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Nie Qianwen broke down. What happened? Why was her father detained? Why did her mother shoot at Commander Huang?

When Wu Jinghui was restrained by several soldiers, she still shouted, and was knocked unconscious by a soldier with a karate chop. Then, she was immediately fitted with silver bracelets. Nie Qianwen wanted to help, but her legs felt like lead, and she couldn't move them. Before she could even make a move, she was already subdued.

She watched helplessly as a large number of people rushed into her house, into every room. Nie Youyu was extremely anxious; there were things in his house that these people couldn't see.

He wasn't afraid of what was in the study upstairs; at worst, he could be charged with embezzlement and bribery. But he was terrified that what was in the bedroom would be found. At that moment, Nie Youyu even held his breath.

A soldier rushed out of the study on the second floor, shouting, "Reporting, sir! We've found something!"

Commander Huang led a few people up to the second floor.

At this moment, Lai Xiang had been pulled to a corner by Tang Yue, and Lai Xiang was completely dazed. She wondered if she was hallucinating, but the strength in her hands was real; she was indeed being pulled along.

This feeling was truly mysterious. Chang Yin had been keeping an eye on the movements on the second floor. He saw Lai Xiang walking forward with her left arm slightly outstretched, a very strange posture.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, his eyes darkening slightly. Then, while controlling Nie Youyu, Chang Yin observed Lai Xiang's expression. Sure enough, Lai Xiang's face lit up with surprise.

"Little Yueyue, is it really you?" Lai Xiang was happy at first, but when she thought that she could not see Little Yueyue now, but could feel her in her hands, tears streamed down her face like they were free.

Waaaaah, Little Yueyue is probably gone. Her ghost has come to haunt her. "Waaaah, Little Yueyue, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have preferred never to have met you."

"I'm the one who caused you trouble; I'm the one who hurt you."

Tang Yue was speechless. She had only called out "Sister Lai!" softly enough for Lai Xiang to hear, and yet so many people had come.

She gently shook Lai Xiang's hand, "Sister Lai, listen to me, I'm fine. This is a secret technique passed down in my family. You can't see me, but I'm still alive and well. Really."

Lai Xiang had tears on her face and was somewhat dazed as she listened to Tang Yue's explanation.

"Really?"

"Yes, Sister Lai, I'm not lying to you. Nie Youyu did try to harm me, but the battalion commander and the others came to my rescue in time, and I'm fine. Don't worry, Sister Lai."

Lai Xiang's big eyes lit up. "Then, Xiao Yueyue, why can't I see you?"

"Sister Lai, listen to me, I'm really fine. There's a reason I did this. Don't do anything, understand? If they take you back to the unit for questioning later, just cooperate and tell them whatever you know."

Do you understand?

Lai Xiang wanted to nod, but said, "Don't nod."

Tang Yue was speechless. Chang Yin had been staring at Lai Xiang for a long time, and she knew she had been exposed. However, it was fine as long as she didn't admit it. Anyway, the battalion commander had no evidence.

Commander Huang and his men had found the large yellow croakers and jewelry in the study, and the note tucked among them was particularly eye-catching. If Chang Yin hadn't pointed it out, no one would have noticed the note so closely.

But given these factors, it's impossible for anyone to deny it.

Tang Yue's consciousness had reached the first-floor bedroom, and after a thorough search, the group found nothing amiss. Just as the person was about to leave, Tang Yue couldn't let them return empty-handed.

Moreover, that piece of paper alone couldn't possibly kill Nie Youyu. However, it wouldn't be good to be given unsolicited advice, since everyone here was too shrewd.

Since she had already been exposed, Tang Yue didn't care anymore. She went downstairs to Chang Yin's side and used her spiritual power to isolate herself from others. "Battalion Commander, there's something wrong with the bricks behind the headboard in the bedroom on the first floor."

Chang Yin didn't look in Tang Yue's direction, but his expression showed he was very unhappy. He summoned two soldiers to keep a close watch on Nie Youyu, then walked to the bedroom door. "Did you find anything?"

One of them replied, "There's a lot of money and jewelry. These things far exceed..."

He didn't say anything more, but everyone understood what he meant.

Chang Yin walked around the room. "Have you searched everywhere?"

"Yes, apart from these, there were no other findings."

Chang Yin slowly circled the room, carefully searching the cabinets several times, tapping everywhere, and probing for hidden compartments. He found nothing. The soldiers from Kyoto stood to one side, their eyes fixed straight ahead.

The meaning is obvious: if you don't believe us, go check it carefully yourself. There's nothing there anyway.

After inspecting the cabinet, Chang Yin bent down to check under the bed. Then he slowly moved towards the head of the bed. Just as the leading soldier was getting impatient and was about to order a retreat, Chang Yin's voice came over.

"What's this?"

Before anyone else could speak, Chang Yin had already pushed the bed outwards quite a bit. The others quickly came over to check. They stared at the pristine white walls; without careful observation, it was truly impossible to tell that this place was any different from the rest of the house.

If there's anything different, it's that the walls here seem a bit whiter than elsewhere. Chang Yin touched the three lines that were slightly different from the others; this place was different.

One of them frowned, "It must be because the plaster wasn't spread evenly when it was scraping the wall."

Chang Yin didn't speak, but tapped the spot; it was no different from the rest. He grabbed a bedroom chair and slammed it down on the spot. Actually, he could easily push it away with his bare hands, but that didn't fit his persona.

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