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The light in the hall was dark, and the temperature dropped a bit.

After looking around, I finally found a sign with the company name next to the elevator.

Most of the floors in the building were empty. From a few sparse names, I saw the floors of random deposit companies.

Top 14th floor.

The old elevator swayed upwards, making clanging noises from time to time. Standing in it was really scary, for fear that the elevator would fall down the next moment.

There is only one company on the 14th floor, and you can see the sign hanging at the door as soon as you get out of the elevator.

The decoration is antique, and the calligraphy style fonts on the sign are also flying and phoenixes, which looks very old-fashioned.

The entire floor was silent. If the door hadn't been open, it wouldn't have looked like it was in business.

As I walked through the door, I smelled a nice scent of sandalwood.

There is a high counter at the entrance, blocking the view and preventing you from seeing what's going on inside.

The counter is made of solid wood, which seems to be the finest pear wood. The stained wood grain reveals the vicissitudes of time. There is a small incense burner on the countertop, and the green smoke is floating away. The scent of sandalwood comes from here.

"Sir, would you like to deposit something?"

I was about to ask if anyone was there, when a pale face silently poked out from the counter, startling me.

She was a dignified-looking woman, with black hair tied back, wearing a red cheongsam, looking down at me with a standard polite smile.

It looks good, but I can’t say what’s weird about it.

"How do you store items here?"

"As long as you can give us what we need, everything in the world can survive." When the front desk spoke, he still maintained that standard smile.

Can everything in this world survive? This is quite loud.

And not giving money?

I raised my eyebrows: "What do you need?"

"Do you want to store your items now? We will tell you when you store them."

"Let me think about it first! You collect everything. Is it safe to leave the valuables here?"

"Our store is the safest place in the world. The items stored there have never been lost, so customers can rest assured."

The facial features on the front desk's face are as standard as those drawn, with perfect proportions, but when combined together they give people a stiff feeling.

Only her head was exposed on the counter. No body or limbs could be seen, which gave people the illusion that I was communicating with a human head.

"Then how do I get something?"

"Just have the key."

"As long as you have the key, you can take it. No password or identity verification is required? This is too sloppy!"

"Our store keys cannot be copied. Keys are the best proof of identity."

At this time, I finally knew something was wrong at the front desk.

When talking to her, the amplitude of her smile did not change at all, as if her face was frozen. This is something that normal people cannot do.

Moreover, her eyes were lifeless and she looked like a fake.

"Is this key yours?" I thought for a moment, took out the key Song Yalan gave me, raised my hand and showed it to her.

The shape of the key is very unique, made of pure copper, like an ancient style.

"Yes, would you like to ask the guest officer to take away the stored items now? Once the same items are taken away, they cannot be deposited again. You only have one chance, please think carefully." The receptionist turned his neck and glanced at the key in my hand.

Her eyes seemed unable to move, and she could only move her head little by little like an owl. This stiff movement combined with that perfect smile made her look even weirder.

"No, thank you, I'll think about it again." I quickly left the building with my heart pounding.

Standing under the building, I looked up at the 14th floor.

It was dark inside the window and nothing could be seen.

After thinking about it, I silently recited the mantra in my mind and opened my eyes to look at the building.

But what surprised me was that this building had no color at all. Instead, it had an unreal feeling, as if it didn't belong to this world.

Song Yalan chose to store important clues here because it is not simple.

Can everything in the world survive?

On the way back, I kept thinking about this sentence and wondering if I should store some important items here?

But the weird front desk didn't tell me what payment they needed, but it was obviously not something mundane like money. What could it be?

Unsure of what the cost would be, I dismissed the idea for now.

Instead of going back to the village in the city, I took a taxi to the suburbs and found a farmhouse, planning to stay there for two days until the trouble with Zhang Datou was over before I could go home.

The scenery here is beautiful, the environment is pleasant, and no one disturbs me. I can just be clean for a few days and practice palm thunder.

The thunder in my palm works sometimes and sometimes not, because I am short of true energy.

For example, it's like playing a game. If you don't have enough mana, of course you won't be able to use your skills.

I hope that the next live broadcast will reward me with a Qi training book.

With a wry smile, I practiced cross-legged in bed throughout the day and didn't stop until dusk.

After having a simple dinner at the farmhouse, I went out for a walk to stretch my muscles before the sun set.

As I walked, I thought about who the Dao Master in Beicheng District was.

I don't usually hang out in the street, and I have never dealt with such people, so how could I offend him?

If you want to understand the reason, you must first find out who this person is.

I found a relatively clean stone to sit on on the side of the road. I searched for local private investigators on my phone and chose one that looked reliable.

After paying the deposit, Mr. Dao's information was sent to me in less than ten minutes. I was surprised by the speed.

However, after reading Master Dao’s information, I understand why it happened so quickly.

Beicheng Daoye, whose real name is Shi Lei, is one of the top street figures in Dongzhou City. He worked as a slave in the early years and was known for his ruthless tactics. He had a long scar on his face, so he was called Master Dao.

Beicheng District belongs to his territory, but he has rarely been seen outside in recent years. It seems that he has washed his hands and become a serious businessman. He opened some of the most famous bars in Bar Street.

Probably because of his fame, many private investigators have ready-made information about him.

Beicheng District Bar Street?

I have only been to that place once, when I was helping Han Wenshan investigate the strange tattoos on his son.

Could it be that Dao Jinfeng knew this Dao Master and she used his power to seek revenge on me? She couldn't chew this thigh of the Han family, so she spread her hatred on my head?

But it's not right. Not only did I ruin her dream of marrying into a wealthy family, but I also burned the Heart-Eating Gu. She should be wishing that I was dead. How could it be so easy to just ask a few gangsters to teach me a lesson?

Not her.

I have nothing to do with people like Master Dao. The person I offend is definitely not him himself, but someone related to him.

He is also considered a figure, and the one who can use him to deal with me must be a more powerful person in Dongzhou City.