It has been sixteen years since the incident. In such a long time, many traces have long disappeared.
Regardless of whether it is man-made or not, it is difficult to investigate.
Especially at that time, technology was not as advanced as it is now, and there was almost no surveillance on the streets.
There are only cameras at the main entrance of the Ying family's old house. After all, with the Ying family's status in Shanghai, not many people dare to steal in the old house.
Due to a series of reasons, they searched for a long time before they finally found the clue.
According to people living around Qingshui County, one day in February 2003, they found an abandoned baby by the river.
Although the people in Qingshui County are very poor, it does not mean that they cannot see that the clothes worn by the abandoned baby are luxurious and valuable.
At first glance, he is obviously a child from a wealthy family, but he doesn't have any brand name items on him to identify him.
The abandoned baby was not even one year old and could only crawl but could not stand up.
No one knew how she got here. When she was found, there were marks of pinching on her wrists.
No matter how dumb the people of Qingshui County were, they were able to keenly sense that something was wrong.
Because they didn't want to be involved in this unknown dispute, they all avoided the baby and pretended not to see it.
Moreover, the abandoned baby was a girl, and no one wanted her in Qingshui County, where the culture was backward and there was still a preference for boys over girls.
Only when Wen Fengmian passed by the river after work did he take the baby back.
At that time, his wife took all the money and ran away with their eldest daughter.
There was also a newborn baby in the family, and the poverty was unimaginable.
A baby girl abandoned by a big family had nothing to do with him. Wen Fengmian could have ignored the baby like everyone else in Qingshui County, especially since he was already struggling to make ends meet.
But he didn't.
He brought the baby girl home and took on a few more part-time jobs to raise his two children.
Sixteen years passed in a flash.
Over the years, the heavy workload caused further damage to Wen Fengmian's already poor health.
But he still had no intention of abandoning the baby girl.
Even when the Ying family came knocking on his door later, he chose to send Ying Zijin back not because he had finally gotten rid of a burden or because he could get compensation from the Ying family.
But he knew that he could not provide her with a better environment for development and a bright future.
But the truth was not what Wen Fengmian thought, and he did not expect that the Ying family only wanted a living blood bank.
"We sent people to visit the hundreds of kilometers from Yingjia to Qingshui County, and checked every household." The young man took out a stack of information, "The hard work paid off, and we really found it."
Fu Yunshen took it, his eyes cold and fierce.
"At that time, there was a group of people with a baby who stopped at a small inn on the road to rest." The young man continued, "You know, young master, you didn't need any documents to stay in a hotel back then, so it was easy to cover it up."
"The hotel closed down ten years ago. We found the former proprietress. At first, no matter what we asked, she wouldn't say anything. Finally, the brothers paid her one million to make her talk."
Although the time interval was too long, the proprietress still had a deep impression of this incident.
The group consisted of a man and two women. They came to the hotel with a baby in the middle of the night.
The proprietress is married, and you can tell she has never given birth to a child, and she clearly doesn't know how to hold a baby.
Moreover, the clothes the baby was wearing were totally out of the same level as those of these three people.
The most important thing is that when the boss’s wife got up in the early morning, she heard the conversation between these three people.
It was said that someone from a big family gave them a large sum of money and asked them to send the baby far away and let her fend for herself, whether to live or die.
Either you die or you will never appear in Shanghai again.
The boss lady was afraid of causing trouble, so she didn't tell anyone.
Eventually the hotel’s revenue wasn’t good, so the proprietress closed it.
She remembered this incident for many years and because she couldn't get over it, she even had nightmares for a while.
This was also the reason why the proprietress refused to talk about anything when they went to find her.
In the proprietress's opinion, the baby had died long ago, so speaking out about it was a relief.
Fu Yunshen didn't say anything, but continued to look, his eyes becoming more and more serious.
"These people dumped Miss Zijin by the river in Qingshui County and covered her with riverside grass. After they were done, they fled abroad. Now they are under the control of our people."
"I used some tricks and they told me everything." The young man sneered, "Maybe they didn't expect Miss Zijin to return to Shanghai alive."
No one would have thought of this.
"Yeah." Fu Yunshen also finished looking through the information. He said calmly, "Get ready and post everything online when the time comes."
"When the time comes?" The young man was stunned. "We have enough evidence now. Master, just give the order and we can arrest the person directly."
"Wait a little longer." Fu Yun's eyes were relaxed, "Wait until the kids have had enough fun."
young people:"……"
He felt that their young master, although not yet old, already had the heart of an old father.
"Now..." Fu Yunshen raised his eyelashes slowly, his voice was gentle, but the words he said were frighteningly cruel, "It's okay as long as you don't kill him."
The young man looked stern.
If you can't kill him, that would be worse than death.
He hesitated for a moment: "If I hadn't found out the truth, I really wouldn't have thought it was her who did it."
After forcing the truth out of the man and two women, his three views were shattered.
But the evidence is right in front of us, and we have to believe it even if we don’t want to.
Fu Yunshen was not surprised at all and did not comment: "Not surprising."
He has always known that the darkness of wealthy families is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
It is common for brothers to kill each other and for mistresses to take over.
There are too few families like the Nie family and the Mu family.
"Master, there is one more thing." The young man suddenly remembered, "While investigating this matter, we also investigated Mr. Wen Fengmian's wife."
Fu Yun narrowed his peach blossom eyes and said, "Send it to me later."
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night.
Mr. Zhong went to the Wen family alone.
When he saw Wen Fengmian again, he still had an indescribable sense of familiarity, but he just couldn't remember it.
Mr. Zhong felt a little depressed.
The man is old and his memory is failing.
He needs to see a doctor to prevent Alzheimer's.
Wen Tinglan made dinner.
Four dishes and one soup, not too big a portion, just right for four people.
Mr. Zhong picked up the chopsticks and thought for a long time. He couldn't help but ask, "Feng Mian, have you been to the imperial capital before?"
This one sentence made the father, his two children and his two daughters all pause.
Wen Fengmian raised his head, his expression did not change: "Why do you ask that, old man?"
"Well, you look familiar to me." Mr. Zhong did not hide it. "You have never been to Shanghai, and I have only been in the capital for a long time. I wonder if we have met in the capital."
"The old man may have remembered it wrongly." Wen Fengmian smiled, "I am from Qingshui County. I have never been to any big city in my life, let alone the imperial capital."
"But..." Mr. Zhong had just said two words when Ying Zijin poured him a glass of water.
"Grandpa, drink some water."
Wen Tinglan looked at Wen Fengmian, then at Ying Zijin, and then picked up a piece of cola chicken wing for Mr. Zhong.
He doesn't like to talk, but his meaning is very clear.
Mr. Zhong: “…”
very good.
They are indeed siblings.
While eating chicken wings and drinking water, he praised: "Xiao Lan, your cooking skills are really good. You should teach grandpa in the future."
"No." Wen Tinglan finally spoke, "You're stupid."
Ying Zijin: “…”
Mr. Zhong: “…”
Wen Fengmian had a headache, but there was nothing he could do and he felt a little sad.
Children with autism have difficulty communicating and often have to sit alone for the entire day.
It was already a great improvement that Wen Tinglan could talk to people other than him and Yaoyao.
Mr. Zhong naturally knew this too. He smiled and said, "Xiao Lan, your sister is going to perform on stage tomorrow. Do you want to go with grandpa?"
Maybe he was really overthinking it. With so many people in the imperial capital, it was not surprising that some of them looked like Wen Fengmian.
Wen Tinglan was silent for a long time before nodding.
"Zijin, go choose your dress tomorrow afternoon." Mr. Zhong turned around again, "And we have to do the styling as well."
"Grandpa, no need." Ying Zijin picked up a piece of braised pork and said slowly, "I'm going to put on a sack."
“…”
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It is night in Shanghai and afternoon in Florence.
The sun is hot, flowing slowly on the ground like a blazing flame.
Today, technology is developing rapidly, and so is Florence, a city with ancient architecture.
Tall buildings are lined up one after another.
There are bright lights, wine, and people everywhere.
Except for one manor, it still maintains its 17th century appearance.
The Laurent Castle stands in this manor and covers a large area.
Even the custom of receiving and sending letters is still maintained here.
Today, the castle's butler received a letter from the postman.
Among the dozen or so letters, one caught the housekeeper's attention.
There was nothing special about the envelope, and the recipient was not written on it.
The only special thing is that this letter was sent from China.
The butler thought about it, but couldn't think of anyone in China who knew the family members.
It seems not.
It seems to be of no use.
The butler shook his head and threw the letter into the fire like he had done with any other letter.
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