I put you in charge of the child, and you raised a monster!

The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

The blue cloths at the old street stalls were blown and stuck to the corners of the tables, while the old yellow calendars were hurriedly pressed down by the program crew.

The screen shows the entrance to the Sanqing Temple.

The man with the cloth wrapped around his left hand looked up at the surveillance camera.

The brim of the hat was pulled very low.

But the broken lock mark on his right wrist was clearly visible.

Shen Ling'er stared at the screen.

Her small face didn't show much expression.

Yang Mi subconsciously pulled her a little closer.

He Chuan's throat moved.

"It's this guy again?"

The plainclothes officer nodded.

"Team Leader Qin is already on his way."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a black police car pulled up at the entrance of the old street.

Qin Zheng got out of the car, holding an umbrella.

He walked quickly, the rain hitting the umbrella so densely that it was annoying.

When he arrived at the stall, he first looked at the old evidence bag.

Then I looked at the tablet screen.

I only looked at Shen Ling'er last.

"You discovered it?"

Shen Ling'er hugged her little arms.

"It appeared on its own."

Qin Zheng remained silent for half a second.

He had gotten used to the child's way of speaking.

He Chuan immediately recounted what had happened.

Human traffickers.

A boy by the bridge.

Seven slips of paper.

Tea stall worker.

Old seal.

Sanqing Temple.

Qin Zheng's face grew increasingly grim as he listened.

After he finished speaking, Qin Zheng only asked one question.

"How will the tea stall staff explain this?"

The plainclothes officer whispered, "He said someone gave him money to slip a note to a student who wasn't feeling well. The person had a cloth wrapped around his left hand, smoked a cigar, used old ink, and arranged to meet in the backyard of the Sanqing Temple."

Qin Zheng looked at Shen Ling'er.

"It matches the person you mentioned before."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"He's not here to see the students."

Qin Zheng asked, "Then who did he look for?"

Shen Ling'er glanced at the camera.

He didn't say anything.

Yang Mi also looked at Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng understood.

He turned to He Chuan and said, "Turn off the live stream first."

He Chuan was stunned.

The director's headphones immediately exploded.

"We can't shut it down! The data is overflowing!"

He Chuan's lips twitched.

He lowered his voice: "Director, Captain Qin is asking me to leave."

There was a moment of silence in the headphones.

Director: "...Close."

The live stream then cut to He Chuan.

He Chuan gave a professional smile.

"Dear viewers, due to a police investigation at the scene, the production team will be suspending filming."

"Further details will be released in the police's official statement."

The live chat exploded with comments.

"Don't turn it off!"

"What exactly is a half-open door?"

"The broken lock pattern is back!"

"Does Shen Ling'er know something?"

"I'm more eager to watch this drama than I am to binge-watch it!"

The live stream was cut off.

The old street has finally quieted down.

Qin Zheng put away the tablet.

"This is not an isolated case of inducement."

After returning from cooperating with the investigation, Old Hu stood to the side, leaning on his cane.

"Captain Qin, this seal is not an ordinary folk seal."

Qin Zheng looked at him.

"Do you know the source?"

Old Hu shook his head.

"I've only heard old stories about it."

Qin Zheng: "Speak."

Old Hu glanced at Shen Ling'er.

"The older generation says that you can't just make a mark on the door."

"It's placed on the wedding invitation as a guide."

"Covering it on the funeral paper is a way to send someone on their way."

"Covering the words of a living person..."

He paused.

"It's a dead end."

Qin Zheng's eyes darkened.

He Chuan felt a chill run down his spine.

"So, those notes weren't just ordinary psychological suggestions?"

Old Hu didn't respond.

Shen Ling'er spoke up.

"It was a push."

Everyone looked at her.

Shen Ling'er pointed to the old seal in the evidence bag.

"He doesn't want to kill a single one."

"He wanted to see who would go in."

Yang Mi's fingers tightened.

Qin Zheng asked, "What do you mean?"

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"My dad said that some bad guys kill without a knife."

"They opened a door."

"Whoever can't hold on, should go in by themselves."

No one spoke on the old street.

Rain fell from the eaves and pattered on the stone slabs.

As Qin Zheng looked at the old seal, he realized for the first time that...

The person who locked the door, the door half-open, Sanqing Temple, the program route.

These lines are not scattered.

Someone is using places where Shen Ling'er has appeared to test something.

Or.

Testing Shen Fei.

This man is extremely mysterious.

Qin Zheng once asked Yang Mi in private.

Could you please ask Shen Fei to come to the police station?

They wanted to ask Shen Fei in person what all these things were.

But Yang Mi's answer was no.

certainly.....

Besides protecting her husband, she also had to protect him.

Another reason is.....

She can no longer contact Shen Fei.

Since Shen Ling'er started participating in this program.

Shen Fei seemed to have vanished into thin air.

The phone can't get through.

The message has not been read or replied to.

Logically speaking, Yang Mi should be extremely anxious, so how could she possibly be in the mood to record a program?

But a passerby's words that day suddenly awakened Yang Mi.

"Shen Fei is so capable, his background must be extraordinary."

Yang Mi also knew that her husband was hiding many things from her.

But Yang Mi didn't care about any of that.

All she cares about now is that her daughter and husband are safe.

So Shen Fei suddenly disappeared.

She felt that Shen Fei must have sensed something, which was why he couldn't show himself.

As for security matters...

Yang Mi said, "What in the world can hurt my husband?"

.......

the other side.

Qin Zheng handed the evidence bag to the plainclothes officer.

"The old print was sent for testing."

"The tea stall staff, the homeroom teacher, and all relevant personnel from Zhouyan School have been questioned in accordance with the law."

"All surveillance footage of the Sanqing Temple was collected for three days before and after the incident."

The plainclothes officer nodded.

Qin Zheng then looked at the program director.

That's all for today.

The director nodded immediately.

"Receive! Receive it immediately!"

He spoke faster than anyone else.

Zhao Lei had just resumed his live stream from a distance, unaware that the broadcast had been cut off; he only saw the staff packing up.

He raised his hand.

"Teacher He, is your fortune-telling stall finished for today?"

He Chuan said irritably, "It's over."

Zhao Lei breathed a sigh of relief.

"finally."

Bai Sisi looked at him.

"Why are you still regretting it?"

Zhao Lei said earnestly, "It's not regret, it's a narrow escape."

Chen Doudou, holding the sugar-painted rabbit, moved closer to Shen Ling'er.

"Ling'er, are you still having your fortune told tomorrow?"

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"What do you want to calculate?"

Chen Doudou thought for a moment.

"Let's see if I can become a policeman in the future."

Shen Ling'er sized him up for two seconds.

"First, build your courage."

Chen Doudou lowered her head.

"Can I be a police dog?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"You're better suited to running alongside others."

Lin Jia: "..."

This child's ambitions have begun to develop in a non-human direction.

After the production crew packed up, Qin Zheng did not leave immediately.

He called the director, He Chuan, and Yang Mi to the tea stall next door.

The sound of rain was kept outside the shed.

Only one white light was on in the teahouse.

Qin Zheng placed a hastily prepared route map on the table.

The labels show the places the production crew visited over the past few days.

vegetable market.

Old residential area.

Locksmith shop.

Chen Family Ancestral Hall.

Sanqing Temple.

Old opera house.

Antiques Street.

Yunhe Hospital.

Folk custom stalls in the old street.

Each point is connected by a red line.

He Chuan felt a chill run down his spine.

"Captain Qin, what does this look like?"

Qin Zheng did not answer.

Shen Ling'er stood next to Yang Mi and peeked at him on tiptoe.

"Like a net."

Qin Zheng looked at her.

"right."

The director swallowed hard.

"Is someone using our show as a webcam?"

Qin Zhengdao: "It's also possible that someone is using your program as a cover."

He Chuan didn't understand.

Qin Zheng looked at Shen Ling'er.

"Wherever you go, what is hidden will be revealed."

The director turned pale.

That sounds like a compliment to the show.

But he couldn't feel happy at all.

Yang Mi frowned.

"Should the show be cancelled?"

The director's eyes twitched.

He wanted to say that we can't stop.

But saying this now sounds incredibly reckless.

Qin Zheng did not answer immediately.

He looked at Shen Ling'er.

"Do you want to stop?"

Shen Ling'er blinked.

"Why are you asking me?"

Qin Zhengdao said, "These things are directed at you."

Shen Ling'er shook her head.

"It's not directed at me."

Everyone looked at her.

She pulled her sleeves down a little.

"Go after my dad."

The teahouse was quiet.

Yang Mi looked down at his daughter.

She had actually guessed this a long time ago.

But hearing it from Shen Ling'er's mouth still made her heart sink.

Qin Zheng said in a deep voice, "That's why we can't let you act alone."

Yang Mi immediately said, "Then we'll withdraw."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"daughter."

Yang Mi looked at her.

"This is no joke."

Shen Ling'er was very serious.

"I know."

She pointed to the route map.

"But they already know we're on the show."

"Even if we withdraw, they will still come looking for us."

"It's actually harder to take photos under the camera's lens."

The director's eyes lit up.

He almost wanted to applaud.

But he held back.

Qin Zheng nodded.

"That's my opinion too."

Yang Mi looked at him.

"Captain Qin, what do you mean?"

Qin Zheng pushed out another sheet of paper.

The above is a new task plan.

The show's director glanced at it and was completely stunned.

"A police station job experience?"

He Chuan was also stunned.

"What?"

Qin Zheng calmly replied, "I have already consulted with my superiors."

"Within the scope of compliance, the program crew may enter the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Publicity Center, Anti-Fraud Center, and Police Experience Area."

"Do not access real investigative secrets."

"Do not disclose privacy."

"Don't let children participate in law enforcement."

The director's eyes lit up more and more.

"So, you can take pictures?"

Qin Zheng looked at him.

"Yes, we can take pictures."

The director almost shouted "Grandpa!" on the spot.

He Chuan was a little flustered.

"Captain Qin, are you sure? To send Shen Ling'er to the police station for a trial?"

Qin Zheng glanced at Shen Ling'er.

"It's safer than letting her wander around outside."

Shen Ling'er frowned.

"I didn't bump into anything."

Qin Zheng said calmly, "Today you set up a stall, caught a human trafficker, rescued a student, and uncovered an old seal."

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"That's called working diligently."

He Chuan: "..."

This class is too harsh.

Yang Mi was still worried.

"Is it dangerous to work at a police station?"

Qin Zhengdao: "It's precisely because there are risks that we put it in the bureau."

He paused.

"There's one more thing."

Everyone looked at him.

Qin Zheng pointed to the red dots on the route map.

"These people have been leaving clues outside."

"We can't just wait."

"They should know that we've seen them."

The director didn't understand.

Shen Ling'er understood.

She looked up.

"You want to put the light in front of the police station."

Qin Zheng nodded.

"right."

Shen Ling'er thought for a while.

"OK."

Yang Mi lowered his head.

"Ling'er?"

Shen Ling'er looked at her.

"Mom, there are police officers over there."

She paused.

"Is there still a canteen?"

Qin Zheng: "Yes."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Then I'll go."

He Chuan rubbed his forehead.

A life-or-death underworld plot, an old gangster organization, and a police operation.

The final deciding factor was the cafeteria.

Shen Fei's daughter is indeed very reliable.

In the afternoon, the program resumed a brief live broadcast to announce the location for the next round of career experience.

He Chuan stood in front of the whiteboard in the activity room.

The expression is complex.

"Dear viewers, after communication between the program team and the police, the next round of career experience will be specially arranged."

Zhao Lei immediately sat up straight.

"Teacher He, don't scare me."

Chen Hao also asked, "It's not going to be the hospital again, is it?"

He Chuan took a deep breath.

"no."

"Next stop."

"Police Station Career Experience"

The activity room fell silent for a second.

Then, the barrage of comments exploded.

"???"

"Police station?!"

"Shen Ling'er went to the police station?"

"The little detective has finally made his home turf!"

"Won't this dredge up old cases?"

"The production team finally understands what we want to see!"

Zhao Lei's mouth was open.

He only said one sentence after a long while.

"Teacher He, this is not a job experience."

He Chuan asked, "What is that?"

Zhao Lei looked at Shen Ling'er.

"This is for her to go home."

Chen Doudou raised her hand.

"I want to go too!"

Lin Jia held him down.

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Doudou said earnestly, "To be a police dog."

The entire audience: "..."

Shen Ling'er glanced at him.

"First, learn not to eat sugar paintings."

Chen Doudou looked down at the rabbit in her hand.

It's so hard.

Yang Mi sat down next to Shen Ling'er.

She didn't laugh.

She looked at the words "Police Station" on the whiteboard, then at the red string in her daughter's sleeve.

The wind blew through the window cracks.

The copper coin made a soft clanging sound.

Ding.

Shen Ling'er looked up and gazed out the window.

The rain outside the window has stopped.

A sliver of light appeared on the distant horizon.