"They have the videos?!" Murong almost screamed, but covered her mouth just in time. After a long while, she frowned and said, "Ye Fei, are you sure? If these videos end up online, Sister Qingwan will be destroyed... I need a drink."

She poured herself a glass of whisky and took a sip.

She glanced at Ye Fei. She now understood why Ye Fei knocked Lin Qingwan unconscious.

Lin Qingwan was a sensitive and delicate woman. Facing such a sudden shock must have been unbearable.

At the same time, Ye Fei didn't want to admit that he knocked Lin Qingwan unconscious. Perhaps because he wanted to conceal something…

Ye Fei had Murong help him carry Lin Qingwan up to the second floor bedroom and put her on the bed. "Damn, I didn't think this would happen. We really shouldn’t have called her over."

Murong called Chu Mo and Liu Manman to let them know they shouldn’t wait for Lin Qingwan. Then she breathlessly asked Ye Fei, "Ye Fei, the videos are here. Why did you say they have been taken out?"

"The timestamp," Ye Fei sighed. "I don’t want these videos out either, but everything on the transmitter is from the last four days. Do you know what that means?"

"No..." Murong's brain was blank.

"Two possibilities,” Ye Fei calmly said. “First, this pinhole camera has only been here four days. I don’t think that’s very likely. Second, the videos from before that point have already been removed."

"What should we do now? Let's call the police!" Murong hastily said.

"Call the police? You are the police!" Ye Fei laughed. He thought this cop was pretty absentminded, but in a cute, endearing way.

"Oh, right, I am the police. I got so worked up I forgot..." Murong stuck her tongue out at him. "What should we do next? If these videos go online, Sister Qingwan is finished. She will do anything to get them back. But... if the videos have been copied, she might even have to pay with her body!"

Murong knew about a similar case. Several high-profile women had been photographed in compromising positions and subsequently blackmailed for sexual services.

"What can we do? It’s a real tough nut to crack." Murong thought for a while, but she couldn’t think of any good ideas.

Ye Fei frowned. The situation was now indeed very severe. This was almost worse than the assassination attempt. If improperly handled, it could cause irreparable damage to Lin Qingwan’s career and reputation.

And if Lin Qingwan was ruined, Ye Fei's job would be lost.

Ye Fei thought for a while, then his eyes flashed with a confident light.　

He had dealt with far worse situations than this, and he had the confidence to settle it.

"Obviously, someone in the villa is colluding with the sinister people in charge of this operation. Otherwise, someone would have seen through the half-assed attempt at concealing the receiver by now," Ye Fei said softly. "The first step is to find the traitor."

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"OK, but what should we do? Who could it be?"

"It’s Aunt Chen, obviously," Ye Fei said solemnly.

"No way! It can’t possibly be her," Murong said. "Aunt Chen was Sister Qingwan's nanny; she watched her grow up since childhood. I don't believe she’d ever do anything to harm her!"

Ye Fei knocked on the table and said heavily, "Believe it or not, you should still call her over. I need to speak with her face-to-face. This definitely has something to do with her."

Murong did not believe that Aunt Chen would betray Lin Qingwan, but she was the only lead. Murong nodded and went to find Aunt Chen.

Working hours were already over, so the servants were resting and minding their own business. Murong looked for her for a long time, but she couldn’t find Aunt Chen. Eventually, Murong went outside and asked the gardener where Aunt Chen had gone.

"She took some time off. I think she’s visiting her family back home." The gardener thought for a while and said, "She has been gone for 10 days."

"Then who’s been taking care of Aunt Chen’s work in the meantime? The house is very clean and tidy, so Sister Qingwan wants to reward her," Murong lied through her teeth.

"Xiaoyu, come over here! Our master wants to reward you!" The gardener shouted to a girl.

The girl was over 20 years old, but her short and scrawny figure made her look more like a teenager. Her face was slightly gaunt, with dark bags under her eyes, as if she suffered from a lack of sleep. Her chapped lips, pale complexion, and fallow hair made her look sickly.

She grabbed at the hem of her simple tunic and came over with a nervous look, like a frightened fawn.

Murong was pretty surprised to see this little girl. She couldn't imagine that she’d be the one who betrayed Lin Qingwan.

"Xiaoyu was sent over by Aunt Chen. She just moved here from her village. She’s a good girl, just a bit timid," the gardener whispered.

"Xiaoyu, come with me. I need to ask you something." Murong grabbed Xiaoyu’s hand. It felt ice-cold.

Seeing Murong coming back with a young girl in tow, Ye Fei frowned.

Not waiting for Xiaoyu to sit down, Ye Fei threw the signal receiver on the table and coldly said, "You should know who we are. You should know what this thing is. So, who told you to do it? Tell me the truth, or we'll take you to the police station."

Seeing the receiver on the table, Xiaoyu panicked. She looked from Ye Fei to Murong and back, but said nothing.

Suddenly, Xiaoyu covered her face and burst into tears, crystal beads flowing down her cheeks.