"Pretty young lady, do you see anything you like?" the stall owner greeted her warmly.
Song Ziqing pretended to be selecting items, but kept an eye on the woman out of the corner of his eye.
She noticed the woman's gaze was fixed on her, which further confirmed her suspicion of hostility.
"I like this jade bracelet, how much is it?" Song Ziqing asked, picking up a jade bracelet.
"This jade bracelet is from the Qing Dynasty. It has a warm and lustrous texture, and the price is reasonable. It's only five thousand francs," the stall owner quickly introduced.
"Five thousand francs? That's so expensive!" Song Ziqing deliberately complained about the price and put down the jade bracelet.
"Oh dear, madam, this is a fine item, absolutely worth the price!" the stall owner said anxiously.
At this moment, the woman next to him suddenly spoke up: "I think these earrings suit this gentleman quite well, why don't you buy a pair?" She pointed to a pair of jade earrings and said to Lin Chengyu.
Lin Chengyu looked at the earrings, smiled politely, and said, "Thank you, we'll take another look."
Song Ziqing and Lin Chengyu exchanged a glance, then left the stall, making an excuse that they wanted to browse around some more.
After walking a distance, Song Ziqing said in a low voice, "That woman is suspicious. We need to be careful."
After noticing the woman's unusual behavior, Song Ziqing pulled Lin Chengyu toward the stall.
Upon closer inspection, she discovered that the stall sold antique jewelry.
It was their first time in Europe, yet the woman looked at them with an almost familiar gaze, which seemed unbelievable to them.
"She might know my mother," Lin Chengyu said, offering his guess.
After all, Zhang Lihua had lived in Europe for many years, so it's normal for her to know some people.
Song Ziqing's appearance is similar to Zhang Lihua's, but his temperament and facial features are somewhat similar to Song Jingwei's.
Her temperament is more like Zhang Lihua's.
Anyone who has ever interacted with Zhang Lihua should be able to sense that the two women are probably related by blood.
“I wholeheartedly agree,” Song Ziqing nodded in agreement. “However, I dare say that I have never encountered this person before.”
"If that's the case, why was she staring at you like that?" Lin Chengyu asked, looking puzzled.
Song Ziqing frowned, and after a long silence, he finally spoke: "I can't guess the reason behind it. Perhaps she and my mother had a grudge against each other. Anyway, we must be careful in any case."
Upon hearing this, Lin Chengyu nodded slightly in agreement. The two then continued strolling through the market, but remained vigilant about their surroundings.
The two men examined the scene for a long time, but apart from the woman from before, they could not find any trace of the two people they had seen earlier.
Lin Chengyu couldn't help but feel surprised, muttering to himself, "Could those two really be thieves? Their clothes, demeanor, and overall style don't seem like it at all!"
"Maybe they're just acting? Don't you know that actors and performers are very good at putting on an act?!"
Song Ziqing said irritably.
As they were talking, Song Ziqing suddenly saw a familiar figure not far ahead, the woman from before.
She stood in a secluded corner, seemingly waiting for someone.
“She definitely has a problem,” Song Ziqing said softly.
“Let’s go take a look,” Lin Chengyu suggested.
The two men quietly approached the woman from behind and overheard her talking to a man.
"How's it going?" the woman asked.
"Don't worry, everything is going according to plan," the man replied.
“Great, once we get that thing, we can leave this place,” the woman said.
"Hmm, but that girl seems to be a bit troublesome," the man said.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of her," the woman said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Song Ziqing and Lin Chengyu exchanged a glance, secretly realizing the danger.
"It seems this woman really came for us, and she had an accomplice. And that accomplice is actually one of the two thieves from before!"
Lin Chengyu looked puzzled; he really couldn't understand why these three people were like this.
Song Ziqing, however, kept a close eye on the two of them with his mental energy, wanting to hear what else they would say. Just then, the two of them quickly got on a motorcycle.
Her mental energy was focused on the two people, and after following them for several hundred meters, her mental energy was no longer sufficient to support her to continue tracking them. At this moment, she felt a slight nerve pain in her head, and she felt that she had overused her mental energy.
However, at this moment, she was lucky. Just as she dared not continue using her mental power, the motorcycle stopped and dropped the person off at a small roadside grocery store.
Song Ziqing used his mental energy to follow the two people as they walked straight into the small general store, only to discover that the other thief was already inside.
After exchanging a few quiet words with the woman in the backyard of the small grocery store, the two thieves said goodbye to her.
Song Ziqing decided to go back and discuss countermeasures with Lin Chengyu. She took Lin Chengyu to the vicinity of the small grocery store.
“We have to figure out what they’re planning and what that thing is,” Song Ziqing said.
"But how can we find out their plans? You've overused your mental energy today, you can't keep using it to eavesdrop, can you?" Lin Chengyu asked.
He could tell that Song Ziqing's headache earlier was a reminder that she shouldn't overuse her mental energy.
Song Ziqing noticed that Lin Chengyu was coming over. He was a little angry, feeling that she didn't take care of her body, so he quickly said, "This time we won't use our mental power. Let's go directly to that small grocery store and make a phone call to have the bodyguards at the hotel come and pick us up."
When the time comes, we can simply instruct those professionals to investigate the truth! As wealthy people, we have absolutely no need to risk our lives.”
Lin Chengyu nodded, agreeing with Song Ziqing's suggestion.
They went into the small grocery store and used the store's phone to contact the bodyguard.
While waiting for the bodyguard, Song Ziqing began to carefully examine the small shop.
To her surprise, the shop was filled with all sorts of strange and unusual items.
These things seem to be treasures gathered from every corner, some of which are even baffling.
They were placed randomly on shelves and tables, without any discernible pattern.
Some items looked like they'd been picked up from a junkyard, covered in dust and grime, appearing filthy; while others seemed to have weathered the passage of time, exuding a rustic and weathered feel.
Song Ziqing curiously approached a dilapidated wooden box, gently lifted the lid, and a musty smell wafted out.
It was filled with various yellowed letters, photos and small items, each carrying a story that no one knows.
She carefully picked up a photograph, examining the blurry face closely, and a strange feeling of emotion welled up in her heart.
She pointed to the person in the photo and asked softly, "Ayu, do you think the person in this photo looks like Mom?"
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