Downstairs living room.
Lu Zhiwei flipped through the Song family's photo album again; most of the photos in the album were of Song Hanzheng when he was a child.
There are only a few surviving photos of Song Anran from her childhood, and the photos are yellowed and even a little blurry.
Lu Zhiwei took out her phone. "Uncle, I think she looks so much like my friend. Can I take a picture of her?"
"sure."
Lu Zhiwei took several clear pictures, which she would later import into the facial recognition system to confirm whether Song Anran looked exactly like Shen Shuyuan when she was a child.
Actually, she received a photo of Shen Shuyuan when she was a child, which was sent to her by Shen Jinmo.
This photo was found in the room while sorting through the old lady's belongings.
Shen Jinmo thought it would be useful to Lu Zhiwei, so he took a picture and sent it to Lu Zhiwei.
Lu Zhiwei showed the photos to Song's father.
After looking at the photos on Lu Zhiwei's phone: "This is your friend?"
“Isn’t that my daughter?” Mr. Song said without hesitation.
“I also think it looks like it, which is why I came to find you. But my friend passed away in an accident, and I can’t believe she’s still alive.”
“That’s easy, just do a DNA test,” Song’s father blurted out.
Lu Zhiwei smiled and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking too, but I was afraid your daughter wouldn't agree."
"What do I disagree with?" At this moment, Song Anran, who came down the spiral staircase, came to Song's father's side.
Mr. Song patted the back of her hand. “It is my Anran’s honor to be friends with such an outstanding person as Miss Lu. Since she has agreed, let’s investigate.”
Lu Zhiwei didn't expect her to agree so readily and easily.
"So you just want to check your DNA? Go ahead and check. Anyway, once the results are out, I can't go back to the past. Some people and some things are gone forever. Don't try to mess up my life now."
After speaking, Song Anran naturally spoke in front of Lu Zhiwei, Song Hanzheng, and their entire family.
She reached up and plucked a strand of hair from her head, handing it to Lu Zhiwei: "Here you go, Miss Lu."
She suddenly handed it to her, and Lu Zhiwei didn't know whether to take it or not.
Could it be that she guessed wrong?
Song Anran is definitely not Shen Shuyuan.
Otherwise, why would she so easily let her take the hair for DNA testing?
Once it's discovered.
She will be arrested immediately.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Lu Zhiwei took the strand of hair with both hands.
If you're going to act, you have to go all the way.
Lu Zhiwei was in a hurry to get her DNA tested and didn't stay for lunch.
Song Hanzheng personally escorted her to the door.
"If my sister is really the person you're looking for, I think I'd be very happy." Song Hanzheng put one hand in his pocket, a slight smile playing on his thin lips.
He seemed to be hoping that the outcome would be as Lu Zhiwei wished.
Lu Zhiwei looked at Song Hanzheng uneasily.
If Song Anran is truly the person she's looking for, Song Hanzheng, knowing that Song Anran is a ruthless killer, shouldn't be happy.
He might even resent her for ruining the sister he had finally found.
"Song Hanzheng!" Lu Zhiwei called him softly, her tone tinged with a hint of guilt.
"If one day you discover that your sister isn't what you thought she was, and that she may have done many wrong things and hurt many people, what would you do?"
"If it is a mistake that our Song family made before we found her, then I will accompany her to admit and correct the mistake. Ever since she was brought back to the Song family, I have strictly regulated her behavior and taught her how to conduct herself. She cannot make any big mistakes. If she does make a mistake, the fault lies with me, and I will take full responsibility."
Song Hanzheng spoke of courage and determination, and Lu Zhiwei believed that he could do what he said he would do.
After leaving the Song family, Lu Zhiwei immediately sent the sample to Ges Medical, using their expedited channel.
I received the results around 11 p.m. that night.
Lu Zhiwei stayed at a famous five-star hotel in Jiangzhou.
The testing agency just sent the DNA comparison file to her phone, but she hasn't had a chance to open it yet.
Ding-dong, ding-dong, the doorbell rang urgently at the door.
Lu Zhiwei opened the door while holding her phone and opening a file.
As soon as the door was turned, Shen Jinmo, dressed in black pajamas, stood in the doorway.
She was holding a cell phone, just like her.
"I have Song Anran's DNA test results."
Lu Zhiwei waved her phone: "I just got mine too. Where did you get your sample from?"
"Don't worry about that, just see if our results match."
Holding her phone, Shen Jinmo walked directly into her suite.
Lu Zhiwei frowned; she clearly hadn't invited him in.
He was quite proactive.
Walking into the suite and sitting on the sofa, Chen Jinmo turned to the last page of the results.
A solemn expression appeared on his face.
Lu Zhiwei snatched the phone from his hand and took a look at it.
The results showed that Song Anran and Shen Shuyuan's DNA did not match.
Putting aside Shen Jinmo's phone, Lu Zhiwei glanced at her own.
The results were consistent.
Both results indicate that the two people are not the same person.
Hope dashed once again, Lu Zhiwei slumped back onto the sofa, clutching her phone.
It's like a taut string that, instead of being released, snapped.
These past few days, she's been fantasizing that Song Anran is Shen Shuyuan, and that she can have another proper showdown with her and get revenge on her for all the grudges she didn't get properly settled.
“People can’t come back to life. Maybe we’re just overthinking it.” Shen Jingmo, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly reached out and patted her shoulder.
He realized he was comforting himself.
Lu Zhiwei turned her head and looked at him coldly: "Why aren't you leaving yet? What are you doing in my room?"
"You woman, can you stop being so ungrateful? I did so much to help you get the samples..." Shen Jingmo hesitated, then stopped.
He found it difficult to speak.
"Wait, what kind of sample did you send for testing?"
“Hair, the hair that was pulled from her head,” Shen Jingmo replied.
"Didn't she stop you when you were pulling it?" Lu Zhiwei continued to ask.
"No." Shen Jinmo shook his head; in fact, he also found it strange.
Song Anran must have felt him pull her hair.
But she did not react excessively.
“When I asked her for it, she readily gave it to me. That’s where the problem lies. She was definitely prepared.”
Lu Zhiwei suddenly realized.
He paced back and forth in the room, stroking his chin.
"After thinking it over and over, there is only one possibility."
After pondering for a moment, Shen Jinmo came to the same conclusion as Lu Zhiwei.
“That’s a wig on her head,” Shen Jinmo said for Lu Zhiwei.
Although Shen Jinmo and Lu Zhiwei are not suitable to be husband and wife, they are suitable to be friends.
Because they both possess the same intelligence and decisiveness.
"Yes, it's a wig, and it's an extension. It looks almost exactly like my own hair."
Lu Zhiwei immediately called Su Ziheng.
She needs Su Ziheng to do her a favor.
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