The document is a testimony, mostly marked with question marks, indicating that these issues have not been investigated.

It is currently still in a sealed-off state...

After quickly reading through the text, Lin Ziyan frowned, looked up at Lu Yunshen, and...

"What do you think Wei Sheng knows, but hasn't dared to say?"

Lu Yun Shen nodded slightly, "He was taken to gamble by that person. As for what was stolen, he probably didn't find it. He only roughly knows that it was a list or something."

Lin Ziyan handed him the documents and recounted what had happened the previous night.

“I suspect they are in cahoots, and may even be the same group of people involved in the port explosion.”

After Lin Ziyan finished speaking, she shook her head, thinking that she might be overthinking things.

Lu Yunshen's eyes flashed. It was possible that it was the same group of people, but he didn't know if they were the same group he was looking for.

at the same time.

Inside the main room of the Lin family home.

Xiaoxiao and Jiaojiao were watching TV upstairs, and the sound carried into the main room.

Grandma Lan sat in the main room, fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan.

There was a standing fan in the main room, but neither of them wanted to use it.

The cicadas chirped incessantly, and the swaying bamboo creaked.

Several small birds were strolling in the Lin family's yard, taking a few steps before flying back to the branches.

"You must have been scared last night?" Grandma Lan sighed and looked at her great-grandmother who was cutting paper.

"Compared to the days when they would search our homes all the time, last night was nothing," said Mrs. [Name].

A dark light gleamed in her cloudy eyes.

Grandma Lan paused for a moment, realizing that there were some things she couldn't say any more.

She wasn't sure if the list was in her grandmother's possession.

That comrade only gave us the address of Haibi Village; he didn't even have time to say the name before he sacrificed himself.

"Grandma Lan, this village isn't safe, and you're still wandering around." Grandma Lan looked up at the door. This morning, two boys were playing with pebbles outside, but their eyes kept looking into the house.

She wouldn't have noticed before, but now...

Both of my granddaughters stayed home today and didn't go out to play.

She knew every child in the village, but the two boys were unfamiliar faces, and she wasn't allowed to see their faces.

Grandma Lan's heart skipped a beat. She followed her gaze but saw nothing.

"What's so unsettling? You didn't hear those people say there are water ghosts in the pond, did you?" Grandma Lan laughed.

She tried to appear calm, but her palms were already sweating.

The Lin family is being targeted…

Grandma Lan was anxious, but she couldn't show it.

“I don’t know if there are water ghosts, but there are definitely ghosts in the village,” Ah Tai replied casually.

She was on guard when her house was burgled last time, so she had hidden her belongings beforehand.

Those people are still up to no good and are trying to come knocking again.

Grandma Lan's heart was pounding in her throat. These words made her wonder if her great-grandfather had also been a revolutionary.

A faint lemon scent lingered in the air, and the swaying shadows of the trees fell in front of the main room, perfectly blocking the glaring sunlight.

The story of the child falling into the water was passed around, and in the end, it was all attributed to the fact that the Ghost Festival was approaching and the nights were not peaceful.

As evening approached, Aunt Wang, who was waiting at the food stall, heard about what was happening in the village and her eyelids twitched.

She didn't return from the village until it was almost dark yesterday, and thinking about it now gives me the creeps.

"Boss, the fish has been prepared according to your instructions. Do you really not need me to cook it?" the chef asked.

Aunt Wang waved her hand, "Master Li, you should go to the back and take a nap while there are no customers now."

"I'll have Xiao Wang call you when it's time to eat."

Master Li nodded and turned to walk into the inner room.

There are separate small rooms for employees to rest, since it's a late-night snack time. Sometimes they work until the early hours of the morning, and everyone is exhausted.

When Aunt Wang renovated this place, she specially set aside a rest area.

The chef has a separate small room, while the other helpers have bunk beds.

Aunt Wang sat in the shop eating sunflower seeds, chatting casually with the aunt next door.

"Are you open for business on the Ghost Festival?" the auntie asked casually.

Although both businesses are in the food business, their businesses do not conflict at all.

One is a food stall, and the other is a dessert shop.

Aunt Wang: "Of course it was open; there were even more people that night."

After she finished speaking, her heart trembled slightly as she recalled the rumors circulating in the village.

The two exchanged only a few words before the auntie hurriedly left.

At this time of day, dessert shops are so busy that it's a luxury to be able to sit down and chat for a few minutes.

Aunt Wang stood at the door looking towards the parking lot for a while, and when she saw Lin Ziyan get out of the car, her eyes lit up instantly.

She was itching to try it last night, so she tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep.

"Auntie, reserve 10 large tables tonight. The workers from the shrimp paste factory and the electronics store are all coming here for a meal."

"Oh, right, the people from the seafood market office are coming too." Lin Ziyan strode to the shop entrance and gave them a heads-up.

Aunt Wang paused for a few seconds, then smiled broadly, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes deepening, and said...

"Okay, I'll have Chef Li cook a few more of his signature dishes then."

After saying that, she led Lin Ziyan inside.

Having heard about crayfish, she was really looking forward to the grilled fish that Lin Ziyan mentioned.

The barbecue grill and charcoal were all lit, and the fire was just starting to burn brightly.

The ingredients prepared by Chef Li were neatly arranged on the shelf.

The kitchen helper also washed the side dishes and placed them on the shelf next to them.

Lin Ziyan glanced at the kitchen and nodded repeatedly; this was her first time entering Aunt Wang's shop kitchen.

One word to describe it: clean.

"Ayan, how do you plan to grill it?" Aunt Wang asked curiously.

She had prepared a lot of ingredients, but she still couldn't figure out how to cook this new dish.

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