"I had someone lock him up in the basement, and he is probably already there now." Shi Xiangjue replied without concealment.

After seeking Shi Xiangjue's permission, Shi Miao went to the basement alone, intending to ask the old man himself.

After turning on the light at the entrance, Shi Miao saw that the old man was tied to a pillar by a rope, sitting there face to face as if dead.

Seeing this, Shi Miao walked over with a frown, and asked him directly: "Where is Fu Shaoming? You tell me and I will let you go."

Hearing Shi Meow's voice, the old man slowly raised his head, only to see his cloudy eyeballs turning back and forth in their sockets.

Shi Miao knew at a glance that he was planning some bad idea, and immediately interrupted his thinking: "If you didn't say anything, I'm afraid you would have died here long ago, and no one will come back to save you."

However, after hearing this, the old man suddenly smiled, laughing as if giving up on himself, and then looked fiercely at Shimiao.

"Do you want to know the whereabouts of Fu Shaoming? Well, I'll tell you. In fact, he is already dead!" the old man laughed.

This was an answer that Shi Miao never thought about. She opened her eyes wide in surprise and stared at the old man's eyes in disbelief.

At the same time, when the old man said these words, she took two steps back in shock.

What she couldn't accept the most was the news that Fu Shaoming was dead.

Seeing Shimiao's expression, the old man became happier and couldn't stop laughing, but there was a vicious meaning in the laughter.

Although surprised, Shi Miao still maintained a trace of calmness. She slowly recovered her expression and looked at the old man calmly.

"I don't believe it, you're just trying to get revenge on me." Shi Miao said tentatively, but the panic in her heart couldn't deceive anyone.

Hearing Shi Miao's words, the old man kept laughing and said, "Believe it or not, anyway, I have already told what I know."

After saying this, the old man closed his eyes and leaned against the pillar, as if he refused to speak again.

Seeing this, Shi Miao knew that there was nothing to ask, so she frowned and looked at the old man, and finally had no choice but to leave the basement.

The sunshine outside was so good that she couldn't keep her eyes open, but under such bright sunshine, Shimiao's heart was in a mess.

Although she didn't believe that Zhan Yeling was dead, the old man's words stuck in her heart like a thorn, and she had to pay attention.

In the end, Shi Miao still couldn't bear such torture, she bit her lip, and silently made a decision in her heart.

She left Shi's house directly, took a taxi to the door of Ling's Group, hesitated outside for a while, and walked in firmly.

The front desk lady called Ling Xuanhan's secretary, and after getting permission, she let her go upstairs to find Ling Xuanhan.

Pushing open the door of Ling Xuanhan's office, he was just sitting on a chair leisurely, apparently waiting for her to come over.

Seeing this, Shi Miao frowned, didn't talk nonsense with him, and went straight to the point: "Hand over Fu Shaoming!"

Hearing this, Ling Xuanhan was surprised for a moment, then smiled, looked at her and said, "Are you here to ask for someone?"

Although he could hear the teasing meaning in his words, Shi Miao still said firmly: "That's right, I know he's with you."

This time Ling Xuanhan didn't speak anymore, he stood up slowly, and came to Shi Miao's side step by step, forcing her into a corner.

"You, what do you want to do?!" Shi Miao was forced by him to keep backing away, couldn't help frowning, and asked aloud.