237: Chapter 237 A Hidden Clue in the Lipstick, Sister Hong Gives Her Away

Meanwhile, the Jeep SUV was stopped at an intersection, waiting for the red light to turn green.

Ye Qingcheng reached into her bag and took out the lipstick that Sister Hong had given her. She examined it closely and pondered for a moment. When the light turned green, she decisively changed her route, made a turn, and drove toward the police guesthouse.

Upon arriving at the guesthouse, Ye Qingcheng hurried back to her room.

She carefully placed the lipstick on the table near the television before heading into the bathroom. With the sound of the shower and faucet running, she finally took out her phone and dialed Shen Zhendong's number.

"Hello, Qingcheng, you girl finally remembered to call me?" Shen Zhendong's voice came through the receiver, filled with a mix of affection and complaint. "Ever since my Jianan started following you, I haven't even been able to catch a glimpse of her."

Ye Qingcheng chuckled at his words, though her voice was deliberately lowered. "Uncle Shen, please don't blame me. It's a special time right now. Once this period passes, I promise you'll be able to contact Jianan whenever you want."

"Hahaha, it's fine, I'm just joking with you." Shen Zhendong's laughter came through. "Tell me, what do you need from me so late at night?"

Ye Qingcheng's tone immediately turned serious, and she said in a low voice, "Uncle Shen, I suspect someone is monitoring and tracking me. I need you to help me find a technical expert in anti-surveillance and anti-tracking."

"What? Someone dares to make a move against you? Could it be that people from the Hongmen have already found you?" Shen Zhendong's tone also instantly became grave. "Where are you now? I'll arrange for someone to go find you right away."

"I'm at the police guesthouse." Ye Qingcheng cautioned, "Uncle Shen, please make sure the person you send doesn't wear a police uniform or drive a police car. I'm worried about alerting the enemy."

"Alright, I understand. Rest assured, I will send the most capable technical expert to help you." Shen Zhendong said before hanging up.

Ye Qingcheng stood still in the bathroom for a moment. After all, she had to play the part completely. Sister Hong was cautious and meticulous; any slight mistake could reveal her flaws.

After pretending to take a hot shower, Ye Qingcheng walked out of the bathroom and turned on the television, switching it to a news channel to use as background noise to mask any unusual sounds that might occur in the room later.

About ten minutes later, there was a soft knock on the door.

Ye Qingcheng immediately stood up from the sofa and walked quickly and lightly toward the door.

Opening the door, a young man with black-rimmed glasses, who looked quiet and studious, appeared outside. He saluted Ye Qingcheng and was about to introduce himself, but was stopped by a "shush" gesture from her.

Ye Qingcheng pointed cautiously at the lipstick standing next to the television and lowered her voice. "Help me check that lipstick. I suspect it contains a tracking or listening device. Be careful not to make any noise, and don't interfere with its signal."

The man nodded solemnly, carefully set down his bag, and took out a laptop and an oddly shaped detection device. He placed the device gently next to the lipstick and began working on the laptop.

Soon, the man turned the laptop screen toward Ye Qingcheng. She leaned in and saw a simulated breakdown of the lipstick's interior on the screen, with a red marker flashing at the bottom and data streams scrolling beside it.

The man reported in a low voice, "Captain Ye, your guess is correct. There is indeed a miniature tracking device hidden inside. Looking at the data it's sending, it doesn't seem to have a listening function."

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng's tense nerves finally relaxed a little. She let out a sigh of relief and casually turned off the noisy television.

"Not bad, handsome, you're quite impressive." Ye Qingcheng picked up the detection device and asked curiously, "What kind of magical device is this?"

"This is a signal capturer I built myself. You can think of it as a small radar. It can capture signals sent by nearby electronic devices and forward them, so it won't attract the other party's attention," the man explained, a hint of pride in his voice.

"What a talent!" Ye Qingcheng praised. "What is your current position? Are you interested in joining our National Security?"

The man was stunned for a moment and looked at Ye Qingcheng in disbelief. "Me? I have a chance to join National Security?"

"Of course! What's your name? What's your current role? What are you good at? Who do you work under?" Ye Qingcheng's rapid-fire questions left the man a bit overwhelmed.

"Oh, my name is Han Hao, and I'm a technician in the City Bureau's Equipment and Technology Division," Han Hao replied. "I specialize in various programming languages, network technology, and electronic device operation. Previously, I also participated in the Red-Black Alliance network confrontation..."

"Very good!" Ye Qingcheng interrupted him. "Go back and prepare; I'll come to the City Bureau to pick you up tomorrow."

"Uh... Captain Ye, are you serious?" Han Hao could hardly believe his ears.

"Of course I'm serious! I urgently need talent like you right now," Ye Qingcheng said firmly.

"Thank you! Thank you, Captain Ye!" Han Hao expressed his gratitude repeatedly, clearly excited.

"Alright, go back now. Oh, right, give me your phone number so I can contact you tomorrow," Ye Qingcheng instructed.

After giving his phone number, Han Hao left, filled with joy.

Ye Qingcheng picked up the lipstick, her expression gradually becoming grave.

...

Meanwhile, Sister Hong had returned to her shop. In the room on the second floor, she gazed at her phone screen with a grave expression. The red dot representing Ye Qingcheng's location had not moved for a long time.

She took a deep breath and dialed Ye Qingcheng's number, a gentle smile appearing on her face as she tried to make her voice sound more natural.

"Hello, Qingcheng," Sister Hong said softly. "I've returned to the shop. How about you? Do you have a place to stay tonight? I forgot to ask you earlier."

On the other end of the line, Ye Qingcheng's voice sounded a bit tired. "Sister Hong, I'm staying at the police guesthouse; it's quite convenient."

"Oh, that's good." Sister Hong nodded, her worry easing slightly. She switched to a more relaxed tone. "Then get some rest early, don't stay up too late."

"Hmm, you too." A hint of gratitude came through in Ye Qingcheng's voice. "Thank you for the lipstick you gave me; I really like it."

"As long as you like it," Sister Hong said with a smile, though a pang of guilt couldn't help but rise in her heart.

"Hmm."

The call ended, and Sister Hong let out a long sigh. However, the expression on her face was not the least bit relaxed; instead, it was filled with complex emotions. She shook her head, trying to shake those feelings from her mind, and then dialed another number.

After waiting seven or eight seconds, the call connected, and a slightly deep voice from a middle-aged man came through. "Xiao Hong, do you have any news?"

Sister Hong pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "There is no definite news yet. However, I have successfully placed the tracker on Ye Qingcheng. I believe it won't be long before we can determine Chen Mo's location."

Upon hearing this, the man's voice revealed a hint of satisfaction. "Good! You've done well. However, you must be careful; this old comrade of yours is very sharp. Don't let her discover you."

"Yes, Godfather, rest assured." Sister Hong nodded. "At least for now, she hasn't become suspicious."

"That's good." The man's voice became serious. "News from Volcano Island indicates that several unfamiliar faces have appeared around Chen Mo's home recently. I suspect the Dragon country has prepared to take action. We must find him as soon as possible! If Chen Mo is subjected to a Breakthrough, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"Alright, Godfather, I will do my best!" Sister Hong said solemnly.

After the man gave a few more instructions, he suddenly changed the subject. "Also, I heard that Third Sister has gone to Shanghai as well?"

Sister Hong's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. She tried hard to keep her voice calm and asked tentatively, "Godfather, how... how did you know?"

The man chuckled, a hint of playfulness in his voice. "Don't be nervous; I naturally have my own channels of information. Rest assured, Third Sister is still useful to me for now, so I won't easily move against her. However, if you see her, it's best to remind her not to think I don't know what she's planning. If I discover she has ulterior motives..."

The man didn't finish his sentence, but Sister Hong already understood what he meant.

"Yes, I understand." Sister Hong took a deep breath and said solemnly.

Afterward, she hung up the phone and fell into deep thought.

...

Meanwhile, Qin Yi and Xu Qian had finished their dinner with Master Ma and returned to their home in the Shenjiangwan Community.