I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 445 Pious

"Maybe not." Chen Ling answered.

"Why?"

"Some people are used to being alone and don't like others to follow them around...especially people from the Dusk Society." Chen Ling's golden mask was mysterious and deep in the black and gold room.

Liu Qingyan looked at the reflection on the marble floor and whispered, "Are you also such a person?"

Chen Ling was slightly stunned.

His first reaction was that Liu Qingyan had seen his true identity, but this idea was quickly rejected... Not to mention that he was wearing a golden mask, the face under the mask was also fake, and he and Liu Qingyan had only met twice, and they were not familiar with each other, so it was impossible for the other party to see through his disguise.

"...Yes."

After getting this answer, Liu Qingyan nodded slightly,

"I understand... Thank you, Special Envoy."

Liu Qingyan pushed the door open and walked out.

The long corridor with mottled light and shadow reappeared in front of her. Liu Qingyan gently closed the door, and the black skirt shuttled silently between the light and shadow with her light footsteps... Her footsteps were very light, as if there was no sound at all, like a ghost in a black skirt.

When she reached the middle of the corridor, Liu Qingyan slowly stopped and looked back at the closed black gold door.

In the middle of the empty corridor, the girl faced the door and knelt on one knee. The black skirt was like a black rose blooming in the light and shadow, and the hazy black hair was scattered on the smooth marble floor... She was like a devout believer, praying to God in the church.

In the reflection of those watery eyes, a red thread that only she could see extended from her heart and connected directly behind the black gold door.

"If you don't want to accept it, Qingyan will not bother you anymore... If I can be your shadow from a distance, it would be enough."

She closed her eyes and murmured something in prayer.

After dozens of seconds, she lifted her skirt and stood up. Finally, she looked at the black gold door and walked straight out of the auction.

...

"Come out."

Seeing the door closed, Chen Ling took off the golden mask on her face and shouted softly to the side.

The next moment, a head covered with white ash popped out from behind the sofa, jumped in front of Chen Ling, pointed at the door and babbled something.

"You mean her?" Chen Ling shrugged, "I'm not familiar with her."

"Ah! Ah, Ah..."

The clown waved his hand, still pointing at the door, then knelt in front of Chen Ling with a plop, pretending to say something, then stood up, turned around and walked behind him.

Chen Ling saw the clown's inexplicable performance, and a puzzled look appeared on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he still opened the door and looked out, but the corridor was empty.

Seeing this, the clown showed a disappointed look on his little face, and helplessly spread his hands at him, with a posture of "you are late".

Chen Ling didn't understand what the clown meant, so he simply sat back on the swivel chair and looked at the time on the wall...

"If nothing unexpected happens, they should be back."

Chen Ling waited for a while, and two figures came in from the window one after another. They were Jian Changsheng and his partner.

It was broad daylight now, and they couldn't get in through the main door. They could only take some side roads. Seeing Jian Changsheng sweating profusely, Chen Ling couldn't help asking:

"How is it? Did you let it go?"

"Done."

Jian Changsheng took a sip of tea and let out a long sigh, "Damn it, you didn't tell me that thing was so big! If we hadn't unlocked the ban in the middle, we really couldn't transport it out of the hotel..."

"When we transported it to the warehouse, we happened to meet someone coming to check. Fortunately, we ran fast and were not discovered by them." Red Heart 9 thought carefully, "However, when they saw the Buddha statue, their expressions were quite interesting."

"It's good that nothing went wrong." Chen Ling nodded slightly.

"However, we did find something!" Jian Changsheng put down the teacup, looking very excited.

"When we were running away, we passed by other warehouses of Huadu Financial Group. There were many cultural relics and calligraphy and paintings in them. Unfortunately, we didn't have time to search carefully... But I think, if the painting is really in Hongchen Main City, it is very likely to fall into the hands of the five major financial groups!"

Chen Ling raised his eyebrows and felt that what Jian Changsheng said made some sense.

Although I don't know what the mystery of the painting is, since even the Dusk Society is looking for it, it must be special. And the ones in Hongchen Main City who have the ability to collect these calligraphy and paintings should be the major financial groups... Although it cannot be guaranteed 100%, if we start from the financial group's treasury, the probability will indeed be higher.

"So what are you going to do?"

"Search the treasure house!" Jian Changsheng said firmly, "Start with the five major financial groups... I don't believe it, I can't complete a single task?"

"But there is still a difference between a warehouse and a treasure house." Chen Ling reminded at the right time, "The treasure houses of the five major financial groups must be strictly guarded, and there are Shinto owners in charge... Are you sure you can sneak in quietly?"

Jian Changsheng was stunned, and then he became a little depressed... And the red heart 9 on the side sneered, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"If you can't sneak in, then just rob! There are not many people in the five major financial groups who can fight, I will kill them all... I am mainly worried that the noise will be too loud and will attract the people from [Fushenghui]."

Chen Ling:...

Chen Ling suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to unban these two people...especially the 9 of Hearts. This guy was already suppressed with the ban before, and now he is like a wild horse that is always looking for opportunities to do something. A game to release the depression in your heart. The two of them were able to restrain themselves when they were banned, but now he was afraid that these two guys would directly overturn the main city of Hongchen.

The organization is asking you to establish a firm foothold and prepare a stronghold, not to punch a hole in the main city!

"...Well, I have an idea."

Chen Ling thought for a while and came up with a way to get the best of both worlds, "Even if you can make the consortium turn upside down and steal the treasures in front of others, if you make such troubles several times in a row, other consortia will definitely be on guard and even set up a device. I'll lay a trap for you to fall into a trap, or secretly remove valuable treasures... If you rush into the treasure house after exhausting your efforts and find that there is a room full of explosives waiting for you, you will be in trouble. "

Chen Ling tried to awaken the 9 of Hearts' reason in a persuasive way, but the latter seemed to really start to think seriously, and then responded:

"...They can't kill me."

Then, he patted the confused Jian Changsheng on the shoulder and smiled confidently: "It won't kill him!"

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