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

"They've come looking for him."

After Shen Ling'er finished speaking, the corridor outside the finance office fell completely silent.

The live stream has been switched away.

But everyone at the scene was still there.

Qin Zheng stared at the broken lock tattoo on the tablet, his finger hovering at the edge of the screen.

Master Xu lowered his head, his lips moved twice, but he didn't dare to reply.

Lu Qiming stopped pressuring him about the contract.

The life-saving merger and acquisition document from earlier doesn't seem so important now.

Yang Mi picked up Shen Ling'er.

She held him very firmly.

"Ling'er, stop talking."

Shen Ling'er leaned on Yang Mi's shoulder and whispered, "Mother, I didn't say anything wrong."

Yang Mi patted the back of her head.

"Mom knows."

It was precisely because she knew that she was even more afraid.

He Chuan stood to the side, holding a microphone that had been turned off, looking as if the production team had temporarily put him into a criminal investigation scenario.

He asked the director in a low voice, "Can we still film this show?"

The director remained silent for a long time in the earphones.

Finally, he managed to squeeze out, "Record the security content first."

He Chuan: "..."

Security content?

These four words sound very unsafe now.

Qin Zheng put away the tablet and looked at Master Xu.

"Who exactly is the person who locked the door?"

Master Xu looked up at Shen Ling'er, then at Qin Zheng.

"Captain Qin, I've only heard about it from the older generation."

"More than 20 years ago, a group of people emerged from this industry."

"They don't steal money or antiques."

"They're only looking for two things."

Qin Zheng asked, "Which two?"

Master Xu lowered his voice.

"An unopenable lock".

"There are also people who can pick locks."

Someone in the hallway gasped.

Zhao Lei stood behind, his mouth opening and closing.

This doesn't sound like a locksmith's job.

Like a legend.

Master Xu continued, "Back then, several veterans suddenly disappeared and never reappeared."

"Some people say they went abroad."

"Some people say they were taken away by the person who locked the door."

Qin Zheng frowned.

"What are you going to do with it?"

Master Xu shook his head.

"have no idea."

Shen Ling'er suddenly spoke up: "Make it a key."

Everyone turned to look at her.

Yang Mi's expression changed.

"Ling'er".

Shen Ling'er lifted her face from Yang Mi's shoulder.

"That's what my father said."

Qin Zheng immediately asked, "What were the exact words?"

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"My dad said that some people can't open the door themselves, so they want to turn the people who can open the door into keys."

Lu Qiming felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.

He finally understood.

This is not a commercial leak.

Someone used his company to set up a trap.

The contract is bait.

The safe is a hook.

Only the one who can open the safe is the fish.

But they didn't catch Shen Fei.

They fished out Shen Fei's daughter.

Qin made a decisive decision.

"The entire production crew will return to the filming location tonight."

"I'll arrange for someone to follow."

He Chuan nodded immediately.

"Cooperate, absolutely cooperate."

Lin Jia stood behind, holding Chen Doudou.

She didn't mention fairness or the program rules again.

She only asked Chen Hao in a low voice, "Can we back out?"

Chen Hao looked at her.

Are you scared?

Lin Jia looked at Shen Ling'er in Yang Mi's arms.

"I'm not afraid of children."

She paused.

"I'm afraid of what might happen behind the scenes with the child."

Chen Doudou looked up and whispered, "Mommy, Ling'er will protect us, right?"

Lin Jia covered his mouth.

This child's current survival strategy is very clear.

Hugging someone's leg.

And it felt incredibly smooth to hold.

Qin Zheng led his men to seal off the scene.

Before being taken away, Luo Wen looked back at Shen Ling'er one last time.

He didn't laugh this time.

Shen Ling'er was also looking at him.

"You'd better tell me quickly."

Rowan gritted his teeth.

"What did you say?"

Shen Ling'er pointed to his shoes.

"There's incense ash stuck to the sole of your right shoe."

"The place where you meet the middleman is neither the company nor the garage."

"It's a place with an incense burner."

Qin Zheng stopped in his tracks.

The police officers immediately squatted down to inspect the area.

Rowan's expression changed.

Shen Ling'er continued, "And red clay."

"It's not ordinary soil."

"The ground in front of the temple has been repaired."

Qin Zheng looked at Luo Wen.

Which temple is nearby?

Rowan kept his mouth shut.

Shen Ling'er tilted her head.

"Uncle, it's okay if he doesn't say anything."

"Sanqing Temple in the west of the city".

Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed.

How did you know?

Shen Ling'er reached out and touched her nose.

"The fragrance smells of cypress."

My dad took me there once.

"The mud at the entrance is red, and there's an unfinished turtle painting on the wall."

Zhao Lei couldn't hold back.

"In such a serious situation, a turtle can be used as evidence?"

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"The tortoise is more useful than you."

Zhao Lei silently took half a step back.

"Been taught a lesson."

Although this part couldn't be seen in the live chat, the staff on site were already trembling with suppressed emotion.

Qin Zheng didn't laugh.

He immediately ordered, "Check the surveillance footage around the Sanqing Temple in the west of the city."

Rowan finally panicked.

"How could you possibly know so much!"

Shen Ling'er frowned.

"Why do you bad guys always ask the same question?"

She stretched out her little hand and patted her head.

Use this.

He patted his ear again.

"And here too."

Finally, he patted the copper coins in his sleeve.

"And my dad."

Rowan shut up.

He finally realized that this child was not someone to mess with.

It was almost 9 p.m. when the convoy returned to the old neighborhood.

The program has resumed airing.

He Chuan explained to the camera, "The live broadcast was briefly interrupted just now because the scene involved a police investigation."

"The program is currently continuing."

The barrage of comments instantly flooded in.

"Teacher He, stop pretending! Did something terrible just happen?!"

"Who locked the door? Let them out!"

"Where's Shen Ling'er? I want to see the Demon Orb!"

"Where exactly is Shen Fei?!"

The camera pans to Yang Mi and Shen Ling'er.

Shen Ling'er sat on a small chair in the activity room, with a bowl of wontons that the production team had just bought in front of her.

She stirred it with a spoon.

"Mom, there are onions."

Yang Mi picked out the scallions.

"You can eat now."

Shen Ling'er nodded in satisfaction.

The chat was silent for a second.

"No way, it was like they were being chased by a secret organization just now, and now they're eating wontons?"

"The Master of Emotional Management"

"I understand. Even if the sky falls, we should eat first."

Lin Jia sat on the other side, staring at her family's dinner.

They earned 120 today and bought chicken legs, vegetables, and rice.

I was quite content at first.

Now that she saw the more than 10,000 yuan in cash belonging to Yang Mizu, she didn't want to say anything anymore.

Chen Doudou, carrying a bowl, slowly moved to Shen Ling'er's side.

Lin Jia's eyelids twitched.

"DouDou, what are you doing?"

Chen Doudou is very serious.

"I'll sit closer to Ling'er."

Lin Jia asked, "Why?"

Chen Doudou glanced at the two plainclothes policemen outside the door.

"Safety."

Lin Jia: "..."

She couldn't refute that reason.

Shen Ling'er glanced at him.

"Aren't you afraid of me anymore?"

Chen Doudou shook her head.

"Afraid."

"But I think it's better to be afraid of you than to be afraid of bad people."

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"You've become smarter."

Chen Doudou's eyes lit up.

"Really?"

"Um."

Shen Ling'er picked up a wonton.

"Be a little smarter."

Chen Doudou: "..."

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"DouDou has evolved: from a crybaby to a pragmatic person."

"Lin Jia's expression was priceless."

"Who would have thought that the most stable safe house on this show is right next to Shen Ling'er?"

At that moment, Qin Zheng pushed the door open and came in.

The live stream cameras did not avoid them.

He had changed into a regular jacket, but his back was still straight.

He Chuan immediately stood up.

"Officer Qin."

Qin Zheng nodded and looked at Yang Mi.

"Ms. Yang, there's something I need to confirm."

Yang Mi put down her chopsticks.

"Please speak."

Qin Zheng placed a printed photograph on the table.

The photo is a screenshot from surveillance footage.

The entrance to the Sanqing Temple in the west of the city.

A man with a bandage wrapped around his left hand stands beside an incense burner.

His hat brim was pulled low.

Half of a broken lock tattoo was visible on his right wrist.

Qin Zheng said, "We haven't caught the person."

"But we found this in the donation box outside the Sanqing Temple."

He then took out a transparent evidence bag.

Inside was an old yellow paper.

There were only four words on the paper.

The lock is open, and the door is at the door.

Yang Mi's face paled slightly when he saw those four words.

Shen Ling'er also stopped eating.

She stared at the piece of paper.

After a few seconds, she slowly pulled out a red string and copper coin from her sleeve.

The copper coin was stuck to her palm.

It's old and has become dull.

Qin Zheng's gaze fell on the copper coins.

"May I take a look at this copper coin?"

Yang Mi instinctively wanted to refuse.

Shen Ling'er, however, gripped the copper coin tightly.

"no."

Qin Zheng did not insist.

Why?

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"This was given to me by my mother."

"My dad said, whoever wants this, he'll beat them up."

He Chuan almost choked.

Qin Zheng paused for a moment.

"I'm not taking it."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"You can't even look at it."

"You don't understand."

That's a very harsh statement.

But Qin Zheng did not refute it.

He simply asked, "Can you understand it?"

Shen Ling'er lowered her head and used her little fingernail to scrape the edge of the copper coin.

There is a very fine notch on the outer edge of the coin.

It usually hides under the red rope, so the camera can't capture it at all.

Shen Ling'er aligned the notch with the four characters on the yellow paper.

next second.

She blinked.

"daughter."

Yang Mi immediately approached.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Ling'er pointed to the yellow paper.

"This isn't for the police officers."

Qin Zheng asked, "Who is it for?"

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"Give it to my father."

The activity room fell silent instantly.

The live stream chat exploded.

"What? For Shen Fei?"

"The organization behind this is really coming from Shen Fei!"

"Shen Fei, come out quickly! Your wife and kids have been called out!"

Qin Zheng pressed further, "What do you mean?"

Shen Ling'er put the copper coin back into her sleeve, her voice lower than usual.

"My dad said that."

"If someone writes 'Lock open, door open,' it means they are telling him—"

She paused for a moment.

Everyone was staring at her.

Shen Linger said every word.

"They've found the door."

Qin Zheng frowned.

"What door?"

Shen Ling'er shook her head.

"I have no idea."

Yang Mi took her hand.

This time, Shen Ling'er didn't deny it.