Cheng Ji picked it up and saw that it was a call from his assistant Li Yang.

Before attending the board meeting, he arranged for Li Yang to investigate the leakage of Cheng's scientific research results. Presumably, there are results now.

He pressed the answer button, his voice steady and serious, "Did you find out?"

The person on the other end of the line stammered, "Mr. Cheng...it's the second young master Qin Hao."

Qin Hao is the son of his adoptive father Qin Guotao, Qin Qianyue's elder brother, and his adopted brother.

We took all kinds of precautions, but we didn't expect that the thief in our own home would be the hardest to guard

Cheng Ji's tone remained calm, but the cruelty in his eyes was obvious.

"Go find out where he is now."

"Yes, Mr. Cheng."

After the phone call was hung up.

Cheng Ji put away his phone and looked at Shangguan Qing.

His tone changed from harsh and cold to gentle, "Um... I have to go out for a while, you should have a good rest."

After saying that, he bent down and pulled open the top shelf of the bedside table, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down a series of numbers.

"This is my personal phone number. If you have any questions, you can call me directly."

He handed the paper to Shangguan Qing.

Shangguan Qing took a look, wrote down the number, and got out of bed. "I just happened to be going to the antique shop. Can you take me there?"

Cheng Ji subconsciously agreed in a second, "Okay."

It happened so fast that it took him several seconds to react, and he had an inexplicable feeling of déjà vu.

They clearly just met, but they seemed strangely familiar...

The two stood face to face, and she raised her lips slightly, "What are you daydreaming about? Let's go."

About ten minutes later, the two drove away from the gate of Cheng's house together.

Qin Qianyue, standing next to the flower bed in the front yard, stared coldly at Cheng Ji's attentive care for Shangguan Qing.

It would be fine if he just opened the car door for her himself, but he also had a good driver and was actually driving this woman himself!

She has been with Cheng Ji for ten years and has never enjoyed such treatment!

Why can this woman have it as soon as she comes?

The jealousy in Qin Qianyue's eyes was like a raging fire. She gritted her teeth and blurted out three words, "...Shangguan Qing!"

......

Cheng's house is located on the outskirts of the city, not too far from the beach. After more than half an hour, they arrived at the entrance of Dengqing Antique Shop.

Cheng Ji got out of the car and looked up, attracted by the plaque of the antique shop.

It is made of a whole piece of peach wood, about two meters long and half a meter wide. The texture on it is old and obviously has a long history.

He stared at the name above, lost in thought.

"'Deng Qing', is it the Qing in Shangguan Qing? Is someone waiting for you? Or are you waiting for someone?"

He turned his head and looked at Shangguan Qing, curiosity in his eyes.

Shangguan Qing had just gotten out of the passenger seat and did not reply immediately. She walked straight to the store door in her high heels with an indifferent expression.

The moment his hand grasped the wooden handle on the door, his expression became noticeably darker.

She stood under the wooden plaque, the light from the door shining down on her, like an angel surrounded by a halo.

Shangguan Qing turned around and looked at Cheng Ji.

At this time, the distance between the two was only ten meters.

"I've replaced this wooden handle so many times that I've forgotten how many times this is, but I hope I never have to use it again."

Waiting for you...

Who is waiting for whom? Who can tell?

But at least now, she doesn't want to wait any longer.

Cheng Ji noticed that she was not in a good mood. The loneliness and despair in her made him inexplicably want to walk up to her and hug her.

He had just raised his leg and hadn't put it down when Shangguan Qing smiled with relief.

"Cheng Ji, go ahead and remember to pick me up later."

Cheng Ji finally took back his steps, "Okay."

The sea surface was swallowed up by the dark night, and the Maybach also disappeared into the night.

Shangguan Qing walked into the antique shop and locked the door.

The store is square in shape and very ordinary, nothing special about it. All the antiques displayed in the glass windows can be seen at a glance.

They are said to be antiques, but in fact they are offerings collected by Shangguan Qing in the underworld.

After some people died unjustly, they were afraid that their precious belongings would be coveted by their enemies, so they asked Shangguan Qing to take them away.

From bronze wine cups inlaid with agate from the Qin Dynasty to famous calligraphy and paintings from the Song Dynasty, and even rare objects brought from overseas to the country, they can all be found here.

Because they were offerings from people who had died unjustly, they were more or less tainted with resentment, so Shangguan Qing could neither sell them nor throw them away.

As time went by, she had more and more things. Occasionally, when she recognized the reincarnation of an item's owner, she would return it to make room.

Looking back at the five big characters "Deng Qing Antique Shop", it seems that except for the word "Deng Qing", the three characters "antique shop" are a bit unworthy of the name.

Shangguan Qing pushed open the secret door of the store, and the sundries piled inside disappeared in an instant, turning into a muddy and wet gravel road leading straight into the darkness.

The gravel road was about one meter wide and was shrouded in darkness.

The front was obscured by fog, and nothing could be seen except the red lanterns hanging on both sides of the road, which were emitting a faint green light.

This is what people in the world call the road to hell.

It's also a dead end road.

Shangguan Qing took a deep breath, took a step forward, and as soon as he stepped forward, the fog in front of him dissipated.

A mansion that looks like an ancient government office is looming at the end of the road.

"Do you know to come back and accept the punishment?"

A low voice swept in from all directions, with a strong sense of oppression.

According to the rules of the underworld, one is not allowed to use the powers unique to an official position for personal gain unless it is to punish evildoers. This is like the spinal whip that only the person in charge of the underworld possesses.

She admitted that she had to be punished for breaking the rules.

Shangguan Qing lowered his shoulders and walked towards the Palace of Pluto with firm steps.

Inside the palace.

The Black and White Impermanence stood on both sides of the hall, holding law enforcement staffs in their hands. Hades was leaning above the hall, with his short black hair combed back, wearing a black robe, looking serious, dignified and solemn.

He looks like he is in his thirties, but he lives like a retired man in his fifties or sixties.

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at Shangguan Qing below the hall.

Her spiritual power was almost exhausted. If it weren't for her stubbornness, she would have fallen to the ground.

Hades couldn't help but ask her, "What if he's not the one you're looking for? Is it worth it?"

Shangguan Qing said firmly, "No, he makes me feel different from other men. If I really recognized the wrong person, it's my own fault."

You made your own choice, so don't blame others.

The King of Hell knew that he could not persuade her, so he ordered the two ghosts, Black and White Impermanence, to carry out the execution.

"Let's get started."

The Black and White Impermanence stood on her left and right, holding a two-meter-long law enforcement staff in their hands. The head of the staff was filled with the spiritual power of thunder and lightning, emitting bursts of silver-white light.

Every time Shangguan Qing's back was hit, there was a dull thumping sound and the crackling sound of lightning.

The combination of the two pains is a pain that invades the bone marrow...

And somewhere in the world, someone is executing someone.

Cheng Ji raised his right leg high and kicked open the door of the hotel's presidential suite.

"Bang!"

The door handle hit the wall, leaving a mark.

The man and woman who were having sex in the bedroom stopped immediately, frightened by the noise at the door.