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Is Chapter 167 a trap?
Thinking of this, Feng Nan immediately became nervous.

"no!"

"I need to find Qianqian!"

Feng Nan secretly made up her mind.

Regardless of who Cheng Lihua was working for, she had to bring Qianqian back.

For Qianqian's safety, even if Cheng Lihua is acting on behalf of her mother, Feng Nan must find Qianqian.

Faced with the choice between disrupting her mother's plans and ensuring Qianqian's safety, Feng Nan decisively chose the latter.

Feng Nan continued to review the surveillance footage and only turned off the video after seeing that Qianqian had indeed gotten into Cheng Lihua's car.

Feng Nan recalled the surveillance footage of Qianqian leaving; Qianqian hadn't taken the backpack with her.

Feng Nan decided to go back to the Golden House first to check what was in the backpack.

Qianqian said that before her mother left, she said that this was their weapon to deal with the laboratory.

It had been almost seven or eight hours since Cheng Lihua took Qianqian away.

Even if she were to chase after him now, Feng Nan wouldn't know where to begin.

It would be better to go and see if Qianqian left her anything.

Having confirmed that there were no safety hazards near the Golden House, Feng Nan headed towards it.

Using facial recognition to enter the Golden House, Feng Nan went straight to Qianqian's bedroom.

As Feng Nan entered Qianqian's bedroom, she immediately noticed the backpack placed on the bedside table.

Seeing that the backpack was indeed still there, Feng Nan breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Nan walked to the bedside table and saw a note under the backpack.

Feng Nan picked up the note, and unsurprisingly, it was left by Qianqian.

Qianqian: Xiaonan, I'm sorry, please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye.

Upon seeing the beginning, Feng Nan couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

"Forgive me, but I still have to come find you later."

Feng Nan cursed inwardly.

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Qianqian: Aunt Cheng is here. She said she's going to take me to find my mom.

[Qianqian: She brought my mother's things, so I have no reason to doubt her.]

Qianqian: I miss my mom so much.

On the note, Qianqian left just a few words.

It didn't even specify where Cheng Lihua was going to take her.

Feng Nan was so angry that she almost tore the note to shreds.

But the thought that the note might still be useful stopped Feng Nan from acting impulsively.

Feng Nan folded the note and put it in her pocket.

After putting the note away, Feng Nan picked up her backpack, sat on Qianqian's bed, and unzipped it.

Feng Nan glanced into the backpack and immediately zipped it up.

"are you crazy!"

Feng Nan couldn't help but curse under her breath.

Inside the backpack was a bag full of guns and ammunition.

There were even hand grenades.

Upon seeing what was inside the backpack, Feng Nan was so shocked she almost dropped it.

Is this something I can keep at home?
If someone finds out, just make a report call.

Without the lab's intervention, she'll never be able to go against them for the rest of her life.

Qianqian's suspicion has not yet been cleared, and it remains to be seen whether she is friend or foe.

What if this is another trap?

Just thinking about it makes Feng Nan feel scared.

Fortunately, she chose to come back and visit first.

Otherwise, if Qianqian were an enemy, she could be in big trouble if she made a report at this time.

Feng Nan didn't want to be handcuffed the moment she opened the door.

Feng Nan found a pair of disposable gloves and put them on.

I picked up my backpack and carefully wiped the places I had just touched.

Feng Nan breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that fingerprints could not be extracted.

Feng Nan thought for a moment and then opened her backpack again.

After a careful search, it was confirmed that there was nothing inside except for these guns and ammunition.

She didn't have any of her belongings stuffed into it before zipping the zipper up again.

Feng Nan put the backpack back where it was, a conflicted expression on her face. Now she had two paths to choose from.

First, call Yueyang directly and explain the situation.

They voluntarily surrendered these firearms and ammunition.

This is the safest option.

She could completely extricate herself from these guns and ammunition.

That way, even if Qianqian is an enemy and Feng Nan calls to report her, she won't be afraid.

After all, there are surveillance cameras inside the Golden House.

If Feng Nan provides the surveillance video, it will prove that Qianqian brought the backpack back.

But doing so would betray Qianqian.

It would be very awkward if Qianqian were an ally.

The second option is for her to hide the backpack and the guns and ammunition inside.

Even if Qianqian reports her, she might not be able to find these things.

Even if it were found, there would be no Feng Nan fingerprints on it.

If she deletes the surveillance video, it will be impossible to prove that she hid it.

There is also no proof that she knew what was in the backpack.

The second path can also lead to a third path.

That means leaving the backpack in Qianqian's room and observing how things unfold.

If Qianqian really is an enemy, then I called and reported her.

There were no fingerprints of Feng Nan on the backpack.

Feng Nan could also pretend not to know what was in the backpack.

Providing surveillance video can also prove that Qianqian brought the backpack back.

Even if the backpack belongs to Qianqian, she has never even seen it.

This way, she can also be dealt with during questioning and removed from the group.

Feng Nan sat on the bed, pondering, constantly weighing the advantages and disadvantages of the three paths in her mind.

"wrong!"

"A note!"

"I want to use the note and surveillance footage to ask Yueyang to help me find Qianqian."

"And we also need to tell Yueyang that Cheng Lihua was the gunman."

"But it's illogical that I saw the note but not the backpack."

"Therefore, the third option is not possible."

"There are just too many vulnerabilities."

Feng Nan suddenly remembered the note Qianqian had left.

If Qianqian is an enemy, they might use this note as leverage when reporting her.

Then she will be put on the defensive again.

Therefore, the third option is not a viable choice.

"Then there are only two paths left."

"The first path is still foolproof."

"Choosing the first path is entirely beneficial to me."

"If you choose the second option, you can say that you didn't see the backpack when you came back if you are asked about it."

"But I can't explain why there's no trace of the backpack Qianqian took."

"So, there is still some danger."

Feng Nan weighed the pros and cons carefully before finally making a decision.

He took out his phone and dialed Yueyang's number.

At the same time, Feng Nan took off her gloves and once again made the motion of unzipping a backpack with her bare hands.

Feng Nan did this to go all the way.

There were no fingerprints on it, so how did she know what was in the backpack?

If it's not yours, why would you erase your fingerprints?
Feng Nan didn't want to leave any evidence against her.

She wouldn't be able to explain it clearly.

[Feng Nan: Brother Yue, I have something to report.]

As soon as the call connected, Feng Nan spoke first.

[Yueyang: What happened?]

Upon hearing Feng Nan's words, Yue Yang's tone became solemn.