Ling Cage: Twelve Talismans? I have everything I need.

Chapter 130 Why does this person look a bit like Xiao Tian?
Bai Yuekui returned to the parasol with two slightly melted ice cream cones, fine white sand clinging to his ankles.

She handed one of them to Yang Chen: "Here, the vanilla crispy one."

Yang Chen took it; the cool touch of the ice cream cone dispelled some of the summer heat.

He was about to eat when he noticed that Bai Yuekui's gaze was somewhat unfocused.

"What's wrong?" He took a bite of ice cream and asked Bai Yuekui.

"Why do you look so serious while just buying an ice cream?"

Bai Yuekui sat down on the recliner next to him without answering immediately.

She gazed at the frolicking crowd and the horizon in the distance, and said softly, "I just saw Mom."

Yang Chen paused, turning his head to look at her.

Bai Yuekui had already withdrawn his gaze, slid his body down a little, and adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable.

Then she lifted her two long legs and placed them directly on Yang Chen's legs.

"Move it."

Yang Chen obediently moved aside so that she could comfortably place her legs.

He looked at Bai Yuekui, whose face was expressionless. She was just licking her ice cream in small bites, her gaze fixed on some unknown distance. Clearly, her mind was elsewhere.

He opened his mouth, as if to ask something.

"Eat quickly." Bai Yuekui interrupted his unspoken question, pointing with the ice cream in his hand.

"It's melting quickly."

Yang Chen looked down and saw that milky white milk stains were indeed starting to drip from the edge of the ice cream cone.

He did as instructed and took a big bite; the cool, sweet taste melted in his mouth.

"Is yours tasty?" Bai Yuekui suddenly asked, her gaze shifting to the ice cream in his hand.

Yang Chen directly held the ice cream cone in his hand to her lips.

Bai Yuekui took a bite from his hand, savored it carefully, and commented, "Not bad."

Then, she handed her half-eaten vanilla ice cream to Yang Chen: "Try mine."

Yang Chen looked at the ice cream she handed him, then at her, and took a bite of her ice cream as well.

"Almost, just too sweet," he said.

Bai Yuekui seemed to give a soft "hmm," withdrew his hand, and continued to eat his portion in small bites without saying anything more.

As she ate, she tilted her head slightly and gently rested it on Yang Chen's shoulder, her gaze still fixed on the azure sea ahead.

A sea breeze carries the laughter of children in the distance and the whisper of the waves.

Yang Chen didn't say anything, but simply adjusted his posture to make her more comfortable.

After a while, the sunlight shifted a bit, making the shadow of the parasol even longer.

Bai Yuekui suddenly spoke, his voice very soft: "Orange."

"Ok?"

“You said…” she paused.

"If my mother could see me now, what would she think of me?"

She rested her head on Yang Chen's shoulder, her tone sounding calm, but the toes on his leg unconsciously curled slightly.

Yang Chen did not answer immediately.

He understood her; he knew she wasn't really seeking a definitive answer, but rather trying to sort out her chaotic emotions.

Her memory of her mother, Teresa, is forever frozen at the age of eleven.

The struggles, transformations, ruthlessness, leadership, and killings that followed...

Everything that followed her meeting him was a landscape her mother had never seen before.

He pondered for a moment.

“She will see that you have survived,” he said slowly, his voice low and steady, “and that you have survived stronger and more lucid than most people.”

Bai Yuekui listened quietly without interrupting.

"She will see that you have built a shelter, giving so many people a place where they can sleep peacefully without worrying about being drained dry by the Devouring Beasts in the middle of the night," Yang Chen continued, his tone certain.

"She will see the children of Madonna grow up under protection, instead of being forced to eat each other."

He paused, turned his head to the side, and his chin almost touched the top of her head.

“She will also see that you’ve found a decent guy.” He said with a smile.

Bai Yuekui's lips curved almost imperceptibly for a moment before quickly straightening up again.

"As for the rest..." Yang Chen's voice lowered.

"Those choices that had to be made, the blood that had to be shed... she might feel sorry for you, but she would never blame you."

“She will be proud of you, Yue Kui,” Yang Chen said finally, his tone resolute.

A gentle sea breeze blew by, bringing with it a salty, damp scent.

Bai Yuekui remained silent for a long time, leaning against Yang Chen as she finished the last bit of ice cream that was about to melt.

She only let out a very soft sigh of relief after she had completely finished the ice cream cone.

"All you do is say nice things," she muttered softly, gently rubbing her forehead against his shoulder.

The sun was shining warmly, and the sound of the waves was like a lullaby.

Bai Yuekui leaned on Yang Chen's shoulder, originally just resting with her eyes closed, but as the feeling of relaxation gradually came over her, her breathing became even and long, and she actually fell asleep on Yang Chen's chest.

Yang Chen looked down at her peaceful sleeping face, pulled over a thin towel folded on the chair next to him, and gently covered her with it.

Back home, Bai Jingyu sat alone on the sofa, his brows slightly furrowed.

On the coffee table in front of him was a terminal, and on the screen were the two portraits he had taken at Anna's studio during the day.

Gray's reply has arrived, and the result is disappointing.

There is no person named "Yang Chen" in the police academy system's database whose appearance matches the portrait.

He even retrieved surveillance footage from the previous technology exhibition hall and sent clearer facial images of "Jackie Chan" and "Yang Chen" to Gray, using some informal channels for comparison.

The result was the same: nothing came of it.

The identities of these two people were unbelievably clean, as if they had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

This complete "non-existence" makes it all the more puzzling.

With today's household registration and identity management systems, especially in a highly digitalized city like Jiuchuan, it is almost impossible to find someone who cannot be found.

Unless the other party possesses extremely advanced technical skills or permissions to completely erase all traces.

Or they were born without legal status.

Bai Jingyu leaned back on the sofa and rubbed his temples.

Reason told him that these two unidentified, highly skilled individuals who had stolen a huge sum of money from him were extremely dangerous and that all resources should be used immediately to thoroughly investigate them.

But another inexplicable intuition made him decide against it.

The young man named Yang Chen always gave Bai Jingyu an indescribable and strange feeling when he was in the exhibition hall.

There was even a hint of... inexplicable familiarity?
This inexplicable feeling puzzled him greatly, and made him decide to temporarily suppress the idea of ​​a large-scale search.

After all, apart from taking a few small amounts of money from him, the other party had not actually done anything to cause any real harm.

"Tsk." He clicked his tongue in displeasure.

Just then, the soft click of the smart lock opening and the cheerful footsteps of children came from the doorway.

"Dad! We're back!" Xiaoyuetian rushed in first, waving a beach shovel in her hand.

Little Yuekui followed behind him, her little face still flushed.

Theresa walked at the back, a smile on her face, carrying a bag containing her swimsuit and towel.

"Did you have fun?" Bai Jingyu temporarily suppressed his troubles and smiled.

He opened his arms to catch his son who rushed towards him, and then patted his daughter's head.

"I'm so happy!" Xiaoyuetian reported excitedly.

“We also built a huge castle!” Little Moon Queen added, her eyes sparkling.

Theresa put her things away and watched with a smile as the children shared their joy with their father, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over the terminal screen that Bai Jingyu had placed on the coffee table.

She walked over and sat down next to him, picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip. Then she looked at her husband, who seemed a little lost in thought, and asked gently, "What are you looking at so intently? We've noticed you staring at the screen ever since we came in."

Bai Jingyu snapped out of his daze, hesitated for a moment, then picked up the terminal and showed the images of the two of them to Teresa.

"Look at this person, have you seen them anywhere before? Or... do they look familiar?"

Theresa took the terminal with some doubt and looked closely at the two young men, who were about 20 years old, on the screen.

She stared intently for a moment, her brows furrowing slightly, as if trying to recall something.

"Hmm..." She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

"A very unfamiliar face, I definitely don't recognize it. But..."

"But what?" Bai Jingyu pressed.

Theresa stared at the portrait for a few more seconds, a look of confusion similar to Bai Jingyu's earlier expression appearing in her eyes.

"Strange... I don't know why, but looking at this face, I feel... a little bit of something indescribable, but if I had to say what it is..."

"Does it feel strangely familiar?" Bai Jingyu asked.

Upon hearing this, Theresa laughed and said, "What kind of description is that? But it does seem like...that's the feeling."

Theresa was puzzled as to why her husband would ask such a question.

Speaking of this feeling, the white-haired woman I met on the beach earlier seemed to have the same feeling.

She looked up at Bai Jingyu and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Who is this person?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Jingyu snorted irritably: "The ones who stole my money are probably these two brats."

He pointed to Jackie Chan's face on the screen: "Especially this one, I don't even know if 'Jackie Chan' is his real name, but I feel inexplicably uncomfortable looking at him."

Theresa had heard her husband mention that some money was mysteriously missing from their account, and that's why he didn't go to the beach with her today—he was out investigating.

She nodded knowingly, then looked down and carefully examined the two portraits, especially the one that her husband had paid special attention to.

As she looked at them, she chuckled softly, her tone gentle: "Really? I find both of these children quite pleasing to the eye. Especially this one."

She pointed at Yang Chen's portrait with her fingertip: "His eyes are very upright, he doesn't look like a bad kid. Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding?" Bai Jingyu raised an eyebrow.

"So much so that they could accurately hack into my account and make the city's surveillance cameras and databases 'misunderstand' and unable to find them?"

Just then, a little head squeezed between the two of them, blinking curiously: "Dad, Mom, what are you looking at? Who is it?"

It was Xiaoyuetian. He hadn't taken a shower yet and was drawn in by his parents' conversation.

Bai Jingyu immediately switched back to fatherly mode, smiling as he patted his son's head and then turned off the terminal screen.

"It's nothing, just a small thing at work. Go take a shower and change your clothes, you smell of seawater."

"Oh..." Xiaoyuetian drawled, clearly not satisfied with the perfunctory answer, but still obediently responded.

"I'll let Xiao Kui go wash up first, I'll go later."

Theresa looked at her son's innocent face, then subconsciously glanced down at the blacked-out terminal screen, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

She pulled Xiaoyuetian over so that he was facing her, and carefully examined his little face.

Then he picked up the terminal again, turned the screen back on, and his gaze shifted back and forth between his son's face and the image on the screen.

Xiaoyue was puzzled by her mother's gaze and touched her face: "Mom, what's wrong? Is there sand on my face?"

Theresa seemed to have discovered something interesting; her eyes lit up with surprise and amusement.

She didn't answer her son, but turned to Bai Jingyu: "Jingyu, have you noticed?"

"What did you find?" Bai Jingyu was taken aback by his wife's seemingly random question.

Theresa smiled, lightly tapped Bai Yuetian's face on the screen with her finger, and then gently pinched her son's cheek.

"Look at this young man, don't his eyebrows and eyes look a bit like our Xiaotian's?"

"Hiss," Bai Jingyu frowned slightly: "Now that you mention it, it really does seem quite similar."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyuetian curiously leaned over to look at the screen.

When Xiaoyuetian saw the person Teresa was pointing at, she paused for a moment, then exclaimed loudly.

"That's that pervert!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Jingyu sat up straight instantly: "Xiao Tian, ​​what did you just say? You know him? Are you sure it's this person?"

Xiaoyue nodded vigorously with certainty: "It's him! I remember this face! That day after school, he came over with a grin and said some strange things. He didn't look like a good person! Then I kicked him over."

Bai Jingyu's heart sank.

Previously, when his son mentioned encountering strange people, he simply assumed it was just a mischievous child or a common harasser.

But now, this "strange person" has completely matched the person whose account was stolen and whose identity is a mystery!
This can't be a coincidence!

First, she hacked into his account and used his money, then she appeared on his son's way home from school and struck up a conversation with him...

This couldn't be a coincidence; it was definitely a premeditated approach!

They're after Bai Jingyu, and even his family!

Bai Jingyu suddenly fell into deep thought again.

Would an adult be kicked down by a child?

If the other party wanted to do something like kidnapping or threatening, they could have done it that day.

"Jingyu?" Teresa also noticed the sudden change in her husband's expression.

"What's going on? The person Xiaotian encountered... was it him too?"

Xiaoyue looked at her parents and asked softly, "Dad, Mom... is he... is he a bad person?"

Bai Jingyu took a deep breath and ruffled his son's hair: "Maybe. From now on, Dad will have someone pick you up after school."

"Oh." Xiaoyuetian nodded.

Whether he catches it or not is irrelevant; if he were to encounter that pervert again, he would definitely kick even harder.

Just then, the bathroom door clicked open, and Xiao Yuekui walked in, her short hair still wet, wearing a cute dress.

He was holding a towel in his hand, wiping himself intermittently.

Seeing this, Teresa immediately put down her terminal, stood up and said softly, "Xiao Kui, come here, let Mommy dry your hair, otherwise you'll easily catch a cold."

She had just stood up when she noticed her youngest daughter's gaze was drawn to the lit screen on the coffee table.

Xiao Yuekui curiously leaned over, picked up the terminal that still displayed their images, tilted her little head, and blinked her big eyes as she examined it closely.

Teresa, who had only taken a few steps before heading to the hairdryer shop, heard Xiao Yuekui excitedly point at Yang Chen on the screen and say...

"It's that magic older brother!"

This sound startled Teresa, who was standing nearby.

Bai Jingyu, who had been deep in thought, suddenly raised his head.

"Big Brother Magic?" Bai Jingyu's voice unconsciously rose in pitch.

"Xiao Kui, is he the person you told us about before?"

Xiao Yuekui nodded: "Yes, didn't I say that before?"

"He suddenly appeared in the yard and even healed my wound."

Then Little Moon Queen looked up at Theresa and said, "Mom, I told you before, but you didn't believe me."

Theresa went back and looked at the image on the terminal.

She could never believe in magic.

I can only assume that my daughter has been reading too much and has developed some strange fantasies. Today, I took the two kids to the beach to let Xiao Kui relax.

But now Xiaoyue Kui points to the image and says that's the person.
“This Jingyu.” Teresa looked at Bai Jingyu.

Bai Jingyu's face was now as black as it could possibly be.

These two not only stole his money together.

One was close to his son, and the other had contact with his young daughter!?
Although the other party did not do anything outrageous to their children.

But
Call the police!

We absolutely have to call the police!

　Please feed me (sob sob)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)