Ming Yin blocked An Xin behind him without a trace, and shook her head with a smile.

"No, Mr. Zhang is too worried, let's hurry up and take us to a long time."

Zhang Xutao looked at An Xin for a while, and finally didn't say anything, nodded, and continued to lead the two forward.

Ming Yin reached out and covered An Xin's eyes and sighed in her ear.

"Don't look at it, at least don't look at it, and you won't feel so sad in your heart."

An Xin smiled bitterly, "If only that were the case." ”

Ever since they arrived in the hallway, the walls along the way were all covered with An Xin's parents' works, and even some of the ornaments were treasured by his parents.

These things carry An Xin's memories from childhood to adulthood, she remembers it more clearly than anyone else, and she knows that she will never admit her mistakes!

Soon, the three of them came to a vermilion door.

Zhang Xutao smiled proudly at the two and twisted the key: "Two young ladies, what you want to see next is all the treasures of my life!" You two must keep your eyes open and look carefully, and don't miss any good collections! ”

Ming Yin and An Xin looked solemn, didn't say a word, looked at Zhang Xutao in front of them, and slowly opened the door.

It is a very large room, which seems to open up two bedrooms, surrounded by various antique porcelain, and a wall with various paintings.

When An Xin saw it, his face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't control his legs from going weak anymore, so he fell straight backwards.

Ming Yin caught her in time to prevent her from fainting.

Zhang Xutao was originally smiling, and he was already planning to greet the cheers and compliments of the two, but who knew that An Xin was almost frightened and fell into a coma.

He became more and more puzzled, frowning, and his eyes were puzzled: "What's the matter with this young lady, I felt that something was wrong with you from the moment I first came in, how did you look like a ghost after seeing my collection, did I have something to make you unhappy?" ”

An Xin raised her head, there was only clear hatred on her bright and moving face, her eyes were sharp, and she just wanted to say something, but Ming Yin grabbed her wrist and stopped her behavior.

"Can you hold it up on your own?"

Ming Yin looked directly into her eyes and asked in a low voice.

An Xin hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded heavily, "I can, don't worry about me." ”

"That's good, then you stand and watch, what you want to ask, what you want to know, I will help you get the answer."

When the words fell, Ming Yin raised a smile that didn't reach the bottom of her eyes, slowly walked towards Zhang Xutao, and apologized to him in a low voice: "I'm sorry Mr. Zhang, my friend is a little unwell, don't mind." ”

Zhang Xutao's face eased slightly, and naturally it was impossible to worry too much about the two little girls, so he waved his hand.

"It's okay, but since this young lady is uncomfortable, do you want to go downstairs and rest first? Don't hold on here. ”

"It doesn't have to be, we want to know more about the paintings than about her body."

Ming Yin rejected Zhang Xutao, shook the picture of the mountain bird in his hand, and continued: "I see that several pictures in the corridor are hanging directly opposite us, as well as the picture of the mountain bird in my hand, the brushstrokes are very delicate and similar, presumably they are all from the same person, does Mr. Zhang know this?" ”

Zhang Xutao raised his chin triumphantly and snorted softly from the tip of his nose, "Of course, but they didn't draw it alone, but two people worked together!" ”

A dark glint flashed in Mingyin's eyes, and she knew that it was drawn by two people together?

It seems that Zhang Xutao does have unusual news value!

"Is it...... Mingyin's red lips opened lightly, like lightning, and immediately turned around and came to Zhang Xutao.

As soon as she turned her wrist, a delicate and small dagger immediately fell across Zhang Xutao's neck.

With a cold light piercing into his eyes, Zhang Xutao screamed in fright, and just wanted to struggle to escape, but was scolded by Ming Yin.

"I advise you not to move, otherwise it will hit the main artery, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Zhang Xutao stopped immediately when he heard this, beads of sweat the size of beans continued to roll down his forehead, and his whole person trembled, looking at Ming Yin with fear and resentment.

"You...... Who the hell are you? What exactly do you want to do? I'm kind enough to show you the exhibits in my collection, and even if you don't appreciate it, you dare to threaten me? What do you want! ”

An Xin leaned against the door frame, and finally understood Ming Yin's good intentions at this moment.

It is far more useful to lead Zhang Xutao to the evidence, and then use his life as a threat to force him to tell the truth, than to question him loudly.

Looking at Zhang Zhang Xutao, who had obviously committed a heinous mistake, but still looked extremely innocent, An Xin was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

She forcibly supported the physical and psychological discomfort, her eyes were full of hatred, and she slowly approached Zhang Xutao step by step.

"Why, you ask us? That's what we should ask you! Where did this picture of a mountain bird, the painting in the hallway, and the painting in your room full of come from! ”

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Xutao's eyes, and he quickly refuted the two.

"These are my things, my property, what does it have to do with you? Can you handle it? ”

An Xin laughed, tears filling her eyes.

"What does it have to do with me, you ask? Then I might as well tell you that these paintings are the brainchild of my parents, and they were created by my parents! ”

"My family was slaughtered many years ago, and I was the only one who survived, and when I returned, all their works and antiques were gone! But now that I'm here with you, you're asking me if I can handle it? ”

Every time An Xin took a step closer, he told the truth, watching Zhang Xutao's face change from disdain at first to shock, and then to now pale and pale.

She stepped forward and looked directly into Zhang Xutao's eyes no longer fearfully, her hatred surging.

"Tell me, where did you get these paintings? Did you kill my parents and take away these paintings and antiques? Why are you doing this! ”

"Taihexuan's fire, did you also put it? What the hell do you have to do with all this! ”

An Xin questioned in a loud voice, with a tremor in his voice, obviously angry to the extreme.

Zhang Zhangxu was forced to have no way out, his face gradually became ugly, he just wanted to say that he didn't know, but the dagger in Ming Yin's hand advanced towards his artery again, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"If you still want to save your life, then you better tell the truth, don't play any tricks with us, or the dagger in my hand won't have eyes!"

Zhang Xutao opened his mouth and sighed, as if he was going to choose to accept his fate.

"I ......"

Just as he was about to reveal the truth, there was a sound of footsteps from far and near, and soon the servant appeared in the sight of several people.

"Master, I heard a quarrel here, so come and see, nothing happened, right?"