Under the command of Qin Xin, Ao Xinghao moved all the herbs out of the warehouse.
"Canis artifact, salvia, aged donkey-hide gelatin... Tsk tsk, all good stuff." Ao Xinghao also knew his goods.
The value of these items was not trivial.
He glanced at the warehouse's cameras and smacked his head: "Damn, I forgot to break them earlier."
He definitely wasn't distracted by little Qingxin's astonishingly fair chin, making him forget this essential thievery step.
After all, once they entered the warehouse, Qin Xin pulled her hood lower, not even showing her chin.
Qin Xin shut the warehouse door: "I've shut down the system."
"Oh." Ao Xinghao was relieved, then a second later, "Wait a minute, if you cut the power, why are the lights still on?"
Qin Xin was speechless: "I shut down the system, not the power."
Ao Xinghao was taken aback.
This warehouse's access controls are intelligent systems, the surveillance must be too.
