"Captain Luo, you don't also suspect the relationship between Ye Linglong and me, do you?"
Yu Ling couldn't understand why Nan Miaoyin suspected him. It was because the original owner of the body was too deeply involved with her in her previous life, but what was wrong with Luo Qi?
Luo Qi's eyes were bloodshot from not having rested for a long time, and he met Yu Ling's gaze with a scrutinizing look.
The interrogation these past few days hasn't gone smoothly, and the clues seem to have gone cold again. If the seal really can't be recovered, let alone protecting Ye Linglong, he himself will be in grave danger.
"Of course I hope you're innocent, after all, you've helped me many times." Roach ultimately put work first and set aside personal feelings. "Forget it, what are you doing here again? I don't think I asked you for help this time."
Why is it that the security detail is always being handled by a spy who has been exposed?
Seeing Luo Qi's indifferent expression, as if he didn't want her involved, Yu Ling sighed, but she couldn't very well say that she had come for Master Ye's 100,000 silver dollars.
Unable to resist wondering if this person was jealous of her lying with Ye Linglong, Yu Ling asked in a slightly tactful way:
"Does Captain Luo have any... feelings of affection for Miss Ye Linglong?"
"Yes," Roach readily admitted.
After all, the circles he frequented were filled with criminals or suspected criminals. Ordinary people wouldn't dare to speak to him, and only Ye Linglong never felt any unpleasant fear when facing him.
“I do have an idea… I’ll retrieve the seal for you, and you can use this time to stay here and develop a relationship with Miss Ye.”
Yu Lingdao,
"As for my purpose, of course I want to have more friends and more opportunities. I think Master Jiang must hope that Captain Luo can be promoted soon."
Actually, he was after money, and also because of the strange attitude of the female lead, Nan Miaoyin.
In short, it has absolutely nothing to do with the woman you like!
“…Fine, I'll consider it a debt.” Luo Qi, having nothing to lose, raised his chin, gesturing for Yu Ling to continue, and said, “Tell me, what's your plan?”
"Let's break him out of prison again."
As she spoke, Yu Ling revealed the same serious and solemn expression as the original owner when she was plotting something bad, which made her seem quite convincing.
After explaining the deeper meaning behind her actions to Luo Qi, and how the officers should cooperate with him, Yu Ling bid farewell to the hostile Captain Luo Qi. On her way home, she began to have other thoughts.
Walking down the street and browsing the roadside stalls, Yu Ling casually picked out small trinkets, her eyes slightly narrowed, and a righteous yet strangely enigmatic smile appeared on her lips.
Now that everyone knows he was a spy, and that his identity has been exposed to everyone, then everyone except those he offended should lower their guard.
In this way, as long as he hangs around in the open for a few more days, he can attract everyone's attention and make them think that he is helping to catch the murderer.
In the remaining time, he could do bad things without restraint. For example, he could infiltrate the underground Communist Party under a false identity to overthrow those whom the original owner had betrayed or offended.
Although that was his plan, Yu Ling wasn't just going through the motions with Luo Qi; he genuinely intended to help people retrieve the seal, and both lines of investigation continued simultaneously.
After feigning searching for clues everywhere to give everyone the illusion that she was busy, Yu Ling took advantage of the darkness and went back to the original owner's abandoned communication point.
This is a slum isolated from the lives of the upper class. The people living here are destitute refugees, abandoned children, and elderly people without anyone to care for them.
It was also the place where the original owner had lived since childhood.
Some of them settled here and lived here generation after generation, while others fled to more distant cities. Every day, people left and people flocked in to escape.
The population was diverse, chaotic, and completely disorganized. The environment was not only filthy and appalling, but the conditions were also extremely poor.
Dressed in coarse linen clothes and disguised as a refugee, Yu Ling hunched over and skillfully weaved through the crowd. Finally, she knocked on a door that was only partially covered by a wooden plank.
Who is it?
An old man moved his feet with a cane made of tree branches, his voice as lifeless as rotten wood.
"Uncle, it's me, Qingfeng!" Yuling whispered through the crack in the door.
Half a plank was moved away. In the slums at night, there were few candles. The old man carefully examined Yu Ling by the moonlight and slowly moved away.
"Oh! It's scallions, come in." The old man's speech was a little slurred.
“…It’s Qingfeng.” Yu Ling thought to herself and took a few steps into the drafty, open-air hut.
"It's kind of you to still remember this old man like me, young man."
The old man poured a cup of water into a chipped porcelain bowl and placed it on a small table made of mud beside his bed.
Yu Ling took the bowl and drank it down in a few gulps.
The original owner didn't have a name when he was a child. It was this old man who gave him the name of his son who died young, which was Qingfeng.
After that, the original owner had a name, but still no surname.
The name Zhao Zhongkai was a new name the original owner gave himself after he grew up and learned to read. It sounds quite sophisticated and doesn't sound like someone who was an orphan.
"Wang Kun is dead."
And his death was quite amusing.
Yu Ling recounted the whole story in detail, which made the old man sigh repeatedly, tears welling up in his eyes.
“He’s still too impetuous, not even half as steady as you were when you were young.” The old man sat shakily on the edge of the bed. “I’ve known all along that every time you come to me it’s for an organizational mission… Tell me, what use is this old body of mine?”
Wang Kun was none other than the idle underground party member who had attempted to assassinate Luo Qi when Yu Ling first transmigrated. Yu Ling finally remembered that this man had been tricked into joining the underground party by the traitorous original owner when she was recruiting people.
"Everyone outside says I've submitted to the warlord." So, old man, why do you still believe the original owner of this body so much? I haven't even tried to persuade you before you've already fallen for it?
"Because you are also a victim, if we don't trust each other and don't unite, we will never be able to bring down those parasites." The old man was a member of the outermost circle of the underground party, but he was an old man through and through.
He had witnessed too many warlord conflicts erupting over territory, causing people to be displaced and leaving the country vulnerable to covetous eyes from many forces outside of China. Meanwhile, those with the ability were all watching from the sidelines, fearing that they might be caught in the crossfire.
He didn't actually believe in the original owner of the body, but rather in the brave warriors who paved the way with their own lives for the people and the country.
Yu Ling, that demon, would never understand the old man's feelings. He placed the list of underground party members and the map of their imprisonment, along with the prison map, in the old man's arms.
"Since you trust me, I don't want to let you down. The recent incident involving the guards has caused quite a stir. I can't save these people, but their names will never be forgotten by the entire underground party."
Go, old man! Quickly relay this message back to the organization! Let them break into the prison!
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