"Quickly, this news must be reported to the General."
The surprised invisible person had stayed at the Qin family's residence for a long time. He clearly saw the birthmark on the back of the handsome young boy. It was unmistakably...
"What!" Qin Li almost dropped his wine glass when he heard the report.
He stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Are you sure you saw correctly? Are you certain it's him?"
"Absolutely, Young Master. I often attended to him when he was born. I would never mistake that birthmark. It's the Young Master's birthmark!"
Qin Li paced back and forth, his heart filled with anxiety.
"Go quickly. While he's bathing, get his biological information. I need to do a DNA test immediately!"
The man dared not disobey and immediately scurried out.
"Distinguished guest, General Qin says you have traveled far and are weary. This is our bathhouse's hairdressing and massage service. May we enter now?"
A very respectful voice suddenly sounded outside Mo Shen's shower room.
He glanced at his reflection out of the corner of his eye. Hmm, he had been traveling a lot, and his hair had indeed grown quite a bit, now obstructing his vision...
However, he did not need a massage. He disliked being touched by others...
"Please come in," he replied concisely, as always.
"The hairdressing is fine, thank you." There was an imposing aura in his eyes, and the servant trembled. He couldn't help but wonder if the man's presence was similar to that of the General's by seven or eight parts.
He stepped forward tremblingly, "Please maintain this posture. I will trim your hair and nails, if that's alright? It will make it easier for you to grip your weapons."
Mo Shen silently agreed.
As soon as Mo Shen's hair and nail samples were obtained, they were rushed to the Qin family's independent laboratory for expedited testing.
"General, please do not worry. The tests are being expedited, and the results will be available within a few hours," the butler reassured Qin Li.
However, Qin Li's expression did not relax for a moment.
Qin Mingyang was indeed his youngest son, but not his most beloved.
He and his eldest son from his first wife, Qin Lixuan, had always been doted upon. But when Qin Lixuan was only four years old, while they were out for a trip, their helicopter crashed near the mountains.
Qin Li could not bear the thought of his beloved son disappearing without a trace. He dispatched numerous helicopters and search teams to conduct an intensive search in the vicinity for a month, but not even a trace of remains was found.
His first wife could not withstand the blow. After half a month of dazed wandering, she committed suicide.
To fill the emptiness in his heart, he brought his mistress, who was eight months pregnant with his illegitimate child, into the household. That child in her womb was Qin Mingyang.
Years have passed in a blink of an eye. Could his most beloved eldest son truly return to him unharmed?
He dared not believe it, dared not even contemplate it. He could not bear the pain of losing a son again...
...
While he waited anxiously, Luo Xiaole in the bathroom had already finished showering and dressed quickly.
"My physical strength is at its max. My jumping ability feels much better too!" Luo Xiaole exclaimed with novelty. She bounced around the bathroom like a rubber ball, able to touch the ceiling with a simple push.
"Why not take advantage of this time to explore? That old fox Qin Li must have hidden many secrets in his home. Since I'm here, it would be rude to leave empty-handed!"
Luo Xiaole crouched down, used the momentum to spring up, and leaped effortlessly through the high bathroom window, diving outwards.
With a few leaps, in a flash, she landed on a very secluded clock tower in the garden.
Her physical condition now felt like it was supercharged. Her incredible speed even went unnoticed by the patrolling guards.
The wind on the tower blew her long hair, and a bright, silvery moon hung in the sky, inexplicably casting a sense of melancholy.
She hadn't seen her two "good uncles" and "brothers" since leaving the base. She also hadn't seen Zhu Hui. But Luo Xiaole knew in her heart that the three of them were likely sacrificed as cannon fodder by Qin Mingyang during the zombie outbreak at the base.
With no leads on her uncles and brothers, Luo Xiaole knew clearly that the reason for her parents' deaths back then was probably related to this powerful Qin Li.
She needed concrete evidence before she could decide her next course of action.
Where would that evidence be hidden?
Luo Xiaole looked up. To her left was Qin Li's private, detached bedroom. The massive floor-to-ceiling windows, if the curtains were left undrawn, offered a complete view of the interior...
It didn't seem like a place where secrets would be kept.
But the other houses looked quite ordinary...
Wait... Luo Xiaole suddenly looked to her right. There, she saw a very hidden, spherical structure, situated deep in the garden, as if deliberately concealed within it...
"Everything here screams 'look at me' with such ostentation, yet why is this house so low-key?"
Luo Xiaole took a deep breath and leaped down from the clock tower. With a few swift movements, she was in front of that house.
From afar, she hadn't noticed, but up close, she realized how massive this circular building was.
It appeared completely dark, yet Luo Xiaole could faintly hear the sounds of machinery from within.
"Still working overtime this late? This Qin Li is so unfair, forcing people to work overtime! A black-hearted boss!" Luo Xiaole clenched her teeth. She was still a worker for the system and understood the pain of being forced to work!
"Beep." Just as she spoke, the large door opened, and several people resembling researchers yawned as they walked out. Their faces were pale and exhausted, looking anemic...
"I really can't take this anymore. Is this even human work!" one of them grumbled as he walked.
"Let's go. We can still get three hours of sleep. Old Qian, my room is far away, so I'll leave first. Remember to lock the door," another replied.
He took two steps forward when he felt a gust of wind. It felt like wind had blown into his pocket, followed by a fresh scent of shampoo.
"Old Qian, did you secretly take a shower behind my back? You still have time to shower? Are you slacking off!" the man muttered under his breath.
"Bullshit, I haven't touched water in half a month! You're the one who must have secretly showered! I can smell the fragrance, the pot calling the kettle black! You're unbelievable!" Old Qian, who was closing the door, also felt a breeze.
He cursed as he closed the door and adjusted his collar before leaving the circular building...
At this moment, taking advantage of the brief opening, Luo Xiaole had already slipped inside and was standing in a corner of the building.
She was casually tossing a work ID card she had just "borrowed" from the man's pocket.
The scene before her astonished her...