Su Ling's Time Travel

Despite their tremendous efforts, the case progressed at an unusually slow pace. The overseas thief group seemed like a ghost lurking in the shadows, impossible to trace no matter how hard they searched.

“These people are too cunning. They seem to have made thorough preparations before every step we take.” Wei Zihao frowned, his tone filled with helplessness and anxiety. “We must find their weakness, otherwise this case may reach a stalemate.”

Su Ling remained silent, her eyes gleaming with thoughtful consideration in the dim light. She knew this battle was far more complex than they had imagined. That overseas thief group not only possessed formidable strength but also extremely sophisticated methods of disguise and concealment. Finding their weakness would be no easy task.

However, she did not give up. She believed that no matter how perfect the disguise, there would always be a flaw. As long as they could find that key breakthrough, they would be able to follow the clues and wipe out the entire group of thieves.

In the days that followed, Su Ling and her team devoted almost all their energy to solving the case. They worked day and night, constantly analyzing clues, screening suspects, and tracing the crime's movements. Their efforts gradually paid off, and scattered clues began to piece together a complete picture.

"Look, this is a tiny metal fragment we found at the scene of the Haimingzhu theft." Su Ling held a small metal fragment in her hand, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "After analysis, we discovered that this metal fragment is related to a special kind of aircraft. And this aircraft is the tool commonly used by that overseas theft group."

Upon hearing this, Wei Zihao's spirits lifted. He took the metal fragment and examined it carefully. "Excellent, Su Ling! This is a major breakthrough. As long as we can track down this kind of aircraft, we will definitely be able to find the hideout of that thief group."

Ouyang Zetian also smiled with relief, and gently patted Su Ling's shoulder. "Ling'er, you are amazing. I believe that as long as we continue to work hard, we will definitely be able to find Hai Mingzhu and bring those criminals to justice."

Su Ling smiled slightly, her heart filled with unwavering conviction. She knew this battle had only just begun, but they had already taken the most crucial step. As long as they persevered, they would surely achieve final victory.

In the days that followed, Su Ling and her team continued their in-depth investigation along this lead. They tracked the aircraft's movements, visited numerous possible hiding places, and even risked venturing into enemy territory for reconnaissance. Their efforts gradually paid off, and some crucial evidence began to surface.

Finally, one day, when they gathered together again to analyze the case, a shocking truth was revealed.

"Look, this is the wreckage of an aircraft we found in a secret warehouse." Wei Zihao held up a broken piece of aircraft, his voice filled with excitement. "After comparison and analysis, we have confirmed that this is the aircraft used by that overseas thief group. Moreover, we also found a large number of precious cultural relics and works of art in this warehouse, which were very likely stolen by this group."

Su Ling was shocked upon hearing this, her eyes flashing with anger and determination. "Great, Zihao! We've finally found their hideout. Now all we have to do is follow the trail and wipe out this entire gang of thieves."

Ouyang Zetian clenched his fists, his tone filled with determination. "That's right, we can't let them get away with it any longer. I want them to know that the law will not let any criminal go unpunished."

The night was as dark as ink, the moonlight as gentle as water, and the bustling city of R country took on an air of mystery and eeriness under the cover of darkness. Ouyang Zetian, a debonair lawyer, arrived in this unfamiliar land because of a transnational case. He initially thought it was just a routine legal battle, but little did he know it would become a vortex of revenge and suspense.

In a corner of this city, a mysterious bar called "Yunhai Pavilion" stands quietly. The bar is dimly lit, the music is somber, and an intoxicating aroma permeates the air. Ouyang Zetian enters out of curiosity, never imagining that this place will become the starting point of a turning point in his destiny.

"Sir, would you like something to drink?" A gentle voice sounded in his ear, like a spring breeze. Ouyang Zetian looked up and saw a woman in a gorgeous cheongsam smiling at him. She had long, jet-black hair and deep, penetrating eyes that seemed to see into people's hearts. Her smile held a captivating charm that was irresistible.

"Give me a glass of whiskey," Ouyang Zetian replied politely, his gaze involuntarily drawn to the woman.

“Okay, sir. My name is Murong Yunhai, and I own this bar. I hope you enjoy the drinks.” The woman turned gracefully and walked towards the bar. Her figure was exceptionally captivating in the dim light, like a blooming black rose.