After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

Chapter 23 Whose child is abandoned in an orphanage and the police will be involved?
"All right."

Song Lingrui wanted to say that he was already 11 years old and a big child, so he could do it alone.

He glanced at his old lady, who was standing aside, staring at him longingly, but still relented and nodded in agreement.

The siblings chatted for a while, with Song Lingrui basically talking.

From his favorite physical education class to his most annoying female classmate who loves to cry and complain, he recounted everything that happened in the class in every detail.

Song Lingyan listened with a smile and made comments from time to time.

The warm interaction between the siblings lasted for half an hour before a certain clingy brother reluctantly hung up the phone.

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"Buzz."

Just as the video call ended, the ring rang again.

This time it was Zhang Daquan, a private detective whom he had just met in the morning.

"Is there news so soon?"

Song Lingyan frowned, hesitated for a moment, and answered the phone.

"Ms. Song, I apologize for Zhang's incompetence. Your matter cannot be investigated."

Zhang Daquan's slightly anxious voice came from the other end: "I have already transferred the [-] deposit to you via WeChat. This is the end of the matter. We don't owe each other anything."

"why?"

Song Lingyan's pretty face sank, and her eyes were filled with confusion: "I don't even have an explanation. What's the point of quitting like this?"

"There's nothing you can do if you're not satisfied."

Zhang Daquan was a little decadent, obviously he was not easy to deal with. "I have been in the industry for many years, and I have never encountered such an unlucky thing. I was targeted by the police as soon as I started investigating."

"police?"

Song Lingyan took a breath and was a little confused.

"No more. In short, this matter is just one sentence. The water is too deep for us ordinary people to investigate. I don't know what is going on. Miss Song wants to investigate again, please ask someone else."

Zhang Daquan complained a lot. After venting, he hung up the phone angrily.

"Let me go, this guy won't do it if he says he won't do it. Does he still have any professional ethics?"

Song Lingyan stared at her phone and complained angrily.

After a moment, I opened WeChat and saw a transfer of 3 yuan.

Without thinking, she handed it to Ji Yanze.

Ji Yanze replied instantly with a series of question marks.

Song Lingyan was impatient to type and did not reply to him.

Ji Yanze's video call then rang.

Song Lingyan didn't want to answer, but he kept hitting her three times in a row. Finally, she lost her temper and clicked to answer.

The screen turned on. Fortunately, this time someone did not appear in a bath towel, so it was not so eye-catching.

"Yanyan, what's going on? Why did you transfer money to me?"

"Guess what?"

"Did Zhang Daquan give it to you? The 3 yuan deposit?"

"It's okay, not too stupid?"

"Why did he move back?"

"I do not know either."

"Just wait, I'll ask Lawyer Peng."

After a brief chat, Ji Yanze clearly sensed that Song Lingyan was in a bad mood and hung up the phone with a confused look on his face.

Song Lingyan was indeed not in a good mood.

Originally, she didn't care about the original owner's life experience.

But now, Zhang Daquan had provoked the police with such trouble, so she had to pay attention to it.

Whose child, abandoned in an orphanage, will involve the police?
Based on her past life experience, she thought of a possibility.

She sighed deeply, feeling deep pity for the original owner once again.

The sky is unfair, the fate of a young girl is really too bumpy.

~Ji Yanze asked Lawyer Peng and he responded quickly.

Zhang Daquan and Lawyer Peng's replies were the same as Song Lingyan's, refusing to explain a single word.

Song Lingyan already had a guess, so she no longer cared about his reply.

If the original owner's life experience is really as she guessed, it is really impossible to find out with Zhang Daquan's ability alone.

Even her parents, like her in her previous life, kept their identity information top secret, and they didn't even have a tombstone when they died.

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The training days passed quickly, and seven days passed in a flash.

On the last day of April, the National Youth Shooting Championship grandly opened.

Young shooters from all over the country gathered in Binhai for the six-day competition.

As expected, Ji Yanze kept his promise and persuaded Jiahe Group to sponsor the competition and hold a music festival on the beach directly opposite the gate of the shooting and archery center to cheer up the competition.

Fans came after hearing the news and the beach was overcrowded.

The reporters are not willing to be lonely. Between covering shooting competitions, they will also take time to go for a walk on the beach to earn some extra money and live broadcast the grand event of the music festival.

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The competition lasted for six days, and Song Lingyan participated in the women's 25-meter rapid fire event on the third day.

On the first day, a member of the Binhai City Youth Team participated in the men's ten-meter air rifle competition.

Therefore, even if there is no competition, Song Lingyan still goes to the shooting gallery with other team members to cheer for his teammates.

A member of the Binhai Youth Shooting Team is named Shi Lei.

His shooting accuracy was good and he was selected into the provincial team to participate in the men's [-]-meter air rifle team competition.

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The game started.

Song Lingyan sat in the audience and looked around. There were not many people coming to watch the game, and there were many empty seats left.

She calculated that the game the day after tomorrow happened to be on a weekend, and her younger brother could come to watch the game, so she quietly walked up to Coach Liu and said a few words to him.

Coach Liu made an OK gesture to him, indicating that the matter would be taken care of by him, no problem.

Song Lingyan said thank you silently and returned to her seat.

Suddenly, she turned sideways alertly and looked to her right.

An old man over fifty years old with gray hair who was quietly sizing her up seemed not to have expected her perception to be so sharp.

Seeing her looking over, he was startled for a moment, then smiled in a friendly manner, pretending that nothing had happened, and looked away.

Hehe, he's pretty good at pretending!
The habit that Song Lingyan developed in her previous life was that she was extremely vigilant and would never let go of anyone who might threaten her.

Her eyes stared unceremoniously at the earphone on the old man's left ear, burning his nerves.

After a while, he couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up from his seat and left the auditorium.

Song Lingyan stood up and chased after him.

The two left the shooting gallery one after another and came to the sparsely populated archery venue.

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"Little girl, you are very vigilant."

The old man stopped at a blind corner that could not be seen by the surveillance camera, turned around and looked at her with unabashed admiration.

"who are you?"

Song Lingyan crossed her arms across her chest and choked back unceremoniously: "Don't tell me, it's my long-lost relative. I don't believe it."

"Cough cough."

The old man coughed twice in embarrassment, his face turned red, and he swallowed the words he was about to blurt out.

"Isn't it?"

Song Lingyan looked amused and said jokingly: "You really have this plan, but it's a pity that my mother doesn't seem to have a relative like you, and neither does that scumbag father."

"Little girl, I am not your relative."

The old man was speechless by her pointed teeth and sharp mouth, so he decided to tell the truth: "But, I know your life experience and who your biological parents are?"

　Thank you, little fairy Xiao Xiamu, for your reward.

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(End of this chapter)