My wife is a magical girl, how can I be the villain?

Chapter 153 Being Targeted by Thieves?

"Alright, stop touching these. These are the best items from the Co-Protection Tower, supplied to the Anti-Demon Department."

Master Qin slapped Tang Ming's "claws" away and pointed to the indentation on the magic stone, a six-pointed star formed by two overlapping triangles—the symbol of the [Wizards' Co-Protection Tower].

"This is a special product with a gold seal, the purest quality, only official wizards can use it. But you must have it in your mediums too, and you've kept it all."

Master Qin made a face and "click!" closed the box, instantly locking the magical aura that distorted the air inside. This box was also a magical sealing device.

"Hehe—I can't hide it from you, those things are useless to you." Tang Ming chuckled.

The magic stones he gave Ye Jingjing were all engraved with a six-pointed star in gold, indicating that they came from the official source. He certainly didn't want to take them out; if anything were to happen, it would be evidence of infringing on the interests of the Demon Department.

As for the medium, without a powerful force like the Co-Protecting Tower backing him up, no one would know if it were resold, and he wasn't afraid of offending any powerful forces unintentionally.

Therefore, Ye Jingjing should just consume all those magic stones; after all, for him now, magic stones are even a kind of poison.

But the fluctuations of the magic stone—Tang Ming glanced back at the box before leaving. He felt that it was different from the magic stone he had taken from the building, and it had a strange sense of familiarity.

He walked back, and under Master Qin's puzzled gaze, picked up the wine glass on the table, smiled and nodded: "You still have to finish your good wine. See you next time."

"Let's not see each other again, hmm—unless you bring more media."

"Next time I'll need a different kind of reward—" Tang Ming waved and left the basement without turning back.

"Mr. Tang, have you left?" A young waiter on the first floor came up and respectfully took the cup from his hand.

"Yes, that's right—" Tang Ming's face flushed slightly.

"Uh, Mr. Tang, did you drive here yourself?" the young man asked, as if he had just remembered something.

"Oh right—I drank a little, tsk! I'm a bit tipsy." Tang Ming patted his head and turned to go into the bathroom.

After washing his face, the young man brought a silver tray with a folded towel on it. Tang Ming picked it up and dried his face, feeling a little embarrassed by the overly attentive service.

"My alcohol tolerance isn't bad either; it's just two glasses of red wine—"

"Mr. Tang, did you drink any carbonated beverages or something similar with your meal earlier?" The young man tilted his head and asked with a smile.

"That's right, I drank some Coke and Sprite." Tang Ming suddenly realized.

"It seems the alcohol is being absorbed a bit too quickly." Seeing that Tang Ming understood, the young man didn't say anything more.

Looking at the young man, Tang Ming couldn't help but exclaim, "You're very attentive. No wonder you work for Master Qin. How long have you been doing this? I've never seen you before."

"It's only been a little over a month. It's hardly working for the master. I've just been pouring wine and entertaining customers. This is a winery, after all." The young man bowed his head modestly. "Then you shouldn't drive. How about I call a car to take you?"

"Alright."

Tang Ming realized he had been a bit careless. He had clearly agreed not to drive, but after the young man's persuasion, he still clinked glasses twice. To be honest, although the red wine didn't taste very good when it went down his throat, the aroma was quite intoxicating when the aftertaste kicked in.

Tang Ming got into the car that was waiting at the manor gate, hugged the silver briefcase with both hands, and closed his eyes to sober up.

"Will I drive your car back tomorrow, or will you come over yourself?" the young man asked, bending down.

Tang Ming was too lazy to move, but he remained rational. He went through the contents of the car in his mind and found nothing suspicious. "The keys—here you go. Drive it back to my house tomorrow."

"Understood." The young man maintained his polite smile, took the key, and gently and steadily closed the door, watching the car drive away.

After the car had completely driven Tang Ming out of Qin Xin Winery, Xiao Sheng stood there waiting for ten minutes when his small cell phone in his chest pocket suddenly vibrated. He quickly took it out and answered it, walking towards where Tang Ming had parked.

"Are you keeping up?"

"Keep a close eye on me. Wait until we find a suitable, secluded spot before making our move. Don't rush—"

After receiving a reply on the other end of the phone, the young man continued to instruct, "Anmeng Insurance is definitely a sham; nobody knows the capabilities of their employees—don't act rashly. If you don't have the best opportunity to act, give up. It would be a huge loss if you attracted the magical girl!"

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Sheng got into Tang Ming's car and opened and checked all the boxes, switches, and the trunk one by one, memorizing the location of each item before carefully taking them out to examine them.

"This notebook—is it a vehicle manual, a data cable, a flashlight, lipstick? Women's stuff. Is there any work-related information?"

After searching through everything, I carefully put everything back in its original place, even the stacking positions and the curvature of the data cables, trying to arrange them as they were before.

After erasing all traces of him, he locked the car door, smoothed out the wrinkles in his suit, and returned to the low, gray building as if nothing had happened.

Xingyu was still worried about the city's border, and since she didn't really want to go home anyway, she hesitated for a couple of seconds before deciding to go check again.

It was already late, and not wanting to trouble her companions any further, she flew to the north of the city herself to inspect the defensive devices one by one. Fortunately, thanks to her and Fang Chan's instructions, the damaged and ineffective defensive barriers were repaired and recharged, although it was still obvious that they had been recently repaired and fitted with new magic stones.

If she hadn't urged them repeatedly, these people might have dawdled and waited until tomorrow to finish. Xingyu touched the magic stone, which hadn't consumed much magic power, and sighed with a headache.

"Feed? Jianghe?" Xingyu was traversing the mountaintop alone when a phone call came in. She looked at the screen curiously, simulated her original voice, and then answered the call.

"Lin Ruoyu! Did Tang Ming say anything to you? It's so late, you've already talked and argued, right?" Jiang He's voice on the phone was erratic, and you could tell he was drunk just by listening to it.

Xingyu glanced around strangely and replied, "He's not with me. Didn't he go to karaoke with you? Isn't he with you?"

"Huh? He said he wants to see you and is going back to find you. What? Where are you?" Jiang He, as a "good buddy," didn't forget to add fuel to the fire even when he was drunk.

"I—I'm taking a walk in the park." Xingyu glanced at the barren mountain at her feet. Well, a natural scenic area can also be considered a park.

"That's a bit strange—you should call and ask. Turns out he lied to me. You, you should go and see what he's up to. Sigh—I was hoping to see you two have a good show." After rambling on, Jiang He hung up on his own.

"Feed—feed?" Xingyu stared blankly at the phone screen, opened her mouth, and finally dialed Tang Ming's number.

"Feed—" Tang Ming's voice became deep and magnetic.

"Why did you drink? Weren't you driving?" Xingyu gripped her phone tightly, her tone tense and slightly reproachful.

"I didn't drive; the winery staff called a car to take me back," Tang Ming replied slowly.

"real?"

"I'm not lying to you, driver, can you tell me if you're driving?"

Tang Ming put his phone on speakerphone, stood up, and handed it to the driver's seat, startling the driver who had been silently observing the "guest" through the rearview mirror.

"Yes, yes, I'm the driver. The passenger had a few drinks and was sitting in the back seat. He's perfectly fine, don't worry." The driver reassured the person on the phone while checking the surrounding road conditions.

"Why did you go to the winery?" Xingyu was slightly relieved, but she felt that the driver didn't seem like a professional driver for the winery. His speech was a bit aggressive. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she felt that his accent was also a bit awkward.

She thought for a moment and asked, "I'm just wandering around outside too. Honey, where are you? If it's nearby, could you give me a ride?"