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"Husband, why is there a basement underneath?"

Chen Ying also walked down and looked at the basement in surprise.    br>

When she saw the broken stone statue in front of her, she frowned, and then she found an iron box on the ground.

Wenba was staring blankly at the iron box on the ground, his face turned very pale.

"Husband, is there anything in this iron box?"

Chen Ying asked tightly.

"It's gone, it's gone, it's dead now..."

The literary barbarian's face turned pale and kept muttering to himself.

"What's gone?"

Chen Ying asked quickly.

Wenba did not answer Chen Ying, but kept staring at the iron box on the ground. After a while, he stood up: "Who stole it?"

"Dad, how could there be a basement here? What happened?"

Wen Yang's voice sounded.

Wenba looked back and soon he saw Liu Shi and Yang Tian behind Wen Yang.

His eyes were staring at Yang Tian: "Yang Tian, ​​where were you just now?"

"I was in the hall with Liu Shi just now, what's wrong?"

Yang Tian's face was very calm.

"You must have stolen it!"

But the Wenba bit to death and Yang Tian stole it. He walked up and grabbed Yang Tian's collar tightly.

"Dad, what are you going to do to your elder brother?"

Wen Yang became anxious.

"You must have stole my Lingzhi!"

The literary tyrant yelled at Yang Tian.

Bang!

Yang Tian ran his spiritual breath and slapped the Wenba's hand away with just a slap: "Uncle, I don't know what you are talking about, but if you dare to do anything to me, I will naturally not be polite!"

"There are only a few of us in this villa. It was not yours, but who stole it?"

Wenba shouted.

"The old butler and Guo Ying didn't leave just now, why don't you say they stole it?"

Yang Tian smiled coldly.

"Wait for me, I have video surveillance!"

As Wenba said, he walked towards the computer next to him. He turned on the computer and immediately called out the video from the basement channel.

"What is going on? Husband, what exactly is missing? How could it be Xiaotian stole it?"

Chen Ying hurriedly walked up.

Everyone started watching the surveillance video.

But what made Wenba frown was that he had just adjusted the whole process, but found nothing.

In the video, the wall was broken, and then a figure flashed, but the appearance was impossible to see clearly.

"What's going on? Is it a ghost?"

The literary tyrant became anxious.

He tuned out all the videos of the past hour and played them from scratch, but still couldn't see who walked into the basement.

Just a figure flashed by.

This basement has only cameras installed on the passageway and is not installed indoors.

So the literary master has no idea what happened in the past hour.

"Dad, if you don't have evidence, you can't say that it was stolen by your elder brother!"

Wen Yang said directly.

Wenba frowned, his eyes full of displeasure, but he said nothing, but just looked at Wen Yang and Yang Tian coldly, and then walked out.

"Xiaotian, ignore him! He is crazy!"

Chen Ying started to curse.

"Let's go out first..."

Yang Tian said something and pulled Liu Shi out.

As soon as I walked out of the hall, I heard bursts of crackling sounds.

I saw the Wenba lose his temper in the hall, picking up a vase, ashtray, and a glass table, and smashing it hard on the ground.

"What are your nerves!"

Chen Ying shouted at Wenba.

Seeing that Wenba was still smashing furniture, Chen Ying walked up to stop it, but Wenba pushed it away: "Stinky woman, do you know if you're dead this time? As long as the thorn is exposed, we will be finished!"

"What the hell are you talking about? What is Lingzhi? What are you doing wrong?"

Chen Ying said sternly.

A sneer flashed in Yang Tian's eyes next to him.

This literary tyrant is indeed guilty. This thorn is extremely likely related to something that happened to Chen Zheng five years ago.

Although Yang Tian didn't know what the situation was like for this Lingzhi, if it was handed over to Chen Tianlong, there would definitely be an answer.

But Yang Tian was not in a hurry either.

The literary barbarian vented in the hall, and then drove out, not knowing who to look for.

"Xiaotian, today is really unfortunate, let you see this scene..."

Chen Ying felt a little sorry.

"fine……"

Yang Tian shook his head and gave a look at Liu Shi. Then he walked into the room and locked the door.

He took out the thorn from his arms.

There was still a trace of solidified blood on this thorn, which was already in its age.

I'm afraid this thorn should have stabbed people and left blood.

But Yang Tian didn't know who the blood was from.

He did not destroy the blood on it, but instead ran the perspective eye technique and stumbled into the sting.

Soon, he discovered a miniature button under the thorn.

He touched it with his spiritual breath and saw a piece of the thorn popping up, with a word carved on it.

But this word is a bit vague.

Yang Tianyi's spiritual breath was erased, and soon the word was presented.

It is the word "女".

"Ming? What does it mean?"

Yang Tian shook his head, still full of doubts about this thorn. He was not the person involved, so of course he didn't know anything.

He put away the Lingshu and found an opportunity to hand it over to Chen Tianlong.

I believe Chen Tianlong should know about this thorn.

Thinking of this, Yang Tian hurriedly walked out of the room and found Chen Ying: "Aunt Chen, do you have the phone number of Mr. Chen here? Please give it to me."

"Um."

Chen Ying quickly gave Chen Tianlong's mobile phone number to Yang Tian.

Yang Tian got the number, walked out of the balcony, and called Chen Tianlong directly. After the phone call, Chen Tianlong's thick voice rang out: "Who?"

"Yang Tian."

"Xiaotian? What's the matter with me?"
To be continued...