A few people gathered around the table and saw the key placed on it. This was taken from Zhong Qiaohui’s stomach, the same key left by Zhang Yingxi. It’s said to be from the Zhang Family.

Many people had too many questions because of this.

"I heard you have another key?" Wei Changqing first asked Dabai, "Where did you put it?"

Xiao Yebai lowered his head. Everyone looked in the direction he was looking, it seemed to be his pants. Could he have put it in his pocket? Why blatantly in the pocket? But then he suddenly turned around and started fiddling with something.

The brothers standing on either side of him couldn’t help it, and they turned to see it. The key was actually hanging on his pants zipper, modified into a zipper pull.

Wei Changqing’s mind went blank on the spot. Even someone like him, who often frequented various dangerous environments, couldn’t accept Dabai’s strategy.

Zhan Dapeng clenched his fist and covered it at the corner of his mouth, trying not to laugh, and only patted Dabai on the shoulder: "Second brother, genius."

Xiao Yebai glanced at him, took out the key, turned around, calmly placed the key on the table, and said, "This was left by Xiaoqi."

These words stirred waves in the hearts of everyone present.

"Are you saying—this was left by Xiaoqi?!" Wei Changqing’s shocked voice rang out first, "When did this happen, why didn’t we know about it? Where did you get the clue?"

"Didn’t I say this before? My wife had contact with Xiaoqi. Based on the clues left by my wife, I retraced the path Xiaoqi took, including the company he disguised. Finally, I found this thing from somewhere. He probably knew something would happen and left this behind." Saying this, Xiao Yebai’s expression darkened, and his tone was filled with self-reproach, "At that time, I wasn’t awake. If I had been awake and contacted him, perhaps he wouldn’t have been so foolish, foolish enough to try to investigate that person like you."

The group of brothers remained silent.

However, because of what Xiao Yebai said, it seemed that these keys were all related to the group of brothers?

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the key he heard was from his family. Just by looking at its surface made of gold, real material, genuinely precious, he didn’t know what to connect it to.

"Second brother, do you know anything?" Zhang Sanfeng’s intuition couldn’t provide much information on this key. This really wasn’t his strong suit; his specialty had always been crisis prediction.

"From what I know—" Xiao Yebai placed both hands on the table, squinted at the key, "No, I should say, there’s no evidence, but I can speculate that there are a total of seven keys, exactly corresponding to the family of each of the seven kidnapped children."

"That’s impossible!" Zhan Dapeng was the first to shout.

Wei Changqing rubbed his forehead, merely troubled by how Xiao Yebai could speak in such a tone, what did he mean by saying there’s no evidence, relying entirely on Dabai’s divine speculation, could it be correct?

Zhan Dapeng had grounds to say it was impossible, saying: "Last time, we accompanied sister-in-law to Luxembourg, second brother, did you forget? At that time, after you woke up, we discussed this matter, saying it was Duke Philips’ key."

"Yes, I admit, this point once misled me, making me mistakenly believe that this matter had nothing to do with us seven, at least not with us seven." Xiao Yebai said, touching his chin with his fingers.

"It is unrelated." Wei Changqing also stood on the opposing camp, "Don’t forget, Miss Zhong said there’s a key in the Zhong Family, taken away by Zhang Yingxi. The fact is that no child was kidnapped from the Zhong Family."