"Mr. Liu, do you live in an office building?" Luoyang asked casually when getting off the car.
Liu Youshui replied calmly: "The houses you have seen before are all mine. You can live wherever you want, but it is not as convenient as living here."
"Mr. Liu is really a very enterprising person. No wonder you are so successful." Luoyang deliberately said something nice.
Liu Youshui smiled calmly.
Jiang Yue pushed the wheelchair into the building.
The three security guards at the door bowed in unison.
There were originally four of them, and one of them drove away the Cullinan that Jiang Yue had parked at the door.
There are four security guards in the lobby inside the building, two at the front desk and the other two in front of an elevator. These eight security guards are all young, have a strong aura, and are quite strong. They are obviously not ordinary security guards.
It was already dark, and there were still so many people guarding the place. Luoyang felt that this was the right place.
The elevator has only one button and goes directly to the 59th floor.
This is obviously a dedicated elevator.
Jiang Yue clicked the button for the 59th floor, and the elevator went up.
Wang Ziyan reached out and poked the button.
Wang Ansong hurriedly grabbed her hand, but she opened her mouth and bit Wang Ansong's wrist.
Luoyang said: "Let go of your father and come to me."
Wang Ziyan let go of Wang Ansong's hand and retreated to Luoyang's side.
The other three people in the elevator were already used to this situation. Wang Ziyan listened to Luoyang's words all the way here, and she was in a state of complete prohibition.
The 59th floor has arrived.
As soon as the elevator door opened, the two security guards standing at the door bowed in unison.
In front of the elevator door is a corridor, twenty or thirty meters long. At the end of the corridor there is a gray antique door with a stone lion on each side. There is also a dragon carved on the doorpost, showing its teeth and claws very domineeringly. A plaque is hung on the beam of the door,
The two characters "Liu Mansion" in the letter are written vigorously and powerfully, with cleverness hidden in the clumsiness. It was probably written by a master of calligraphy.
Not surprisingly, there were two security guards at the door.
Luoyang pretended to sigh and said: "This is the 59th floor. When you read it backwards, it is the number 95. In front of Mr. Liu's house are stone lions and dragons are carved on the doorposts. This is the layout of the Nine-Five Lord. This residence must be for someone."
Was it designed by a Feng Shui master?"
Liu Youshui glanced at Luoyang, who was walking next to the wheelchair, and said lightly: "It is true that a Feng Shui master was invited to see this residence, but compared to you, that Feng Shui master is nothing."
Luoyang smiled: "Everyone has his own expertise, there is no distinction between superior and inferior."
A group of five people entered the door.
The interior space is spacious, and a large amount of precious wood and stone are used, making it noble and luxurious.
Luoyang secretly used his spiritual power to intervene in the spirit body of the ancestral witch, and entered a super-sensory state. He sensed and explored everything around him. He knew the positions of several surveillance cameras one by one. He even felt the location of the surveillance terminal, which was in a room at the end of the corridor.
inside.
There was another person in that room. Based on the analysis of the captured odor, that person should be a man, at least sixty years old. Older people's bodies will emit an old person's smell, which is easy to identify.
"Master Luo, do you think this place is suitable?" Liu Youshui asked.
Luoyang said: "No hurry, can I have a look around?"
Liu Youshui nodded, and then glanced at Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue let go of the push handle of the wheelchair and came to Luoyang's side: "Wherever you want to see, I will take you there."
This situation was not unexpected by Luoyang at all. He replied: "Thank you, let's just take a look."
But before Luoyang could move his legs and go somewhere, Wang Ziyan suddenly ran in front of Liu Youshui, held her paws in both hands, and made a face: "Wow! The ghost is coming!"
Liu Youshui's face showed a dumbfounded expression.
Wang Ansong hurriedly scolded: "Zi Yan, don't mess around."
He reached out to grab Wang Ziyan's hand, but Wang Ziyan ran away.
This time, Luoyang did not use the Feather Blade Eye mobile phone to remotely control Wang Ziyan to stand or sit down. Wang Ziyan entangled Liu Youshui and Wang Ansong, which also distracted Jiang Yue. She was giving him an assist. How could he stop him?
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Luoyang walked towards the corridor at the end of the living room. At the end of the corridor there was a staircase leading to the roof. Although it was his first time here, under the super-sensory state of the ancestral witch spirit body, he could also see places that were invisible to the eyes.
Grasp relevant information through perception.
There are also buildings on the rooftop.
Luoyang had a strong hunch in his heart that there must be something he wanted upstairs.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound.
Luoyang looked back and saw that Wang Ziyan had broken a blue and white porcelain vase.
Liu Youshui couldn't hold back his anger anymore: "My niece, those are blue and white flowers from the Qing Dynasty!"
This was actually meant for Wang Ansong. With his wealth, a blue and white porcelain vase from the Qing Dynasty would not be able to catch his eye.
"Zi Yan! Stop!" Wang Ansong was anxious.
Wang Ziyan was not so obedient and started playing hide and seek with Wang Ansong.
Jiang Yue glanced at Luoyang and said in a cold voice: "You have been giving Wang Ziyan instructions all the way here to tell her to be honest. How come you don't care about her anymore when you get here?"
Luoyang sighed: "It seems that you still don't understand your godfather's heart. That vase may be valuable, but the more things Wang Ziyan breaks, the more Wang Xing owes your godfather, doesn't it? You
At this moment, your godfather wishes that Wang Ziyan would smash all the valuable things here, so why should I interfere in your godfather's good deeds?"
Jiang Yue turned back and glanced at Liu Youshui. It was really like that. Liu Youshui kept shouting at Wang Ziyan but did not let Luoyang stop Wang Ziyan. She seemed to know Luoyang more deeply in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face at all.
"Let's go, take me upstairs to have a look." Luoyang walked towards the stairs.
Jiang Yue followed closely.
When passing by the room at the end of the corridor, Luoyang looked at the door with the corner of his eye. In this moment, he had already grasped more information about the old man through perception. The old man's heartbeat was 45 beats per minute.
The number of times was low, but his heart was strong. This situation is also very common in athletes, but it is not common in an old man.
"Then the old man is not a sweeper, right?" Luoyang thought in his heart, and kept walking up the stairs.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind the door: "Xiaoyue, are there any guests at home?"
Jiang Yue stopped.
Luoyang also looked back.
The door opened, and an old man with white hair walked out of the door. He was only a little over one and a half meters tall, with a skinny build. He weighed no more than a hundred pounds by visual inspection. His face was also very thin, and he had very thick eyebrows.
With his beard and a pair of peculiar eyes that are more yellow than black, the whole person looks like a mutated werewolf.