Shen Luokui witnessed the process of Kang Jinse being kidnapped. Yun Ya narrowed her eyes and asked softly, "Have you told anyone else about this?" Shen Luokui shook her head, "Aside from you, I haven’t told anyone, not even my dad." Yun Ya’s expression became serious, "It’s good that you didn’t say anything. Kang Jinse’s reputation isn’t great now, and speaking out would only lead to wild media speculation. I’ll try to find her whereabouts. Although she has a bad character, she is still a life, and I can’t just stand by and watch her die." Shen Luokui immediately said, "Yun Ya, you are such a good person. Despite how she treated you, you still think about saving her." Yun Ya smiled, "Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-level pagoda." She felt like vomiting as she said it. "Think carefully, were there any details at the time? For example, what did the two of them look like? Did they have any distinctive features?" Shen Luokui thought hard, "They looked very ordinary, the kind you’d forget once they’re out of your sight. You ask me to remember, but I really can’t recall what they looked like." It seemed they deliberately chose faces without memorable features, making it impossible even to store the memory. "Both of them were over 1.7 meters, very thin, wearing black suits, and looked somewhat like bodyguards." Yun Ya raised an eyebrow, "Did anyone speak?" Shen Luokui’s eyes lit up, "Yes, there was a woman who spoke, but..." She frowned deeply, "I couldn’t understand it. It wasn’t Chinese or English, and I don’t know what bird language it was, wu li wa la, like the chirping of birds." Yun Ya said something in Japanese, "Was it this?" Shen Luokui shook her head, "No." Then Yun Ya consecutively spoke Korean, French, German, and Russian, but Shen Luokui shook her head at each one, "It didn’t feel like that." She looked at Yun Ya with admiration, "How do you know so many languages?" Yun Ya then spoke in Latin, and Shen Luokui suddenly slapped the table, "That’s it." Yun Ya frowned, "Are you sure?" Shen Luokui thought carefully, "It feels a bit like it, but also a bit different." A glimmer of insight flashed in Yun Ya’s eyes, and she said something in Italian. Shen Luokui nodded vigorously, "That’s right, that’s right, it feels like that. When she was speaking, the language had that feeling, very pleasant to the ear, like singing." "Italian," Yun Ya leaned back in her chair. Italian is considered a dialect of Latin, so the pronunciation is somewhat similar. It is regarded as one of the most beautiful languages in the world. So, were the people who kidnapped Kang Jinse from Italy? The same group kidnapped both Kang Jinxian and Kang Jinse. If they were from a foreign power, then what role did Brother Qing play? Now with foreign powers involved, the situation seemed to be getting more complex. There was only one understanding. After so many years spent abroad, why was Yun Ya so sure of that person’s identity? Because she had an intuition, an intuition that had proved correct countless times, or perhaps it was a reaction due to blood relation. With this thought, Yun Ya sneered with self-mockery. "So it was Italian," Shen Luokui exclaimed, "Does that mean the people who kidnapped Kang Jinse are Italians?" "It could be interpreted that way." Yun Ya smiled, "She has made quite a few enemies in the entertainment industry. It’s possible her enemies are seizing this opportunity. But after all, it’s a human life; I’ll try my best." "Should we call the police?" "It’s no use. The most likely scenario is vendetta, and calling the police won’t help. Xiao Kui, don’t mention this to anyone, or it will only make Kang Jinse’s situation more difficult." Shen Luokui immediately said, "Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone but you. Let it rot in my stomach. But don’t put too much pressure on yourself, in my opinion, Kang Jinse had it coming. We have no obligation to save her." Yun Ya smiled and sipped her tea. Just then, a sudden thunderclap exploded in the distance, startling Shen Luokui, "Oh my God..." This update is available on ɴovelfire.net Yun Ya’s heart skipped, and she looked out the window, where lightning flashed and a storm was brewing. A dark thought crossed her mind; Miaomiao was terrified of thunderous weather. It was because of a night spent kneeling in thunderous rain that her mind had broken down. Since then, the fear of thunder and lightning had become a shadow in her heart. Yun Ya abruptly stood up, grabbed her bag, and left, "Sorry, I have an emergency, I must go now."