Several police cars cordoned off the mall's parking area, with barriers erected around the perimeter. Hundreds of fully equipped officers stood on guard, either maintaining order outside the perimeter or entering the scene to take photographs and interview the robbers. Four injured robbers admitted their actions, and their statements were consistent: they had been hired by a man wearing glasses, who had arranged for the kidnapping of Zhou Mingchu and demanded a high ransom. To their surprise, what was supposed to be a smooth operation turned into a crisis when a beautiful young woman arrived unexpectedly, and finally, Qin Feng's arrival completely shattered their carefully crafted plans. As for how the man in glasses had learned Zhou Mingchu's whereabouts, it is now impossible to determine, since all the suspects have been killed and thus no oral testimony remains. Li Yu had been sent off early by Zhou Mingchu. Now, with his current engagement to visit his niece, Shu Yajing, in Langping City, he no longer looked pale or shaken when the large group arrived. Standing before the police officials, he confidently offered his opinions and insights. As for Li Yu's unprincipled behavior, Qin Feng could only silently scorn him over and over in his heart—there was truly nothing else he could do. Thus, instead of exposing himself through his third wife, Zhou Mingchu not only enhanced his image by appearing genuinely caring for his younger relatives, but also earned the admiration of the seasoned flatterers who hailed him as a hero—calm under pressure and steadfast in his resistance against the powerful forces. In contrast, Qin Feng, who had actually resolved the hostage crisis, was left in the background, overlooked by these very same people. "Qin Feng, aren't you still not satisfied?" "Shu, the young policewoman, blinked her big eyes, shaking his arm as she said, 'After all, he's my uncle. If I don't help him, he's definitely in trouble—definitely going to lose his post and his reputation. No matter what, he's the one who arranged my position at the Pingluan City Police Bureau. Without that, we wouldn't have met at all!' Qin, the young magnate, sighed impatiently, 'So your point is, I still have to thank him?' 'You don't have to thank him—just don't get angry,' she said, in a coquettish tone. 'At worst, it's an uncle's debt to be repaid by his niece. What do you want me to do to make you happy? Just tell me, and I'll do it!' Seeing her so open and willing to please, Qin almost let out the word 'room'—the one he'd been saving for a while. He cleared his throat. Honestly, one can't be so unprincipled. Just a moment ago, he'd been criticizing Old Zhou for being unprincipled. He himself was a decent person—there had to be some decent behavior. "He said angrily. "Hmm," Shu smiled, "I'll go say hello to my uncle right away, then we'll leave!" She then jumped off to find Zhou Mingchu. Upon hearing this, Zhou immediately declined: "How can you leave? We still have to take statements—this is an essential step, something you've experienced as a police officer, haven't you?" Having been praised by everyone, even he now saw himself as a hero, his tone naturally grew firmer. "Taking statements? Of course not a problem," Shu said with a thoughtful tone. "I promise to speak exactly as you instruct, not a single word out of place. But Xiao Feng is a straightforward person—how he'll communicate with the police, I can't guarantee!" Zhou's eyes widened. "What does he intend to do?" "What he intends to do is entirely up to him. Don't you think, Uncle, that because you hold such a high position, he's expected to follow your every command?" "Comrade Qin's tone became more direct: 'Don't forget, I'm a senior internal security officer. No matter how high you rise—up to Vice Minister of the Ministry of Public Security—you won't be able to touch me!' Hearing this, Zhou Mingchu felt a cold sweat break out. Indeed, he had no influence over Qin Feng. If the young man revealed the truth, Zhou's political career would be over—any chance of becoming Vice Minister of the Ministry of Public Security would be nothing but a dream. 'Ah, young people these days—just can't sit still,' he said, changing his tone and smiling at his niece. 'Since you all want to go back, go ahead. I'll handle the interview records. How about this—let me have dinner with you all a bit later. You must make sure Qin Feng joins us. I'd like to properly thank him!' Shu, turning back, glanced at Qin the young man, whose face was filled with patience and weariness, and shook her head, saying, "Let's just drop it. You don't like Xiao Feng, and he doesn't either. She doesn't need your dinner, either. Forcing a connection doesn't always work—what if there's a clash at the table? That would be a real loss!" With that, she turned and walked away. Zhou Mingchu felt deeply regretful. He had once seen a rare gem, yet he had treated it as mere dust, and now their relationship had become so strained. Had it not been for Qin Feng's generous intervention, he might have already been taken as a hostage by the robbers. And now, the matter of his third wife would surely no longer be hidden. As they got into the car and drove away, Qin Feng spoke up, "Jingjing, that woman named Li Yu is quite unusual." "What do you mean?" Shu asked, puzzled. He gave a slight smile, speaking as he drove, "Do you remember that scene in the mall? Your uncle clearly signaled to her, yet she still walked toward us with an alluring grace, even holding his arm intimately!" The policewoman nodded, "This woman must be desperate to climb the ladder—she's eager to make an impression, afraid others might not realize her connection with your uncle. That's exactly what a typical third wife would do to advance. I don't see anything unusual about it." When it comes to keen observation, Qin Feng outshines this beautiful policewoman by a long shot, and as a passive observer, he naturally has a clearer view. Indeed, when she was rescuing Zhou Mingchu earlier, Shu Yajing had been fully focused on her uncle and hadn't noticed the subtle shifts in Li Yu's expression—this makes perfect sense. He continued, "The two of them were kidnapped. Your uncle didn't resist because he knew resistance would be in vain. On the surface, Li Yu seemed shaken, but his performance was quite evident—something I can't miss.!" The policewoman furrowed her brow, "So your point is that this kidnapping has some connection to Li Yu?" "This is my hunch, not backed by solid evidence," Qin Feng added, analyzing further. "Your uncle came over secretly to see his lover, even without informing you—this shows his caution. Naturally, he wouldn't have shared details with others. How could the kidnappers know the exact time and location so precisely? That doesn't seem suspicious, does it? When you rushed in, Li Yu didn't show surprise—he appeared tense. His gaze wasn't on your uncle, but on the man wearing the glasses. Isn't that odd?" The policewoman clenched her fists, "Then why didn't you leave the man in glasses alive? Otherwise, you could have extracted the truth from him!" "Ah, yes," he smiled, "If I don't kill him, then your uncle will have to die." "He shook his head. 'Back then, the guy in the glasses had already gone mad. I had no other choice. Even if he died, you'd still find疑points in Li Yu, wouldn't you?' Su, the policewoman, bit her teeth. 'I'll investigate her thoroughly—I'll dig until I find everything.'"