Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 107: Finding the Mysterious Guest

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Chu Xi first slowly typed out a row of question marks in her mind. A few seconds later, she was struck as if by lightning, standing frozen on the spot.

How could this be possible?

[Wait, I just entered Chu Xi’s live stream not long ago, and Sang Ning already found the person?]

[Why does it look like Chu Xi’s expression isn’t right? She’s pale—deathly pale—like she lost her mom.]

[Hey, mind what you say, Li Sulan is still alive and gasping just fine at the mountain summit.]

Five minutes ago.

"Help! Murder! Murder!"

Near a northern-western astronomical telescope on the summit, a shrill cry like that of a slaughtered pig tore through the sky.

A man in his mid-thirties was being strangled by Sang Chuan’s hand, terror written all over his face.

"My sister already said the key is on you, yet you’re still pretending!" Sang Chuan threatened, gripping the man tightly.

"院—"

Qian Yang cast a pleading look at Tang Yuanmao, but just as he opened his mouth to utter a single syllable, Tang Yuanmao’s fierce glare shut him up.

Qian Yang swallowed hard, changed his tone, and addressed Tang Yuanmao, "Grandpa."

The word barely left his mouth before Qian Yang froze in place. But once spoken, words were like water spilled—they couldn’t be taken back.

Gritting his teeth, he decided to roll with it. "Grandpa, who are these people anyway? They’re so uncivilized."

[Oh, so the eccentric old man is related to the researchers here. No wonder he’s lurking on the mountain.]

Tang Yuanmao glared at Qian Yang discreetly while coughing nervously.

He had just told Sang Ning not long before that he didn’t have any family, yet here was Qian Yang blowing up his cover.

"By ’grandpa,’ I mean god-grandpa!" Tang Yuanmao hurriedly added.

Sang Ning, however, wasn’t fazed. She’d felt all along that this old man was acting strange, and since this employee turned out to be his grandson, it wasn’t a bad idea they’d brought him back to the mountain.

"Sang Chuan, didn’t I just tell you earlier? You didn’t listen to a single word, did you? I emphasized over and over: principles matter. If someone doesn’t give you the key, you don’t just snatch it—how’s that any different from being a bandit?"

Sang Ning coldly reprimanded Sang Chuan, prompting him to release Qian Yang, though he couldn’t help muttering, "It’s not like the guy was honest. I asked him several times, and he kept playing dumb. I had to try politeness before resorting to force!"

Originally, the show had invited Tang Yuanmao as the mystery guest, but inexplicably, Tang Yuanmao handed the spot to Qian Yang at the last minute.

The director’s decision left Qian Yang with no choice but to comply.

All three clues given to the participants were personally designed by Qian Yang. He was very confident that they wouldn’t be able to locate him so easily.

Who’d have thought—he ran into Sang Ning!

Sang Ning approached him with her crew, without even knowing his name, and politely bowed with a greeting: "Hello, sir, the production team sent us to retrieve the key from you. Could we please take the key you’re carrying?"

Qian Yang was momentarily startled. How could this young woman be so sure it was him?

Quickly regaining his composure, he pretended to look completely baffled.

It seemed the girl had only identified the location clue and hadn’t obtained any clues regarding his name.

No sooner had Sang Ning held back than her unlucky brother charged straight in, completely convinced the key was on him and demanding he hand it over.

There was no way he’d surrender so easily! That’s how he ended up being choked by Sang Chuan.

Qian Yang rubbed his neck. It was a good thing Sang Chuan hadn’t applied real force—though it frustrated him. He had quite admired the brat, but it turned out he was just a hot-headed fool! The nerve!

While still rubbing his neck, Sang Ning stepped even closer to him and, with polite curiosity, asked, "How should we address you, sir?"

Although Sang Ning wore a smile, Qian Yang inexplicably felt a chill down his spine. Stammering, he replied, "Qian... My surname is Qian."

Sang Ning’s smile widened: "Mr. Qian, would you mind giving us the key?"

Qian Yang continued feigning confusion: "Key? What key? I don’t know what you’re talking about."

"When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes back at you."

"The moon rises over the eastern mountain and hovers between Dou Mansion and the Bull Mansion."

Sang Ning recited two of the clues Sang Chuan had provided to her right in front of Qian Yang.

Qian Yang chuckled nervously, "You’re pretty good at reciting poetry, young lady."

Sang Ning ignored his flattery and went straight to the point: "We’re filming a show—the guest for this episode is a mystery guest. These two lines are clues to help locate the guest, and based on them, we’ve arrived here."

"Oh?" Qian Yang sighed in relief, realizing Sang Ning indeed hadn’t received the clue about his name.

At the same time, his curiosity about her grew, compelling him to ask, "This is an astronomical research base. How come you’re searching for someone here?"

Qian Yang still tried to play dumb.

"Because the clues point exactly to this place," Sang Ning replied decisively.

She pulled out the first clue card and held it in front of Qian Yang, saying, "When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes back at you. The moment I saw this sentence, I thought of astronomical telescopes."

[Wow, Sang Ning’s explanation really just hits you. Observing the universe through a telescope—it’s exactly like gazing into an abyss. This sentence clearly refers to a telescope.]

[How’s her brain so sharp? First thing, she connects the sentence to what it symbolizes.]

Qian Yang’s tense expression began to ease slightly, a change that Sang Ning keenly noticed.

It looked like she had guessed right.

She continued, "After entering Anazhen, I saw a mountain far away with an Astronomy Tower at its summit. That’s when I figured the Astronomical Base must be situated on the mountain, along with telescopes." freewebnσvel.cøm

Qian Yang tried interrupting with a playful comment: "Even assuming that’s true, we’ve got eight telescopes on this summit. How would you pinpoint the exact one?"

[This guy essentially admitted he’s the mystery guest by responding with that question.]

Sang Ning pulled out the second clue card and held it up: "If the first sentence helped me establish an approximate location, this one let me pinpoint the precise spot."

"Go on, tell me," Qian Yang said more seriously now.

Sang Ning nodded slightly and began to explain.

"Ancient people divided the night sky into 28 star constellations, grouped under four directions: the Seven Stars of the Eastern Azure Dragon, the Northern Xuanwu Seven Stars, the Western White Tiger Seven Constellations, and the Southern Vermilion Bird Seven Stars."

She gestured to the card as she spoke, "Here, Dou and the Bull refer to Dou Mansion and the Bull Mansion, both part of the Northern Xuanwu Seven Stars."

"And this telescope next to you happens to be situated between the coordinates corresponding to Dou Mansion and the Bull Mansion."

Before Sang Ning explained, Qian Yang still held onto a bit of doubt, thinking she might’ve stumbled upon him by sheer luck. But after her detailed breakdown, all uncertainty was dispelled. Instead, he found himself admiring her intellect—this girl truly had some talent.

Seeing how far Sang Ning had gone with her reasoning, Qian Yang decided to drop the facade and asked further, "You’ve pinpointed the location, but how did you identify the person? You only have two lines as clues. How are you so sure the person you’re looking for is me?"