Luo Fei was a little panicked. She did not go to get the report, but stared at Xing Zhiheng: "Aheng, you actually went to DNA test. Do you just don't believe me?"

Taking a breath, Xing Zhiheng said: "It is necessary to do the report, but I didn't read it like you, but I don't think I can guess it if I don't have to read it."

"What did you guess?! Did someone tell you something?" Luo Fei said anxiously.

Xing Zhiheng paused: "I originally believed in you until Junke's birthday three days ago."

Luo Fei was a little surprised. She stared at Xing Zhiheng with wide eyes: "Aheng, what did you say? Junke three days ago, he was there with you that night?"

Nodding, Xing Zhiheng continued: "You who regard Junke as life actually forgot his birthday is a bit unlikely, this is the first point."

After drinking a sip of water, he continued, "You called Junke to ask you, but you said that his birthday was on the 6th of March, not January. Why did you specifically advance his birthday two months? This is the second point I doubt."

He paused: "So that night I took Junke's hair, nails, and saliva samples and handed them to Huang Yan, and asked him to take him to the national certification agency for comparison."

Xing Zhiheng's words were confused. He said in confusion: "Aheng, forgetting his birthday may be too busy, and maybe he thinks that day is more meaningful in advance? This is not surprising."

After hearing Xing Zhiyuan's words, Luo Fei quickly agreed: "Yes, I'm too busy."

After saying that, she snatched the file bag on the table and put it in her arms: "Aheng, Junke looks so similar to you, do you still have to doubt it? He is your own son, and there is no need to read these files. It is an insult to Jun and the same is true for me."

"Miss Luo, I forgot to tell you that all you have in your hand is a copy, and the original is still in my bag. You can take it away with useless ones." Huang Yan interrupted.

Xing Zhiheng sighed long and said, "Luo Fei, why don't you repent? In fact, there is no need to explain many things clearly. If you sign the contract, I will take care of Junke's life no matter what Junke's background is, but now you have to do this, why bother?"

Luo Fei shook her head: "Aheng, Junke is your own son. I won't lie to you. Look at his face, it's just carved from the same mold as you."

Seeing that she was still insisting, Xing Zhiheng looked at Huang Yan and saw Huang Yan start editing the information.

After a while, Luo Wei was seen walking in with an elderly man about sixty years old.

Her face was a little haggard. When Luo Fei saw her, she shouted in surprise: "Mom! Why are you here?"

Luo Wei walked to Huang Yan and looked at several people: "When I found the old lady, she was surrounded by a bunch of people, but fortunately she appeared in time to save her."

Luo Fei helped the old lady Luo to the chair and sat down, then looked at Luo Wei: "Who are you?"

Luo Wei smiled like a sunny smile: "I am the assistant of Inspector Huang Yan of Hongtai Detective Office." After saying that, he seemed to remember something and said nothing, and smiled again: "What I am best at is finding people. As long as people are still alive, they will definitely find even if it is just clues."

Ignoring so much, Luo Fei looked at Xing Zhiheng: "Why did you find my mother?!"

Looking at Old Lady Luo, Xing Zhiheng said a little apologetically: "Auntie, I feel a little embarrassed to bother you. I just want to figure out some things."

When Mrs. Luo heard Xing Zhiheng say this, she was a little nervous: "I asked Feifei to say those words. What's the point of coming to me? Where is my grandson?"

"Don't worry, he went out to play with my sister. What did you say? Then do you know the question I want to ask?"

“What’s the problem?”

"Didn't Luo Fei say you're dead? Why are you alive again?"
Chapter completed!