As
Â
theÂ
p
halanx otherworldly item case wasÂ
completed
, I used the commission from Lin Qiusheng to pick a top JaguarÂ
R
oadster from a 4S store. It was the reward IÂ
had given
 myself.Â
It
 was worth mentioning that with theÂ
connections
 from the Circle, I soon found a suitable owner for the phalanx.Â
She was an international model with anorexia. Since sheÂ
had to walk alongÂ
theÂ
catwalk every day
, she had to strictly control her diet, which resulted in her bony figure. She didn’tÂ
feel like
Â
eating
 orÂ
drinking anymore
,
Â
and she was about to die.Â
I considered her case.Â
SheÂ
didn’tÂ
feel like
Â
eating
 orÂ
drinking
, and the phalanx would make people
Â
swallow as much food as possible. It was the right treatmentÂ
for her
 sickness, wasn’t it?Â
That
 was
 why the deal was completed quickly. I heard that afterÂ
the model
 got the phalanx,Â
she
 began to eat a lot. Within one month, she had gained fifty pounds. SheÂ
boasted that I was
 her great benefactor
, and
 sheÂ
had
 a new favorite dish
, which was t
urtle soup. People then startedÂ
referring
 to her as Miss Turtle Soup.Â
Today, while I was brushing dust off the antiques in my shop, a white Lamborghini drove into the antique street. I took a glanceÂ
at it
 and spotted the plate number
. ItÂ
was licensed in Shanxi.Â
J
ust this license
Â
plate alone was much more expensive than my entry-levelÂ
sports
 car.Â
Many tycoons in Shanxi got
 rich from coal. Moreover, they liked to collect antiques to show their taste and level of prestige.Â
It seemedÂ
someone was driving a superb car onto this antique street to shop around.Â
I scurried around my shop toÂ
display
 some antiques at the most eye-catching positions on the shelves.Â
This
 could be a meaty lamb
;Â
I wouldÂ
feel
 sorry if I didn’t chop it off today! Â
The
 antique business was some sort of scam. If youÂ
encountered an
 expert in the field, a real antique could maybeÂ
fetch
 enough to buy tea. ButÂ
i
f you were lucky and got someÂ
ignorant and filthy rich customer,
 youÂ
w
ouldÂ
feel
 sorry if you didn’tÂ
rip
 them off.Â
Those big bosses collected antiques just to show off. They wouldn’t mind the prices. Moreover, if the price was high, they could brag aboutÂ
that as well
.Â
After presenting all the antiques, I sat down calmly at the door of my shop
. I heldÂ
a cup of jasmine tea from which I leisurely took sips.Â
Chuyi liked jasmine tea the most. I heard that he didn’t
 like
 to drink boiled water
,
 soft drinks, or alcoholic drinks
, so he settled on
 jasmine tea.Â
I slowlyÂ
seemed to have inherited his habit.Â
As soon as the teaÂ
went
 intoÂ
my
 mouth, the clear, refreshing scent stormed toÂ
my
 nostrils. It felt so comfortably good that I couldn’t talk.Â
In this antique business, except for a sharp
 andÂ
quick tongue, you would need to pretend to be bold and aloof as well.Â
I
t couldÂ
give you the air of
 an awesome expert.
Soon, I heard rapid footsteps outside. I was cheered up instantly
.
 The fish got hooked!Â
As soon as I was about to greet them, I heard a hoarse voice.Â
“Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhang Jiulin?”Â
I lifted my head and saw aÂ
manÂ
around fifty years old. He was looking at me with opaque eyes. At first glance, he looked haggard. From his hurried gait, I knew he wasn’t here to buy antiques. He needed my help.Â
I stood up and answered, “I am Zhang Jiulin. Why do you want to see me?”Â
The middle-aged man didn’t say anything. HeÂ
s
trangely
Â
clapped his hands. Two bodyguards wearing sunglasses immediately placed a box on my counter. They opened it. The box was packed with stacks of RMB notes! There should be one or two million in cash!Â
The bodyguards pushed the boxes toward me. “Here’s the deposit.”Â
If this had happened when I had just entered this business, I would have fainted in awe. But as the number of cases I had acceptedÂ
became
 greater and greater, one million in cash wasn’t enough to trouble my sanity. Moreover, I understood well that theÂ
higher
 the payment was, the tougher the case would be.Â
I i
ndifferently
Â
pushed the box back. “Sir, could you tell me what happened first?”Â
When I asked that, the middle-aged man squatted and began to weep silently. He couldn’tÂ
form
 a sentence even after a long time. I hurriedly pulled him up and guided him to the sofa
, giving
 him some tissues.Â
After a long time, the middle-aged man finally pulled himself together. With red eyes, he introduced himself
.
 “Mr. Zhang, I am Jiang Teng. This time, I have come to beg you to take revenge for my son!”
Then, he shakily took out a stack of papers from a document file
 and handedÂ
them to me.Â
It seemed he didn’t want to recall the painful memory. He sniffed a few times
, then
 made up his mind and asked his bodyguard to talk to me. Still weeping, he walked outside.
The bodyguard sighed
.
 “Mister Zhang, please forgive our Chairman. His son ha
s
 justÂ
passed away
. HeÂ
hasn’t
Â
stabilized
 his emotions yet.”Â
I couldn’t blame him. In this world, there was nothing more painful than saying goodbye to your children. I took a glanceÂ
at Jiang
 Teng
, who was
 standing outside my shop. Both of his hands covered his face
. Hi
s shoulders heaved up and down. He wasÂ
filled with
 mournful sadness.Â
The bodyguardÂ
saw that I was
 absent-minded,Â
so he
 called me and asked me to read the document I was given.Â
When I opened the file, I wasÂ
startled and
 almostÂ
threw
 it away. It wasn’tÂ
a
 written document. It wasÂ
the
 photo of a bloody dead body!Â
In the photo, t
he body la
idÂ
across the bed. The head was smashed like a blasted watermelon. Chunks of white brain matter were scattered on the ground. From the way the body was dressed,Â
the victim
Â
was
 a fashionable
Â
young man.Â
Behind the photo was the forensic report. The deceased was named Jiang Guanguan. The cause of death was being hit byÂ
a
 blunt weapon. He died immediately.Â
I closed the document
 and
 slowly ask
ed,Â
“Did you confirm that it wasn’tÂ
the doing of a
 human being?”Â
The bodyguard nodded. “After we found the body, we
 immediately
 called the police. They found no signs of theÂ
crime
 being committed by a human. We
’veÂ
checked all the cameras around the villa
, and w
e didn’t find any suspects entering or leaving the villa. Moreover…” The bodyguard wiped the cold sweatÂ
off
 his forehead then continued, “According to the forensic report, our Young Master only got hit once, but the attack was strong enough that his head was completelyÂ
smashed
.”Â
I finally understood it. The skull was the toughestÂ
part of
 the human skeleton. Ordinary people would never be able to blast someone’s head with only one blow. ItÂ
seemed to have been committedÂ
byÂ
an
 evi
l
 spirit.Â
“Mr. Zhang, what do you think?” The bodyguard gingerly called me as I had kept silent for quite a long time.Â
When I saw the photo, I had decided to accept this case.Â
It was a
n otherworldly item that dared to kill people in broad daylight. Subduing it was the responsib
ility of anÂ
otherworldly merchant.Â
Jiang Teng walked into the shop. He was touched when I
Â
agreed to work on his son’s case. “Mr. Zhang, when can youÂ
start
? Please take revenge for my son!”Â
I understood his restless, worried mind. “I
’llÂ
collect some stuff, then we can go.”
While collecting my tools, I texted Li Mazi and Yin Xinyue
 and toldÂ
them that I had accepted a case and that I needed to go on a business trip for a few days. They shouldn’t be worried about me.Â
After collecting all the things I needed, I went downstairs and saw that every
one
Â
was waiting inÂ
the car. When I got into the car, I saw Jiang TengÂ
look
 at me
. It seemed
 he wanted to tell me something. However, he didn’t say anything.Â
“What’s wrong?” I thought something had happened while I wasÂ
fetching my belongings
.Â
Unexpectedly, he said, “Please forgive me for what IÂ
did
 when I first entered your shop. I couldn’t think of anything else as my son ha
s
 left me forever.”Â
I waved my hand. “I understand aÂ
parent’s heart
.Â
N
o worries
, Sir
.”Â
Jiang Teng calmed down and told his driver to depart.Â
Along
 the way, I took the chance to ask Jiang Teng to tell me
 about
 the situations before and after the murder case. As Jiang Teng had calmed hisÂ
emotions
, he started to tell me the details
. H
isÂ
voice was low
 and still hurtful.Â
The day before the murder was Jiang Guanguan’s birthday. He had gone out to enjoy the day with his friends
. H
eÂ
returned
 home in the wee hours. Â
When his son came home, Jiang Teng was still working. That
 wasÂ
why he remembered this detail. At that time, his son was so drunk that he didn’tÂ
understand
 anything. The servant in the house had to support him to go to his room.Â
“Whenever my son got drunk, he would behave crazily. This time, he was so quiet. He hardly talked. After around ten minutes, I was worried about him, so I went to his room to check.
Â
I didn’t… I had never thought that my son, Guanguan…”Â
Jiang Teng almostÂ
broke
 down when he came to this part. With red eyes, he whined and blamed himself
.
 “If I hadÂ
gone
 to check on him earlier, he wouldn’t have died…” Â
From what he had just shared, I knew it mustÂ
have been
 done byÂ
some
 spirit. AnÂ
o
rdinaryÂ
person
 wouldn’tÂ
have beenÂ
able to killÂ
a
 manÂ
in
Â
such a
 short time and erase all the evidence.Â
I didn’t askÂ
for more information
 as I was afraid that Jiang Teng would feel
 even more down
. I closed my eyes and rested.Â
Early the next morning, we arrived in Taiyuan City. As the car was crossing the viaduct, I looked through the window. The aura of a city with a thousand years of history welcomed me. It was truly an ancient city where every blade of grass and brick contained interesting stories.Â
After the car drove off the viaduct, we headed East for a long time before pulling to a full stop in front of a five-star hotel. I looked at the hotel and felt weird. Since Jiang Teng was so worried, I thought he would take me directly to his house.Â
Jiang Teng’s countenance was strange. “I have some urgent business to attend to. I was worried that you would feel tired, so I got you a room here. Don’t worry about the expenses. Please understand my situation.”
I remembered that he got a call on the way here. I was half-sleeping at that time, so I didn’t catch the content of his call. I remembered that he needed to go back to solve something, and it seemed to be very urgent.Â
Still, what would be more important than taking revenge for his son?Â
Yesterday, he had cried his heart out and wanted to slash the murderer a thousand times. But today, he had pulled himself together, and he could now deal with his business errands with such a cold face…Â
I indifferently bid him farewell then entered the hotel with the bodyguard. Â