born criminal

Cao Wanqing's call was calculated.After the dinner that day, she kept an eye on it and put the request from Yang Zhou on the agenda.

Now personal information is strictly controlled, and it is extremely difficult for people without authority to adjust household registration files. Even if the director of UNPO comes, it is useless, but for the person in charge of the base's Civil Affairs Bureau, it is simply a piece of cake.

Although Cao Wanqing was a little uncertain about the delicate relationship between Yang Zhou and Chen Jian, after weighing the pros and cons, she was still very willing to help.Moreover, she observed that Yangzhou didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he didn't mention this matter to Chen Jian before, which happened to give her a chance to claim credit.

She planned to go to work after the festival and send an employee to look up the files, but when she went to a friend's house to pay New Year's greetings in the third year of junior high, she happened to pass by the government building, so she went there herself on a whim.

Unexpectedly, the query results were not satisfactory. There was no such person as "Cheng Beiming" in the household registration database of the base.Originally, the matter was over after informing Yangzhou, but Cao Wanqing is such a shrewd person who can make waves without wind, so naturally he wanted to challenge Chen Jian.

She first exchanged a few words of greeting and said happy new year, and then seemingly inadvertently elicited, "The last thing Mr. Yang asked me to do has been done."

Cao Wanqing was pleased to find that when Yangzhou was mentioned, Chen Jian's attitude immediately changed.She skillfully narrated how Yangzhou entrusted her to find someone, as if she had put a lot of effort into it.

On the other end of the phone, Chen Jian interrupted her chatter impatiently with a sullen face: "Who is he looking for?"

"Oh, a man named Cheng Beiming, about 50 years old, the Beiming who has fish in "Escape"..."

"Who are you talking about?!"

Chen Jian's uncontrollable roar scared Dr. Simon and Fang Xing.His face was terribly gloomy, and his eyes were full of hopeless eagerness. He said in a rough voice, "Say it again? Did you just say Cheng Beiming!"

Fang Xing and Simon looked at each other, and both opened their mouths in surprise.

Cao Wanqing on the other end of the phone was even more confused and frightened. She didn't know what she had touched, and said stammeringly, "Yes... yes... I checked the file, and there is no such person..."

Chen Jian smashed his phone on the floor, his face expressionless, but his muscles were stretched like steel.Amidst the bang, he glanced at Simon, but that seemed to be a meaningless gesture, because he wasn't really "seeing", he was no longer himself.

"What happened?" Fang Xing hurriedly asked, "Why did you mention your father's name?"

Chen Jian turned his head and stared at him for a few seconds, as if waiting for his eyes to focus, then he suddenly turned around and rushed towards the secret door on the wall.

"Chen Jian, what are you going to do?" Fang Xing stepped forward to pull him, but was thrown away by Chen Jian.Simon shouted his name repeatedly, which made him stop.

"Yangzhou is asking about my dad." Chen Jian's voice trembled slightly, his eyes seemed to be on fire, "My dad must still be alive, he asked Yangzhou to find me."

"Son," Simon didn't even have time to sigh, but there was a trace of pity in his brows: "Think about it carefully, if your father asked Yangzhou to find you, wouldn't you recognize him the first time you met? Yangzhou asked someone to check Him, it means that he doesn't know your father at all."

"No," Chen Jian stubbornly resisted, stretched out his hand to push the secret door on the wall, and muttered, "I want to ask him for clarification."

"Then you can't go through this door!" Fang Xing shouted anxiously.

Chen Jian seemed to have just woken up from a big dream, his sanity recovered a bit, and he turned around and ran towards the main entrance of the laboratory.Fang Xing was worried about him, gestured to Dr. Simon, and hurriedly followed.

"Go, go..." The old man sat down, as if recalling something from the past, he shook his head in embarrassment.

When Chen Jian returned home, Yang Zhou had already come out of the study.He had been busy all morning, searching the walls and floors, but found nothing but dust.

He was not discouraged, but just tired, so he nestled on the sofa by the fireplace, building the layout of the study in his mind, intending to think from a different angle. D3 came over, asked about his physical condition with concern, and asked Andrew to pour him a glass of sparkling wine.

Yang Zhou thanked him, and just took a sip when D3 turned to the door and said, "Mr. Chen is back."

His tone was very excited at the beginning, but the ending ended hastily.With the sound of the door of the villa, D3 immediately rolled his small wheels and rushed to his room, as if he was in a hurry to avoid some disaster.

Now Andrew's perception of emotions is much more sensitive than before, he looked at Yang Zhou hesitantly, and chased after D3.

Yangzhou only felt that the two robots were acting inexplicably, and secretly complained that D3 brought Andrew into a state of mind.

At this time, Chen Jian's figure flashed, and he came out from behind the closet. At that moment, Yangzhou noticed something, almost from the instinct of animals, he stood up subconsciously, and made a gesture to meet the enemy.

That kind of look... It was the first time he saw Chen Jian's eyes piercing him like ice picks, cold and distrustful.

And Fang Xing...Yangzhou glanced at the man who was following Chen Jian with a worried face, and silently calculated the possibility of one-on-two success.

Although I have absolutely no idea what happened.

The two parties met under the huge crystal chandelier in the living room. Before Yang Zhou could speak, Chen Jian immediately asked, "Who are you, Cheng Beiming?"

Yangzhou was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that the matter he had asked Sister Cao had come to fruition, and it had reached Chen Jian's ears.He was about to open his mouth to explain, but suddenly felt something was wrong.Chen Jian's reaction was too strange, with that excited and frightened expression, like a drowning person looking at a piece of floating weed.Does he know Cheng Beiming?

Yangzhou's brief silence was like sparks, igniting Chen Jian's bitterly suppressed emotions.He grabbed Yang Zhou by the collar, leaned close to his face, and shouted: "Say!"

It was as if a thunder had passed by his ears, Yang Zhou was startled, grabbed his wrist and tore it forcefully, shouting: "What are you doing!"

Chen Jian turned a deaf ear, still staring at him from such a close distance, his slanted eyebrows were like two crossed sharp swords, breaking through the wind, "I'll let you tell!"

Yang Zhou knew that someone must calm down first in this situation, he glanced at Fang Xing who was watching the excitement from the corner of his eye, swallowed his saliva, and tried to explain calmly: "He is my mother's ex-husband."

There was a "hum" in the air, as if the god of time had plucked the strings, making this second infinitely long.

Chen Jian was still grabbing Yang Zhou's collar, Yang Zhou was still holding his wrist, and Fang Xing, who was standing beside him, let out a terrible gasp in extreme horror.

He was not the person involved, so he was able to penetrate the truth as quickly as possible, while the other two were obviously still out of the situation——Chen Jian swayed slightly, then stood firm again, and asked very lightly, "What did you say?"

Yangzhou gasped for breath, Chen Jian's abnormal behavior made him frightened, a terrible premonition was like a shadow under a hood, but he still tried to resist: "What about you...you are him, Cheng Beiming... ...what's your relationship with him?"

The sun shines in, and the fluff on each other's faces is clearly visible.Yang Zhou looked at Chen Jian, his eyes were black and clear, like a pool of well water without ripples.In an instant, Yang Zhou felt a weightless palpitation. He lowered his eyelashes, tilted his head slightly, and grabbed Chen Jian's hand with a little force, as if begging.

Ask him to say?Or beg him not to speak?

As soon as Chen Jian opened his mouth, he was dry and difficult: "He is my father."

He is my father.The five light words were like a heavy hammer, hitting each other's bodies, crushing the flesh and blood to pieces.

There was a dead silence in the room, even the sound of breathing disappeared.The flames of the fireplace were jumping, and were lightly tapped by an invisible hand, and they stopped there.

Until Fang Xing couldn't bear it and screamed: "Are you brothers?"

The flame burned to each other, Chen Jian and Yang Zhou let go at the same time, and took a step back hastily.

"I don't believe it." Chen Jian cracked his knuckles, and every word that came out was bitten scarred, "Who the hell are you? How do you know my dad's name?"

There was a constant rumbling sound in Yangzhou's ear, the noise was like a green leather train rubbing on the track centuries ago, piercing from the eardrum to the heart.

"My...my mother's name is Zhou Yun, and she used to be Zhou Yun. She..." Yang Zhou licked his pale lips, took a breath, and managed to get rid of the incoherent words, "She has an ex-husband named Cheng Beiming, who is The carrier of the criminal gene, I heard that I am coming to the No. [-] base, so please ask me to help you find him."

As he narrated, Chen Jian's complexion became worse and worse, and his handsome features became a little ferocious. When he heard the word "Cheng Beiming", he closed his eyes in pain.

"I didn't lie to you." Yangzhou felt very thirsty, his throat seemed to be smoking, and he explained dryly: "I don't know if your father mentioned her, but if you have pictures...my mother and I ...Your mother ... looks very similar."

When he met Chen Jian's gaze, his voice gradually dropped.

Chen Jian looked at him indifferently, and after a while, he asked, "So, you are the son of that woman?"

Yangzhou was stung by his eccentric tone, and his mushy head became a little clearer.

"What do you mean?" When he asked this sentence, he suddenly remembered Zhou Yun's confession mixed with shame and remorse, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"She's still alive, I'm really surprised." Chen Jian pulled out a sarcastic smile, "I thought that a person like her who abandoned her family would be punished by God soon."

Zhou Yun was not condemned by God. She met another man who loved her and gave birth to a handsome son. She recognized another country as her hometown and lived a happy life.

But the mistakes she made when she was young will never let her go. Just as she expected, 30 years later, when the abandoned baby grew up, the resentment towards her became ice.

Chen Jian's words made Yang Zhou uncomfortable, but he didn't have the confidence to criticize, and finally he just said in a shy voice, "She is your mother."

Chen Jian kicked the solid wood armrest of the sofa with a "bang". The sharp pain not only failed to calm him down, but made the roaring lion in his heart even more mad.The lion desperately slapped the cage that was about to fall apart, trying to rush out and wreak havoc.

Maybe the whole world is crazy, maybe this is just a dream, Chen Jian thought in a trance, how is this possible, everything that happened today is too absurd.

His gaze swept across Yang Zhou, and he remembered what he said "looks like his mother", and couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart.Is it his mother, his mother, or their mother...

An unstoppable rage rose from the bottom of my heart, but the blood had already frozen into ice cubes, and the two forces collided violently, squeezing my chest painfully.

There has never been a silence like today, which seems to tear everything apart.

Fang Xing, who was watching on the sidelines, was in a very ups and downs mood. He hesitated, and just said "you", the other two looked over together, and the heavy oppression made him close his mouth.

"So, that woman left me and my dad behind, found someone else to marry, and gave birth to you." Chen Jian's tone remained the same, and he even smiled, "When my dad and I were running around, she Honeymoon. While I was fighting people over food, you were sent off to first grade by your parents."

No, it's not like that.

There was a layer of fog in front of Yang Zhou, but Chen Jian's mocking, disgusting, and distrustful eyes still pierced into his heart.He couldn't refute, and the noise in his head intensified, like a sharp knife scraping inside his skull.

Chen Jian stared at him, suddenly sneered, turned and walked towards the gate.

Fang Xing hurriedly followed, and the room regained its heavy tranquility.Yang Zhou stood there for a while, walked to the edge of the sofa with stiff legs, and fell into it like a marionette.