Chapter 235: The National Treasure Beyond the Wall

December 5, 8:00 a. m.

Lin Feng, Detachment Captain Liu, Qi Yao, and others were in the Criminal Investigation Detachment's meeting room holding a meeting.

More than 100 hours have passed since Song Jiaren was taken.

Originally this case wasn't under Liu Feng's jurisdiction, but suddenly an order came from above.

On that day, Liu Feng took the case into his hands.

Obviously, the higher authorities attached great importance to this case.

It wasn't because of Lin Feng.

Those issuing the order basically didn't know Lin Feng.

Rather, Guo Yanru raised it while discussing an investment project with the leaders.

Song Jiaren is Lin Feng's adopted daughter, and Guo Yanru considers herself also to be Song Jiaren's godmother.

Over six years, with an investment of over hundreds of billions of dollars, still invested in the semiconductor and crystal materials industry.

The leaders all attached great importance to it.

Not only did they actively allocate several hundred mu of land for Qingfeng to invest in building a semiconductor crystal materials industrial park, but they also gave tax preferences.

As for scientific research and talent, they would also fully cooperate.

After many years, finally a private enterprise is willing to invest in this area without counting the cost.

To put it bluntly, in the past they repeatedly convened meetings of private entrepreneurs, urging them several times, hoping private capital would make efforts in this area.

As a result, no one was willing to put too much funds into this area.

It's still the mainstream view that it's better to buy crystal materials than to produce them.

After Liu Feng took the case, he immediately gathered similar cases that had occurred in Yanjing over the past two years.

Hope to find clues from them.

It is quite obvious that this is not a kidnapping case but leans more toward a premeditated abduction and trafficking case.

After preliminary screening, there were twelve similar cases.

These are just from the past two years; if we go back further and expand the scope nationwide, who knows how many there would be?

Twelve photos of the girls, including Song Jiaren's, were projected onto the screen via a projector.

At the same time, the twelve organized case files were handed to everyone present.

"Everyone, take a look—what similarities do these cases have?"

Liu Feng glanced at the gloomy-looking Lin Feng and then said lightly:

Lin Feng frowned as he looked at the twelve girls' photos.

Before anyone could speak, Lin Feng murmured, "These girls have something in common…"

"What is it?"

Li Fei lifted his head, looking curiously at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng said, "I'm saying these kids, when they grow up, will all be very beautiful—do you believe me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stared at Lin Feng in surprise.

They hadn't realized this point.

Because, aside from Song Jiaren and a few others, most of the girls in the photos could be called 'ugly ducklings'.

Among them, there was also a little chubby girl with a big round face.

No matter how you look at it, they don't seem destined to become great beauties.

At this moment, Qi Yao, sitting beside Lin Feng, nodded and said, "Not bad! In fact, what a child will look like when grown up can actually be seen from their physiognomy. This involves the ancient art of face reading."

How did we get onto the topic of face reading?

This is supposed to be a serious discussion of the case, yet face reading seems somewhat superstitious.

Lin Feng didn't elaborate further, picking up the case file in front of him to read.

After looking through all twelve case files, Lin Feng greatly admired the technician who had screened them.

He already had a train of thought for solving the case.

Just then, a policewoman came in to report that Song Jiaren's mother, Ms. Han, had arrived.

Lin Feng glanced at Qi Yao.

He suddenly felt a bit overwhelmed.

In life, all sorts of unexpected things happen.

Should we go out to meet Han Xiang?

But Qi Yao is here!

If I go to meet Han Xiang, will Qi Yao be unhappy?

If I don't go, will Qi Yao think I have a problem with my thoughts and morals?

Lin Feng thought for a moment, then stood up.

Detachment Captain Liu also stood up and walked out of the meeting room with Lin Feng.

In the lounge, Han Xiang, who had just rushed back from the set, saw Lin Feng and immediately threw herself into his arms.

Er~

Team Captain Liu and the officers present stared at each other.

What's going on?

This big-name star seems to have an improper relationship with Lin Feng!

Isn't Professor Qi Lin Feng's official girlfriend?

Pah~

Scumbag!

Many people started cursing in their hearts.

They naturally stood on Qi Yao's side, feeling that Professor Qi was being treated unfairly.

Lin Feng embraced Han Xiang and comforted her: "Don't worry, I'll be able to find Jiaren back soon."

At the same moment.

A remote mountain area rarely visited by people, far away.

Song Jiaren widened her eyes at the old man before her.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, his grayish-white hair almost all fallen out, exposing large patches of scarred scalp.

"Not bad, not bad! What's your name?"

After taking a puff on his pipe, the old man asked Song Jiaren.

"My name is Song Jiaren. Grandfather, what's your name?"

After stating her name, Song Jiaren asked again.

The old man gave a hehe smile, revealing his smoke-blackened teeth: "You can call me Chen Fengli."

After stating his name, Chen Fengli asked Song Jiaren: "Why aren't you afraid of me?"

Besides Song Jiaren, four other little girls were also brought here.

Because they were crying and making a fuss, Chen Fengli locked them in a room.

Seeing that Song Jiaren neither cried nor made a fuss, he then let her out to talk.

"What do I have to be afraid of you for?" Song Jiaren asked.

Chen Fengli gave a hehe smile, raised his hand and patted Song Jiaren's cheek, saying: "I am indeed a bad person!"

Song Jiaren lowered her head.

She certainly knew that this old man before her was a bad person.

After school that day, a woman grabbed her and put her in a car; no matter how she struggled, it was useless.

In the end, she was also drugged unconscious.

When she woke up, she didn't even know where she was.

"Huh?"

Seeing Song Jiaren silent, the old man let out an "hmm" with a questioning tone.

Song Jiaren raised her head to look at Chen Fengli: "You say you're a bad person—how are you bad?"

Chen Fengli said: "I once studied physiognomy and feng shui, wandered the jianghu for several years, and later specialized in reading children's faces for people."

These past few years I've traveled all over the country; the girls about your age that I've taken a liking to number not less than eight hundred, if not a thousand.

Do you know where they ended up being sent?

Song Jiaren suppressed the fear in her heart and shook her head.

Chen Fengli said: "They're all sent abroad, but rest assured, you won't go hungry."

"Why do this?"

Song Jiaren asked with a look of curiosity.

Chen Fengli gave a hehe laugh: "Because raising them for a few years lets me sell them for a good price!"

Song Jiaren furrowed her brows: "So that's how it is—my dad will find you lot and then… crack!"

She made a chopping motion with her hand.

"Hahaha…"

Chen Fengli burst out laughing.

Song Jiaren let out a humph.

Chen Fengli laughed so hard he started coughing.

After finally catching his breath, he continued: "If you were a boy, I'd pass all this skill on to you—what a pity!"

Having said that, he turned and walked toward the nearby bamboo building, saying: "Come with me!"

Song Jiaren glanced around.

Mountains surrounded it on all sides, with only one path leading to this valley, and guards were stationed on the bamboo buildings all around.

Running away was impossible; she could only follow behind Chen Fengli into a room of the bamboo building.

Chen Fengli opened the desk drawer, took out an old book, and handed it to Song Jiaren.

Song Jiaren took it, opened it, and saw on the yellowed paper various illustrations of figures.

There were also many tiny characters, most of which Song Jiaren did not recognize.

"What is this?"

Song Jiaren asked curiously.

Chen Fengli said: "This is a comic book I found at the old market; you know? It's been around for over 700 years! It was passed down from the Song Dynasty—since you're so sensible, take a look at it these days to kill some time!"

"An antique!"

Song Jiaren exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Fengli chuckled: "I said the pictures inside are over 700 years old, not that the book itself is that old—this book isn't even as old as I am! The little dolls on it look fun; take a look."

"Oh!"

Song Jiaren nodded.

Holding the book, Song Jiaren was locked into a bamboo hut by a middle-aged woman.

After locking the door, the old man, pipe in mouth, slowly walked to the outside of the bamboo hut and looked in at Song Jiaren.

All that could be seen was Song Jiaren seriously flipping through the book.

The middle-aged woman came over and asked curiously, "Uncle Chen, you seem to take a liking to this girl."

Chen Fengli nodded and murmured, "In the north there is a family, peerless and independent; when she grows up, her looks will be extraordinary!"

The middle-aged woman suddenly understood.

No wonder Uncle Chen values this little girl so much.

A whole day passed.

The middle-aged woman brought Song Jiaren some food.

Song Jiaren put down her book and began eating in front of the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman smiled, nodded, and left.

Song Jiaren's eyes shifted, and she ate half of the rice.

She tightly clenched the remaining half in her hand and stuffed it into the pocket of her down jacket.

Several minutes later, the middle-aged woman entered the room and took away the bowls and chopsticks.

Seeing Song Jiaren so obedient, the middle-aged woman was very pleased.

The other few-year-old girl kept crying and fussing; even feeding her required coaxing—it was annoying.

Night fell.

Song Jiaren wrapped herself in a blanket and curled up in the corner.

This so-called house is hardly a house; it's more like a cage.

Fortunately she was wearing a down jacket; otherwise, with just a blanket she would surely freeze to death.

Even the people in the Valley aren't afraid that these children will run away.

All sides are cliffs, with only one exit.

Unless one turns into a bear, one cannot climb up the cliffs.

Time passed slowly, and the moon rose in the sky.

Song Jiaren was in a daze when suddenly she heard a kakaka sound from outside.

She rubbed her eyes and then moved toward the direction of the sound to look.

Wow~

Song Jiaren exclaimed in surprise.

It turned out that outside the bamboo house was a giant panda!

The giant panda was scratching the bamboo with its claws.

Because it smelled the rice.

Song Jiaren's eyes shifted, and she took out the rice from her pocket.