Chapter 109: Parent-Child Activity Center

Just as Song Zhong woke up at the right moment, I didn’t say much and directly handed him the route map I had drawn.

Song Zhong looked at me with a strange expression, thinking that the map not only marked detailed distances but also every slight turn along the way.

“This… Jiang Huai? How did you manage this?”

I shrugged, watching his astonished face. “It’s simple to explain. Your blood relation with Song Chao gives you a special kind of innate connection.”

I pursed my lips and continued, “As long as the other person is still alive, by casting a spell to enter their consciousness, you can trace the path they took and mark it out at specific time points.”

“Following this map, can I really find my brother?”

I nodded. “Pretty much, yes. But whether you want to go or not is up to you. No pressure.”

“Why wouldn’t I go? Even though Song Baoguo and I don’t get along, the kid is innocent. Besides, I guess this counts as business for the shop.”

After pondering for a moment, I looked at Song Zhong with some doubt. “Chief instructor, this might not really be business. If anything, it’s more like seeking revenge.”

“Then I’m coming too. How else will I learn?”

Fine, if Song Zhong was coming along, at least if anything happened, I could have him carry Song Chao to safety. If I were alone, it would be like when I faced Wang Sheng before.

After all, this time, the opponent wouldn’t be as easy to deal with as before.

Up until now, I didn’t even know who this person was, what they looked like, or whether they were male or female.

“Jiang Huai, should we tell Wang Zihao about this?”

I shook my head. “No, not yet. Even if we told him, it wouldn’t help. Too many people involved, and I’d be too distracted to take care of things.”

Song Zhong doubted what I said. After all, in his eyes, our line of work dealt only with ghosts and monsters, but now I was dealing with a person, which confused him.

Still, this wasn’t the time to explain.

This time, I didn’t choose to ride a bike but hailed a taxi instead.

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The driver looked exasperated when I handed him a map I had drawn myself to guide him.

He told me to just give him a place name, and he’d get us there as fast as possible.

I just smiled, since I honestly didn’t know where we were headed.

After an hour, the driver finally dropped us off. To make up for the delay, I gave him two hundred yuan.

Any complaints the driver had vanished as soon as he saw the money.

Looking around, Song Zhong stared at me oddly. “Are you sure that method works? You really think my brother is here?”

I opened my mouth slightly, silent but uneasy. Could Song Chao really be here?

Before us was a massive parent-child activity center.

Countless parents and children came and went. There were interest classes for kids, as well as playgrounds.

I glanced around, plucked a strand of Song Chao’s hair, and wrapped it in yellow paper, folding it into a paper crane.

I pressed my hands together, forming a sword finger, and pointed firmly at the crane. “Hasten as the law commands!”

The paper crane sprang to life, flying into the air. Seeing this, Song Zhong’s eyes widened. “I know this—spiritual crane seeking a person! I never thought this would really work!”

I looked at him in disbelief. He’d witnessed far stranger things but was amazed by such a small trick.

“Let’s follow it.”

The crane flew swiftly, so fast that most people wouldn’t notice it unless they looked up.

Even if they did, we could just say it was a new drone we controlled.

We followed the crane to the top floor of the activity center.

In front of a large door secured with arm-thick iron chains, the crane dropped to the ground and ignited itself.

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Song Zhong stepped forward, examining the chains. “Using these iron chains for a parent-child center seems a bit much, doesn’t it?”

I approached, unable to see inside but sniffed the air.

It was dark and damp, and I sensed a faint sinister aura.

However, the ominous energy wasn’t strong. I pursed my lips. “We need to find a way to unlock these chains.”

Song Zhong immediately turned around. When I asked where he was going, he said to find the key.

I called after him, “By the time you find the key, it’ll be too late.”

I took out a sheet of yellow paper and drew a lock-picking talisman.

This was a special charm from the Wild Mao Mountain tradition. Although it only opened locks, in certain situations it proved quite effective.

At my fingertips, the talisman fire blazed, swiftly diving into the keyhole.

With a click, the heavy lock popped open.

Song Zhong and I pulled apart the chains and forced the door open.

“Song Chao!”

I saw a child suspended midair, wrapped tightly in iron chains, and beneath him stood a person with closed eyes!