Jian Liye thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"People's hearts are fickle, I don't want to gamble."

Cheng Chao leaned back.

"That's true. With so much stuff and such a big commotion, it's not something a few people can set up. Cars, scrap yards, streets, even the police station and train station—it's all part of a whole chain. You tell me, if it were just a small operation, it could be sold on the black market. But with so much stuff, who has the big budget to buy it all?"

It's not important whether you accept them or not; the real skill is daring to accept them and being able to preserve them well.

"Yes, where could we send it? This sneaky, clandestine operation can't possibly be for preserving a national historical treasure, can it?"

"puff!"

Cheng Chao wiped his mouth.

"Sis, just tell me straight, what are you thinking?"

With a simple shrug,

"I don't have any particular thoughts. I'm just curious, what kind of person could possibly eat all this stuff?"

Cheng Chao and the others stopped laughing and their expressions became serious. Jian Liye slammed his hand on the table.

"Traitor, spy, national sellout!"

I was wondering why I kept seeing porcelain vases and such when I was on missions. I used to have a lot of them at home. They looked familiar to me. I was puzzled because our country is the home of porcelain. Aren't these things representative artifacts of our country's history? So how come foreigners can still see them?

So there's a mole inside!

Qin Qinghuai showed no surprise whatsoever, only letting out a soft sigh.

"Well, there are only a few of us, how can we investigate?"

You all said it yourselves, with such a big commotion, how come no one is in charge?

Why?

It's nothing more than officials protecting each other and shielding one another.

We've been gone for too long. Even if we report to the police or the military, can you guarantee they'll take us seriously?

We were just passing through. If we were ordinary people, it wouldn't be a problem, but this group, especially with a hidden member in the military, where is it safe?

The fact that they could carry out such a large-scale operation clearly indicates that someone in the police force is turning a blind eye.

Similarly, even Qin Qinghuai wasn't sure if the connections the old man had given him were safe and reliable. Just because no one said anything didn't mean no one knew, but the fact that they could still let it go clearly showed what.

Qin Qinghuai doesn't particularly like the capital city these days, and since this kind of thing involves his wife, just thinking about it makes him unhappy.

"Wife, what do you think?"

"I?"

Seeing that several people were looking at him, he felt strange.

"The darkness before dawn is normal. You must believe that good will prevail over evil."

Although the road is winding, the future is bright.

He started with a couple of inspirational quotes to boost morale before revealing his true thoughts.

"I don't dare to think about big things, but I just swept the graves during the day and missed my relatives, so I'd like to go back to my old house to visit. Is that alright?"

She looked straight at the group of people.

"Or, should we go tomorrow night?"

Qin Qinghuai sighed, knowing this would happen.

Cheng Chao opened his mouth, then quickly closed it, adding a couple of words in agreement.

"No problem, no problem, it's only natural. You came back to pay respects at the graves, and I also want to see the place where you grew up."

As the only one unaware of the situation, Jian Liye was bewildered. He could hold a memorial service, but the topic seemed oddly veered off course, and it seemed these children were hiding something from him.

“Daughter, if you want to go back, let Qinghuai accompany you to go back and have a look tomorrow during the day. It’s your own yard, and no one can say anything about it.”

but,"

Cheng Chao and Qin Qinghuai exchanged a quick glance, then looked over at the same time, asking simply and obediently,

"What's wrong, Dad? Is there anything I should be careful about?"

After thinking for a moment, Jian Liye swallowed back the question he was about to ask.

"It's okay. What I wanted to say is, I can't openly pay respects to your grandfather and maternal grandfather anymore, and your mother too. Did you help me burn more paper money?"

"Don't worry, I've told them everything about your return. They'll be very happy to know."

"That's good, that's good. I just don't know when I'll be able to go there openly and legitimately?"

I simply didn't know how to comfort her after that. I just said a couple of dry "It'll be here soon" and quickly changed the subject.

"Are you going out again tomorrow? Have you found anything over there? What's the situation with us? How many days are we staying?"

Are you in a hurry?

"Not at all,"

Looking at the child who was already half asleep in Jian Liye's arms, Jian Dan lowered her voice.

"I just feel that this is not something that can be found out in three or five days. Do you have a plan?"

My excuse was that I brought the child back to pay respects at a grave. But that excuse won't last long. Who comes back to visit a grave and burn paper money and stays for ten days or half a month? Especially since there's no one else at home, and I'm still here—isn't that strange?

They arrived in a hurry and didn't have much information at the time. They just discussed things one step at a time. As for a plan, it was just a very rough outline of what to do first and what to do next. There was no detailed plan.

The main problem is that I don't know anything and I can't do anything.

"Here's what I'm thinking: stay for a few days or weeks, go back to the courtyard to take a look, and then if you have any business to attend to in the capital, just go out and do it openly. We'll follow you from the shadows, and once it's done, you can leave when it's time to go. The rest is up to us."

We can't deal with it now, but knowing your enemy is half the battle. Let's take this opportunity to investigate as much as possible; we never know when it might come in handy. Even if we don't, it'll still be evidence during the trial.

This kind of slow, insidious investigation isn't suitable for simple cases; it's perfect for her—a thorough beating followed by a swift, thorough search that leaves you penniless.

This kind of approach is more likely to drive people crazy. It's a bit too straightforward and drastic. If all the good things were put together, that would be terrible. They would end up with nothing, penniless, back to square one.

From the moment Cheng Jin received the phone call until the past two days of wandering around, Qin Qinghuai had already identified a suspect in his mind. To be precise, he was 99% certain, but he lacked evidence. After all, these were heroes who had risked their lives and made contributions on the battlefield. If he was not careful, it would not only be disheartening, but it could also implicate Old Master Qin.

"You mean the house at the very back of this compound?"

"Yes, Grandpa Wu and Dad have been friends for many years, but their positions have always been different. Grandpa Wu deserves a lot of credit for my parents' resolute and decisive retirement this time."

This radical and righteous approach is what he's best at. He's told his dad about it at home, and his dad agrees with him. Besides, this isn't the first time he's done something like this. It's just that this time, since it involves his dad, he doesn't dare use his previous crude and barbaric methods. But you can see, he won't just give up so easily.