208: Chapter 208: Miniature Bionic Tracker Signal Loss, National Security Safe House Location Exposed

After Ye Qingcheng left, Ye Ziming felt inexplicably irritable. He scratched his head with one hand and gently rubbed the calf that had just been kicked with the other, hissing in pain as if it would help. He muttered in complaint, "What gives? I didn't even tell Young Master Qin you were downstairs. Why take your anger out on me? It hurts like hell..."

Just then, the waiter from the front desk walked over cautiously, holding a bill with an apologetic look on his face. He spoke to Ye Ziming with great respect, "Sir, I'm very sorry to bother you, but could you please settle the bill for this table?"

Ye Ziming looked up, his brow furrowed slightly as his gaze focused on the bill the waiter handed him. He reached out for it, glanced casually at the amount, and then pulled out his phone to pay via QR code. However, just as he was about to complete the payment, he suddenly looked up with a spark of curiosity in his eyes and asked the waiter, "Hey, tell me, do I look like the beautiful woman who just left?"

"Uh..." The waiter was taken aback by the question, then smiled sheepishly and shook his head. "Sir, I'm really sorry, I didn't pay much attention just now, so..."

Ye Ziming had only asked casually and didn't expect the waiter to give a detailed answer. He quickly finished the payment and showed the confirmation screen to the waiter. After confirming it, the waiter thanked him gratefully and turned to leave.

Afterward, Ye Ziming slowly stood up, steadying his slightly swaying body against the corner of the table. By now, his drunkenness had mostly dissipated, and his mind had become clearer. When he reached the restaurant entrance, a breeze blew against him, carrying away the scent of alcohol and bringing a touch of coolness.

Thinking about how he had successfully gotten Qin Yi to agree to teach him martial arts tonight, Ye Ziming's mood instantly brightened. Humming a little tune, he staggered down the restaurant steps, snapped his fingers at a designated driver waiting at the door, and raised a hand, saying, "Let's go, Hilton Hotel!"

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Meanwhile, on the way back to Shenjiangwan Community, Qin Yi sat in the passenger seat, tapping his phone screen. He opened the Miniature Bionic Tracker app, and the real-time footage sent back by the tracker caused the corners of his mouth to curl up into a smug arc.

At that moment, on a road heading in the opposite direction from Qin Yi, a black Jeep SUV was speeding along. In the driver's seat, Ye Qingcheng gripped the steering wheel, her gaze determined as she drove toward the Safe House. Though she felt some inner turmoil, her face remained calm. Hovering in the air above the Jeep's roof, a Miniature Bionic Tracker, so tiny it was almost undetectable, followed closely.

Inside the car, Shen Jianan took a deep breath, her brows furrowing slightly as she turned to Ye Qingcheng. Her voice was full of confusion. "Sister Qingcheng, I really can't figure it out. How did Qin Yi know? I accept that he saw through me not being a real waitress; after all, I did slip up in the private room. But how on earth did he recognize you? I heard their conversation in the room with my own ears. I can testify that Ye Ziming really didn't mention you were downstairs."

By now, Ye Qingcheng's expression had returned to normal. While skillfully driving the vehicle, she responded thoughtfully, "Perhaps he noticed something about me the moment he entered the restaurant."

"How could that be?" Shen Jianan's eyes widened in disbelief. "Logically speaking, Qin Yi shouldn't have ever seen you before, Sister Qingcheng."

"Yes, I'm certain I didn't know him before," Ye Qingcheng nodded and said firmly. "However, as soon as he entered the restaurant, his gaze would glance toward where I was sitting from time to time. At first, I thought he was just a playboy, but looking back, he must have been suspicious of me even then. As for the specific reason, I can't say for sure."

"Could it really be because you and Ye Ziming look a bit alike that Qin Yi became suspicious?" Shen Jianan continued to press the issue, unwilling to let it go.

"Listen to his nonsense!" Ye Qingcheng rolled her eyes and said crossly, "We aren't fraternal twins. How could we look that much alike?"

"No, Sister Qingcheng, if you think about it carefully, your nose is actually very similar to Ye Ziming's. If you look closer, your lips and chin also share some similarities. It's just that your features are more defined and have more of a heroic air than his," Shen Jianan analyzed seriously.

Ye Qingcheng was amused by Shen Jianan's words. "Hahaha, I didn't realize you were so good at giving compliments!"

"Hehe, Sister Qingcheng, you're finally smiling. But I'm not complimenting you; I'm just telling the truth," Shen Jianan replied with a serious face.

"Alright, alright, whether it's the truth or a lie, as long as I like hearing it, it's fine! Let's get back and rest early. Tomorrow morning, we have to go to Shenjiangwan Park at the Bund to watch the battle!" Ye Qingcheng said with a faint smile.

"Hehe, so does that mean I've passed my first assessment for joining National Security?" Shen Jianan took the opportunity to ask, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Cough! What assessment? I just took you along to broaden your horizons! In the future, you'll encounter even more things that will subvert your worldview! Today's 'Human Skin Disguise Technique' is just an appetizer!" Ye Qingcheng deliberately put on a stern face and looked away, but the smile in her eyes couldn't be hidden. At the same time, the image of Sister Hong surfaced in her mind again, and her expression unconsciously grew a bit more solemn.

Noticing the subtle change in Ye Qingcheng's mood, Shen Jianan's heart stirred, understanding what she was worried about. So, she tentatively asked, "Sister Qingcheng, should we arrange for some people to keep an eye on Sister Hong's situation?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath, a hint of gravity flashing between her brows. She slowly shook her head and said in a low voice, "Sister Hong is no ordinary person. Our usual surveillance methods won't work on her at all; instead, they would only alert the enemy." She paused, a flash of determination in her eyes. "When I'm free tomorrow, I'll go find her myself to scope things out."

Shen Jianan nodded thoughtfully, then suggested, "Well, since we aren't sending people to watch her, we should at least have someone keep a constant eye on the surveillance cameras around her shop, right? Just in case she tries to flee, we can be prepared."

"You're right," Ye Qingcheng nodded in agreement and instructed, "I'll leave this to you. Connect the surveillance around Sister Hong's shop to the Safe House to ensure we can track her movements at any time."

"Okay, Sister Qingcheng," Shen Jianan replied, then reached out to lightly touch her jaw, seemingly still marveling at the magic of Sister Hong's Disguise Technique. She lowered the sun visor and scrutinized her face in the vanity mirror, unable to help but remark, "Sister Hong's skill is truly incredible; there's still not a single flaw. If she really became a thief or killed someone, I'm afraid the police would have a very hard time catching her."

Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but chuckle. "Haha, yes. Back when Sister Hong and I were on missions overseas, there were several times we only managed to escape danger thanks to her exquisite Disguise Technique. Thinking back now, those experiences are truly unforgettable." As she spoke, a complex mix of emotions flashed in her eyes.

"Uh," Shen Jianan noticed the change in Ye Qingcheng's mood and hesitated to speak. However, Ye Qingcheng seemed to have read her mind, turned to look at her, and asked with a smile, "What? Something on your mind?"

"Yes," Shen Jianan nodded, and after a moment of hesitation, finally asked, "Sister Qingcheng, you and Sister Hong are comrades who have faced life and death together. If... I mean if... Sister Hong really did something bad, could you really harden your heart to arrest her?"

Faced with Shen Jianan's question, Ye Qingcheng's gaze gradually shifted from confusion to determination. She was silent for a moment, then said decisively, "If she truly does something to betray the country, it means she has already violated the oath and promise she made when she joined the military! In that case, I will not hesitate to bring her to justice! This is my duty and mission! I guarantee it!"

Hearing Ye Qingcheng's powerful answer and seeing her steady, unwavering gaze, Shen Jianan couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration. Her look toward Ye Qingcheng became filled with even more respect and esteem.

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After driving on the city roads of Magic City for nearly half an hour, the Jeep SUV entered a tunnel. The image on Qin Yi's phone suddenly went black. His heart tightened, and his brow couldn't help but furrow. When the screen lit up again, the Jeep had already come to a steady stop in an abandoned parking lot.

Qin Yi's eyes were fixed on the phone screen. He saw Ye Qingcheng and Shen Jianan get out of the car and head straight toward a silver-gray door. Qin Yi noticed a flashing red light above that door. Ye Qingcheng stood before the door, tilted her head up for a few seconds, and then the seemingly ordinary door miraculously opened.

Ye Qingcheng and Shen Jianan walked in side-by-side. Immediately after, the door closed, and his Miniature Bionic Tracker was unable to follow them inside.

The real-time image on the phone kept shifting. It looked like the Miniature Bionic Tracker was circling above the door. His heart sank, sensing something was wrong.

After another few dozen seconds, a piercing warning suddenly flashed on Qin Yi's phone screen. It was the first time he had ever seen such a warning: Warning! Warning! Signal lost! Signal lost! Countdown: thirty seconds. In thirty seconds, the Miniature Bionic Tracker will initiate automatic return!

"Damn, what's going on?" Qin Yi was secretly alarmed. "Could it be that there's a signal jammer there? That's way too powerful, to even be able to block the signal of a Miniature Bionic Tracker?"

Just then, the voice of the designated driver rang out, breaking Qin Yi's contemplation. "Sir, we're almost at Shenjiangwan Community."

Qin Yi looked up, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. He temporarily turned off his phone screen, took a deep breath, and calmed his emotions. Then, he pointed to the garage directly ahead and said in a calm tone, "Enter the garage up front."

"Alright, sir," the driver replied. He didn't notice anything unusual about Qin Yi and simply drove the vehicle carefully, pulling steadily into the underground garage of Shenjiangwan Community.

Once the car was parked, Qin Yi quickly paid the driver. After the driver left, he didn't rush to get out. Instead, he sat in the car, his fingers sliding rapidly across the phone screen as he fiddled with the Miniature Bionic Tracker app, setting the tracker's search range to that abandoned parking lot.

By now, it was already 10:30 PM. Qin Yi first took the elevator to the top floor. Opening the door, he saw the living room was empty; his parents and Qin Xiaoyue had already gone to bed.

He quietly closed the door again and went downstairs to open Xu Qian's door.

Xu Qian hadn't fallen asleep yet. Hearing the movement, she immediately ran out of the bedroom. When the door opened, Xu Qian's figure appeared. She was wearing a wine-red lace nightgown and fuzzy, cute pink slippers, looking both relaxed and charming. Seeing Qin Yi return, a brilliant smile instantly bloomed on her face, and she stepped forward to give him a warm hug.

"Young Master Qin, you're back!" Xu Qian's voice was full of surprise and joy. "I thought you weren't coming back again tonight."

Qin Yi naturally put his arm around Xu Qian's slender waist, feeling the softness and warmth of her body. He leaned down to kiss her forehead and smiled. "How could I not come back? I just went upstairs and saw that Mom and Dad were already asleep, so I came to find you. How was tonight? Was the dinner Mom made good?"

"Yes!" Xu Qian nodded vigorously, her eyes shining with happiness. "Auntie's cooking is truly amazing, much better than mine. Auntie even said she'd teach me when she has time. In the future, I can also make the hometown dishes you like."

Listening to Xu Qian's words, a warm current surged through Qin Yi's heart. He reached up to gently brush the hair from her forehead and said softly, "Alright, I'll look forward to your masterpieces. But first, I'm going to take a shower. I wouldn't want the smell of alcohol on me to bother you."

"Okay, go ahead!" Xu Qian let go of Qin Yi and turned toward the bedroom. "I'll go get your pajamas ready."

Qin Yi watched Xu Qian walk into the bedroom, a gentle smile appearing on his lips. He turned and went into the bathroom to wash up. Meanwhile, Xu Qian was busy rummaging through the wardrobe for Qin Yi's pajamas, her face radiating happiness. She could hardly wait to spend a wonderful night with Qin Yi.