Inheriting sky-high priced antique shops

Yang Ping'an was choked by the content of the information in this sentence. He said that the death penalty meant that someone maliciously intervened in this matter, and Lu Hao knew what happened.

If the answer is not good, Lu Hao may leave the meeting angrily, thinking that Yang Ping'an is bullying the king, and he doesn't want to talk to him, but if Yang Ping'an said that they can sentence each other, this is too true big.

"There are not only punishments in this world. On top of punishments, there are also punishments from heaven. If there is a lack of virtue, when the truth is available, there will be punishments."

Now Yang Pingan feels that he is in the second grade.

Hearing this, Lu Hao pondered for a while, and felt Yang Ping'an's hint that it was impossible for them to punish them, but they could give another level of punishment.

Thinking of this, he finally opened the conversation: "I dreamed that he died. I was terrified for several days. The dagger was stuck in his chest. I didn't care at first, but I just felt bad luck, so I didn't dare to tell him. He, afraid that he would be angry, and later I dreamed that he had a heart attack and died."

Not only was Lu Hao afraid that Lin Junxi would be angry when he heard it, but he was also afraid that this dream would come true, so he chose to keep silent at first.

But the uneasiness slowly fermented, he knew well that he had the ability to predict dreams, and there was a high probability that dreams related to real life would come true.

"I endured it for a few days, but in the end I was still afraid that something might happen to him, so I told him about it and asked him to go for a physical examination. There was nothing wrong with the examination. I told him to throw away the dagger, but he refused to listen, thinking that I was inexplicable. Later, because of a series of small things, we had conflicts, and I didn't want to care about him."

Lu Hao's expression suddenly darkened: "Not long after, I heard that he died."

Yang Pingan contacted them about what they investigated. Lu Hao said it was a series of small conflicts, but in fact he was so angry that he even dropped Lin Junxi's precious antiques.

Lu Hao raised his head and lowered his voice subconsciously: "I suspect that it was Lin Junxi's elder brother, Lin Junxin who gave the dagger to Lin Junxi, he has been preventing me from saving Lin Junxi, and even defended the dagger, in the end The dagger disappeared and he seemed calm in his reaction."

Lu Haozai carefully recalled the last scene of Lin Junxin, every subtle expression he engraved in his mind: "He seems to think that it is normal for the dagger to disappear, and he is not surprised at all, even if he has nothing I know, after all, it is an antique, so he should react somewhat, right? But he just told me not to continue to dwell on this matter."

Yang Pingan nodded: "According to what you said, it is indeed suspicious. What about the whereabouts of the dagger? Has there been no news since then?"

"No, after Lin Junxi disappeared, that dagger disappeared from the world."

After meeting with Lu Hao, Yang Ping'an had some ideas in his heart: "Xue Wuling, you said that whoever took the dagger died, but after it disappeared, I didn't hear any more rumors of killing people with antiques. What kind of people hold the dagger? Can the cursed dagger be killed?"

Xue Wuling thought for a while: "People with cultivation, people who can seal weapon spirits, or no one owns a dagger."

"What does it mean no one owns?"

"The dagger has no owner and is in a state of not being collected, that's how it will be."

"It's okay if it is held by a Taoist monk, and there is still a place to look for it. If you don't know which corner to put it in, how can you find it?" Yang Ping'an was distressed.

"It should be the former. If the dagger has no owner, it will find an owner for itself and pass on its own curse."

Yang Pingan nodded: "But if Lin Junxin really did it, maybe he hid the things, or paid a sum of money for someone with cultivation to take them away. In short, let Lin Junxin do it first." Come in."

As for how to set it up...

Yang Pingan was thinking.

Lin Junxin is a typical tall, rich and handsome man. In the past, he and Lin Junxi, his younger brother, might share the family property with him. Now this worry does not exist, and his value has risen even more.

If you want to play him, you need Xue Wuling to appear on the stage, and use Zhou Xi's identity to contact him. Zhou Xi and him have an antique transaction. In terms of private collections, Lin Junxin prefers bronzes.

Yang Pingan was also embarrassed to sell Zhou Xi's collection upside down, so he used Xue Wuling's bronze wine bottle as bait.

Lin Junxin was immediately hooked. Facing Xue Wuling's former house and the bronze wine bottle of beasts, Lin Junxin was very tempted and wanted to negotiate the price with them.

Seeing Xue Wuling's face was solemn, he talked about him from left to right, and Yang Pingan followed him and kept using the method of direction guidance.

"Actually, this price is higher than the market price. For things... the collection value may not be as high as expected. Mr. Lin can think about it again."

People like Lin Junxin, in terms of private life interests, only look at whether they like it or not, regardless of whether it is worth it or not.

Tell him to think again, isn't it farting?

Lin Junxin calmly ignored the fart on the other side, and calmly looked at Xue Wuling: "Zhou Xi, this is not your style, is it? If there is any problem with the item, just tell it, so you don't want to sell it?"

is it possible?

Yang Pingan admired his persistence and overbearing, Xue Wuling began to say: "Do you believe that some antiques have spirits?"

Lin Junxin raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by Xue Wuling's words: "When did you start to believe this?"

"Mr. Lin has heard of it before?"

Lin Jun was suddenly vigilant in his confidence. He felt that Zhou Xi was a bit weird after he had just said a few words when they met. Both his demeanor and tone of speech were different from usual, but this person was clearly Zhou Xi. This sense of confusion made him defensive.

"I've heard that the thing about my brother is that some people say that my brother was killed by the antique dagger he bought."

"Mr. Lin doesn't believe it?"

Lin Junxin smiled, and felt that this matter was too nonsense: "My brother's dagger, logically speaking, is from the Tang Dynasty. Is it possible that the Tang Dynasty antiques are so well preserved? Even if the antiques kill people, they must be Only a real antique can have such a skill."

It turned out that he thought the dagger was a fake...

Xue Wuling patted the wine bottle lightly: "This is a genuine antique, and there is something about it that cannot be explained by science."

"Oh?"

Yang Pingan took out the white wine he had prepared and poured down a whole bottle: "Mr. Lin, come and have a look."

Lin Junxin walked over and glanced at the wine bottle: "What are you looking at?"

The next moment he found out that the water level in the wine bottle was lowering, and when he saw that the wine bottle was low and there was no leak, his face suddenly became a little ugly.

"Is this some kind of magic trick? Are you kidding me?"

Yang Pingan showed an emotionless smirk: "Mr. Lin, this is not magic, the fact is that this wine will disappear in this wine bottle, or in other words, this wine bottle can drink."

"This world is so wonderful. Talking about it will touch Mr. Lin's sadness. The death of your second brother is probably related to this kind of thing."

"Impossible. He died because of a weak heart. I know how unhealthy his lifestyle is. What can it have to do with these things?"

"There is nothing Mr. Lin can do if he doesn't believe it, but recently we found out about the whereabouts of the dagger and got it, so Mr. Lin's doubts can be resolved."

"Where is it?"

"Temporary confidentiality, we will notify Mr. Lin when we get it."

With Yang Ping'an's ruthless smirk, this time the routine is over, and Lin Junxin's calm mood has changed from a calm mood when he left.

I don't know what he was thinking in his heart, probably he was taken aback by the two of them.

After that, they sent people to watch Lin Junxin to see if he was disturbed by the wind. If he ran to see some Taoist monks or the like, he would basically be a murderer.

But after staring at him for two days, Lin Junxin's various behaviors are normal, even the assistant secretary beside him is normal.

Then change the way of thinking: "Do you think Lu Hao might be diverting attention?"

Xue Wuling met Yang Ping'an's questioning gaze, and thought about Lu Hao's state: "He seems to care about Lin Junxi, but..." Xue Wuling pondered for a while: "It's normal to hate because of love."

"Where is it normal?" Yang Pingan was frightened by Xue Wuling's sudden turn of the brain circuit and three views, raised his eyebrows and looked at him coldly.

Xue Wuling talked about him from left to right: "Some people are prone to this..."

Xue Wuling's head was as bent as his sexual orientation, and Yang Ping'an reminded him to be sober: "It is clearly written in Lu Hao's information that he has a girlfriend and is already engaged. Wait until his career develops." If he is better, he will definitely get married, if he is crooked, why is he so serious about getting married?"

Xue Wuling chose to remain silent on this topic. If he said that cheating on marriage is normal, Ping An would probably have to educate him again.

Everything done for selfishness is the closest to the self-interested nature of human beings. If Lu Hao can benefit from it, it is indeed normal for him to do so, in Xue Wuling's view.

Yang Pingan called Lu Hao again: "We found the whereabouts of the dagger, but there was a problem in the middle, and it should be resolved soon."

"Where is the dagger now?"

"I can't say it for the time being. You can wait for our good news. With this news, you can rest assured."

Lu Hao was silent for a while: "I hope you can really find it."

But what if I found it?

Putting down the phone, Lu Hao looked out the window, propped his head in a daze, feeling like a stiff skeleton.

The past ten years were like a big fire that burned away his flesh and blood, leaving only an empty skeleton walking in this world.

Yang Pingan looked at the information and photos sent back from the front line. Lu Hao is also a very normal three-point line. He is an otaku, and his girlfriend is an otaku, but she is the kind of otaku who is so virtuous that most men can cry. My girlfriend draws comics at home, and arranges time every day to deliver meals to Lu Hao, make soup, and make lunches with love.

And according to the investigation, it was his girlfriend who posted about him. They were childhood sweethearts, and his girlfriend loved him wholeheartedly. Then Lu Hao proposed that the two of them be together two years ago.

Of course the girl readily agreed. The relationship between the two of them has always been very stable, they never quarreled, and they have traveled steadily all the way to today.

Yang Ping'an admired him, which straight man wouldn't want such a girlfriend?

Xue Wuling is sour, this woman is actually wanted by Ping An? !He snatched the information from Ping An's hand: "Don't read it, let's eat."

"Where's the meal?" It's only eleven o'clock, and the chef hasn't even started cooking yet, what to eat, this crazy person.

Xue Wuling raised his eyebrows high, his indifferent eyes gleamed fiercely: "I'll do it for you."

……

"I..." I still want to live...

Yang Pingan swallowed his words, Xue Wuling was so courteous and kind, he stopped insulting him.

Xue Wuling went to the kitchen and forcefully pushed the cook away who was preparing the dishes. Yang Pingan followed and saw him looking at the kitchen knife in his hand with a fierce look, the blade of the knife was shining brightly under the light.

Yang Pingan watched silently at the door of the kitchen, worried that Xue Wuling would feed him something strange.

When Xue Wuling looked at Strawberry and his eyes lit up, Yang Pingan chose to avoid it. He was afraid of seeing something too exciting and scaring him.