After learning that the other party had not encountered any danger the previous night, Qingque stopped dwelling on the matter.

However, what puzzled her most was the woman the other party mentioned, and the assistant who had just come from the intelligence agency.

Qingque wasn't stupid; she could guess that the intelligence agency person was probably related to the woman Lin Mo mentioned.

On the way, Qingque asked the other party why they came to find Lin Mo, but the other party just gave a few perfunctory answers.

However, Qingque did not press the matter, perhaps Lin Mo had his own ideas.

Even so, Qingque still felt a little uncomfortable. Why couldn't he tell me? Did he look down on me?

Just then, Lin Mo finished washing up and came out.

Qingque looked at him, crossed her arms, and couldn't help but ask, "Hey, Lin Mo, what's up with that person outside? What does he want from you?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo scratched his head. He had discussed it with Chen Yanan, and they decided to keep this a secret.

However, he felt it wouldn't hurt to tell Qingque.

But while he thought that way, Li Ling outside didn't think so.

The other party felt that the fewer people knew about the parchment scroll, the better.

Such important information—who knows what others will think?

Looking at Qingque's worried yet slightly resentful expression, Lin Mo suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

Is it a bit wrong for me to always do things my own way?

Having just left the orphanage, Lin Mo had no idea that there was someone in the world who was so worried about his safety.

If he didn't have it, that would be fine; he could act decisively and do dangerous things. But if he did have it, things would be different.

He has to take responsibility for this little girl who cares about him.

We can't keep the other person worrying like this.

Qingque stared at Lin Mo with her big, adorable eyes.

Lin Mo put his hands on his hips and said smugly, "Since you asked so sincerely, I will mercifully tell you."

...

After hearing about what happened to Lin Mo last night, Qing Que stared blankly at him, then pouted in a huff and said, "Hey, hey, hey! Lin Mo! Didn't you say you were going for a walk? How did it suddenly turn into going to jail? Goodness, your mouth is even more flirtatious than a scumbag's!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo was immediately embarrassed, but he quickly recovered and laughed with his arms crossed, "Hehe, going for a walk on the road is a way to relax, but going to prison to relax is not?"

"If I'm in a bad mood, going to the lake to see the night view makes me feel better. Is there any difference between this and me going to jail and getting a beating to make me feel better? Aren't they both ways of relaxing?"

Lin Mo said shamelessly.

Upon hearing this, Qingque was speechless. It made perfect sense, and I had no words to refute it.

After thinking for a moment, Qingque said, "Then, why did you take on the matter of that parchment scroll yourself? Knowing your usual behavior, you probably would have handed it over to that wicked woman long ago. Why do something so thankless?"

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then laughed self-deprecatingly.

Why do this? Maybe it's because they're still not satisfied?

To be honest, he didn't really care about the merits and benefits brought by the parchment scroll; he just wanted to experience the thrill of crushing those bastards that the Medicine King had secretly passed down.

Recalling what Ye Mu and his companions had gone through, simply beating Cheng Ling up was not enough to quell the anger in his heart.

Although that's what he was thinking, Lin Mo still mumbled aloud, "Hehe, this is a great opportunity to squeeze some benefits out of Fu Taibu or Director Chen, isn't it?"

"Besides, as you know, I am a kind young man who is willing to help others."

Upon hearing this, Qingque couldn't help but retort, "You'd be a fool to believe that!"

Lin Mo shrugged and gave a dry laugh.

"The secret techniques on that parchment scroll are so powerful, what are you going to do with them?"

Qingque couldn't help but ask, as she was quite curious about the method Lin Mo had mentioned.

Despite the characters on the ancient extinction site and the enhancement of mysterious magic, Lin Mo claimed he could overcome such a formidable barrier.

You'd be interested no matter how you look at it, right?

Lin Mo, as always, left behind a sentence.

"you guess?"

...

...

In the enormous mansion, Chen Yanan slowly woke up, glanced at the time casually, and then got up from the bed.

She went to the bathroom to wash her face, and then sat down in front of the vanity mirror to put on makeup.

"Knock knock knock!" A knocking sound rang out on the door.

"Please come in."

"Miss, what would you like to eat today? I'll have the servants prepare it." A butler pushed open the door and stood in front of it, speaking politely.

"No need. The intelligence agency might be a bit busy today, and I'm afraid I won't have time to eat. Also, there's no need to prepare dinner tonight."

Chen Yanan said nonchalantly.

"I understand." The butler nodded, but did not leave.

Chen Yanan noticed this from her reflection in the vanity mirror and asked calmly, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Upon hearing this, the butler hesitated for a moment and said, "Um, Miss, the master is coming back tonight. Do you have time tonight?"

Chen Yanan frowned slightly, and even stopped what she was doing.

After a brief moment of thought.

She said, "Didn't I tell you? The intelligence agency might be very busy these days and won't have time to deal with these things."

"I understand." The butler said nothing more and bowed as he withdrew.

Soon, Chen Yanan finished applying light makeup. She left the mansion, boarded the limited-edition starship, and hurriedly headed to the intelligence bureau.

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