Qin Feng frowned slightly: "I once heard my father say something about my grandparents."
"They died of a serious illness. At that time, medical technology was backward and there was no cure."
He sighed: "My father was still young at that time and grew up eating a lot of food from hundreds of families. Later he met my mother and was taken in by her mother's family and brought to Shenjia Village. Later, they got married and have been living there ever since."
"In criminal investigation, there is a discipline called traceology."
"It means that any information related to time cannot be completely erased. If you search carefully, you will always find clues."
Hu Dongyang took a sip of tea: "In other words, as long as he has existed in this world, it will not be clean and not contaminated by any dust."
Qin Feng frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Since there are no useful clues on your father's body, let's investigate the dust on his body."
Hu Dongyang leaned back on the chair and looked deeply: "I sent someone to investigate your grandparents' files. Although they overlap with the relevant information in your father's file, we still found clues."
He took out another file and put it on the table: "I called you here today mainly because I wanted you to see this."
Qin Feng took the file, glanced at it, and his body froze.
Interview transcript.
"I request the Yang County Police to conduct a brief visit to all the aboriginal people over forty years old in the place where your father lived during his lifetime."
"Because time was tight and the number of people asked was limited, not much information was obtained."
"Simple peeling off the cocoon, the problem will naturally emerge."
Hu Dongyang smiled slightly and said: "That means no one has an impression of your father. Everyone only remembers your grandfather when he was alive, but there is almost no impression of your father."
"That is to say, your father only survived in the archives before he had you."
"The ashes of real life have not fallen on him."
Qin Feng was slightly startled: "Is it because too much time has passed, and my father was wandering alone at that time, so no one remembers it?"
"Not very likely."
Hu Dongyang shook his head: "According to the archives, your father has not left Yang County in the past few decades. As long as he is still alive, there will be traces of social activities. It is impossible that no one has seen him."
"Yang County is still conducting in-depth visits and investigations."
"The city bureau has also sent a group of key personnel to assist the county bureau. They should have arrived by now."
He glanced at Qin Feng: "But if you want to prove whether your father is the person in the file, there is the simplest way."
"What?" Qin Feng asked.
"DNA identification."
Hu Dongyang laughed and said: "I was just joking, the two of them did not leave any traces in real life."
"If you want to do this kind of identification, I'm afraid you have to dig graves."
"But I think if it's not very important and the deceased is gone, it's better not to disturb them."
He stopped talking and drank tea lightly, giving Qin Feng time to think.
"Can I take away these interview transcripts?"
Qin Feng was silent for a moment, then raised his head and asked.
Hu Dongyang nodded: "Yes, this is an electronic file sent by Yang County and does not involve official documents."
"Okay, thank you, Brother Hu."
Qin Feng put away the transcript and stood up: "I'll treat Brother Hu to a drink when I have time."
Hu Dongyang smiled and waved his hands, not caring.
After leaving the teahouse, Qin Feng couldn't open his eyes as the setting sun reflected the evening sun.
He held the transcript and his feet were heavy.
In the end, Hu Dongyang's DNA test, which seemed to be a joke, directly made Qin Feng's heart sink to the bottom.
As a veteran police officer who has worked in the war department and the police force all his life, Hu Dongyang has rich experience in handling cases and a sense of smell.
He must have sensed something to make such a bold suggestion.
However, due to his identity and his father's sensitivity, he could only tell the facts and use means before reaching the final conclusion. The final decision had to be made by himself.
"I hope it's just a false alarm. There's nothing so weird in the world."
Qin Feng exhaled and turned to look at Jiang Rubing standing next to him: "Send me home."
Jiang Rubing's pretty face was gloomy, and she looked at Qin Feng with a look that could eat people.
She was fine in the hospital, but when Qin Feng called her out, she thought she could finally end this humiliating bet.
But who would have thought that when she sent Qin Feng to the antique street and was about to leave, Qin Feng asked her to wait for him at the door of the teahouse.
The eldest daughter of the Jiang family has a superb temperament and a proud figure.
I endured countless strange looks and worked as a doorman here all afternoon.
What a shame.
Fortunately, she didn't meet anyone she knew, otherwise she thought she would die on the spot.
"Why, you don't want to?" Qin Feng looked at her curiously.
Jiang Rubing's pretty face turned to one side without saying a word.
"Remember to drive slowly later, I almost puked when you came here."
Qin Feng turned his head and walked forward gracefully.
Jiang Rubing clutched the Ferrari keys and followed behind her with resentful eyes.
When passing an antique shop with two huge blue and white porcelain statues at the door, a hint of amusement suddenly flashed across her beautiful eyes.
Quietly, he leaned against the blue and white porcelain...
"Ouch!"
Accompanied by an exclamation.
"Wow!"
The two blue and white porcelain statues collided together and shattered all over the floor.
The entire antique street was deathly silent.
Qin Feng turned his head and looked over, his face instantly dull.
