The officer hung up the phone with a breathless sigh and told Qin Feng, "Uncle promised to give Li Yu a pass. That nasty woman must have pleaded with him. Uncle is easily moved, especially when it comes to women!" Qin, pausing his lingering kisses, looked up and asked, "How did he know it was me who secretly undermined Li Yu? I see—your confidentiality must have slipped. You must have boasted about it to Uncle, didn't you?" The officer gave him a look with her bright eyes: "Me? How could I be so foolish? I've been faithful to my own love interest, openly telling him about it. Did you forget what Uncle does? He has hundreds of investigators under him. In just a few minutes, he could trace the first piece of damaging material back to me!" He shrugged. "Take this lesson to heart. Next time, when you send something online, go to a café or hide your IP address. If you're not sure how, I can call Isabella over and have her show you!" Zhou Mingchu realized that Li Yu's negative influence was quite significant, and over the phone, he assured his niece that as long as she gave him a chance, he would immediately sever all ties with her. Overall, Uncle Zhou is a shrewd man who knows how to act promptly to avoid trouble. Shu, the police officer, wrapped her arms around his neck and cooed, "He personally pleaded for her case—either that, or he'll let her go. She's really been humiliated now; perhaps even the aunt will be dragged into it!" "This is your family matter—just make your decision," Qin, the young magnate, didn't care much about these romantic developments. He wouldn't even glance at them unless they involved Shu. Once the online influencers are removed, the negative stories about Li Yu will quickly cool down and fade. "Heh, let's keep going," Qin wasn't satisfied with the lingering kiss marks from earlier—he wanted to create something more substantial. "Alright, just this once, I'm begging you!" Shu, the young policewoman, quickly hugged his head and pointed toward a wall beside them, saying, "Luo Man has visited several leaders recently, and the two of them have been whispering in the room, discussing some mysterious topics—deliberately keeping me in the dark. I've asked the leaders several times through indirect questions, but they've been very tight-lipped!" Qin Feng was taken aback. It seemed that He Muqing and Luo Man had developed a close relationship, and they were even deliberately avoiding Shu. Something wasn't right—perhaps there was a plot against him. He even sensed a hint of conspiracy. Could it be aimed at him specifically? Well, in any case, having more eyes and ears never hurt. As long as the two girls didn't come up with any ill intentions, Qin Feng would make sure they'd have to face the consequences. For the next few days, life settled into a calm rhythm—during the day, he spent time with Lin, the beautiful woman at school, and in the evenings, he gathered Mei Hui and Fang Fang for meals and then went to sleep. Huang, the young girl, would also come over from time to time, citing various reasons, to check in on her It's another Saturday again, and Qin Dashi hasn't even had a chance to enjoy the comfort of the weekend when Shu, the alert policewoman, suddenly calls him away to drive her over. "Jingjing, after all this effort to make it a Saturday, can't you let me sleep a little longer?" He yawns sleepily; when he wakes up, even Mei Hui and Fang Fang—both known for their early rising—still haven't stirred. "Shu Jinghua interrupted him with an unhappy tone, saying, 'Uncle Li came here specifically to cut ties with the Li family face-to-face. They agreed to meet at 11 p.m., but by 12 o'clock I tried calling him and couldn't reach him—ever since then, he's been out of service!' Qin, the young man, chuckled and said, 'That's absolutely nothing unusual. After meeting, they probably recalled their sweet past days and ended up rolling onto the bed together. Since this is their final meeting, they must be giving it their all. Uncle Li is definitely still asleep!' Shu Jinghua gave him a withering look, 'Can you please stop being so crude? My uncle isn't that kind of person!' Fine, fine—your uncle is a good person, and so is the entire family. That's settled. But still, how can they just keep wandering around aimlessly like this? It doesn't seem like a solution at all." The policewoman pulled out her phone, held it up in front of him, and said, "I've already done my research—I've had my team track my uncle's phone number. At exactly 11 o'clock, he made a call, and the location shows Eastern Hotel!" What was there to wait for? He floored the accelerator, and with a deep roar from the engine, the car sped up instantly. The two of them soon arrived at the main lobby of the Eastern Hotel. To avoid any water fights, Shu, the policewoman, immediately produced her officer's ID—a credential specially arranged for daily convenience. Only He Muqing and she in the entire action team had this privilege. Qin, the young magnate, wasn't envious at all—mainly because he held a deep contempt for police officers. "Please check right away," she said in a commanding tone to the receptionist, "for a guest named Zhou Mingchu. Which floor and room number does he occupy?" No doubt, that document proved quite useful—the other party was quite cooperative. After a series of key taps on the registration computer, they politely said, “I'm sorry, but we can't find this guest’s name.” Shu, the officer, flushed, pulled out her uncle’s photo and said, “Could you go through the headshot on the ID one by one and find him?” Qin Feng stared at her with a look of disbelief, saying, “Real-name registration has been in place for so many years, mandated by the Ministry of Public Security. Yet your uncle, as a high-ranking official at the provincial police bureau, has a dual identity!” She felt her uncle had utterly humiliated himself in Qin Feng’s presence—having a mistress and holding multiple IDs. The receptionist shook her head again, “We still can’t find him!” This was precisely what she had been worried about. The room had been booked by Li Yu, giving them ample time to arrange everything—such as hiding someone beneath the bed or administering a potion in the beverages. "Then retrieve the surveillance footage from 11 p.m. yesterday and locate this person." Shuya, no doubt a seasoned detective, swiftly pivoted when one path failed. Though the footage was blurry, she immediately recognized her uncle's silhouette and, as the camera panned, pinpointed a room on the 16th floor—where the person opening the door was precisely Li Yu. What was there to wait for? Up to arrest him... cough, to rescue her uncle. Upon reaching the 16th floor, she had just pulled out the room key obtained from the front desk when Qin, the young magnate, already lifted his foot, "Why go through all this trouble? Just look at me!" Thud— With a single step, he kicked open the door, the one hailed as absolutely secure, now compromised beneath his feet.