Chapter 471 The Switched Paternity Test [2 Updates]



Chapter 471 The Switched Paternity Test [2 Updates]

The agent was taken aback: "Sir?"

"At 3 minutes and 24 seconds," the detective pointed to the surveillance footage and ordered, "Zoom in on this spot."

The agent was somewhat puzzled, but he did as instructed.

He rewound the video and then paused it.

The detective looked at it more carefully.

After a moment, he frowned: "The model number of this equipment is not included in IBI. Go back and report it to the Equipment Department, and then we'll take a look."

The IBI has compiled a list of all the world's weapons and equipment in order to develop protective measures as quickly as possible and safeguard the safety of global citizens.

"Okay." The agent wrote it down. "Then what about the rest?"

"That's all." The detective nodded. "Keep one copy and send it back to headquarters. Delete the rest."

The video clearly captured the girl's speed and skill.

If this gets out to the general public, the world will be in an uproar.

IBI has dealt with hunters for many years, and they always delete recordings when supernatural matters are involved.

"Yes." The agent quickly began deleting the video.

An hour later, the entire city of Saint Sa had been searched thoroughly, and there were no more dangerous objects left.

"Reporting to headquarters." The detective took out IBI-specific communication equipment. "Crisis resolved."

"Headquarters received."

The detective returned to the IBI's base in Sansa City, picked up the video, and watched it carefully once more.

Then I became withdrawn and felt like I had no will to live.

They were fast enough, but someone was even faster, and incidentally took care of all the restless people as well.

It's estimated that headquarters will deduct their salaries this time.

**

In the early hours of the morning, Ying Zijin returned to the capital from abroad.

When I arrived at Ji Yihang's house, it was exactly six o'clock in the morning.

Madam Ji has already gotten up to make breakfast.

Upon seeing her return, he smiled and asked, "Yaoyao, did you go out with your boyfriend yesterday?"

Ying Zijing put down the package in her hand: "I should."

She saw an IBI agent, which, by a reckoning, meant she met Fu Yunshen.

Mrs. Ji took a carton of yogurt from the refrigerator and placed it on the table, then cut the bread and put it in the oven.

Ying Zijing rolled up her sleeves and started helping as well.

"Hey, Yaoyao, look." Madam Ji took out her phone. "I followed a big fan of yours. This fan edits videos so well. I've watched them several times."

Since starting to use Weibo with Ji Li's help, Mrs. Ji has found a new source of enjoyment.

Now she doesn't watch TV anymore; she just saves photos and videos in the super topic.

"Hmm?" Ying Zijin put down her knife and looked over.

She felt that the style of this edited video was somewhat familiar.

Until she saw the name of the Weibo account.

@Get healthier every day.

Ying Zijin: "..."

It's definitely her maternal grandfather.

At this moment, Madam Ji sighed again: "This blogger is quite generous. He said that I am his 5.2 millionth follower, which meets the requirements for the lottery, so he will give me a set of La Mer products."

Given Madam Ji's circumstances, she naturally had no shortage of cosmetics and used a range of high-end luxury products.

But it was her first time winning a prize, and she was very happy.

Ying Zijing began cutting the meat with a blank expression.

Her maternal grandfather was truly a trendsetter.

As expected, she's an old-fashioned person.

**

Shanghai.

The employees of the Ying Group also learned of Ying Zhenting's death, but they were not particularly affected.

In order to allow the Ying Group to quickly enter the capital, Ying Zhenting exploited his employees.

His death actually brought a sense of relief to the employees.

Some shareholders who had always supported Ying Zhenting also realized that the tide had turned and wisely left the Ying Group.

The Ying Group has been officially purged.

Ying Tianlu also took a rare two-day break to visit Grandpa Zhong.

As usual, Grandpa Zhong was editing videos.

Ying Tianlu picked up a glass of water, recalling the paternity test report he had seen: "Grandpa, how was Zijing brought back back then? Was it just because she looked similar?"

"Of course they did a DNA test." Old Master Zhong looked at him like he was an idiot. "Do you think your parents would have brought him back if they hadn't done a paternity test?"

“I know.” Ying Tianlu pressed his temples. “I found Zijing’s paternity test in the president’s office, but the last page is blank.”

Grandpa Zhong frowned: "I don't know about that, but I asked your mother, and she said the test results were fine."

He was kept in the dark and only found out later, so naturally he never saw the paternity test results from back then.

"I'm wondering if it's possible that Zijing isn't a member of the Ying family," Ying Tianlu said in a low voice. "But anyway, I consider her my sister."

There's only one possibility: the paternity test report was switched.

But Ying Zhenting didn't know about this, otherwise he wouldn't have casually locked it in an abandoned safe.

"Oh, I've thought about that possibility too." Old Master Zhong slowly took off his reading glasses. "And I think it's quite likely. You look at yourselves, in what way do you resemble Zijing?"

“Look, Zijing has a boyfriend now, and you’re over twenty and still a bachelor, while my great-grandson doesn’t even have a shadow of him.”

Ying Tianlu felt a headache coming on: "Grandpa."

"And another thing," Grandpa Zhong added, "she's prettier and smarter than you, and I also don't think she's your real sister. Sigh, you're so pitiful."

Ying Tianlu: "..."

**

O Continent.

The Taylor family.

The mercenaries were either wounded or crippled, and they were all carried off on stretchers.

The people who carried them down were IBI agents.

They simply placed it right in front of the Taylor family's doorstep, a blatant demonstration.

Upon learning of the operation's failure, the middle-aged man coldly sneered, "A bunch of idiots!"

“Patriarch, please calm down.” Duke stepped forward and gave a wry smile. “We were careless. We didn’t expect that the person we were trading with this time would be a martial arts practitioner, and that the IBI would be paying so much attention to it.”

"This is not an excuse." The middle-aged man's voice was even colder. "Who was the one who did it?"

“No, we can’t determine.” Duke wiped his sweat. “We got a short video clip. The person who did it didn’t show their face, but we can tell they were a woman.”

The middle-aged man frowned: "Give me the video."

Duke quickly handed it over.

"This skill..." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, "A martial arts practitioner, no doubt about it."

So young, yet so skilled.

They could count the number of people they could match on one hand.

But whichever one it is, they are definitely not to be trifled with.

The middle-aged man slowly exhaled: "This is troublesome..."

Only direct descendants of prominent families in the ancient martial arts world can possess such formidable martial prowess at this age.

In the eyes of the four major conglomerates of O Continent, even the top families in the capital city are not worth their attention.

Families like the Mu and Nie families only started doing business in the 20th century, so they can't compare to the four major conglomerates of O continent that have existed for hundreds of years.

But the world of ancient martial arts is indeed something to be wary of.

The four major conglomerates of O Continent rely on drugs to enable a small number of mercenaries to possess the strength of ancient martial arts practitioners.

But they also knew that even the most skilled mercenaries could not compare to ancient martial artists who had cultivated for over a hundred years.

There are quite a few ancient martial arts practitioners of this caliber in the ancient martial arts world.

Now, they may have offended a powerful ancient martial arts family by attacking Herwin!

"We must find this ancient martial arts master as soon as possible." The middle-aged man took a deep breath. "Then, we must send someone to apologize in person."

“Master, there’s really no way.” Duke shook his head. “She didn’t show her face from beginning to end, and she was so far away that it was impossible to tell.”

The middle-aged man had a furrowed brow.

That is a problem.

“Master, there’s a way,” the steward suddenly said. “The four major financial groups have set up a database with videos of ancient martial artists, and they’ve even labeled them with their names.”

"Upload this video; maybe we can match the movements."

While practitioners of ancient martial arts do not often leave the ancient martial arts world, they do exist.

The four major conglomerates of O Continent collected audio and video materials of ancient martial arts practitioners who appeared in the outside world.

Because the ancient martial arts manuals practiced by each major ancient martial arts family are different, the Lin family and the Yue family are completely different.

Therefore, sometimes, you can tell which family a member belongs to just by looking at their movements.

If it's a small family, they wouldn't care.

But large families take it seriously and prepare gifts.

"Let's go," the middle-aged man said in a deep voice, tapping the table. "To the archives."

The database was jointly established by the four major conglomerates of O Continent, and access is only permitted with the permission of the other three conglomerates.

It was an hour later when I finally got the pass.

The middle-aged man couldn't wait any longer and strode in: "Upload the video."

Duke immediately sent the video over.

[Scanning in progress...]

The group stared intently at the large blue screen.

Matching complete

The middle-aged man's expression brightened, and he looked over.

A photo and a red box appeared on the big screen.

[Lin family, Lin Qingjia, 22 years old, compatibility: 53.6%]

I went to the hospital for a check-up today. I don't know what time I'll update this afternoon, so please check back after 6 PM. _(:з」∠)_

Set out the bowls, waiting for the monthly tickets =3=

(End of this chapter)

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