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Zhou Xuanji looked at the box in front of him, and Ling'er's actions just now appeared in his mind. Although she said it simple, as long as she did not make any mistakes in any step, the oscillation lock would be opened. However, if you want to make any mistakes in any step, and the power and frequency were controlled just right, this is a legend in itself.

That kind of aesthetic technique looks absolutely a visual enjoyment, with a bit of a craftsmanship.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Xuanji slowly opened the box. The inside and the outside of the box also had a bit of antique flavor. Obviously, he had put a lot of effort into making it.

Moreover, the box itself is quite sturdy, with steel panels wrapped under the wooden structure, and then a layer of wooden structure, which is equivalent to a three-layer design. It is impossible to break it with brute force. Even if it is broken, the things in the entire box will probably be destroyed.

At this moment, he could see clearly the entire face of the three locks. There were many dense parts inside, which were extremely delicate, like parts of a mechanical watch. However, Ling'er did not use violence when unlocking the lock, so the lock itself was still quite complete.

But his attention was just a look on the lock and moved away. In the center of the box, a dagger was quietly lying, and the bottom of the dagger was padded with a piece of silk cloth.

The dagger is black all over and looks inconspicuous. The silk cloth is golden and has some dragon and phoenix patterns embroidered on it, which looks quite valuable.

When Zhou Xuanji picked up the dagger gently, his eyes shrank. The dagger was not heavy, but it was a hint of coldness. Most people could not recognize this chill. Only people like him who had truly experienced killing would understand that this was murderous aura.

Moreover, the seemingly inconspicuous dagger was a bit sharp. He pulled out one of his hair and blew it gently at the dagger, and his hair broke directly.

At the bottom of the box, there is a cover for inserting a dagger. The inside is made of soft plastic, and the outside is wrapped in cowhide, which looks a bit antique.

Zhou Xuanji inserted the dagger into the condom and fitted it just right. Then he brought the dagger into the bedroom and placed it directly in the bedside table. Then he covered the box and placed it on the bookshelf on one side. For him, this dagger was indeed what he liked. Every person walking in the dark had such a handy weapon.

But now he can no longer use it, and for him, it doesn't matter what he uses. Anything can become his weapon when he comes to his hands, and the killing effect is as amazing.

The phone rang at this time, and when Song Xuande's voice sounded again: "Mr. Zhou Xuanji, I guess you have received the gift from me?"

"I received it, but I don't understand what it means to give me a dagger?" Zhou Xuanji replied lightly, but his voice was a bit sharp.

Song Xuande sighed in an old voice: "Mr. Zhou, I just let this dagger find its owner. I believe that no one in this world is more suitable for having it than you. Moreover, I understand now that Ling'er looks really there."

Zhou Xuanji's heart moved, and finally realized: "I understand. You gave me this box just to verify whether Ling'er is here. It seems that you have put a lot of effort into it. However, I don't like this method very much. If you don't want to give me an explanation, then I don't mind leaving Song Yunsheng, Song Shuiqi and Jiang Qingliu here."

Because this matter involves Ling'er, Zhou Xuanji's voice exudes a bitter murderous aura. This girl who can touch the point deep in his heart is one of the people he cherishes the most now. He doesn't want any changes to affect her life. Even if he kills a group of people because of this, he doesn't care.

"Mr. Zhou, don't get me wrong. Actually, I don't have any malice towards Ling'er. Since I have expressed my sincerity, I will not do anything else. Originally, I really value Ling'er very much. Her talent for unlocking is beyond the reach of anyone. If nothing unexpected happens, Ling'er will enter my Song family this year and become the fourth child of my Song family. A person like Cheng Yong is really unworthy of teaching her.

But because of you, I was ready to let go. With you here, I would not have let her be wronged. But I didn’t know the exact whereabouts of Ling'er before. I didn’t dare to investigate this matter. I believe that if someone is sent to find Ling'er, those people will definitely evaporate in the world, so I can only make this bad decision. Please forgive me. I really have no other intention.

And I think there is something you will be very interested in. Ling'er's original surname is Feng, you should not know this? With Cheng Yong's death, many Ling'er's secrets have also disappeared. But before I wanted to accept Ling'er as my adopted daughter, I learned some of the situation from Cheng Yong. She was the child selected by Cheng Yong from the hands of human traffickers. I will sort out the specific information. In a few days, I will call a courier and deliver it directly to your hands, but you should not have too much expectations. This information is not complete, and you still need to find the rest of the matter yourself."

Song Xuande explained in an orderly manner, but through such means, Zhou Xuanji was calmed down just right. After all, these things were all related to Ling'er.

Zhou Xuanji narrowed his eyes and listened to his words. The old man's words were very stable, but with a bit of transparency. He was obviously a real human spirit and had long been used to seeing the glitz of the world.

Moreover, he also expressed his confidence in this way. Although he did not want to have conflicts with Zhou Xuanji, he was not afraid of him. This was just a way of compromise. He hoped that both sides could live in peace.

"Old Song, since everything is for Ling'er, then this time I will accept your love. As a junior, I will also say thank you. Next time, if the thief needs me, I might as well say it."

Zhou Xuanji paused and then spoke. The taste of his speech was as calm as ever. This indifference exuded a taste similar to Song Xuande, which was all of the types with rich experiences.

Song Xuande laughed, his laughter was full of vicissitudes, but he had a sense of understanding. After laughing, he responded: "Mr. Zhou is indeed a person with temperament. Well, I have accepted your promise. What we need is friends like you. If you have the chance to come to Kyoto, let's have a few drinks together."

"Okay, then I'll thank you in advance." Zhou Xuanji responded, and even said nothing else, he cut off the contact.
Chapter completed!