Chapter 168 The results of DNA comparison are inconsistent

Ye Nanxian took the man away.

Tang Ziyuan quickly took out the money and asked the person beside him, "What the hell is going on?"

Someone saw the money and quickly told Tang Ziyuan what happened just now.

It was heard that it was not for Chen Mange, so Tang Ziyuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Will Chen Zi'an really die?

Tang Ziyuan's heart aches slightly.

After all, it was his child he had watched as he grew up and called him his godfather for four years. However, compared to Chen Mange, Tang Ziyuan decided to ignore the pain in his heart and smiled and left with a smile.

He just wants to Shen Zi'an.

Perhaps if Chen Zian is really dead, Chen Mange will completely belong to him.

Isn’t Chen Mange going back because he thought he wanted to give the children a biological father?

Now that Luo Luo has Ye Nanxian’s donation of kidneys, it is very likely that his life will be smooth sailing in the future. Or if the operation is not successful, Luo Luo will be gone.

As long as Chen Zi'an is gone and Luo Luo is gone, what reason does Chen Mange have to stay with Ye Nanxian?

Tang Ziyuan thought so, tried hard to abandon his conscience, set up his original private room, and waited for dawn and bidding in pain.

It would be fine if Ye Nanxian was taken out, as long as he was not here, as long as he took Chen Mange, everything about Chen Mange would have nothing to do with him in the future.

Tang Ziyuan was still a little worried and kept coming out to check all night. Seeing that Ye Nanxian had not come back, he felt a little relieved.

Ye Nanxian followed the man out of the paradise of depravity. The man took him into an alley, and it seemed that he was a little unwilling.

He didn't care. Although he was in the United States, his skills were not great.

Sure enough, four or five men were waiting there deep in the alley, and it seemed that they had already agreed.

The man sneered and said, "Boy, it's best for you to let go of me and take out the valuable things you have on you, otherwise we brothers want you to look good!"

Ye Nanxian snorted coldly and said, "Where is your fellow villager?"

"That's the one wearing black clothes, but you won't have the chance to ask in your life."

After saying that, the man kicked Ye Nanxian.

Ye Nanxian didn't care about his fancy fists and directly broke his arm.

"Ah! Why are you still standing there? Get on!"

The man shouted like a pig, which was particularly clear throughout the night, but this was a slum, and no one would care about the life or death of anyone here, so there was no need for Ye Nanxian to show mercy.

These people are wearing knives, and they are obviously habitual offenders.

Ye Nanxian cut the mess quickly and quickly put the men flattened, lying on the ground and humming.

According to what the man said, Ye Nanxian came to the man in black and placed the dagger directly on his face.

"I want to know the situation of the Young Master of the Ye family."

"I, I don't know."

The man in black trembled in fear and his voice was gone.

"Your fellow villager said you saw someone that night, a corpse similar to a child was thrown into the sea. Where was the port? Where? Who threw it? Did you see clearly?"

Ye Nanxian didn't beat around the bush and asked the question he wanted directly.

When the man in black heard this, his face turned pale.

"Hero, brother, I don't know anything. I just saw it by accident. I haven't told anyone about it, really!"

"Speak quickly!"

Ye Nanxian knew that this person must have seen something after hearing what he said. He was a little excited.

Will you find Chen Zi'an?

The man in black said it with all his might under the threat of death.

"It was the Shadow Gang, theirs, the child was thrown down. I saw with my own eyes that the child was wearing a white shirt, stained with blood, and looked about four or five years old, and he was dizzy at the time."

Ye Nanxian felt that someone was punching hard in the place of his heart.

Chen Zi'an wore that kind of clothes that day, and he was about the same age.

Ye Nanxian asked fiercely: "Which port?"

“Port 3, 3!”

The man in black was frightened by Ye Nanxian's murderous aura.

Ye Nanxian still drove him and called Song Tao directly.

"Organize everyone to go to Port No. 3 to salvage the bodies. I want to know if there is Zi'an there..."

Ye Nanxian couldn't say the word "corpse" behind it.

He felt his heart was about to be broken.

No!

No!

It won't be Chen Zi'an's!

He is still so small!

He hasn't called him daddy yet!

If Chen Mange knew that something had happened to his son, and he, a father, did not protect their son, how could he see Chen Mange?

When Song Tao heard Ye Nanxian say this, he knew that Ye Nanxian must have known something. Although he was shocked, he still took the people there in person.

Ye Nanxian stood on the streets of the United States, feeling lonely and terrible.

The people who were knocked to the ground finally realized that the people in front of them might be the ones they could not afford to climb. They were so scared that they beg for mercy.

"Brother, let us go, we don't know anything. Really, we are just coming out to make a living."

"I can let you go, but if there is any big news in China, please tell me, don't worry, I won't use yours in vain. As long as the news is what I need, I will give you money."

Ye Nanxian had no intention of making things difficult for them.

He never cared about things that could be solved with money.

When several people heard Ye Nanxian say this, they nodded quickly.

Ye Nanxian left his phone number to them, and then walked out of the alley alone.

The alley is not deep, it is a slum, with all kinds of people. Ye Nanxian ignored the lives of those people at all. Walking alone on the road, he kept recalling the scene that the man in black just mentioned in his mind.

Could it be Chen Zi'an?

Will it be?

He was nervous and uneasy. If it weren't for Luoluo's still here, he might have already flew back at this time.

The feeling of uneasiness seemed to be entangling his heart like a poisonous snake.

Song Tao's big move to send someone to salvage the corpse naturally alarmed Huo Zhenting and Song Wenqi. They ran over quickly. It was Ye Nanxian's intention, so they joined the salvage action one by one.

Soon, a lot of things were salvaged at Port No. 3, some were corpses and some were other things, and several cases were involved.

The police station people began to get busy.

Song Tao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as the corpses in front of him were salvaged one by one, but there was no sign of Chen Zi'an.

“Is there any more?”

"It's all!"

The salvage staff were so tired that they could only do their duty for the sake of money.

Huo Zhenting and Song Wenqi also breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be a good thing if it wasn't for that little brat Chen Zi'an. If you can't see the body, it means that he is still alive, right?

Song Tao called Ye Nanxian after he was sure that there was no Chen Zi'an's body.

"Mr. Ye, there is no body of Young Master Zi'an. All of them are salvaged here. There are a few bodies, so it has nothing to do with us."

"Go and check the Shadow Gang."

When Ye Nanxian heard that there was no Chen Zi'an's body, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Tao hung up the phone and started to kick and investigate the Shadow Gang's affairs.

Song Wenqi looked at Huo Zhenting and said, "Where do you think the mother and son can go? You can't have left Haicheng, right?"

"It's okay. I see that Song Tao has been investigating the smuggling and trafficking of human beings recently, and there are probably clues."

Huo Zhenting has been unable to eat or sleep these days, and his mind is full of Chen Mange's shadow. He doesn't know what kind of emotions he has towards Chen Mange, but she is lost and she is panicked.

Xiao Zi is not a child of the Huo family, and Zhao Ning doesn't know who the Huo family's child is. The clues about the Huo family's descendants were cut off for a while. Old Mrs. Huo was hit by this and fell ill.
To be continued...