"It's that person following the Han family head!"
Jian Juntan slammed his fist on the table, his face ashen.
"Who is that person?"
"I don't know."
"But I remember, that person was by the Han family head's side when Father rejected the Han family head."
"After being rejected, the Han family head was extremely angry, and he stopped him."
"He said to Father: 'If you regret it, you can come to the Han family to find me anytime.'"
"As if he was certain Father would look for him."
Jian Juntan continuously rubbed the teacup, revealing his inner turmoil.
"I'm not sure if Father met him at the times Sheng Sheng mentioned."
"But I remember, after Father handed the Jian family over to me, he did go out alone once."
"After he returned, he shut himself away."
Based on these two points alone, the clue could not be definitively locked onto that person.
But at least it provided them with a direction to search.
Thinking of this, Jian Juntan immediately ordered someone to investigate that person's information.
After giving the order, Jian Juntan saw Jian Sheng doodling randomly on the table with her finger dipped in water.
A little of the gloom in his heart dissipated, and a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.
His father had been secretly harmed for so many years, and he had known nothing about it, making him feel he had failed his father.
Fortunately, they had Sheng Sheng in their family, so at least there was still a chance for remedy now.
Jian Junyu also noticed Jian Sheng's actions. Remembering Sheng Sheng's terrifying talent for drawing, he couldn't help but curiously lean closer to look.
"Sheng Sheng, what are you drawing?"
Jian Junyu stared dumbfounded at the scribbled patterns on the table.
He couldn't imagine how Sheng Sheng, who had an extraordinary talent for drawing, could produce these messy doodles that made one's eyes blur.
Jian Sheng furrowed her small brows, saying with annoyance:
"These are fate lines. Unfortunately, I only learned a little bit of it from Grandpa Tian Ji out of curiosity."
"It's fine for calculating some simple answers, but it's more difficult for more complex personal information."
"And the time span is too long, making the workload even greater for me to calculate."
Hearing this, Jian Junyu suddenly had an idea.
"Sheng Sheng, at Hongxing Primary School..."
"Ah, what?"
Jian Sheng, concentrating on drawing the fate lines, instinctively asked when she heard her uncle's words.
After realizing what her uncle had just said, and what she had said,
Jian Sheng suddenly cried out, "Ya!"
She even stopped drawing the lines on the table and threw herself into Jian Junruo's arms.
Her head buried deeply in Jian Junruo's embrace, no matter how Jian Junyu called her, her small body twisted but refused to come out.
Jian Junyu looked at the flushed tips of the little one's ears and understood immediately.
The idea that suddenly struck him had actually been correct.
Jian Junyu chuckled wryly, "Sheng Sheng, Uncle didn't say anything just now. Come out quickly."
"No!"
The little girl's voice was muffled.
Jian Juntan glared at his brother and also coaxed gently:
"Sheng Sheng, tell your eldest uncle how your uncle bullied you. Eldest uncle will help you teach him a lesson."
Jian Sheng simply covered her burning red ears.
Jian Junyu's eyes rolled, and he suddenly said playfully:
"Sheng Sheng, if you don't come out, Uncle will just blurt out what he guessed~"
Jian Sheng suddenly lifted her head from her mother's embrace, her apple-red face filled with urgency and disbelief.
"Don't you dare say it!"
"Alright, alright, this is a little secret between Sheng Sheng and Uncle. Uncle will certainly not say it out loud~"
"Really?"
"More real than pearls!"
Jian Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and secretly glanced at her mother.
Seeing that her mother was only curious and hadn't suspected her of cheating with magic, she secretly relaxed.
Jian Juntan asked, "What kind of riddle are you two playing?"
Jian Junyu proudly raised his head, "As I said, it's a secret between me and Sheng Sheng. If you ask, the answer is that it can't be told!"
Jian Junruo's cool fingers touched Jian Sheng's burning red cheek.
The cool touch made Jian Sheng instinctively snuggle closer.
But then, she only heard her mother's faint voice:
"Sheng Sheng and Uncle have a little secret that even Mommy can't know?"
Jian Sheng's scalp immediately tingled.
This was terrible!
What if Mommy started acting cute!
Jian Juntan, Jian Junyu: "..."
They never expected their little sister to be like this!
Jian Sheng laboriously turned her head, mumbling a few words: "Mommy can't know either."
"Is that so?"
Jian Junruo lowered her head, the breeze blowing her hair.
There was an unspeakable melancholic beauty.
Uncle, save me!
If you don't save your darling niece, she really won't be able to hold on!
Jian Sheng shouted inwardly.
Jian Junyu coughed twice, intending to pick up his little niece.
However, upon touching his sister's cold gaze, he couldn't help but shiver.
He awkwardly rubbed Jian Sheng's head with his outstretched hand.
Forcibly changing the subject, he said, "Sheng Sheng, what were the results of your calculations?"
Jian Sheng quickly broke free from her mother's embrace.
Afraid to look into her eyes, she climbed back onto her chair.
She again dipped her carrot-like finger into the water in the cup and wrote a character, "Han," on the table.
Everyone watched intently.
Jian Sheng's fingers constantly calculated, and she occasionally drew strokes on the table.
A moment later, Jian Sheng's small eyebrows relaxed.
"There's too little specific information, but I can conclude two points."
"First, the killer is not from the Han family."
"Second, the killer is currently not in the country."
"Eldest uncle, you can describe the suspect's appearance, and Uncle can draw it."
"I can analyze the facial features to see if they overlap with the two points above."
"If they overlap, this person's suspicion will greatly increase."
Jian Junyu immediately found paper and a pen, and Jian Juntan began to describe the person's appearance from memory.
More than ten minutes later.
A sketch drawn with a black marker was presented to Jian Sheng.
Jian Juntan nodded affirmatively, "It's this person. Sheng Sheng, can you calculate based on the drawing?"
Jian Sheng's brows furrowed tightly.
"Something is wrong."
"What is it?"
Jian Sheng's small face puffed up, "I can't calculate... this face is fake."
Everyone was stunned.
Hearing the first part, they thought the young girl's abilities were limited. They hadn't expected the final answer to be this.
Jian Juntan's expression became solemn, "If they don't even dare to show their true face, this person has big problems."
Jian Junyu and Jian Junruo nodded in agreement.
"Brother, what are you planning to do now?"
Jian Juntan looked at the portrait before him, his voice chilling,
"It seems I have to pay the Han family a visit."
"The Han family, and even the Zhang family behind them, I don't believe they have no connection to this."
Jian Junyu opened his mouth and hesitated,
"Should we inform our second brother about this matter?"
Jian Juntan shook his head,
"No need. Second brother is the last safeguard for our Jian family."
"It was hard enough to keep Second Brother out of it before. We absolutely cannot drag him into this now."
Jian Juntan turned to look at Jian Junruo and Jian Sheng,
"Junruo, pretend you know nothing about what happened today."
"Sheng Sheng was just visiting us and fell asleep when she got tired. You just took care of Sheng Sheng and stayed in the room the whole time, never coming out."
"Do you understand?"