I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

Chen Zheng held the steering wheel with one hand, his mind still replaying what happened last night.

Shen Doudou hung on his arm all night, making his arm ache.

It's a perk when someone throws themselves at you.

But this girl is so thin it's almost painful; she has no flesh on her body at all, so it's hard to say what kind of benefit she is.

If it weren't for wanting to help this girl resolve her inner conflict, Chen Zheng would have thrown her out the window long ago.

A short while later, the jeep stopped in front of an old apartment building.

Chen Zheng pushed open the car door, took his thermos, and walked into the building.

The hallway was plastered with locksmith stickers, old cardboard boxes were piled up in the corner, and there was a faint musty smell in the air.

But the intelligence said that Shen Doudou's family was not poor, so why would she live in such a place?

With this in mind, Chen Zheng climbed to the third floor and knocked three times on a door with the character "福" (fortune) pasted on it.

The door opened a crack.

A man wearing reading glasses leaned out, wearing a supermarket apron and holding a bunch of green vegetables.

Upon recognizing the military uniform outside the door, the man paused for a moment, quickly wiped his hands on his apron, and said with a smile, "Greetings, sir. Who are you looking for?"

The man immediately became obedient upon hearing this, and even dared not look Chen Zheng in the eye, his gaze darting between the brochure and the ground.

"This must be Shen Doudou's home, right? I'm her instructor, and I'm just passing by to make a home visit today." Chen Zheng showed his officer's certificate.

After all, this is Shen Doudou's home, so we should at least be polite.

Upon hearing his daughter's name, Mr. Shen quickly opened the door wide and bent down to let her in.

"Please come in, please come in. My house is too messy; I'm afraid my superior will find it embarrassing."

Chen Zheng nodded slightly, entered the room and sat down on the sofa, his eyes subconsciously scanning his surroundings.

Mr. Shen hurriedly found a glass, poured in water, and carefully placed it in front of Chen Zheng.

Judging from his appearance, he is a typical henpecked husband.

He is honest and simple, and doesn't have any particularly outstanding work, which is basically the same as the information.

Chen Zheng leaned back on the sofa, took a sip of water from his thermos, seemingly resting, but in reality, the Skynet database in his brain had already been activated.

With his exceptional observation and computing power, a three-dimensional model of the entire house quickly took shape in his mind.

With just that one glance, Chen Zheng's eyes sharpened instantly.

The house isn't messy; although it's small enough to be seen in its entirety at a glance, it's still quite clean.

But in his eyes, everything about it exuded an indescribable eeriness.

The living room faces Shen Doudou's bedroom.

However, the door panel is thicker than a normal door, and the edges are also wrapped with metal.

What's even stranger is the lock.

It was a heavy-duty bolt lock, which they installed backwards, so there was no keyhole on the outside and it could only be locked from the inside.

This also means that as long as the person inside locks the door, the person outside won't be able to easily open it, even with an axe.

If an ordinary family turns their daughter's room into a shelter, they're certainly not trying to protect themselves from thieves outside.

So who should we be wary of? The answer is obvious.

While pretending to drink water, Chen Zheng's gaze shifted to the room next to Dou Dou's.

The door was open, blocking the corridor leading inside.

Judging from the interior decoration, that was Shen's mother's room, and its location was perfect for watching over Dou Dou's room.

The place where Shen's father was staying was a small cubicle at the very end of the corridor, without even a door, only a curtain hanging there.

Chen Zheng put down his thermos and looked at Shen's father, who was rubbing his hands together.

A humble father, a daughter whose bedroom is locked from the inside, and a mother guarding the main road.

The truth pieced together from these clues is chilling.

A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door, followed by the sound of a key unlocking the door.

The door opened, and a middle-aged woman carrying a plastic shopping bag walked in, complaining about the high prices of vegetables.

As soon as she finished speaking, she looked up and met Chen Zheng's gaze on the sofa.

Upon seeing the military uniform, Shen's mother dropped the shopping bag in her hand.

Strangely, her first reaction wasn't surprise, but rather... fear?

Shen's mother's eyes widened suddenly, and she took half a step back, bumping into the door.

"Auntie's back from grocery shopping." Chen Zheng, unconcerned about her lapse in composure, greeted her with a smile. "I'm Dou Dou's instructor; I just stopped by today."

Upon hearing Shen Doudou's name, Shen's mother's gaze slowly softened.

She nodded slightly in acknowledgment, then walked to the middle of the living room and looked at her husband.

"Old Shen, you've got guests, why don't you at least entertain them? Go to the kitchen and kill that fish!"

Mr. Shen, who was standing nearby, trembled with fright, nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly ran into the kitchen with his back bent.

Chen Zheng watched this scene, his mind filled with even more doubt, but he didn't show it on the surface:

"Auntie, there's no need to be so nervous. Dou Dou is performing exceptionally well in the army, especially with her shooting talent. She's a rare gem. I just happened to be passing by and wanted to take a look."

Only then did Mrs. Shen sit down, and upon hearing Chen Zheng praise Shen Doudou, she immediately revealed a gentle smile:

"Oh, this is such a small matter, there was absolutely no need to come to our house. Sir, you are such a kind person."

"Our DouDou was ignorant when she was little, as long as she didn't cause any trouble for the army, that's fine."

"But our house is too small to accommodate everyone. How about I treat you to a meal out, sir?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zheng shook his head slightly: "It's not that troublesome, and there's no need to eat out. I'll just sit for a bit and then leave. But I have some questions to ask about Shen Doudou."

"This girl has a strange quirk."

"She loves to sleep and can fall asleep anytime, anywhere, and you can't wake her up no matter what you do."

"I wonder if you, Auntie, have any ideas about this situation?"

Upon hearing this, Shen's mother's pupils contracted sharply, and her fingers involuntarily tightened.

"No, there's nothing there!"

"DouDou has always been weak and has insufficient blood and energy. Her love of sleeping is innate, not a problem!"

"Sir, please go out to eat. We haven't prepared anything at home and really can't accommodate such a distinguished guest as you."

"As long as we know DouDou is doing well in the army, that's all we parents want—for our child to be healthy..."

As she finished speaking, Shen's mother's voice trembled with tears, and she hurriedly stood up to pull Chen Zheng away.

Chen Zheng reacted quickly and stopped her.

There's no point in pressing them any further.

Most importantly, he now has a general understanding of the whole story and just needs a trigger.

"Sister-in-law, you're too kind. Since it's a congenital weakness, I'll have the army doctor take good care of it."

Chen Zheng stood up decisively, took a business card out of his pocket, and placed it on the coffee table.

"This is my personal business card. DouDou is a soldier I'm in charge of, so I have to be responsible for her."

"Call me anytime you come to a decision."

After saying that, he ignored Shen's mother's gaze, picked up his thermos, turned around, and left.