Yan Jiu frowned.
She was unusually surprised.
The old lady's identity as a member of the Gray Family is puzzling.
Shu Qin's eyes seemed to hold a profound sense of vicissitude. At this moment, she was only a soul: "I am Shu Qin, please do not blame this child. It is I who need his help."
Her attitude towards Yan Jiu was subtle.
It was like treating a long-lost friend, or like treating a very important person.
Shu Qin took something out of the rat-head cane: "I have a spirit ring here that can temporarily stabilize the mind, spirit, and soul. Please give it to that boy as an apology."
The ring is entirely made of black gold, small and exquisite, exuding an ancient aura and a metallic texture.
Yan Jiu accepted the item without hesitation, and after making sure it was safe, she glanced at Shu Qin and left.
When Yan Jiu returned.
The tension around her body eased slightly.
Shu Qin smiled and said, "You must have many questions, such as why I am hiding in this child's shadow."
Yan Jiu simply said, "If you insist on telling me, I can reluctantly listen."
She placed the ring in Lang Zongyi's hand.
On the way to the solitary confinement room, I heard from Ma Weiwei about Lang Zongyi's "spy" speculation.
So many subtle coincidences.
Besides Lang Zongyi, no one else would pay attention.
Shu Qin smiled and said, "If that kid hadn't seen you, you wouldn't have joined the Special Affairs Bureau so early. And getting his attention is the best way to solve the Special Affairs Bureau's repeated mistakes, since only you can do it."
She was like an outsider, yet also like a player in the game, all for the sake of getting involved with Yan Jiu and the special arrangement.
Yan Jiu didn't believe that Lang Zongyi's consciousness would be so inexplicably unstable: "What do these things have to do with his riot?"
Shu Qin blinked: "Perhaps he saw Zhong Pingquan in me and was reminded of what happened four years ago?"
She cleverly refrained from saying that she deliberately wanted to see Yan Jiu's reaction after Lang Zongyi's accident.
Yan Jiu was puzzled.
Shu Qin patted her head: "Did I forget to mention that I used to be the director of the Demon Management Bureau and that I was Zhong Pingquan's old partner? Hey, I'm getting old, my brain isn't working properly anymore."
Yan Jiu: "..."
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