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Han Cheng was stunned, looking at Qin Chuan's solemn expression, as if something collapsed and sank in his heart, falling endlessly, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his voice trembled: "Third brother, don't be kidding, you Calling me that must be a big deal..."

Qin Chuan couldn't bear to see Han Cheng's appearance, so he couldn't help but look away, his eyes were slightly red, and he nodded slowly.

Han Cheng's voice choked up instantly: "Don't tell me my dad is gone?! Qin Chuan! I don't have a mom anymore, I can't live without a dad anymore! What's going on?"

As Han Cheng spoke, he stood up abruptly, grabbed Qin Chuan's collar across the inquiry table, and stared openly: "Did you make him mad at the investigation? My father was not in good health! I told him Those policemen of yours said something happened to me! Why do you have to go to him! He hasn't been in charge of the company's affairs for two years!"

Jiang Wenchi and He Ming immediately got up to pull Han Cheng.

He Ming: "Han Cheng, calm down, let Qin Chuan finish talking!"

Jiang Wenchi: "Things are not what you think!"

Han Cheng let go of Qin Chuan's collar, but still couldn't calm down, staring at Qin Chuan with red eyes: "Tell me, tell me clearly, what's going on?"

Qin Chuan signaled to Jiang Wenchi, Jiang Wenchi took out Meng Bai's photo from the file bag and put it in front of Han Cheng: "Mr. Han, do you know this person?"

Han Cheng was stunned for a moment, looked at it for a while, and recalled: "This is my father's driver, named Meng Bo, who died in a car accident ten years ago. Why do you want me to recognize this photo?"

Jiang Wenchi took out a photo of Han Zhiyuan again. In the photo, Han Zhiyuan was smiling. Jiang Wenchi pointed to his Indian Nest of the same style as Meng Bai: "Do you think it looks alike?"

Han Cheng was even more confused: "What do you really mean?"

Jiang Wenchi didn't answer him. He took out a photo of Han Ren'an smiling ten years ago, and pointed to the same location. There was no Indian nest there.

Han Cheng's eyes were still confused.

Qin Chuan asked: "Your father didn't have pierced ears before, right?"

Han Cheng nodded: "But after my mother passed away, he said that in memory of her, he had his ears pierced."

Jiang Wenchi couldn't help asking: "Why do you have your ears pierced in memory of your mother?"

Han Cheng was taken aback: "Since my mother passed away, my father has become more and more withdrawn, and he has less and less communication with me. He only guards my brother every day. I know he is sad, so I didn't ask him too much."

Jiang Wenchi asked again: "He has a withdrawn personality, but he was able to run the original small pharmaceutical factory into the current Zhiyuan Group during the seven years when you were not at home. Don't you think it's strange?"

Han Cheng was instantly upset: "Officer Jiang, I respect you as Qiqi's cousin, and I have so much respect for you, but please don't speculate about my father. Since my mother passed away, my father has devoted himself to work. Yu took good care of my younger brother, and he hasn't remarried for ten years. Maybe his negligence in business caused some problems, but he is definitely a good man and a good father."

Qin Chuan sighed and looked at Han Cheng: "Han Cheng, your father must be a good man, but Han Zhiyuan is not your father."

Han Cheng was taken aback: "Qin Chuan, what are you talking about?"

He Ming was also stunned: "No, third brother, what charades are you playing? I'm confused."

Jiang Wenchi took out a DNA test report from the file bag: "At this time, the hair we collected in Han Zhiyuan's bedroom and the DNA test on your hair showed that you are not father and son."

Han Cheng's eyes widened in disbelief, and he grabbed the report in his hand, his fingers trembling: "Qin Chuan, who allowed you to test the DNA of our father and son without permission? My mother has been dead for ten years! You It's hurting him!"

Jiang Wenchi admired Han Cheng's brain circuit, and sighed helplessly: "Han Cheng, would you rather doubt your dead mother than believe that Han Zhiyuan is not your biological father Han Ren'an?"

Han Cheng was stunned again, his whole head seemed to be hit hard, and he was confused: "What are you talking about? Qin Chuan! Can you tell me clearly?"

Qin Chuan said helplessly: "After our multiple investigations and comparisons, it has been basically confirmed that your biological parents both died in a car accident ten years ago, and the current Han Zhiyuan was pretended by the driver Meng Bai after plastic surgery. .”

Han Chengru was struck by lightning, and he couldn't react to the information conveyed by Qin Chuan's words for a long time. Even He Ming's mouth grew wide, and it was difficult to digest this shocking news for a while.

After a while, Han Cheng said hoarsely, "What evidence do you have? Just a few photos and the DNA test in your hand?"

Qin Chuan looked at Han Cheng with eyes full of impatience, hesitating.

Han Cheng continued: "My dad... the pretending Han Zhiyuan you mentioned, if he is really pretending, why is he so nice to me and my brother? Especially my brother, you haven't seen how my dad takes care of him? My brother, I believe there is no fake father in this world who can have such patience with a disabled child."

Qin Chuan lowered his eyes, couldn't bear it as soon as possible, and waved to Jiang Wenchi, motioning her to take out the photo of Han Chang's death scene.

Jiang Wenchi put the photo on the table, and couldn't bear to look into Han Cheng's eyes: "Your brother, Han Chang, was found dead a few days ago in the mansion that Han Zhiyuan bought for him, and his liver was taken away."

Looking at the photo in front of him, Han Cheng feels like falling into an ice abyss. The message Han Chang sent to him some time ago is vivid in his memory. The child is clearly still waiting for him to bring him a gift when he comes back from the capital. In the blink of an eye, how could he become A cold corpse with such a miserable state of death?

Han Cheng suffered heavy blows one after another, and his brain was already struggling to function. He just shook his head frequently and muttered: "I don't believe it, it's impossible, Xiaochang won't die...how could Xiaochang die?"

Han Cheng suddenly became violent, grabbed Qin Chuan's collar again, and froth flew all over his mouth, "Qin Chuan! How could Xiao Chang die!!!"

Qin Chuan raised his hand to stop Jiang Wenchi and He Ming who were about to come up to grab Han Cheng's hand. Although his face was flushed from being strangled by the collar, he still said to Han Cheng with difficulty: "Eleven years ago, your father Han Ren'an gave Meng Bai a hand. Donated a liver, but his liver disease will not be completely cured because of this, and it is very likely to relapse again. And your brother Han Chang's liver is also a perfect match for his..."

When Qin Chuan said this, he was so strangled that he couldn't speak, and tears even came out of the corners of his eyes. Jiang Wenchi couldn't bear to look any longer, and hurriedly stepped forward to the acupuncture point on Han Cheng's forearm, causing his arm to numb and release Qin Chuan. Sichuan.

Qin Chuan was finally able to breathe smoothly, and sat down on the chair, coughing continuously. Jiang Wenchi patted him on the back distressedly.

Before Han Cheng regained his senses, he still patted the table and asked loudly, "Qin Chuan, what do you mean? How did my brother die?"