Recruiting thieves

Mike is 35 years old this year, but he spent a full 8 years in prison. When he thinks about it, he hates his father, Old Mike.

　　Old Mike was rich, but a miser and stingy with his only son. Mike couldn't stand that kind of hard life, so he became a thief, and in a few years he became a well-known "thief". Once, Old Mike found a few diamond necklaces in his son's drawer and reported it to the police station without hesitation, so Mike went to jail. He finally got released after serving his sentence. When he got home, he saw that Old Mike was dead, and his hundreds of millions of dollars of property were gone.

　　Just when he was at a loss, he accidentally found a recruitment notice in the evening paper:

　　I want to recruit a thief. Requirements: Male, about 35 years old, with superb stealing skills, and has been sentenced to prison for theft. Interested candidates please contact Mr. Johnson...

　　When Mike read the notice, his eyes lit up unconsciously, and he thought to himself: I meet all four requirements. He also knew that Johnson was a famous millionaire in the city, but why did he hire thieves?

　　After much consideration, Mike felt that the opportunity was rare and decided to meet Johnson.

　　Johnson met Mike in person: "Do you know why I recruited thieves?"

　　"In my opinion, you are probably advertising for the sale of safety alarm equipment, maybe for a movie, or to get a large amount of property insurance compensation from the insurance company, or..."

　　Johnson interrupted Mike: "Where did you think? It's actually very simple. I'm over sixty years old, and I've never been stolen in my life. I really want to taste what it's like to be stolen. You know, before you There have been more than 80 people here, all of whom were not hired by me because their stealing skills were too general."

　　Mike laughed when he heard it: "Sir, you might as well touch your pocket."

　　As soon as Johnson touched his pocket and found that his wallet was gone, he happily said, "Okay, I want you!" Then a lawyer drafted a contract that said if Mike could steal Johnson's $10 million emerald within two months, the gem would go to Mike, and it also stipulated that Johnson could not report the crime to the police. In a word, this is a fun game.

　　Of course, Mike also knew that stealing the gem was not an easy task, because the gem was hidden in a safe in the basement of Johnson's house, which was equipped with the most advanced burglar alarms in the world and guarded day and night by bodyguards with guns. Not to mention stealing the gem, it is difficult to enter the basement. But the value of that gem is really attractive, and besides, even if it fails, it does not take any responsibility. Why not do such a deal? So Mike immediately signed the contract.

　　After signing the contract, Johnson stepped up his precautions, and Mike began preparations for the theft.

　　The man sent to watch Mike came back and reported: "Mike wanders around all day, like he doesn't have such a thing at all." In a blink of an eye, it was the last day of the two-month deadline. Johnson waited until 11:30 in the middle of the night, when the phone rang, and it was indeed Mike's voice: "Mr. Johnson, I'm very sorry, your precious gem is already in my hands. But strangely, I always feel that this operation is not difficult."

　　"Thank you for finally giving me a taste of being stolen," Johnson said hastily. Mike added: "With your gem, I can enjoy the rest of my life in comfort. I'm about to take an international flight. Going abroad."

　　A game ended like this, and both sides had a great time.

　　A year later, Mike came back, and naturally he couldn't forget Johnson, so he came to visit. "Mr. Johnson, the last incident, although it was a fun game, cost you 10 million dollars. I'm deeply sorry for that."

　　Unexpectedly, Johnson laughed after hearing this: "Do you remember your father, Mr. Mike Sr.? When he was dying, his property had exceeded 1 billion dollars. You were the only legal heir to his property, but you were still in prison at the time, so he entrusted the property to me for safekeeping and left a will: If you don't get rid of your stealing habits after you get out of prison, all these properties belong to me! Mr. Mike, I am deeply sorry that you cannot inherit your father's estate!"

　　Johnson took out a copy of old Mike's will: "This is written by your father, take a closer look."

　　Mike collapsed on the sofa all of a sudden...