It was nearly seven o'clock in the morning when Cao Zhengxuan walked out of the Criminal Investigation Brigade. The street was full of heat, but it was brightly lit. He had been hungry for a long time and had no appetite now.

It was not that Yuan Yongfeng provided the information that scared him, but that the content behind the information was puzzled and aroused his memories of his childhood.

"The son of a homeless man! The son of a homeless man! You are the son of a homeless man!"

In my ears, the title that he had humiliated for more than ten years and had "struggled" for more than ten years echoed again.

And he would never allow others to call him that!

However, he changed from this class to that class, from that class to another class, and from Hengyi Primary School to Hengyi Second Primary School. Wherever he went, people called him that, as if the title was written on his back, so he fisted at such a person again and again.

But he was the one who was injured in the end, because the person who dared to insult him like this was definitely not a good person. Occasionally, he knocked down someone in this category, in return for greater revenge. This is how the knife marks or scars on his chest, back, and legs came from it.

Those who have seen countless knife marks or scars on his body that have ten fingers all thought he was born as a mercenary! How could he know that he had never even entered the army's door?

But even so, he would not surrender. As long as someone shouted at him once, he would "struggle" for it once.

When he was very young, after suffering such humiliation, he would cry and run back to ask his father: Why do others call him "the son of a homeless man"; and then ask why he doesn't have a mother - everyone has a mother, why doesn't he have one?

At this time, my father was always stunned, as if he was stunned, and he could not give an answer. So he cried even harder, but he still couldn't get an answer. On several occasions, he even fell asleep in grievance. When he woke up, he always saw his father sitting alone at the table and drinking, looking extremely scary. It was not until once, when his tough father was in tears, he suddenly realized that crying and shouting like this was also a kind of harm to his father. When he got this understanding, he had grown up too early.

From then on, he never asked his father like this again. However, for those who still insulted him so much, he rewarded a stronger resistance, so that the most tragic fight in his academic career inevitably occurred.

When he was thirteen years old, he was in the second year of junior high school. In a dead end, he picked up three at one time. He was fighting with two fruit knives and a steel stick, while he was bare-handed.

But he did not retreat because of this - as long as you shouted "the son of a homeless man", not to mention that you were holding a knife in your hand, even holding a gun, I would go on it.

But the guy obviously did not expect that under this form, he would not surrender.

When two daggers were stabbed into his abdomen, he punched one of the people's nose bridge, making the man's nose bridge forever in this life, and blood spurted out and spurted his face; then he took advantage of the man holding the iron stick in his hand and hit the second person who stabbed him with a stick, knocking him to faint, and the man stabbed the dagger into his abdomen for the second time.

He was still not shocked by three stabs. He endured the pain and wanted to attack the third person, but he did not expect that the third person suddenly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy to him. When he looked at the man again, his lower body was already wet.

He realized that this man was completely conquered by him. He also knew that these three people would never call him "the son of a homeless man" again in their lives. He laughed dryly and collapsed on the ground.

It was this time when he was injured and was hospitalized. His father gave him an answer: His father had indeed been wandering for several years, but that was before he had him; he never wandered again after he had him. It was not without a mother. After his mother gave birth to him, she left him and his son and ran away because she could not bear the poor life. Since then, she has never heard of him.

With the answer, it was worth it to live in the hospital for more than a month - this was his most real idea after being discharged from the hospital.

After being discharged from the hospital, my father's biggest change was that he no longer tried to catch his studies, but he cared more about his exercise. He forced him to run quickly every day, forced him to make sandbags, lift weights, and even asked him to go to a martial arts school for a while.

Didn’t he understand his father’s painstaking efforts? This time he was hospitalized, which scared his father.

...

Walking on the way to the New People's Hospital by the Criminal Investigation Brigade, Cao Zhengxuan repeatedly recalled these past events, but the more he recalled, the more he believed: if the Volvo sedan was really waiting for him, if the car accident in the night was really a murder, then my father still didn't tell the truth back then.

If this is true, Cao Zhengxuan felt terrible. Although the three swords that were not fatal to be killed, the call of the god of death was actually heard in his ears. In this case, how could his father still lie?

Or, my father has his own difficulties!

So, what kind of difficulties did my father have? This may be related to his father being a homeless man, or perhaps to his mother whom he had never met before.

But even if it is related to one of these two, it has nothing to do with today's murder. How great is it to be a bloody hatred if he wants to kill someone? Why is he so "lucky"? This plot that only appears in TV series falls on him?

Cao Zhengxuan thought about it all the way, and only then did he remember when he arrived at the hospital: he didn't eat dinner and forgot to bring dumplings to his father.

But the moment he stepped into the hospital, Cao Zhengxuan straightened out his thoughts: regard all this as false, because everything is just what if. The Volvo car appeared under the monitoring of the new station while he was sending his father to the hospital. What can it be said? Nothing can be explained!

What he wanted to explain to his father was: He had a car accident and the car smashed his little donkey, but the people were in peace.

He just needs to explain this matter clearly.

...

In the aisle, in Volvo's sedan, "What did you say, that guy is not dead? How could it be?" the driver roared almost, "He hit the windshield and flew directly to the isolation belt!"

"Do you think I, Lao Qi, will lie about this?" The slightly old voice was still the same. "The picture of him being brought to the criminal investigation has been posted on your phone. Eagle, you are still entrusting it. However, I will transfer the remaining half of the cost to you, but remember it for me, I don't want this kind of thing that you shit and wipe your butt again."

"Damn it, I'll go back and get fucked him now. I don't believe he was made of steel. He fell to the ground and didn't move. He also had a woman who was accompanying him! I still envy him for being romantic even if he dies."

"Don't be chaotic. Do you know who that woman is? The female policeman of the Criminal Investigation Brigade. You will go back to your base camp now. Two years later, you are still alive and I will look for you again!"

"Crack!——Mr. Qi, I can't figure out why I have to wait two years later? All the fucking people who want me to do this kind of work are 'just every second'."

"Because I'm Mr. Qi. I'm dead."

...

The Criminal Investigation Brigade, Zhang Yutong, who always has a cold face to the outside world, was excited, "Captain Yuan, what should I do next if this is to be verified?"

"The first thing is to keep an eye on this Volvo. I have asked the traffic police colleagues to do this. Check the surveillance of our Yangjiang exits, see where it goes, determine where it goes, and immediately intercept it. I caught the person who was planning to do it, and found out the master behind it, and the matter was revealed."

"Don't you feel it's necessary to go to Hengzhi, or ask the people from Hengzhi to cooperate with them to understand the specific time of the medical accident? If this Cao Zhengxuan is that baby, at the time..." Zhang Yutong looked at Yuan Yongfeng with her lips pursed.

"Yutong, you think about it with me. I have noticed that Cao Zhengxuan reported his birth date just now. The year and month are in line with each other, it depends on the specific date. I remember that those days were very cold and it was raining all the time."

"I thought of one more thing," Zhang Yutong stood up excitedly, "Nurse! The doctor was hit and killed. Isn't there any nurse? Finding a nurse who cooperates with a caesarean section is definitely a breakthrough."
Chapter completed!