Shen Qingran raised an eyebrow at his expression.
Bai Han said directly: “This place isn’t convenient. Let’s go to the office instead.”
Shen Qingran nodded in understanding.
After a brief greeting to Inspector Zhang, Bai Han got into the car and drove off.
Soon, with the roar of the engine, the car twisted and turned through busy city streets before stopping in front of a modest building.
Shen Qingran stepped out and surveyed the building.
From the outside, it looked ordinary—passersby would assume it was just a regular residential building.
Shen Qingran stood calmly in front of it.
Bai Han, about to speak, paused.
“Ah, budget is tight, got it!”
He stopped mid-sentence. This girl was interesting!
Unlike Zhang’s office, Bai Han’s office was on the first floor, near the innermost part of the building.
Inside, Bai Han politely poured Shen Qingran a glass of water.
Shen Qingran nodded but did not drink.
Bai Han straightened his expression: “Let’s get to the point. Who are you reporting?”
Shen Qingran looked at him: “I’m reporting my stepmother, Zheng Xiuyu.”
Bai Han laughed.
“Miss, are you serious?”
“Our work is serious business!”
Shen Qingran nodded firmly.
Bai Han had heard the family’s story from his brother, Old Zhang.
“Miss, if you suspect your stepmother of orchestrating your home’s theft, you should go to Old Zhang! And false reports could hinder our operations!”
He spoke with both warning and curiosity in his eyes.
Shen Qingran remained calm: “No, I have evidence. I’ll show you.”
She took out the necklace.
“This Zheng Xiuyu is a spy for the Little Japan faction, code-named Nan Zao Yunzi, and has been undercover for years.”
Bai Han had only been testing her, but when he heard “Nan Zao Yunzi,” he paused.
This name belonged to a famous female spy of the Little Japan faction!
Born in 1909, her father, Nan Zao Cilang, was a veteran spy.
By age, she should now be a woman in her sixties!
This woman was extraordinary—born in Shanghai, involved in the construction of Shanghai No. 96, and later targeted by assassination after being captured by the Military Bureau. Many doubted the official handling of her case.
If what this girl said was true…
Bai Han scrutinized Shen Qingran: “Is this true?”
“Where did you get your information?”
Shen Qingran’s expression remained calm, but inside she hesitated. She couldn’t exactly say it came from the system panel!
“I had guidance from an expert. You can trust the information!”
Hearing this, Bai Han lit a cigarette.
“Cough, cough!” Shen Qingran coughed immediately.
Bai Han quickly extinguished it.
“You can have this necklace authenticated by relevant experts—it’s genuine!”
“This proves her identity, and I suspect her schemes involve more than just material possessions—there are deeper secrets.”
Bai Han nodded. If they could confirm her identity, everything would be easier to handle.
Like a ray of morning light breaking through darkness.
Bai Han took the necklace and said to Shen Qingran: “Alright, I’ll keep this.”
“Do you need a receipt?”
Shen Qingran smiled: “No need.”
Bai Han: “If the report is verified, there’s a reward.”
Shen Qingran understood this was standard procedure.
“I don’t need it. I just need you to do me a favor.”
Bai Han looked up at the delicate girl in front of him.
“Anything within reason, I’ll do my best.”
Shen Qingran: “My grandmother and our servant, Zhang Ma, may not be in the capital when I go to the countryside. Please take care of them.”
She was speaking the truth. The Shen family was about to be purged. Being far from the capital would keep her away from the center of the storm, but in her previous life, her grandmother died tragically, and Zhang Ma died alone in the countryside.
This time, she would prevent such tragedies.
Bai Han nodded. This truly was the Shen family heiress. But she behaved with restraint, unlike the stereotypical high-and-mighty heiress.
Bai Han hesitated: “Miss Shen, if your stepmother is indeed involved, you may not be able to completely distance yourself.”
Shen Qingran met his gaze: “Don’t worry, I’ve got this.”
She pulled a document from her sleeve: the divorce certificate.
Bai Han, seeing it at a glance, couldn’t help but admire her.
This heiress was no ordinary girl—clever, capable, and perceptive.
Upon hearing she was going to the countryside, Bai Han quickly wrote down a phone number:
“Miss Shen, here’s my number. If you encounter any problems there, contact me anytime.”
Shen Qingran accepted it without hesitation.
This clue was valuable. Used wisely, it could advance a young officer’s career significantly.
After explaining the situation with her grandmother and Zhang Ma, Shen Qingran left.
Outside, it was afternoon, with pedestrians still on the streets.
She breathed deeply, preparing to stroll back into the city.
First, however, she had an important task to handle.
Looking around the capital, a city she knew intimately, she reflected on humanity.
In her past life, she had been naive, exploited, and bullied.
This life, she would make them pay—double!
After more than half an hour, Shen Qingran arrived at a registration site for sent-down youth.
“Comrade, is this where I register?”