"I really don't know what he does. He never lets me know what he does. He just gives me money."

"I, I was abused by my parents since I was young. They often beat and scolded me, and even wanted to sell me to an old bachelor. Later, I jumped into the river and was rescued by Li Long."

"He asked me if I was willing to be with him, and I agreed. We lived together secretly for a long time. Later, when I got pregnant, he took me away and sent me to a place where no one knew us."

"He said that if anyone asked me, I should just say I was a widow. I didn't understand why, so he told me to do as he said so that he could keep me and the child safe in the future."

"I realized something was wrong at that time, but I didn't dare ask too much. I relied on him to survive."

The woman was crying as she spoke.

"Li Long is very good to me. Although he can't be with me often, every time we meet, he brings me something I've never seen before. He is also good to children."

"It's just that every time we met, it was secretive. He didn't even let the child see him when he was awake."

"He said it would be best for the child not to see him, so I would tell him some of the child's interesting stories."

As the woman spoke, she burst into tears as if she could no longer control her emotions.

Song Qingyun did not urge her, but instead put a glass of water in front of her.

The woman held the teacup tightly with both hands and finally stopped crying after a long time. She drank some water and looked up at Song Qingyun.

"I know you're all good people. You arrested me because of Li Long. I knew he wouldn't live long. This guy..."

Song Qingyun felt bad when he looked at the woman. They were all miserable people tortured by fate.

To them, Li Long was an evil man who committed crimes and was unforgivable, but to this woman, Li Long was a god who saved her from danger.

She can understand women's complex emotions.

The woman continued, “That’s how we get along.”

The woman looked at Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun knew that she was not lying and nodded slightly.

"Did he leave anything with you? Or where were your dates?"

"It's the yard next to my house. He bought it a long time ago and decorated it like it's abandoned. There's a basement in the house. We go there every time we meet." The woman said in a low voice.

Song Qingyun nodded.

Wan Yaochen neatly wrote the address on a piece of paper, opened the door a crack and reached out his hand. Zhang Ming outside took the note and turned to leave.

"Did he leave anything with you? He said it was for the child and told you not to open it and wait until the child is older to look at it."

"There's a wooden box. He said it's money for raising our children, so I should keep it." The woman whispered, "Can't you give us that money?"

Song Qingyun looked at her and shook his head. "I'm sorry, the money Li Long earned must be confiscated. It was all illegally earned."

The woman wiped her tears and asked, "How are my child and I going to survive? What should we do?"

Song Qingyun looked at the woman, but ultimately said nothing. She stood up and said, "Calm down for a moment. Once we've checked everything, we'll let you go."

The woman covered her face and sobbed softly.

Song Qingyun opened the door and walked out. She felt extremely depressed.

"Teacher Song, Director Shen is done with his work. You can come over if you want to see him." Qian Xiao walked over and said to Song Qingyun.

“Okay.” Song Qingyun responded and went to Shen Weidong’s office.

Shen Weidong had just returned from outside, and there was still a smell of blood on his body.

"Brother Shen, are you hurt?" Song Qingyun asked with concern.

"It's not me, it's the one who resisted arrest. The blood splattered on me. I have to clean it up, otherwise when I get home later, your sister-in-law will be worried again."

Song Qingyun nodded.

"Qingyun, what do you want to talk to me about?" Shen Weidong asked.

Song Qingyun placed the portrait in his hand on Shen Weidong’s desk.

Shen Weidong was also slightly stunned when he looked at the man in the portrait, "He and Wei'an..."

Song Qingyun nodded.

"They do look a bit similar, but without Li Long to confirm their identities, we can only go to Shanghai to check," said Song Qingyun.

"Shanghai is not within our jurisdiction. It would be difficult for us to go there rashly and investigate people based on two portraits without any evidence," said Shen Weidong.

Song Qingyun told Shen Weidong about her previous discussion with Xia Weian about publishing Xiao Jin's portrait in the newspaper and issuing a missing person notice.

"This can only give us a sigh of relief and disintegrate them from within, but we still can't find where they are."

Song Qingyun nodded.

"Yes, I think this person should be in the military or politics. Judging from his aura, he is not ordinary. I want to apply to go to Shanghai for exchange and study."

"I'll discuss with Director Zheng and the military to see if we can arrange for a team to secretly cooperate and protect you."

Song Qingyun nodded. She was certainly not brave enough to go alone. After all, Shanghai was not their sphere of influence. If she really encountered any problems, she would not even have anyone to help her, which would be very difficult.

"The steel mill has the opportunity to go to Shanghai for exchanges and learning every year, led by the secretariat."

"Weian has already discussed with two other comrades in his office. There will be an opportunity to go to Shanghai this year, so he will take people there," said Song Qingyun.

Shen Weidong immediately understood what Song Qingyun meant.

"I'll coordinate with the higher-ups and go there under the guise of exchange and learning. Even if you attract their attention, it won't alert them too much, and we can still operate in secret for a while."

Song Qingyun nodded.

Shen Weidong sighed, “This matter caused a lot of trouble. I don’t know what was going on in that person’s mind. With abilities like you and Wei’an, you actually…”

Shen Weidong paused for a moment, then continued, “Fortunately, Wei’an didn’t stay with them, otherwise, we don’t know how many times more headaches we would have!”

Song Qingyun was a little amused and helpless.

“Sometimes I don’t know whether I should be happy or sad.”

Neither of them said anything more.

Song Qingyun went home first.

Shen Weidong tidied himself up. He had been working non-stop for a while and was obviously unable to bear it anymore.

He also plans to go home and rest for a day today and continue tomorrow.

Song Qingyun's training is still going on. Zheng Xing takes care of Song Qingyun. She teaches for half a day in the morning, and other lecturers are arranged in the afternoon.

Song Qingyun usually returns to the county at noon.

Xia Ruokui has returned to school to continue her classes. Han Chengwu picks her up and drops her off every day, and there are people guarding near the school during the day.

There's no one home at this time.

Song Qingyun sat alone in a rocking chair, looking at the blue sky, slowly organizing his thoughts...