This news was like a bolt from the blue, leaving Lu Zhiwei stunned and unable to recover for a long time.

"What exactly happened?" Lu Zhiwei asked Shen Jiarui, frowning.

“I don’t know either. I went to Shuiyun Bay Villa today to pick him up to go to the hospital for treatment, but he was not at home. I only found this note on the coffee table.”

Shen Jiarui handed the note to Lu Zhiwei, who took it from him and unfolded it to read.

The note contained a line of his strong, powerful handwriting.

May I return to a time of peace and tranquility.

After reading these words, Lu Zhiwei's fingertips gradually became hot.

Shen Jiarui, standing to the side, stared blankly, still not understanding the meaning. So he asked Lu Zhiwei, "Sister-in-law, what does my brother mean by this? Is he thinking of committing suicide? What does peace and tranquility have to do with him?"

Shen Jiarui didn't understand, but Lu Zhiwei did.

He didn't want her to put herself in danger, but he himself, with his crippled body, ventured into perilous situations to accomplish what she wanted to do.

"Shen Jinmo, you idiot." Lu Zhiwei crumpled the note into a ball, biting her lip tightly, her expression filled with grief and indignation.

“Jiarui, your brother is probably involved in that artist’s disappearance case. I will find a way to bring him back safely. You take good care of the Shen Group. I’m going to the police station now.”

Lu Zhiwei put the note back in her pocket. She didn't have time to entertain Shen Jiarui anymore. She went inside to get her car keys and sped off to the police station.

They broke into the office of the special investigation team investigating the artist's disappearance.

The team leader is holding a meeting with the team members.

Lu Zhiwei's arrival caused the captain to stand up solemnly: "Miss Lu, what brings you here?"

"Did Shen Jingmo reach some kind of cooperation agreement with you?" Lu Zhiwei asked bluntly.

The captain hesitated, looking dazed, and said, "This..."

"At this point, don't hide it from me. I can help you investigate the case. I am the president of the Global Art Association and have the authority to cooperate with you and all overseas police forces to arrest this criminal gang."

Lu Zhiwei's sincerity moved the captain in charge of the case.

He picked up the remote and turned on the screen behind him.

The screen displays a map of the border region, and somewhere along the coast, a red dot remains stationary.

"Miss Lu, before Mr. Shen went deep into enemy territory alone, he contacted us. He was wearing a bracelet that was exclusively customized for him by the Shen Group, with an advanced positioning chip embedded in it."

This chip will guide the police to quickly pinpoint his location, thereby locating the criminal gang's hideout.

Lu Zhiwei looked up, her eyes fixed on the red dot on the screen.

She suddenly remembered the night of New Year's Eve.

Shen Jinmo asked her to give him the bracelet as a New Year's gift.

Perhaps he had already decided to implement this plan back then.

He kept it all a secret so well, not revealing a single word.

"How did he manage to contact the criminal gang that was picking him up?" Lu Zhiwei was quite curious about this.

"He said that you had successfully completed the challenge and received an envelope. You received an email in your account with a delivery address, but the email only existed for ten minutes, so you may not have seen it."

The team leader shared all the information they had with Lu Zhiwei in detail.

Lu Zhiwei clenched her fists tightly.

My heart felt like it had been scratched hard by some claws, and it ached faintly.

After calming down, Lu Zhiwei asked, "Are you discussing an arrest plan?"

"Yes, because the criminal den is located in a sensitive border area, if we rashly contact foreign police for cooperation, we are afraid that the police have already been bribed, and if the plan fails, it will be detrimental to Mr. Shen's personal safety."

We need to think this through carefully; we may need Mr. Shen to provide more useful evidence over there.

"Many paintings are now circulating in the market, including those painted by missing artists."

They have disappeared, but in a short period of time they have produced a large number of works that are circulating on the market at high prices.

They were clearly being threatened, and from the meanings conveyed in the paintings I bought, I could sense their plea for help.

Lu Zhiwei solemnly informed the police of the information she possessed.

"As the president of the art association, Ms. Lu, could you perhaps have information on the distribution channels of these paintings? If we start from the source, we can gather more concrete evidence of the other party's crimes," the task force leader said.

“I’ve already sent people to investigate. This border area is closer to the US. I think I need to go back to the US as soon as possible to secure a reliable partner for the police here. I also have some resources with Interpol.”

Lu Zhiwei remained calm and composed, speaking her thoughts in an orderly manner.

Rather than just worrying, she hoped to resolve the matter quickly and comprehensively.

"But aren't you still suspected in Jiang Jingyu's case? If we just let you leave the country, it might be..."

The captain was in a dilemma.

“Let her go. I vouch for it with my career and my integrity.” Liu Changqing walked in from outside at that moment.

He is the team leader in charge of Jiang Jingyu's case, and he has to take full responsibility if anything goes wrong.

"Old Liu." Lu Zhiwei looked at Liu Changqing gratefully.

After years of collaboration, the two have developed a tacit understanding that requires no further explanation.

Liu Changqing patted her on the shoulder: "I have seen your dedication to the police station and the people over the years, and I trust your character. Besides, you are not a criminal, so we have no reason to restrict your freedom to leave the country."

“Okay, once I get to the US, I’ll contact the police there and then get in touch with you here. Also, I’ll continue to follow up on Jiang Jingyu’s case and will definitely help you solve it as soon as possible so you can get the credit,” Lu Zhiwei said with a smile.

Liu Changqing shook his head: "Forget about the credit. You should take care of yourself. A little girl who's a con artist is always worrying about this and that. When will she start worrying about herself?"

"Yes, I will." Lu Zhiwei nodded.

After leaving the police station, Lu Zhiwei immediately returned to the Lu family villa, said a brief goodbye to Jiang Zhan, packed some simple luggage, and took her son Lu Anyu on a plane to M country.

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Border and coastal areas.

Inside the heavily guarded industrial park, there are bodyguards with guns standing guard every five meters, working in shifts 24 hours a day, making it so secure that even a fly would have a hard time getting out of the park.

It was already late at night, but all the lights in the park were still on.

The first floor is the workers' packing area, the second floor is the framing area, and the third floor is the artists' painting area.

The artists who come here seem to have had their souls ripped out, like mechanical dolls, holding their paintbrushes and drawing expressionlessly on the paper.

If they didn't paint well, or wasted a piece of paper, bodyguards would stand by them, holding long whips, and lash them hard.

But they would never hurt these artists' hands, because those were their most precious possessions and the tools that enabled them to create enormous wealth.