“Looking for him?”

Wang Qian frowned, hesitating, “We don’t have a deep relationship. I don’t quite trust him. Boss, you don’t know, the day after the Xiahou family clashed with the Palace Master, he sent a message saying he wanted to help me, which is very suspicious...” Their friendship was shallow, Wang Qian didn’t believe that Yuanshi Tianzun would offend the Xiahou family for him. What’s the benefit?

Hearing this, Qingdian Dasheng hesitated.

The Spicy Girl on the side glanced at Wang Qian, then at Qingdian Dasheng, and asked with interest, “Are you talking about that newbie who cleared two S-levels, the one who’s been hot on the official forum lately?” Wang Qian nodded, “I’m his informant.”

Wo Xing Wo Su scrutinized him, clicking her tongue in admiration.

Qingdian Dasheng took the opportunity to ask, “Su Su, what do you think?”

Wo Xing Wo Su shook her head, “I’m very interested in this kind of genius little boy, but I don’t understand him.”

Qingdian Dasheng pondered for a few seconds, then said his own thoughts, “Yuanshi Tianzun isn't old and is a newbie. Spirit Attendants of this age still have a fire in their hearts. They can’t stand bullying the weak. Shengshou, send him a message telling him about this, saying your sister was kidnapped, and you suspect the Xiahou family did it. Don’t describe it too much. See how he replies.”

Wang Qian nodded, “Then should I go out again?”

Qingdian Dasheng shook his head, “Send it directly here. We’re about to move locations anyway. We’ll leave after you send it.” The young man wearing headphones and the Spicy Girl came over. Under the gaze of his companions, Wang Qian took out his phone and entered the message: “My sister was kidnapped by the Xiahou family. The Xiahou family doesn't follow the rules and targeted my family. Doesn't the official care?”

He edited the message and looked at his companions.

Qingdian Dasheng shook his head, “Young geniuses are generally proud and respond better to soft approaches than hard ones. Soften the wording a bit. Change it to: My sister was kidnapped by the Xiahou family. She’s just an ordinary person. Help me. Save her.”

Wang Qian immediately modified the message and sent it.

Zhang Yuanqing sent away Xie Lingxi, who was full of “Brother, are you hurt?” and “Xiahou Tianyuan is a bastard!” Just as he hung up the phone, he received a message notification.

“Wang Qian finally sent me a message?”

He was overjoyed, thinking that his Disguise Ring was finally going to be useful.

Then he realized that Wang Qian’s message was sent to “Yuanshi Tianzun,” not the anonymous number.

Zhang Yuanqing read the message and his face instantly darkened. Kidnapping family members?

The Xiahou family actually targeted Wang Qian’s family, not even letting ordinary people go?

What's the difference between this and an evil occupation...

He put away his phone and left the restroom.

Guan Ya, who was sitting in front of the computer, looked up and glanced at him, smiling, "In less than ten minutes, I have a deep and clear understanding of your stamina... What's wrong?" She suddenly noticed that Yuanshi’s expression was not good.

Zhang Yuanqing whispered, “Wang Qian’s sister was kidnapped...”

He quietly told Guan Ya the content of the message.

The experienced driver Guan Ya raised an eyebrow.

Zhang Yuanqing sought her opinion, “In this situation, what do you think I should do?” After seeing the message, his first reaction was anger, anger at the Xiahou family's lawlessness; the second reaction was suspicion, doubting the authenticity of the event; the third reaction was caution.

Guan Ya pondered for a few seconds, then frowned, “I think something is wrong. The Xiahou family is domineering, but not to this extent. Ordinary people are indeed insignificant to them, but this is Songhai. They shouldn’t be so unscrupulous.”

“You mean... the message is fake? Or the Xiahou family didn’t kidnap her?”

“No, I mean, there’s a problem with the Xiahou family’s attitude toward the Zhisha Palace. The retaliation is too much.” Guan Ya’s expression was serious, and she said, “My suggestion is to ignore it. The water is deep here. If you really want to interfere, then pressure them in the name of the official, but you’re just an elite member, not a captain, let alone an executive. The Xiahou family isn’t afraid of you.”

“I can call Chief Fu.”

Guan Ya chuckled, “You don’t understand him. I bet he would answer you like this: if you believe in procedural justice, then go collect evidence and come back to me. If you follow result justice, then you don’t need to come to me.”

The Xiahou family's actions must be very clean. I can't find any evidence, and finding evidence takes time. I don't know what Wang Qian's sister's situation is now. The longer it drags on, the more dangerous it becomes. Result justice means, isn't this just the Zhisha Palace's way of doing things… Zhang Yuanqing glanced at her and said, “I’ll go ask.”

He turned around and went back to the restroom.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing walked out with a strange expression and said loudly, “You woman, tell me quickly, what is your relationship with Chief Fu?” Fu Qingyang’s reply was almost exactly the same as what she said.

Guan Ya giggled, "Guess."

Zhang Yuanqing didn't say a word, his face dark, picked up his backpack, and left angrily. Outside the Security Department, he hailed a taxi and headed to Wang Qian's sister's house.

Sitting in the car, he closed his eyes and thought for a few minutes, and Zhang Yuanqing came up with a solution.

“If I want to follow procedural justice, the best way is to borrow that command flag from Fu Qingyang and then interrogate Xiahou Tianyuan. But the squad leader isn’t here now. If I go alone, Xiahou Tianyuan might hit someone again. At that time, I’m afraid I won’t be able to help but kill him. If I follow result justice, I can use the Red Dancing Shoes to find Wang Qian’s sister. Then I’ll catch them red-handed and see how Xiahou Tianyuan can quibble.”

Zhang Yuanqing took out his phone and sent Wang Qian a message: “Understood.”

Suburbs, low and old bungalows.

Wang Qian heard a "ding" from his phone and his expression tightened as he quickly lit up the phone screen: "He replied." His companions immediately gathered around.

"Understood..." Wang Qian looked at the message content and his face turned to disappointment.

These three understated words neither agreed nor refused, which left him feeling uncertain.

Qingdian Dasheng sighed, "Let's move locations first and wait a little longer. Not rushing to agree actually shows that this person is calm, right? At least he didn't refuse."

Wang Qian nodded.

Tiandi Buren and Wo Xing Wo Su exchanged glances and silently sighed, starting to pack up.

In the car, Zhang Yuanqing heard a notification sound from his phone and picked it up to check. It was a text message from Guan Ya: “I’m his cousin.”

Guan Ya is Fu Qingyang’s cousin?

Zhang Yuanqing was surprised and not surprised. He had known for a long time that Guan Ya's identity was not simple, but he didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that she was Fu Qingyang’s cousin.

No, not a coincidence. Chief Fu arranged his cousin to work under him, which makes sense.

Moreover, Guan Ya knows Fu Qingyang so well and lacks respect, which explains everything.

In that case, Guan Ya's real name is Fu Ya? At least her surname is Fu.

At this time, the taxi stopped outside a residential area. The driver asked, "Scan the code or cash?"

Zhang Yuanqing paid in cash, pushed open the car door, and entered the residential area where Wang Qian's sister lived.

Wang Qian’s sister doesn’t live in Kangyang District, but in Fenghui District next door. The infrastructure of the residential area is not bad and the location is also good. As a native of Songhai, Zhang Yuanqing can easily estimate the price of the house.

It should be around 80,000 per square meter. "Knock knock!"

He arrived at the floor where Wang Qian's sister's house was located and knocked on the security door.

A dozen seconds later, the sound of footsteps came and stopped at the door for a few seconds. Someone observed Zhang Yuanqing through the peephole before twisting the doorknob and opening the door.

A young man was standing inside the door. His face was haggard and his eyebrows were filled with anxiety and worry. He scrutinized the stranger outside the door: "Who are you looking for?"

Zhang Yuanqing didn't answer and slipped into the house, while the young man stood there with a blank expression.

He was under a hallucination.

After entering the living room, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the layout of the room and accurately located the bathroom. He pulled out a few strands of long hair from the bathroom drain. To be on the safe side, he also found hair with the same texture next to the pillow in the bedroom.

After collecting the hair, he left Wang Qian's sister's house.

Walking out of the residential building, Zhang Yuanqing pondered his next course of action.

"First, lock down Wang Qian's sister's location. If she's being held in a secret place, I'll rescue her immediately. If Xiahou Tianyuan is keeping her by his side, then I'll stay put and call Fu Qingyang."

With this in mind, he scanned a shared bicycle, summoned the Red Dancing Shoes in a quiet place, and stuffed the hair into the shoes.

Then, he cast an illusion spell to conceal its existence.

Tap tap tap... The Red Dancing Shoes happily circled around its useless owner before running off wildly.

Slow down, too fast! Zhang Yuanqing frantically pedaled the bicycle, chasing after it.

An hour later, Zhang Yuanqing arrived at the edge of Fenghui District. The commercial buildings and residential buildings here were fewer, and the greenery and villa areas were more numerous.

The Red Dancing Shoes hopped forward, its pace very lively and arrogant.

It arrived outside a villa complex and, in front of the gate security guard, strode into the villa in a manner that recognized no one.

Fortunately, the security guard couldn't see it, or he would have been trampled to death.

Zhang Yuanqing threw the bicycle by the side of the road, looked around, and saw road surveillance cameras. He agilely hid in the roadside green belt and entered Night Wanderer state.

Concealing his figure, Zhang Yuanqing sprinted into the villa complex and, following his senses, found the Red Dancing Shoes. It was about to enter a two-story villa with a garden.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing immediately ended the tracking.

The Red Dancing Shoes pattered back to its owner, demanding that he pay it: [Are you willing to dance with me? If you are, please stomp your feet in place.]

Where do I have time to dance with you now... Zhang Yuanqing sighed and took the Red Dancing Shoes away first.

A few minutes later, in an invisible state, he returned to the villa again, climbed over the wall, and entered the yard.

Zhang Yuanqing stuck to the wall of the villa, went around to the backyard, and saw three middle-aged men sitting at a table in the yard, basking in the sun. The table was full of beer and food.

A middle-aged man with a big belly took a gulp of beer and said, "This woman has seen our faces. Should we kill her?"

"Young Master Tianyuan still has a use for her. We'll wait until we lure out the people from the Zhisha Palace," a companion shook his head.

Another companion said, "This is Songhai. After all, it's the territory of the Five Elements Alliance. It's not good to kill people, right?" The middle-aged man with a big belly sneered, "Has Young Master Tianyuan killed few ordinary people?"

"Those were all done secretly, or made to look like accidents or sudden deaths. This is different. Don't mess around yet. In a few more days, that Wang Qian should contact Young Master Tianyuan on his own initiative."

Zhang Yuanqing waited in place for a few seconds. The time for Night Wanderer ended, and he cast the skill again, concealing his figure. Sticking to the wall, he quickly passed through the backyard and entered the villa.

During this process, the middle-aged men at the table didn't notice anything.