Feng Yin didn't finish her words, but Zhang Yiming could understand them.

A couple who love their children very much. If they are really alive and safe, how could they not send someone to find their daughter?

Now more than twenty years have passed, and no news has been heard. I am afraid that even if the couple is still alive, they will not know where torture they suffer.

No wonder Feng Yin felt so depressed and uncomfortable.

Zhang Yiming heard her inner worries, and all she could do was comfort.

He took a deep breath, took her into his arms, and comforted her softly: "Be good, they can't find out these things, and we want to investigate now but no one can find out."

"If they are still alive, they will definitely hope you will be safe and happy."

"In order not to worry about them, we must do it well, do you know?"

Feng Yin hid in the man's arms, feeling his worries and tension, took a deep breath, and nodded vigorously: "I know."

"Don't worry, I will make myself well and live the happy life they want me to live."

As for finding parents, you must have the right opportunity.

Judging from the opponent's persistence in finding his own traces, I am afraid that there is a situation that I cannot understand at present.

She had to make herself stronger and the people around her, secretly cultivate some criminal investigation experts, and then search for traces of her parents through Yingyi and the others.

After thinking about it, she raised her head from the man's arms and asked, "How much do you know about criminal investigation methods?"

Zhang Yiming laughed unconsciously as she heard what she asked: "You think of me."

The man's answer made Feng Yin's eyes lit up: "Do you really understand?"

"Have I never told you that I have a cousin who is the Criminal Investigation Prince who is famous for his emperors?"

He pinched her happy little face, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened a little. "Since he was a child, he took us a few of us to play reconnaissance games with him."

Looking at the man's confident smile, Feng Yin couldn't help but blink and asked mischievously: "He is the prince, who is the king?"

"Of course it's my uncle."

Zhang Yiming saw that she had become cunning and naughty, and his mood became relaxed and happy, "You should have heard my uncle's name."

"What?"

Feng Yin blinked and looked at him hopefully, "Tell me, look."

Zhang Yiming: "The dragon microscope nicknamed Longyan."

Listening to the name Long Weiguan, Feng Yin was so shocked that she widened her eyes and opened her mouth wide, and she hadn't come back to her senses for a long time.

After successfully seeing her surprised expression, Zhang Yiming felt proud, and raised a confident arc on the corner of his lips to pat her face: "Wake up."

"call--"

Feng Yin, who was awakened by him, breathed a long breath, and then his eyes lit up again, "Your mother is not Long Weiyin, right?"

Dean of the Criminal Investigation School of Public Security/National Defense University.

"Huh? You even guessed this?"

Zhang Yiming smiled more relaxedly as he listened to Feng Yin's inquiry, "Yes, that's my mother, your mother-in-law."

Feng Yin's face was hot and she was angry and angry and angry, "Not counting now."

"How can it not count?"

Zhang Yiming hugged her domineeringly, "You are mine now, mine in the future, and mine in the future."

"No matter which time and space we are in, no matter what our identities are, you can't escape from my Zhang family."

Feng Yin: "Ordinary."

That being said, the corners of my lips were raised unconsciously, and my heart was sweet but worried about gains and losses.

If they were really in modern times, they wouldn't know what was going on.

"Just domineering, what can you do to me?"

The man replied childishly, making Feng Yin laugh.
Chapter completed!