After recounting the events in detail, he summarized his conclusions:

"I think it's coming for me. I wonder if it's an enemy spy."

This statement may be exaggerated, but his intuition tells him that it is true.

Qin Lang also restrained his expression:

"Okay, I don't have many cases recently, so I'll take another one from you."

After saying this, he looked at the portrait in his hand again:

"You said this portrait was painted by your sister-in-law?"

Lu Huaijin nodded:

"right."

"Sister-in-law is such a great painter. No wonder she was able to pick you, a flower from the top of the mountain. I thought you would die alone."

A smile appeared on Lu Huaijin's lips:

“She’s really nice.”

Qin Lang felt goosebumps coming out when he saw him like this:

"You should really let those female classmates who pursued you in the military academy see how you are being controlled by a woman now. Let me meet your sister-in-law someday. I really want to know who she is."

His eyes swept over the portrait again, and he felt as if something flashed through his mind that he couldn't grasp.

Lu Huaijin tapped the table with his hand:

"If I catch the bad guy, I'll show you. If I can't, forget it."

Qin Lang laughed loudly:

"Then I'll have to work hard."

As he was talking, he suddenly remembered something:

"Does my sister-in-law have the ability to draw a picture after listening to others describe the characteristics?"

Lu Huaijin shook his head:

"I don't know about that."

Qin Lang also heard from others when he went to Kyoto for further studies that there were no such talents in places like theirs.

"If possible, I really want to poach people for our director."