On the screen, the harrowing experience that Qin Qianyu had just gone through was clearly displayed.
The scene is filled with flying dust, the sounds of horses' hooves and shouts of battle, all seemingly bursting through the light screen and creating an immersive experience for the viewer.
Qin Qianluo's originally gentle face was now full of solemnity, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring unblinkingly at the light screen.
His expression was as solemn as the sky before a storm, with dark clouds gathering.
Her gaze followed the movements of the figures in the scene, not missing a single detail. She leaned forward slightly, as if trying to pass through the light screen and immerse herself in the crisis.
After reading it the first time, she bit her lower lip tightly, which turned slightly white. Then she frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.
Her fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the stone table beside her, making a rhythmic sound, as if resonating with her inner thoughts.
After a long while, she said to Feng Qingyun, "Yunbao, slow down the picture, I want to watch it again."
As the footage is played back in slow motion, every minute movement is magnified infinitely.
Qin Qianluo's gaze grew increasingly sharp, like a blade that could pierce through appearances, closely following the movements and expressions of every person in the scene.
She would sometimes nod slightly, as if confirming some guess in her heart; at other times she would shake her head gently, expressing doubt about some unreasonable details.
She was completely absorbed, as if everything around her had disappeared, leaving only her and the perilous scene on the screen.
After a long silence, she spoke thoughtfully, "Yunbao, I have a feeling that these men in black are no ordinary bandits."
Look at their movements—agile, orderly, and perfectly coordinated. Every move they make is methodical, making them seem more like well-trained assassins.
Moreover, they never showed any intention to rob the goods, and even ignored the valuable items, which was highly suspicious.
Every movement, every coordinated action, was as if meticulously rehearsed. Their objective was clear, their methods ruthless—something no impulsive bandit could possibly accomplish.
At this moment, Feng Qingyun frowned, her face full of worry. "Luo Bao, look at that man in black who made the last move, intending to hurt my sister."
Doesn't his figure and fighting style look exactly like the person who hurt Dark Moon back then?
I tried to look up their information, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea—I found nothing.
Reminded by Feng Qingyun, Qin Qianluo's eyes instantly sharpened, revealing a cold glint as she locked onto the man in black in the light screen.
Her brows furrowed into a deep frown, and veins even appeared on her forehead. Her jaw was clenched, and her anger and worry reached their peak at that moment.
With a certainty in his tone, he said, "That's right, it's the same person! So it seems their target from the beginning was the sister, not the goods."
I had previously held onto a sliver of hope, thinking it was just a random attack, but now it seems to be a meticulously planned conspiracy.
Rainbow Dash, the most important thing right now is to find out where your sister is. Her safety is paramount. Every second we delay, her danger increases.
After saying that, she stood up and paced back and forth, her skirt fluttering with her movements.
Her mind was filled with images of the dangers her sister might be in, and she was extremely anxious, wishing she could fly to her sister's side immediately.
As she paced back and forth, she secretly plotted in her mind, thinking about how to find her sister as soon as possible, find out the mastermind behind it all, and protect her family's safety.
Qin Qianluo's hands trembled violently and uncontrollably, her fingertips turning a horrifying pale white.
Large beads of sweat trickled down her pale face, covering her forehead.
Her eyes were wide open, filled with anxiety and fear, and images of her sister being in dire straits kept flashing through her mind.
Every scene was like a sharp dagger, stabbing viciously into her heart, making her panic, restless, and even her breathing rapid and heavy.
Feng Qingyun had been closely monitoring Qin Qianluo's emotional changes. Seeing her so distraught, her eyes reddened with heartache.
After examining her for a while, her tense face instantly relaxed, and she breathed a long sigh of relief, her tone gentle yet full of certainty.
She reassured Luo Bao, "Don't panic, your sister is in the shop right now, everything is fine."
I checked carefully, and there were no suspicious signs around her. She will be heading home soon, so she will definitely be fine.
Trust me, with me watching over her constantly, my sister will definitely be safe and sound.
Her voice was like a warm and gentle breeze in spring, softly brushing against Qin Qianluo's heart, which was filled with fear and panic, bringing a touch of comfort.
As Qin Qianlu listened to Feng Qingyun's comforting words, her gaze remained fixed on the light screen, watching her sister's every move without blinking, as if afraid of missing a single moment.
When she saw her sister's familiar figure safe and sound in the shop, busily and methodically working, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down a little.
Her breathing, which had been so rapid it was almost suffocating, gradually became steady, and her taut nerves relaxed slightly.
But she knew that danger might still be lurking around her, so she dared not let her guard down for a moment.
She took a deep breath, her chest heaving, trying to calm herself and steady her slightly rapid breathing.
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