took flight, exclaiming. "How dare you challenge the great bird!"

The gun equipped with a silencer was aimed at Polly, but it missed.

At one point, Polly managed to grab a phone watch with its claws. Although the gun missed Polly, it hit the watch, releasing a puff of black smoke. Polly flew higher and urgently dialed 911.

"Hey, police, there's a burglar in my house! Catch the thief, catch the thief!"

The naive thief burst into laughter. He had only ever witnessed parrots learning to mimic speech but never imagined one calling for emergency services.

No matter how clever the bird seemed, it could not possibly dial 911. What it held in its paw was a pink watch that resembled a plastic toy, now emitting smoke.

The thieves ignored it, as they were busy figuring out how to move the giant gemstone. Meanwhile, Polly perched on the tree, racking its brain to tell its address. "Sandyshore Island, Starlight Road, No. 5, Crawford Mansion! Crawford Mansion!"

The dim-witted thief burst into laughter upon hearing this.

The leader furrowed his brow and grumbled, "What's Luc up to? We've been waiting for the truck for so long. You two, head over and tell him to hurry up!" The others were busy wedging bars under the boulder.

However, it was so heavy that they could not lift it using a lever....

As long as they attached chains to it, they could still move the boulder by rolling it.

However, they seemed unlucky.

When they finally managed to wedge the chain under the boulder, it snapped!

The clumsy thief who was struggling with the chain stumbled, and the item he was pulling flew out.

The iron chains crashed onto the leader's head, leaving his head swollen.

The pain fueled his rage, and he unleashed another outburst of anger toward the hapless accomplice.

"Sorry, sir! It was an accident, I didn't mean to do that!" he apologized and bowed profusely.

The clumsy thief stepped on something by accident and fell on the leader's crotch.

Muffled groans filled the air as both of them collapsed to the ground, with the leader clutching his injured. crotch, experiencing excruciating pain.

"You..." His anger surged, and his finger was trembling as he pointed at the thief who fell onto him.

Just then, the truck pulled in, and the leader growled fiercely. "We'll settle the score later!"

The foolish thief shielded his head, he seemed to be unlucky today.

Why was everything going wrong for him today?

Several people walked toward the truck to get new chains to transport the boulder.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they opened the truck's compartment, they were greeted by the sight of a female ghost in a red wedding dress, standing silently atop the vehicle.

The female ghost grinned and taunted, "Hello. Hehehe... Do you need my help?"

The thieves' pupils constricted, and no matter how brave they considered themselves to be, they let out horrified screams and fled as soon as they saw her.

But as they turned to escape, they found another female ghost in white standing behind them and had an expressionless face. She was pale and blood was trickling from every orifice.

"What are you doing in our house, brothers? Do your girlfriends know you're doing something shameful here?"

The thieves were petrified.

Horror engulfed them as ghosts appeared from all directions, and a ghastly hand suddenly emerged from the ground in front of them. An abhorrent female ghost, with a hideous countenance, crawled out and extended her hand with an eerie laugh.

"Ahhhh!"

This group of thieves encountered ghosts for the first time despite having several successful heists, and they were now petrified with terror. They were trapped and had no way to escape, so they huddled together.

"Don't... don't panic!" The leader struggled to regain composure. "Ghosts aren't real, they can't harm us!"

But even as he said those words, a malevolent ghost seized one of the smaller thieves, effortlessly twisting his head 90 degrees with a sickening click!

The terrified thief, though not twisted to death, was on the brink of being scared to death. His adrenaline surged, and his pupils constricted to pinpoints.

"Help..."

The foolish ghost sneered, "How dare you steal from us!"

With a sudden motion, the ghost opened its bloodied mouth and fiercely bit into the head of one of the thieves.

This horrifying sight sent the remaining thieves into a panic. They frantically raised their guns and fired randomly.

But the ghosts twisted their necks effortlessly, while the bullets failed to hit one of them.

They no longer cared about the gemstone they bolted in terror. They were desperate to leave the place.

However, the harem spirit and the other ghosts Latched onto their legs, playing a trick on them as they slowly crawled upward. "Help... help!" the thieves screamed.

Suddenly, the door of the truck swung open, and a tall man stepped down, casting a cold glance at the

"How dare you steal from the Crawford family! Blake's voice was icy as he spoke. "He more careful in your next life"

The thieves were taken aback by his cold demeanor, and they calmed down. Instinctively, they looked back, only to replace no trace of the ghosts, as if their encounter had been nothing more than an illusion. Suspicion crept into the thieves' minds as they turned back around, only to be met with the ghosts" malicious gazes.

They were astonished.

One of the thieves, overwhelmed by fear, lost control and peed his pants.

Having stolen from numerous places before, this was the first time they regretted targeting the Crawford family. Not only was there a gigantic gemstone here, but even if all the world's gold was piled up there, they would not dare touch it!

At that moment, sirens blared, and soon the police surrounded the Crawford family, shouting, "Put your hands in the air and don't move!"

The thieves, who had always fled upon encountering the police in the past, now saw them as saviors. They rushed toward the officers like a swarm, exclaiming. "Police, help me!"

"I'm guilty, please arrest me!"

"Please take me away!"

The police were dumbfounded upon seeing the scene.