The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

Huang Feipeng stepped out of the coffee shop, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. His heart was churning with complex emotions—a mixture of anticipation for the future and fear of impending danger. He knew time was of the essence, and every second was precious. He didn't want to waste it, and silently vowed to get to the bottom of the missing girl's case.

"Feipeng, where do we go next?" Xiaoya asked softly beside him, her voice still tinged with unease. A hint of doubt flickered in her eyes, as if she were lost about the future.

“Let’s go to my friend’s studio.” Huang Feipeng hesitated slightly, repeatedly considering the safety of this choice. “It’s relatively secluded there, and we can avoid those potential dangers.”

Xiaoya nodded gently. Although she still had doubts, she trusted Feipeng's judgment. At this moment, she hoped to fight alongside him, and even in the face of unknown risks, she was unwilling to leave Feipeng.

They walked down the street as night deepened, the surrounding lights flickering, seemingly reflecting the tension and unease in their hearts. Fei Peng felt his black coat was somewhat heavy in the night wind, and thought to himself, "I need to find a more suitable outfit to be more discreet in the darkness."

"Feipeng, what are you thinking about?" Xiaoya noticed his expression and a hint of concern appeared in her eyes.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking about our next move." Fei Peng tried to hide his anxiety. Although he knew Xiao Ya could sense his unease, he had to appear more resolute at this moment.

"What if that shadow catches up with us?" Xiaoya's voice trembled slightly. Although she tried to calm herself down, her anxiety only intensified.

"We will find a way." Fei Peng said firmly, thinking to himself, "No matter what, I can't let Xiao Ya get hurt."

Feipeng breathed a sigh of relief when they arrived at his friend's studio. The studio looked ordinary from the outside, hidden in a small alley, and seemed particularly inconspicuous. He gently pushed open the door, stepped inside, and felt a warm breeze rush towards him.

"Hey, Feipeng, you're here!" A friend's voice came from inside, followed by a man of medium build wearing glasses, whose expression showed a hint of confusion and concern.

"I have something urgent I need your help with." Fei Peng placed the fingerprint sample and diary on the table without hesitation, looking directly at his friend, secretly hoping to get his timely assistance.

"This is..." My friend frowned slightly, began to look through the materials, and his expression gradually became serious. "What are you guys doing?"

“We are investigating a missing persons case and may need your professional assistance.” Fei Peng’s voice was firm, filled with a sense of responsibility.

My friend was silent for a moment, seemingly considering the seriousness of the situation, before finally looking up and saying, "You need to be very careful. There may be some dark secrets behind this disappearance; be cautious with every step you take."

“I understand.” Fei Peng felt a surge of urgency; he knew he had to act quickly. “Can we start the identification process as soon as possible?”

"Sure, but it will take some time," my friend agreed, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes. "I'll handle it as soon as possible, but you all need to be on guard and stay vigilant."

Feipeng nodded, though he was secretly anxious, he knew he had to focus on the work at hand. He turned to Xiaoya and saw a hint of anticipation in her eyes, as if she were longing for the upcoming result.

"Xiaoya, are you alright?" Feipeng asked with concern, trying to make his voice sound gentle.

"I'm fine, just a little worried." Xiaoya's voice was low, but she tried to remain calm, though she was still thinking about the missing girls.

Feipeng sensed her nervousness and felt a pang of heartache. He gently took her hand, trying to make her feel a little warmth. "We will find the answer, we will never give up."

The air in the studio grew heavy. Feipeng felt an invisible pressure; he knew he carried Xiaoya's trust and expectations. Time seemed to stretch on endlessly, each second feeling like an eternity.

"I will handle your request as soon as possible, but you'd better stay here for a while and try not to move around." The friend hesitated for a moment, seemingly considering their safety.

"Thank you, we'll wait." Fei Peng was grateful, though he appeared calm on the outside, he was secretly anxious inside.

As their friends got busy, Feipeng and Xiaoya sat to the side, the surroundings unusually quiet. Feipeng's mind kept replaying the diaries of the missing girls; those faint clues seemed to intertwine in his heart, bringing a ripple of unease.

"Feipeng, are you thinking about those girls?" Xiaoya suddenly broke the silence, a hint of sadness flickering in her eyes.

“Yes, I’m thinking about what they went through.” Fei Peng’s voice was low, and he felt a pang of pain in his heart. “I don’t want their story to be forgotten. We must find the truth.”

Xiaoya nodded slightly, a determined look in her eyes. "I believe in you, we will find them together."

Fei Peng was deeply moved. He knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead, only mutual trust and support could help them go further. At that moment, he understood that he was no longer fighting alone; they shared the mission of finding the truth.

"I hope to get results as soon as possible," Fei Peng said softly, his eyes shining with determination. He secretly vowed to spare no effort to uncover this dark secret. He didn't want his efforts to be in vain, and he didn't want the tragedy of the missing girls to be repeated.

Huang Feipeng paced back and forth in his studio, trying to appear calm, but his anxiety was growing. Even with his friends' efforts to help, a sense of unease lingered in his heart. The fates of the missing girls seemed to echo in his mind, preventing him from finding peace. He thought to himself, "I must find someone to help watch over Xiaoya; I can't let her face any potential danger alone."

"Feipeng, what are you thinking about?" Xiaoya's voice interrupted his thoughts, her eyes showing concern.

"I'm thinking, maybe we should find someone to help us make sure you have someone to protect you while you're here," Fei Peng thought to himself, determined not to let Xiao Ya be in any danger.

"Do you think it's necessary?" A hint of doubt flashed in Xiaoya's eyes. "I don't want to add to your burden."

“Of course it’s necessary.” Fei Peng’s tone was firm, and he thought to himself, “Even a small problem can become serious, and I must not take it lightly.” He knew that protecting Xiao Ya was not only his responsibility, but also the fulfillment of his promise to her.