Chapter 276: Found a Lead

Fu Mingxue reflected on her past life, one that had been worse than a dog’s.

This life, in comparison, felt almost too wonderful.

She loved her job, and she loved every day of her life.

Her work brought her joy, as well as an unprecedented sense of security.

A sense of security that not even Qin Wenhao could provide.

Money, work, and knowledge—those were the source of her confidence in life.

Mrs. Fu sighed. "Well, you should go to bed early tonight. Don’t stay up too late. Even if you’re young, you have to take it easy."

"Alright, Mom, don’t worry. I pay close attention to my health. After all—" Fu Mingxue flashed a smile, "health is the capital for the revolution!"

Mrs. Fu rolled her eyes at her. "Good, as long as you know!"

She said no more and went straight back to her room.

Fu Mingxue took a shower first, then returned to her room to work on her drafts—

As for Qin Wenhao—she really didn’t have time to think about him.

And as for his missing little niece, she trusted that Qin Wenhao would find a way to get her back.

Besides, it was useless for her to worry about it now.

She really wasn’t good at finding people.

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Meanwhile, Qin Wenhao was not asleep.

He had arrived at the man’s small courtyard.

"Any news?"

"Yes. We found out that Lan Qingman has been getting very close to someone."

Qin Wenhao’s expression shifted at the man’s words. "Who?"

"Someone named Ruan Hongfei. She even went on a blind date with your cousin, Qin Wenshu."

Qin Wenhao’s expression instantly soured. "Are you saying—this Ruan Hongfei is shady?"

"She knows someone called Old Scar. That guy—" The man paused. "He’s a trafficker with a lot of people under him. Ruan Hongfei introduced this Old Scar to Lan Qingman—"

If he hadn’t discovered this, he wouldn’t have hastily sent for Qin Wenhao.

Any later, and the girl might have been lost for good.

Qin Wenhao’s face was ashen. "Where is he now?"

"He works at the meat-packing plant, and his house is right next to it. Ruan Hongfei is at home."

Upon hearing this, Qin Wenhao said to the man, "Get someone to report this to the police station first. I’m going after Old Scar."

The man nodded. "Okay. You be careful, too. This Old Scar probably has blood on his hands."

But why would Qin Wenhao be afraid?

He hurried out the door—

The meat-packing plant wasn’t far, and Qin Wenhao quickly found Old Scar’s house.

Just then, he saw a furtive figure approaching from the other direction.

He took a closer look—wasn’t that Lan Qingman?

A bone-chilling cold glinted in his eyes—it seemed Qiaoqiao’s disappearance really was connected to this woman.

He held back, ducking into the shadows by the wall.

After looking left and right to make sure no one was around, Lan Qingman quickly knocked on the door—

After three knocks, the door opened.

Lan Qingman was pulled inside.

Qin Wenhao saw Lan Qingman go in, and then the main door was shut.

Only then did he emerge, jogging quickly over. He saw a large tree in the courtyard, and with a few quick boosts, he nimbly scrambled up it—

Old Scar was embracing Lan Qingman when he suddenly pushed her away. "Did you hear something?"

Hearing this, Lan Qingman, who was already on edge, grew even more nervous. "Was, was there? I, I didn’t hear anything."

This Old Scar had an extremely cautious personality, and his hearing was better than an ordinary person’s.

Right now, he trusted his own ears.

He immediately went out to check.

The courtyard was silent. There was nothing there.

He couldn’t help but open the door to look outside—not a single soul was out there either.