End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

The account book clearly recorded several huge expenditures, the purpose of which was unknown, but the time coincided with the time when the medicinal materials were robbed.

Fan Mengmeng frowned, her fingers lightly ran across the account book, and her eyes fell on an inconspicuous seal.

"This seal..." she muttered to herself, comparing the seal with the seal on another unimportant document in Teng Junze's study. The two were surprisingly similar.

"These are the accounts handled by Master Zhao." Teng Junze said in a deep voice, his face terribly gloomy.

He had always regarded Master Zhao as his confidant and had never doubted his loyalty. But now he discovered that Master Zhao might be involved in the robbery of medicinal materials, and his heart was filled with indescribable anger and disappointment.

"Looks like we have to go to the study." Fan Mengmeng closed the account book with a determined look in her eyes.

Teng Junze's study is located deep in the mansion and is heavily guarded, making it impossible for ordinary people to get close.

But Fan Mengmeng has the ability to travel through time and space, so this is not a difficult task for her.

The two of them took advantage of the cover of night and sneaked into the study quietly.

In the study, the antique furnishings exude a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

Teng Junze walked to the bookshelf and pressed the mechanism. A secret door slowly opened, revealing a hidden secret room.

The secret room is not big, but it is filled with various account books and documents.

Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze carefully read through the materials, looking for clues.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the air was filled with tension.

Suddenly, Fan Mengmeng found an account book, which recorded the whereabouts of those huge sums of money.

She flipped through the pages quickly, her expression growing increasingly grim.

"It's really him!" Fan Mengmeng said gritting her teeth, "All this money went into the black market and was used to buy a large number of weapons and equipment." Teng Junze's face also turned ashen. He didn't expect that Master Zhao's betrayal would be so thorough.

He knew that if Master Zhao really colluded with external forces, it would bring them a huge crisis.

"Mengmeng, this matter is of no trivial importance. We must find evidence as soon as possible to expose Master Zhao's true identity." Teng Junze said in a deep voice, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the study... "Sir, it's me." A crisp voice sounded.

Xiaodong pushed open the secret door and slipped in, holding a letter tightly in his hand.

"Sir, Miss Mengmeng, I found this!" She lowered her voice and spoke in a hurried tone.

Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze looked at each other and took the letter.

Under the dim light, the handwriting on the letter paper appeared blurry, and words such as "medicines", "weapons", and "transaction" could be vaguely seen. A scribbled "Zhao" was clearly visible at the signature.

Although there are only a few words, they are enough to prove that Master Zhao is colluding with external forces and has ulterior motives.

A fierce look flashed in Teng Junze's eyes. He didn't expect that Master Zhao would be so bold.

"Xiaodong, you did a great job," he patted Xiaodong's shoulder with appreciation in his tone, "Don't tell anyone about this." Xiaodong nodded solemnly. She knew the seriousness of the matter. As a little maid, it was her greatest honor to be able to share the worries of the young master.

Just as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard outside the study, coming closer and closer.

"Young Master, it's so late, are you still in the study?" Master Zhao's voice sounded outside the door, with a hint of hypocritical concern.

Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze quickly hid the letter. Teng Junze walked to the desk calmly, picked up a book and flipped through it casually.

"Come in." He said lightly.

Master Zhao pushed the door open and walked in with a flattering smile on his face.

"Sir, you are still working so hard so late. You should take care of your health." As he spoke, he looked around the study calmly, as if trying to find some clues.

Fan Mengmeng stood aside, watching Master Zhao's performance quietly, sneering in her heart.

This old fox is really good at pretending.

"Nothing, just some trivial matters that need to be taken care of." Teng Junze's tone was calm, leaving no room for flaws.

"Master Zhao, why are you still in the study so late?"

Master Zhao's eyes flickered, and then he smiled and said, "I'm just worried about the safety of the study. After all, important documents are stored here." He paused, then said, "I heard that the young master and Miss Mengmeng are here too, which makes me even more worried. What if anything goes wrong..."

"Thank you for your concern, Master Zhao," Teng Junze interrupted him, "Mengmeng and I are enough here, you should go back and rest." Master Zhao wanted to say something else, but when he saw Teng Junze's slightly warning look, he had to give up.

"Then I'll take my leave." He bowed and slowly left the study.

The moment the study door closed, the smile on Teng Junze's face vanished, replaced by a cold expression. He gripped the book tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Fan Mengmeng walked over to him and gently held his hand. "Don't worry," she said softly, "We will definitely find out the truth."

"Mengmeng..." Teng Junze looked at her with complicated eyes.

Fan Mengmeng looked at Teng Junze, her eyes full of trust. Her clear gaze was like a warm current, dispelling the haze that had accumulated in Teng Junze's heart.

He knew that in this critical moment, they had to fight side by side and rely on each other.

Teng Junze held Fan Mengmeng's hand in return, and the warmth of his palm conveyed silent encouragement.

The next morning, Teng Junze invited Master Zhao to his study on the pretext of discussing important matters.

As soon as Master Zhao entered the room, he noticed that the atmosphere was a little off.

Teng Junze sat behind the desk with a stern expression, while Fan Mengmeng stood beside him, her eyes as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath.

"Master Zhao," Teng Junze said straight to the point, "I have some questions about the recent accounts and would like you to explain them." As he spoke, he pushed several bills in front of Master Zhao.

These bills were compiled by him overnight, and they clearly recorded several suspicious flows of funds.

Mr. Zhao picked up the bill and glanced at it with pretended calmness, but his eyes flickered slightly.

"Sir, these are all normal business dealings and there is nothing wrong with it." He explained with forced composure, but beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Oh? Really?" Teng Junze sneered, "Then Master Zhao, can you explain why all these funds went to the same unknown company? Moreover, the address of this company doesn't seem to exist."

Zhao's face changed, and he stammered, unable to speak. "This...this..." He tried to make up a reasonable explanation, but found that the more he explained, the worse it got.

Teng Junze pressed on, his tone icy cold. "Master Zhao, you've been with me for so many years, and I believe I've treated you well. Why would you betray me?"

Master Zhao's face turned pale, he knew he had no way out.

He fell to his knees and begged bitterly, "Master, spare my life! I was just confused for a moment..."

Fan Mengmeng watched coldly from the side, feeling disgusted by Master Zhao's cunning and hypocrisy.

She knew that Teng Junze must be in great pain at the moment. It was not a pleasant feeling to be betrayed by someone you trusted.

But she believed that Teng Junze would be able to handle this matter.

Teng Junze looked at Master Zhao kneeling on the ground, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He waved his hand, signaling Xiaodong to take Master Zhao away.

"Lock him up, and no one is allowed to visit him without my permission."

After Master Zhao was taken away, peace returned to the study.

Teng Junze walked to the window, looked at the scenery in the distance, and remained silent for a long time.

Fan Mengmeng walked up to him and gently held his hand.

"everything will get better."

It was late at night and the light was still on in Teng Junze's study.

Fan Mengmeng carefully flipped through the books on the bookshelf, hoping to find more clues about Master Zhao.

Suddenly, her finger touched a mechanism, and the bookshelf slowly moved away, revealing a secret compartment...

Teng Junze pulled Fan Mengmeng over and protected her behind him, staring at the secret compartment vigilantly... "Be careful!"

In the secret compartment, there was not the expected trap or hidden weapon, but a thick account book.

Teng Junze took out the account book, flipped through it quickly, and his face became increasingly gloomy.

This account book records in detail Mr. Zhao's corruption and bribery over the years, and even contains evidence of collusion with foreign enemies!

Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath. Master Zhao was so bold!

At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps was heard. Teng Junze immediately hid the account book into the secret compartment and restored the bookshelf to its original state.

The door was pushed open and Xiaodong walked in with tea and snacks.

"Master, Miss Fan, it's late. Have some snacks and rest." Xiaodong seemed calm, but his eyes swept across the bookshelf intentionally or unintentionally.

Teng Junze took the snacks calmly, but alarm bells were ringing in his heart.

Xiaodong was promoted by Master Zhao. Could it be that she was also involved in this?

In the next few days, Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng appeared calm on the surface, but secretly stepped up their investigation.

They discovered that Master Zhao had close ties with a mysterious caravan outside the city. The caravan's movements were secretive and it seemed they were secretly transporting some contraband.

In order not to alert the enemy, Teng Junze deliberately revealed some false information in front of Master Zhao, claiming that he had found a key item that could stabilize time and space, but it was not kept properly and might have been lost.

Fan Mengmeng cooperated by showing anxiety and annoyance, and even "accidentally" missed the "characteristics" of the item.

As expected, Master Zhao took the bait, and a glimmer of greed flashed in his eyes.

He pretended to comfort Teng Junze, but in fact he secretly sent people to monitor their every move.

Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng took advantage of the situation and deliberately created some "clues" to lure Master Zhao into the trap.

As night fell, Teng Junze looked at the "Space-Time Stabilizer" in his hand and whispered to Fan Mengmeng, "The show is about to begin..."