The intensity of this second round of psychological blow was much greater than that of the first round. Gu Qinghua was confused. She took her mobile phone to take the contents of the note, and then pushed her to say that she was uncomfortable and went to bed first. She didn't even take a shower. She lay on the bed and sent a message to Fu Ping'an, telling him this secret that everyone couldn't accept.

Fu Ping'an was as shocked as her. This incident was very terrible. People came diligently and spring was coming early, and the wind was setting sail. These two sentences were too corresponding. It also shows that the two were very likely to be twin siblings or siblings. This also shows why they are so attractive to each other. This is the relationship between the fetus. However, after careful consideration, I feel that there are many doubts and many factors that need verification. However, now that technology is developed, there are no need to pursue the truth from twenty-seven years ago. I just need to do a DNA identification and you will understand it.

Both of them had insomnia tonight. What a huge nerve to accept the cruel reality. They just waited until dawn with red eyes. Gu Qinghua went out with his suitcase early in the morning and said he wanted to go to Huaimen to see Fu Ping'an's parents. She first met with Fu Ping'an. The two of them came to Lukou Airport silently. Yesterday, the Gulfstream business jet that sent blue and white porcelain vases was on standby here and could fly at any time, because it would be faster to do an appraisal in Omi, and they all wanted to know the answer as soon as possible.

After the plane arrived at Ome Yutan Airport, Gu Bei drove at the airport and directly pulled the two to the judicial forensic center. Fu Ping'an usually did not rely on his relationship to go through the back door. This time he broke the example and did an accelerated genetic identification to test whether the two had blood relationships.

The forensic doctor extracted the sample cells of the two people and immediately conducted the test. The two waited silently in the reception room of the forensic center. Three hours later, the forensic doctor came. The two became nervous, held their breath, and waited for the judgment.

"These two DNA samples differ greatly," said the forensic doctor. "There is absolutely no blood relationship."

Looking at the appraisal certificate with the red official seal, Fu Ping'an finally put his heart back in his stomach, but new mysteries appeared in a series. In addition to the mystery of his life experience, it also added the mystery of Gu Tsinghua's life experience. Why are there corresponding notes in their cradles? Why are their birthdays consistent but not blood-related? What happened twenty-seven years ago? He only regretted that he didn't have a time travel machine and could go back to 1990 to see what happened.

After solving this problem, the two of them finally stopped being anxious and happily took the high-speed train to Huaimen. After arriving at the station, Fan Dongsheng drove a black pussan to pick him up. This was the first time he saw his genuine sister-in-law, so he naturally received her attentively. After running around, he also said that he would take his sister-in-law to eat all the Huaimen food and play all the local scenic spots.

Gu Qinghua covered his mouth and said, "Don't call me sister-in-law, look old, just call me sister."

Fu Ping'an said: "Your sister graduated from Huaimen No. 1 Middle School, so it's not certain who will take who will have fun after eating and drinking."

Fan Dongsheng sang: "Remembering childhood is a childhood sweetheart, and the two young people are with each other day and night~~"

Half an hour later, the car parked downstairs of Fu Ping'an's new home. It was just right for the couple to live in a 130-square-meter well-decorated elevator room. Fan Dong and Fu Dongmei heard that the authentic daughter-in-law were going to come here early and had already prepared dinner. The table was full of big fish and meat, full of dazzling.

As soon as Gu Qinghua entered the door, the old couple's eyes lit up. There was no such thing among the people they came into contact with in daily life. Aesthetics are the natural ability of human beings. Gu Qinghua's intellectual temperament exudes makes people feel like spring breeze. Fu Dongmei couldn't find any words to describe her daughter-in-law, but she felt that it was no different from the fairies in the sky.

Fan Dong and his wife looked at each other and understood one thing. Why did their son not look for so many excellent girls? They would rather be alone for many years and have a high vision for their eldest son.

"Hello Auntie, Hello Uncle." Gu Qinghua said hello to the two elders. After changing slippers, he went into the house and opened his luggage. He took out the gifts prepared by his parents. They were some local handicrafts from Nanjing. Fu Dongmei's happy eyes narrowed into slits: "Thank you, my in-laws, we have also prepared gifts and will take them to your parents. If you are hungry, children, eat at home, it's not hygienic outside."

The family sat down happily for dinner. Fan Dong usually quit drinking, so today he made an exception to drink a cup of white wine. His son is about to get married, so will it be far away to hold his grandson?

At the dinner table, Fu Dongmei couldn't wait to raise this topic. Fu Ping'an said that we are still young now and we will talk about having children after we are thirty years old.

"Then you always have to get married," Fu Dongmei said, "Register first, you can wait for the ceremony."

Fu Ping'an had already thought of a reason to shirk his mind. He said we planned to register abroad and get married through travel.

"Okay, it's easy to save trouble." Fan Dong interrupted, and even gave Fu Dongmei a wink, not allowing her to continue this topic.

Fan Dongsheng answered a phone call, wiped his mouth and said, "I have something to do in the institute, I'll go there first, you can eat slowly."

"He is busy and doesn't stay at home all day. If you come back, we can only meet him." Fu Dongmei said, "Dongsheng works in the police station and works overtime every day during the New Year, which is normal."

After dinner, Gu Qinghua did not rush to clean the table, nor did he strongly ask to wash the dishes, and even did not express his intention to make a look. Instead, Fu Ping'an felt sorry for his mother and helped clean up the mess. While washing dishes in the kitchen, Fu Dongmei looked back at Gu Qinghua who was chatting with Fan Dong in the living room, and whispered to Fu Ping'an: "Who will you cook in the future?"

Fu Ping'an said: "It doesn't matter who cooks. Isn't it better to save the cooking time and do other things? Mom, have you ever seen the Prime Minister cook every day?"

Fu Dongmei said: "That's right, let alone the prime minister, even the county magistrate, the district magistrate doesn't cook by himself. People are so busy that they don't touch the ground, so there is no time to cook."

Having said that, Fu Dongmei still had a little worry. This daughter-in-law seemed to be unhealthy. She just noticed that Gu Qinghua hardly moved his chopsticks. Maybe he was dissatisfied with his mother-in-law's skills. He was really not very refined in cooking. Alas, these two people would definitely not take good care of themselves when they lived a life in the future.

The temperature is low in winter, and the new house is equipped with floor heating. The Heping Community built in the 1980s did not have heating supply. In winter, the stove could only be used to keep heating. The effect was not good and the coal ash was everywhere. Even so, Fan Dong insisted on returning to Heping Community. After all, the daughter-in-law came to her house on the first day and suddenly lived under the same roof with her in-laws, which would make people embarrassed.

It was useless for Fu Ping'an to persuade her, so she had to send her parents back in person. She took this time to talk about something and return to her home in Heping Community. He mentioned his life experience and said that he wanted to see the note.

The old couple looked at each other without any surprise. It was a matter of time. So Fu Dongmei found the note. Fu Ping'an's handwriting and Gu Qinghua's handwriting were written by the same person. He asked some details. After all, it was nearly thirty years ago, and the first person to pick up an abandoned baby was grandma, and grandma had passed away, so there were limited clues.

Fu Ping'an returned to his new house. Gu Tsinghua had already taken a shower. He changed into pajamas and sat on the sofa with a pillow in his arms. When he saw him come in, he asked, "Have it?"

"I've taken it." Fu Ping'an waved his cell phone.

The handwriting of these two pieces was indeed written by one person, and the paper was folded in half and torn in half, each placed in a swaddle. This will give people a feeling of twins, but the results of genetic identification point in the opposite direction. What is the truth? It seems that we can only go to the hospital of that year to find the delivery doctor of that year to ask the details.

...

Fan Dongsheng went to the police. He shouldn't have been on duty, and he shouldn't have been in charge of such matters. It happened that the person involved in the case was familiar with him. The woman was named Han Mei, a famous dilapidated man in the jurisdiction and often went to Beijing to petition. Last time, Fan Dongsheng accompanied the comrades from the street office to bring people back. Fan Dongsheng was very good at dealing with such a nonsense shrew, so the institute urgently called him over to solve the problem.

Han Mei was born in 1965 and is fifty-two years old this year, but her daughter is only six years old. Her man's name is Bao Gang, three years younger than Han Mei. She is a rogue with all kinds of poisons. She often beat Han Mei to a bruised face after drinking. This time, the problem came. Han Mei was furious and chopped Bao Gang with a kitchen knife. After chopping, she climbed up to the top of the stairs and trembled and wanted to jump off the building to commit suicide. The onlookers called the police. The police came to the scene to persuade him ineffectively, so they had to send Fan Dongsheng out.

Fan Dongsheng was very unhappy. I was not a psychologist or an assistant policeman. Why should I do this? But after all, it would be a life, so I endured it and didn't scold me. I took a thermos from the car, borrowed a multi-functional cold-proof clothing and went up.

The floor is not high, only six floors, but this height is enough to kill a person. A large group of people below were watching, waiting to watch the fun. Fan Dongsheng went to the top floor and called out Sister Mei from afar.

"Don't come over, I'll jump when I come over," said Han Mei.

"You really want to beat you long ago, are you still waiting for now?" Fan Dongsheng said, "It's a cold day, go back and don't scare the child."

Han Mei said: "Where can I go back?"

Fan Dongsheng said: "Go home, don't worry, just chop people up? It's not a matter. You are self-defense. The Women's Federation will help you stand up and you don't have to go to jail. If you don't believe me, I will call a judge friend and ask him to spread the law to you."

Han Mei was not fooled. She knew that Fan Dongsheng was smart and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of handing over his phone to pull herself back from the edge of the rooftop.

"Then you have a little hot water." Fan Dongsheng said, raising the teacup.

Han Mei still shook her head, her eyes were dull, not as lively as before.

"If you have anything, just tell me and everyone will help you solve it." Fan Dongsheng said, rubbing his hands coldly, and he wanted to get home and drink quickly.

"You can't solve it, no one can solve it." Han Mei said, "Baogang owes others more than three million yuan to bet on football, and he has taken out the house. I can't live this life. I can only kill him, and I will pay for one life. Don't live."

Fan Dongsheng was sweating all over. There was a problem with the logic in this sentence. He killed Bao Gang and jumped off the building himself. His parents were all dead. Who would take care of the six-year-old Xiaoyu? Han Mei's parents had all died and had no brothers and sisters. Xiaoyu became an orphan completely. No, Han Mei would not let her daughter become an orphan without leaving any help. He did not dare to ask directly, and sent a WeChat message to ask her colleagues to find Xiaoyu.

The security door of Han Mei’s house was locked. The police crawled in through the neighbor’s window and found Xiaoyu lying on the bed, shaking her, but she couldn’t wake up. Perhaps she was given sleeping pills, so she hurriedly picked her up and went downstairs and sent her to the hospital for emergency treatment in a police car.

Fan Dongsheng's phone vibrated, he glanced at it, and became angry: "Han Mei, just let it die yourself, why do you pull the child on the back? You don't eat the tiger's poison? Are you still a fucking personal? You jump down now, you don't jump, right? I'll kick you down!"

As he said that, he flew forward and tried to kick him, he suddenly stopped him and pulled Han Mei back. The two of them fell on the rooftop together. The colleagues ten meters away rushed forward and held Han Mei in handcuffs.

"Is Bao Gang dead?" Fan Dongsheng asked his colleague. He was talking nonsense just now, and he didn't know how life or death of Bao Gang was.

"I'm not dead, my dog's head is very hard," said the colleague.

Suddenly, Han Mei became hysterical and roared hoarsely, wanting to kill Bao Gang, and he must kill, but he can't do it without killing it.

Fan Dongsheng didn't care about that. His work had been done, so he patted his hands and returned to the camp.

Before Fan Dongsheng could get home, he chased him by phone. The deputy director on duty said that Han Mei called him to find you.

Fan Dongsheng said: "Wang Su...why..."
Chapter completed!