The basement of the new house actually has quite a history; it was the result of Lin Chengyu's personal efforts after he bought the villa.
He not only hired more than a dozen strong bodyguards, but also personally directed them to dig out the basement.
The purpose of doing this is to stockpile some essential living supplies, such as food and clean water.
After all, no one can predict what will happen in the future, so it's always good to be prepared.
Another important reason is to prevent emergencies like today's from occurring.
In case of danger or emergency, you can quickly hide in the basement to ensure your safety.
It's worth mentioning that there's a long and hidden underground passage next to this basement.
This passageway extends all the way to a small courtyard not far away.
That seemingly ordinary little courtyard was actually a property that Lin Chengyu had purchased under someone else's name.
Such meticulous design demonstrates his thorough consideration and meticulous thinking.
After safely hiding his wife and children in the basement, Lin Chengyu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
At that moment, he knew clearly that he absolutely could not panic in the face of such a dangerous situation.
Lin Chengyu began to think about countermeasures, and he decided to send a few bodyguards out to scout out the situation.
The waiting time seemed exceptionally long. Lin Chengyu paced back and forth in the basement, his heart filled with worry.
Song Ziqing stared at Xiao Chengcheng and Xiao Yu'er and found that the two little children were perfectly normal even after they changed their sleeping place.
She then turned her gaze to Lin Chengyu and comforted him, "Ayu, you don't need to worry. Just treat those people as thieves and let them search the house. As long as they can't find the painting, they might give up."
Lin Chengyu, however, disagreed, shaking his head and saying, "How could those people let this go? They probably firmly believe the news that the scroll is in our hands."
It seems we need to find a way to spread the word that the scroll has been stolen by the Hongmen, the Sankougumi, and the Black Head Gang.
The rumors were a mix of truth and falsehood, a blend of reality and illusion, which was how those people might come to believe them.
"Brilliant plan!" Song Ziqing's eyes lit up. "But how can we get this information to those people's ears?"
Lin Chengyu pondered for a moment and said, "I have recently made some acquaintances in the martial arts world, and I can use them to spread the news. However, this is far from enough; we need a wider range of channels for dissemination."
"How about we try telegram?" Song Ziqing suggested.
“Excellent.” Lin Chengyu nodded in agreement. “We can send telegrams directly from home to spread the false information. The more people who know, the safer we will be.”
The two hit it off immediately and decided to proceed with the plan.
Meanwhile, the bodyguards brought back the latest updates from outside.
"Boss, those people are still searching the house thoroughly. It seems they won't give up until they find the scroll," one of the bodyguards reported.
Lin Chengyu's eyes were like knives, and he coldly snorted, "Hmph, let them go find it. We'll proceed step by step and see who has more patience in the end."
"The scroll has already fallen into the hands of the Hongmen. The Hongmen has branches all over the world, and its influence is everywhere. Many people and things hidden within it are unknown to outsiders."
Song Ziqing genuinely felt that the so-called treasure and the secret to immortality were far too troublesome, and to her they were like a chicken bone—useless and useless.
Lin Chengyu nodded in agreement, also believing that the Hongmen was the most suitable scapegoat.
“There’s no time to lose, let’s get started on sending the telegram immediately,” he said decisively.
So Lin Chengyu and Song Ziqing went to the telegraph machine in the basement and began to draft the telegram.
They cleverly wove a seemingly true story, shifting the ownership of the painting to three criminal organizations.
As the "beep beep beep" sound rang out, telegrams were sent to every corner.
Lin Chengyu and Song Ziqing were overjoyed, hoping that the false information would work and help them overcome their current predicament.
However, at this moment, whether the group outside will believe these rumors or give up their search for the painting remains uncertain.
Then, just two days later, Song Ziqing received a message from Uncle Wang, informing him that the plan he and his wife had devised had worked—the guests from the Sun Country next door had quietly checked out and left.
Moreover, Wang Bo also stated that the information they initially obtained was flawed. It turned out that the ancient Egyptian "Book of the Dead of Ani" only involved a treasure map, and the mystery of immortality had its own origin.
Therefore, in the days that followed, Song Ziqing's family returned to a peaceful and tranquil life.
Many martial arts practitioners embarked on a journey to find the secret to immortality.
As the days went by, Lin Chengyu and Song Ziqing gradually felt at ease.
"Ah Yu, what do you really think about that so-called secret to immortality? I just don't feel quite right with it. We've poured a lot of well water from our ring space into the wells of several villas in Hong Kong!"
The elderly, children, and bodyguards in the family all know that this well water is exceptionally good. Wouldn't they question its miraculous effects?
Song Ziqing secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he had only added a little space well water to the well in his own villa. If scientific instruments were used to test it, they probably wouldn't be able to find anything wrong.
Perhaps the most we'll discover is that this well water contains a fairly rich amount of minerals, and that drinking it over a long period might have some health benefits!
However, to what extent can it actually bring benefits? Probably no one can give a definitive answer!
Nevertheless, Song Ziqing remained deeply worried. She was afraid that with so many people in her household, the good condition of the well water might easily spread, attracting the attention of some unscrupulous individuals who might then try to get their hands on the well water in her villa.
What worries her most is that if those with malicious intent exaggerate the effects of the well water, it would be tantamount to inducing others to commit crimes!
Seeing this, Lin Chengyu quickly comforted her, saying, "Don't be afraid, Qing'er. As long as we act carefully and don't give anything away, there shouldn't be any major problems."
Moreover, those so-called martial arts practitioners may not actually be able to find the true path to immortality. Even if such extraordinary things exist in this world, they are not easily found by these martial arts figures.
Song Ziqing nodded slightly in agreement, but the anxiety and unease deep in her heart never completely dissipated.
After careful consideration, and just to be on the safe side, she decided to maintain a low profile in the future and not let people easily pay attention to her and her husband.
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