Sheriff Uncle, open the door quickly! I've come to solve a case!

This time, there was no money in the envelope, only a thin note.

Qin Qingzhou was startled when he saw the words on the paper.

This handwriting... belongs to that person in Huling Village!

[To: Bai Zhizhi]

Thank you so much for rescuing my sister. I would like to give you the 150,000 yuan commission in person.

Tomorrow at 5 PM, at the KFC in the city center, I'll be waiting for you there.

"Is this a letter of thanks to Zhizhi?" Bai Zhizhi has become smarter. Last time, she remembered what her name looked like, so this time, as soon as she saw the graphic, she knew it was for her.

"Yes."

What exactly is he trying to do?

Since this man was able to reply in Song Zhiwen's voice, it means that the two of them at least know each other. Therefore, it's likely that this man helped Song Zhiwen find their address.

Even this letter openly and without concealing the identity.

But whether this man is good or bad, we'll only know after we meet him.

It seems I have to go tomorrow.

……

Qin Qingzhou asked for a week's leave for Bai Zhizhi.

At 5 p.m. on Friday, the adult and the child arrived at the KFC in the city center on time.

At this time of day, the store is almost entirely filled with adults with children, so Qin Qingzhou and his group's appearance is not surprising at all.

Only that man was strange.

Sitting alone by the window, wearing a high-end dark trench coat designed by French designer Lia, with his arms crossed, Qin Qingzhou saw him the moment she opened the door.

"It's big brother!" Bai Zhizhi exclaimed in surprise.

"Uncle! He's the older brother who saved Zhizhi!"

The man's gaze fell on them, and he watched them approach silently.

"Please sit down."

"Where is Song Zhiwen?" Qin Qingzhou stopped at the table.

"She's busy with work, so I'll take her place." The man exuded a cool and aloof aura, and his lips curled slightly upward as he spoke, making his features appear softer than Qin Qingzhou's.

"You must have many questions. Please have a seat."

Bai Zhizhi tugged at Qin Qingzhou's sleeve: "Zhizhi's going to buy Hanbao first~"

Before he could answer, she ran to the front desk to order.

One Zhizhi, one uncle, no, two uncles, and one older brother.

"Sister~ I want four beef jerky balls, strawberry ice cream, rat sticks..." She ordered a whole bunch of things.

"Okay~ How do I pay, kid?"

"Zhi Zhi has money." Bai Zhi Zhi opened her phone and showed her payment code.

Qin Qingzhou sat in the chair, sharply scrutinizing the man. Having been a criminal investigator for a long time, her eyes sharpened as if she were interrogating a criminal.

The man took out a business card and pushed it in front of Qin Qingzhou.

Yu Bei, a private investigator.

"Private investigator?" Qin Qingzhou gave a cold laugh, speechless.

Private investigators are part of the black market. Most of the jobs they get are things like opening bank accounts or finding cheating partners. Their methods are often illegal, and they even end up in front of the police.

"Hmm." Yu Bei calmly took a sip of coffee. "I've probably solved just as many murder cases as you have, so you don't need to use that tone."

"So, the person living next door in Huling Village is you?"

"Yes."

"I accepted Song Zhiwen's request to help her find her sister. At the same time, I wanted to see Bai Zhizhi, so I used some tricks to find out your address and let her contact you as well."

Qin Qingzhou: "What you're doing is illegal."

Yu Bei remained unmoved: "We can't exactly send it to the police station, can we?"

Bai Zhizhi happened to return carrying a large pile of things, and Qin Qingzhou took the plates and placed them on the table.

Bai Zhizhi struggled to climb onto the chair and began to carefully divide the hamburgers.

Qin Qingzhou: "What did that note of yours mean?"

"I was just trying to warn you to be careful of the villagers, but you still fell for their trick and had to save a child. You police are nothing special."

"You..." Qin Qingzhou was about to speak when a peeled hamburger was shoved into his mouth.

"Uncle, ah—"

He wanted to refuse, but when he turned around and saw Bai Zhizhi's expectant eyes, he inexplicably opened his mouth again.

"These kinds of monsters and freaks aren't exactly the police department's forte... chew chew chew..."

Yu Bei was utterly unimpressed, scoffing at their actions: "So your police station is just relying on Bai Zhizhi's abilities? You don't even have that much crime-solving skill..."

"Big brother, ah—"

Bai Zhizhi took the opportunity to stuff another hamburger into Yu Bei's mouth.

"If they can't even solve this much of a case, how can they protect the citizens... chew chew chew..."

Qin Qingzhou and Yu Bei: "..."

The two were speechless for a moment.

"Is it delicious? Teacher Little Sheep said that you can't talk while eating, okay? Uncle and Big Brother, eat your food properly and don't fight."

The three of them started eating hamburgers in a strange way.

After finishing his meal, Qin Qingzhou finally spoke: "Why did Bai Zhizhi say you know Taoist magic?"

"I am a folk Taoist priest."

Qin Qingzhou's expression immediately turned to one of doubt.

Folk Taoist priests? Aren't folk Taoist priests all old men wearing dark glasses pretending to be masters? Just like that swindler they arrested before.

As for Yu Bei, even a straight man who doesn't know much about luxury goods knows that his clothes are definitely not cheap, and his appearance is also acceptable. How could he be associated with the word "Taoist"?

So, does that mean he's swindled a lot?

Yu Bei knew exactly what he was thinking: "I really am a Taoist priest, from the same sect as Bai Zhizhi."

Qin Qingzhou didn't believe anything else, but he believed it as soon as he was told that Bai Zhizhi was from the same place.

No wonder he knew Bai Zhizhi.

"Do you know... Bai Zhizhi's mother?"

Yu Bei shook his head: "I don't know him. I came down from the mountain when I was very young."

Qin Qingzhou felt a little disappointed and gently clenched her fist.

"Rather than being a Taoist priest, in our line of work, people like me who know Taoist magic are called superhumans."

Qin Qingzhou: "A superhuman?"

Bai Zhizhi's big eyes were full of doubt as she tried to understand what they meant.

"We superhumans cultivate different abilities, so the superhuman abilities we exhibit are different. For example, Bai Zhizhi is also a superhuman. According to my observation, Bai Zhizhi is a fire-type superhuman. Of course, it doesn't mean that she can only use fire. She can also use other Taoist techniques. It's just that she is more proficient in fire-type Taoist techniques. There are many people like us in society now."

Bai Zhizhi understood the last sentence.

What my older brother means is that there are many people like Zhizhi!

Qin Qingzhou's expression, however, was not good.

According to Yu Bei, there are many other people who possess this dangerous ability.

If this ability falls into the hands of bad people...

The consequences could be disastrous.

"Some people learn the Tao after they are born, like me. Others have innate abilities. I know someone who can see unclean things; that is her ability."

"Some of these people with malicious intentions have come into contact with Taoist magic and become supernatural beings. Most of the cases I handle are related to the supernatural, which you police can't handle."

"And that's why I came to find you."

Qin Qingzhou and Yu Bei exchanged glances, trying to figure out if he was lying.

"I want to cooperate with your police force."